The sword flashes, and the killing intent appears!

The moment Yun Zhan Ge picked up the Xuanyuan Knife, Pei Ran's killing intent swept in instantly.

At this moment, Zhang Ming stood behind Chen Qingniu, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this smile, if Chen Qingniu saw it head-on, he would definitely feel a chill in his heart.

This seemingly simple beheading, in fact, has secretly gone through several deductions between Yun Zhan Ge and Zhang Ming, and it is considered a last resort.

No success in this world is a fluke, any success must be planned in the bottom of the heart after countless careful planning, although Yun Zhange and Zhang Ming are the first time to cooperate to kill the enemy, but it just happened that the two had fought before, and they both knew a little bit of their personal thoughts, so the two of them laid out this killing game in the shortest time, the purpose was to lure Chen Qingniu into being fooled.

It's just a pity that Tu Shixiong, who has become a fine, was not fooled.

Yun Zhan Ge picked up the Xuanyuan knife and rushed towards Chen Qingniu like a wild run, and Zhang Ming behind him was also ready to kill with one blow, which was almost an inevitable killing game.

The two of them surrounded Chen Qingniu in a strange posture, and invited you into the urn, but that's it.

At this moment, the wind and sand slapped on everyone's bodies, and Chen Qingniu, who was caught in a mortal situation, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and seemed to look at Yun Zhan Ge with deep meaning.

At this moment, the atmosphere was outrageously oppressive.

In the sunset, in the afterimage.

Chen Qingniu suddenly moved, and when Yun Zhan Ge was only three steps away from him, he instantly took an arrow step, and took two steps diagonally.

Yun Zhan Ge sneered, following him like a shadow.

Almost at the same time. Zhang Ming slashed from behind with a sword, and he was extremely ruthless.

At this time, any mercy to the enemy. It is to dig a grave for himself, Zhang Ming understands this truth, Yun Zhange understands, and even Chen Qingniu, who has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, understands it even more.

Almost at the same time, I felt a cool breeze blow from behind. Chen Qingniu's body retreated sharply, turning around suddenly, ignoring the cloud battle song that was running towards him in front of him. A sharp sword suddenly drew out of his sleeve, soft and thin like a cicada's wings.

"Not good!" Zhang Ming was shocked in his heart, but the sword momentum had been completed, and the moves had been used for the past.

The next moment. In the midst of the horrified gaze of the crowd. I saw that Chen Qingniu's soft sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, just right to block Zhang Ming's sword, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth pulled out a conceited angle, and his wrist flipped in an instant, and the soft sword was like a long snake, entangled Zhang Ming's overlord.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

A chilling sound suddenly came.

Facing the two of them, Chen Qingniu's soft sword was entangled in Zhang Ming's hand, and when it was entangled in the overlord in Zhang Ming's hand, it suddenly collided with a burst of sparks, dazzling and abnormal, and it was this moment of sword light flashing. Zhang Ming only felt that the overlord in his hand sank, and then a fear from the depths of his soul suddenly appeared in his heart. I don't know why, at this moment, Zhang Ming actually felt an inexplicable fear of death.

"Shhh

With a sound, Zhang Ming's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

A soft sword was plunged into his chest, and at the same time, blood flowed gently with the blade of the soft sword.

The remnant sun is like blood!

In the desert, the blood on Zhang Ming's body flowed down with the software in Chen Qingniu's hand, dripping on the sand grains in the desert, looking weird and exuding a cold chill.

"Boy, when Lao Tzu was messing around with the rivers and lakes, you were still breastfeeding, play with me? Are you still a little tender? Chen Qingniu sneered, standing proudly, with the spirit of a thousand troops and my only king.

Zhang Ming's face was frightened, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

Yes?

At this moment, when the members of the horse gang saw Zhang Ming seriously injured, they all felt irrepressible anger from the bottom of their hearts, and almost at the same time, countless members of the horse gang rushed towards this place like moths to the fire.

The battle on the battlefield has completely fallen into a white-hot state.

Chen Qingniu slowly pulled out his sword and smiled coldly.

Swish!

At this moment, Yun Zhan Ge rushed to Chen Qingniu's approach just right, and the Xuanyuan knife swung down suddenly.

Zhang Ming, who seemed to be crumbling, inadvertently began to appear a smile at the corner of his mouth, and this smile had a faint hint of the success of the conspiracy.

Suddenly-

Zhang Ming's figure, which was hit by a sword in his chest, suddenly swept diagonally, and a sword swung out.

Draw the ground as a dungeon?

It's still the trick that was cracked by Yun Zhan Ge as a prison.

For a while, in the entire desert, three small sandbags suddenly protruded beside Chen Qingniu.

Belch?

Chen Qingniu was stunned and slashed out a sword diagonally.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the small sandbags suddenly exploded, scattering countless wild sands.

It's just that in just the next second, Chen Qingniu's face turned pale, because, at the moment when the three small sandbags exploded, they suddenly turned into countless small sandbags, surrounding Chen Qingniu in them.

Yun Zhange's Xuanyuan Knife suddenly swung in front of Chen Qingniu's eyes at this moment.

Chen Qingniu was shocked and in a dilemma.

The sword flashed, and a tyrannical force instantly crushed Chen Qingniu, and the kind of cold killing intent from the heart made Chen Qingniu, the hero who was a hero in the southwest back then, change his face greatly.

Bang!

The small sandbags that Zhang Ming painted as a prison suddenly exploded, and the overwhelming sand smashed towards Chen Qingniu.

The cold and bloodthirsty gaze in Yun Zhange's eyes flashed, and the Xuanyuan knife directly pierced Chen Qingniu's chest in the moment when Chen Qingniu was stunned.

Zhang Ming, who was seriously injured behind him, pierced his back directly from Chen Qingniu's back with just the right sword.

"Poof!"

At this moment, Chen Qingniu only felt a fishy heat surging up his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, looking strange and beautiful in this bloody evening.

Chen Qingniu's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Why?" Chen Qingniu spit out this sentence unwillingly, and then his huge body fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't blink a eye.

He's dead?

Chen Qingniu died like this?

At this second, all of Chen Qingniu's subordinates were leaderless in an instant.

The killing is not over, it is just the beginning.

At the moment when Chen Qingniu fell to the ground, Yun Zhange rushed forward, mercilessly made up for two knives, and then kicked Chen Qingniu out with one kick and smashed it in front of the group of Chen Qingniu's men.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

Zhang Ming's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth pursed into a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Yun Zhange turned around and glanced at Zhang Ming, both of whom saw a tacit conspiracy in each other's eyes.

It's just-

Does this price seem too much?

There is no answer.

Yun Zhange walked over, stretched out his hand and dotted on Zhang Ming's body, and then the blood in Zhang Ming's chest miraculously stopped.

Yun Zhange inserted the Xuanyuan knife into the yellow sand, tore open a corner of Zhang Ming's clothes, and began to help Zhang Ming bandage it with ease, when the young dragon lord bit the strap with his mouth and tightened it gently, Nangong Ao and Shi Hu came to the two of them at the same time.

The main general was dead, and Chen Qingniu's men began to flee.

At this moment, the horn of killing sounds.

When the members of the Ma Gang saw Zhang Ming injured, they were all red-eyed, and they wanted to kill all of Chen Qingniu's men.

In the desert.

A massacre like Shura's hell unfolded. (To be continued......)