After missing the blow, Wu Ming decisively retreated, and at the same time paid attention to the motionless dagger on the ground, in case Lu Zili took advantage of his unpreparedness to suddenly attack him with the dagger. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he also thinks too much, where does Lu Zili have the heart to think about these things at this time? The feeling of just having a brush with death doesn't calm down all at once. His heart was pounding, his breath was chaotic, and he gasped for breath for a long time before he regained some of his composure.

"The children of these great families are really not easy to deal with, even if they are just mortals, born under the knees of Wu Yu of the Sword Sect, they can practice such extraordinary swordsmanship!"

Lu Zili's eyes when he looked at Wu Ming contained three points of envy and seven points of unwillingness, and the jealousy in his heart was even worse, if he also had a family background like Wu Ming, why did he need to join the "black maid" to make a living?

"However, no matter how superb your swordsmanship is, if you don't enter the refining qi, you are an ordinary man after all."

Lu Zili, who was relieved, laughed cruelly, and under the urging of his true qi, the dagger that fell to the ground and did not move again emitted an inch-long mang, like an arrow that was shot out, piercing Wu Ming's heart. This time Wu Ming was not as easy to avoid as the previous two times, he accidentally dodged slower, narrowly avoiding the vital point, but was pulled out by the dagger on the shoulder with a thumb-wide wound, and blood flowed down his arm.

Wu Ming frowned, the Taoist Imperial Technique is too wonderful, especially this kind of flying dagger and flying needle, which is even more difficult than the flow of flying swords, because they are small and light, and the attack trajectory is elusive, no matter how you dodge, there are times when you are stabbed. In just a few moments, another wound was cut on his forearm.

If you continue like this, you will be consumed here alive because of excessive blood loss!

Wu Ming looked at Lu Zili's eyes, in the other party's eyes, he saw a naked killing intent, Lu Zili had disregarded the task because of the assassination that almost endangered his life before, and really moved to kill him. No one wants to live around an enemy who can threaten their lives at any time, now Wu Ming and Lu Zili have become enemies, when they find out that Wu Ming can threaten their lives, in Lu Zili's heart, killing Wu Ming on the spot is obviously more trouble-free than handing him over to Mei Sheng!

In this situation, if you use swordsmanship again, the other party will definitely be on guard, as for the soul path, Wu Ming has just cultivated into a heavenly wolf statue, and he can't confuse the qi refining cultivator by illusion alone, and now he can only use sword intent.

Facing the dagger that was aggressive and beckoned to the vital place, Wu Ming also had a trace of killing intent in his eyes. Although he had also killed Lu Zili before, it was a sign of wholehearted devotion in the battle, not that he really had to kill the other party.

Coupled with the thirty years of life in his previous life, Wu Ming has never killed anyone with his own hands in his life.

Wu Ming is not afraid of killing, but he is not a monk or a martial artist, and there is no need to kill people with his own hands. Although in the battle of Chu from the dragon, there were not 1,000 but 800 people who died indirectly under his stratagem, including high-ranking officials and dignitaries; Although when the Heavenly Providence Sect was first established, in order to deter the forces with bad intentions, with his acquiescence, he destroyed eighteen mountain gates in a row, killing people and killing people with boundless majesty. But these are just excuses.

Killing people behind his back and killing people with his own hands are two different things, he is used to seeing blood, but his hands have not been stained with blood.

Now, having embarked on the path of cultivation, he is finally going to kill someone for the first time! He knew that once the sword intent was used, it would really reach a situation where either you die or I live. I also want to know that a mortal who is only fourteen years old has sword intent, what an amazing thing, as long as this news spreads a little, there will immediately be countless sword masters who will flock to it, or coerce or lure, and unscrupulous means must also know the secret, and once they know that Wu Ming has a white bone in his brain that can automatically contain sword intent, then Wu Ming's life will come to an end.

In order to keep this secret, once the sword intent is used, Lu Zili must die! As for Qiu Rong and the others, they are mortals who should not know the sword intent, but if any of the three of them recognize it......

Wu Ming's face was cloudy, but the situation no longer allowed him to think about it, and in the few seconds he was thinking, a few new wounds were added to his body. Not only that, but because of excessive blood loss, he felt even more dizzy in his brain, and if he didn't do it, it would be too late to do it later.

