Chapter 139: Bingcang Swordsman Records IV.

Bingcang didn't deliberately speed up, nor did he deliberately go far, so he arrived at nightfall the next day, taking death with him.

After arriving, Bingcang released his perception with all his might, and explored the mountain villa in front of him that was entangled with resentment and demonic fire.

"It's pretty beautiful. Bingcang commented.

"There is no escape tunnel, there is a large underground cavity, and the ground includes servants, Zhuang soldiers, guards, guest qing, and the person with the deepest breath is also the person who is the center of the breath, probably the owner of the village, right?"

Bingcang sneered, no wonder the other party has been urging the goods recently, it turned out that they have run out......

"But it's okay!" Faced with such a scene, Bingcang gave this evaluation: "Hehe, you can try that trick, the indiscriminate point killing ability in complex terrain!"

"Flying Thunder God's Mutual Multiplication Gyro Technique!"

"Phew, that's wrong! That's the art of open terrain!"

Bingcang coughed lightly twice, explained to the empty surroundings, and then re-posed: "Anchor point, God does not leave a technique!"

Flash!Fighting Strike: Blade Change!Breathless Smashing!Secret Kiss......

Celestial Retribution, Herald of Heaven's Retribution, Flowing Clouds, White Tiger Reverse, Turning Breath, Suzaku Swimming, Turning Breath, Green Dragon Concealment, Turning Breath, Shura......

Bingcang walked towards the village gate, and every step he took was a mention, and when he reached the blocked gate, it was already inhuman!

Sou!

There was no warning, the guards lit the campfire, sounded the alarm, and the marksmen shot a sure arrow!

Bing Cang's left hand blurred for a moment, and twelve people shot this arrow, and at this time, there were also twelve people who were hit by arrows in their throats!

Two-finger vacuum handle...... It's wrong, it's to use the white tiger in reverse to the knife technique, use qi and ingenuity to block the arrow and reverse it, just play handsome, and you still have to be serious when you really meet a powerful archer.

For example, a certain gunlight master, his shooting warrior monk will be shot into a hole even if he is full strength, it can only be said that the weak boy is also strong now, there is a style, tsk!

Back to Bingcang.

This kind of ordinary marksman, at most, has a slight amount of energy, and he doesn't even have the level of the extraordinary five rings, and it's no problem for Bingcang to be handsome casually!

"If you don't open the door in the face of guests, your etiquette is not in place!"

Bingcang had already walked to the door, and in the face of the other party's closed-door behavior, Bingcang's return gift was......

The knife in the right hand is raised, and the door is opened in four steps! Lift the sword up, turn left with strength, twist the wrist and split, and swipe the sword to the right!

When there was a bang, the solid wood-clad iron nailed door was opened into a boxy hollow, and Bing Cangshi Shi Ran walked forward, as if it was just a pusher.

Bingcang stopped for the first time, stepped on the threshold with his left foot, and slightly probed to make a reconnaissance shape, but in fact, he spread out his perception and locked on to each target.

"A total of 134 people, scattered and scattered, concentrated at the front door, well, just take a minute. ”

After Bingcang finished speaking the arrogant declaration, he didn't wait for a certain guest who seemed to have a name and surname leading Zhuang Bing to speak, his eyes were sharp, his hands were tight, the anchor point was already fixed, and no one was left behind!

Brush.

Something seemed to have been cut, something seemed to have been cut off, but these had nothing to do with the people in the shonai, and the gentle knife had slashed through every place that needed to be crossed.

Without the luck to swing the knife, Bingcang just exerted his strength and ran towards each anchor point at a high speed, and it was just a moving technique...... It's true!

The neck in a position will pass by the blade, but it has nothing to do with the technique itself!

Call!

At the gate, the blurred figure was re-outlined, Bing Cang's right foot stepped on the threshold, and the dust was blown up again before it had fallen, and the opposite wind made the dust here tangled in where to drift.

The two knives of Bingcang had been sheathed, and the few unbound strands of hair danced forward in the windless land, adding to the play.

Bingcang was so deep in the mystery of pretending to be withdrawn, and he determined the time without opening his slightly closed eyes: "Well, sixty-three seconds, not skilled enough!"

However, there was no one around, no one gave applause or dead fish eyes, only Bingcang was intoxicated alone.

"Well, there's still a fire left to burn out this filth!"

Bing Cang touched it, there was no flint and fire fold, but Bing Cang would not be embarrassed, and his outstretched hand moved down and touched the hilt: "It's not bad to use the symphony of metal as the end of the sword village! It's a pity that I made it a knife!"

The twin knives are staggered, and the sound reverberates in the mountains, and the temperature of the sparks emitted is not afraid enough, the qi of the warrior monk is very versatile, and it is not impossible to heat or