Estimating the distance between the two, Wu Ming felt a little depressed in his heart, the distance between the two was really a little far, that Lu Zili was almost stabbed to death by him before, and now he has learned to be obedient, he has been standing twenty steps away from the boundary, only controlling the dagger to attack him in the air, without the slightest intention of getting close.

If you want to use sword intent to kill a Qi refining cultivator like Lu Zili, you have to be within a range of at least five steps to be sure of success. In the final analysis, the sword intent is just a kind of mental power, and it is not comparable to the sword technique that can turn the void into reality, and the more it leaves the caster's brain, the weaker the power of the sword intent becomes.

In a flash of cold light, a piece of flesh was ripped off from his left arm, Wu Ming looked at the opponent twenty steps away, gritted his teeth, and suddenly turned around and fled backwards.

"Want to go?"

Lu Zili followed closely with a dagger, following Wu Ming inch by inch, vowing to chase and kill to the end. At the moment of life and death, both of them ran forward with all their strength, and disappeared from the field of vision of Qiu Rong and the three of them on the side in the blink of an eye.

"We're keeping up, too." Qiu Rong, who was watching the battle, touched his sore legs, and had to follow behind the two young masters with the guards. Pity her as a veteran of the battlefield, at this time, she was actually regarded as a burden by the two teenagers, and no one paid attention to him until now.

Wu Ming and Lu Zili ran wildly for nearly a quarter of an hour, always maintaining a distance of about twenty steps. However, under Lu Zili's control, the dagger had been only a few feet away from Wu Ming, and the tip of the blade was pointed directly at his back, making him feel a chill like a man's back.

Running and running, Wu Ming's body was a little unbearable, when he was young, he patronized reading sage books and neglected to exercise, and his physical strength was naturally not comparable to that of a monk like Lu Zili who had true vitality and continued qi. At this moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face and neck were dyed red from strenuous exercise, his clothes were all soaked, and his whole person was as if he had been bathed in sweat. If it weren't for the two borrowed books in his jacket, he would have taken off the jacket and thrown it away.

It's not close.

While panting, Wu Ming reminded himself fiercely.

In the distance, a dense and gloomy forest entered the field of vision of the two, and behind the woods was the main peak mountain range, and the two of them unknowingly ran back to the vicinity of the main peak. Seeing the woods in front of him, Wu Ming's eyes lit up.

Not good!

Seeing that Wu Ming was about to rush into the woods, Lu Zili suddenly became a little anxious, the depths of this forest are intricate, the roots and branches are dense and overgrown with weeds, and the inside is damp and dark, it is a good place to hide, if Wu Ming is circling with him inside, with a few of them, they may not be able to find Wu Ming's trace after searching for three days and three nights.

"Stop!"

Lu Zili didn't care about the distance between him and Wu Ming at this time, he divided half of the true qi that controlled the dagger, and used the debut door to shrink, and walked three or four steps in a row, instantly shortening the distance between him and Wu Ming by more than half. At the same time, he continued to stab Wu Ming with a dagger, trying to force him to stop.

"Good opportunity."

Seeing that Lu Zili was really deceived, Wu Ming was overjoyed, he took a look at the distance between the two and found that the distance between the two had shortened from more than twenty steps to eight or nine steps. Immediately put away his escape posture, revealed his true face, and turned around and rushed towards Lu Zili with murderous anger.

Do you still have this trick?

Lu Zili saw that Wu Ming had repeated his old tricks and killed a horse pistol again, and he was about to retreat in fear, but before he could take a step, a wave of doubts came to his heart. The last time Wu Ming almost killed him at close range, it was because Wu Ming had a sharp stone blade as a weapon in his hand, plus a dagger that dodged his sneak attack from behind, so he could almost succeed in one blow. But now Wu Ming's hands are empty, and he has no time to find a suitable weapon when he escapes, and he knows the foundation of Wu Ming's swordsmanship, why is Wu Ming so arrogant and dares to come close to kill him again?

Isn't it Wu Ming's suspicious array? Pretending to rush up to fight for the death, in fact, when he was timid, he turned around and ran into the woods, right?

With such a thought in his life, Lu Zili didn't want to retreat, on the contrary, he took a few steps forward. It's no wonder that he would come up with such an idea, after all, Wu Ming is just a mortal, and he still wants to threaten the life of the monk again and again? Last time, I still had a decent weapon in my hand, but this time I simply went empty-handed, which is simply an insult to Lu Zili!

Why is he?

Lu Zili watched Wu Ming pull in the distance, and he was still thinking about this question in his mind.

Eight Steps...... Seven Steps...... Six Steps......

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and at this time, the dagger controlled by Lu Zili stabbed Wu Ming's body from behind like the previous time, but this time Lu Zili kept an eye on it, and the direction in which the dagger flew was intentionally offset forward, in order to block Wu Ming's way forward. No matter how you dodge, as long as you still want to move forward, you will be stabbed by a dagger!

The dagger was attached to the Taoist Gangqi, with Wu Ming's fragile mortal body, and he was stabbed and crippled.

The corners of Lu Zili's mouth hooked up a hint of a sinister smile, at this time Wu Ming had already rushed to a distance of about five and a half steps in front of him, but as long as Wu Ming advanced even an inch further, he would be killed by the dagger, and he concluded that Wu Ming would take the initiative to retreat next.

Unfortunately, things didn't happen as he thought.

Wu Ming kept rushing over for a second, directly ignoring the dagger that fell from the top of his head, seeing that the dagger was really going to stab him back and forth, but he saw him reach out and bite his fingertips, smearing a drop of blood on an emerald green jade plate on his waist. In an instant, the jade plate burst out with a burst of crystal light, and then without human control, the jade plate automatically flew into the sky from its waist and stopped the dagger covered with gangqi.

"Intermediate defensive artifacts?"

Lu Zili's face turned black, the beginner-level magic weapon will not fight the enemy independently without true qi, only the middle-level magic weapon above the middle level, dripping with the master's essence blood can automatically protect the master.

"He is worthy of being a prince and a prince." Lu Zili looked at the emerald jade card, his eyes were full of greed, and before he could think about how to swallow the spoils after killing Wu Ming, Wu Ming had already rushed to within five steps of him.

"Die!"

Within five steps, Wu Ming only said this one word, and stretched out two fingers at Lu Zili's eyebrows.

At this moment, a chill inexplicably rose, from the center of the eyebrows to the soles of the feet, and then spread throughout the body, making Lu Zili almost unable to move. The point between his eyebrows was even more stinging than ever, as if he had been stabbed through by a sharp weapon, and the pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate.

Vaguely, Lu Zili saw a small gray inch-long sword ejecting from between Wu Ming's fingers, as if it were a flash of shock, and then disappeared. The unprecedented sense of crisis prompted him to urge the last remaining talisman on his waist at the fastest speed in his life, blocking the position between his eyebrows.

The next moment, a small gray sword appeared half a finger's width in front of his forehead, and the tip of the sword was as close to the cinnabar on the talisman as it was on the talisman.

"Thorn", accompanied by a slight sound, the talisman that blocked Lu Zili's eyebrows was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground lightly. At the same time, the gray sword used all its strength and dissipated into the air.

The nameless sword intent was finally blocked by the talisman, and although he also cut off the talisman, he failed to touch Lu Zili even a little.

Lu Zili, who had escaped the catastrophe, did not have any surprise of escaping death, he just stood in place, repeating what he was talking about, until Wu Ming took two more steps in front of him, he raised his head tremblingly, and said with a puzzled look of disbelief: "Sword intent...... Condensation ...... Swordsman? ”

A total of six words, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Wu Ming frowned and looked at him, and said indifferently: "You don't have a match on you, right?" ”

Lu Zili's face changed greatly, he turned around and wanted to escape, but without taking a step, a red light shot into the back of his head like lightning, opened a thumb-thick hole in his head, and drilled out from between his eyebrows. Suddenly, blood gushed out like a pillar along with his brain, he opened his mouth, and fell to the ground in front of him.

Behind Wu Ming, the dagger that no one had envoy to the ground fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

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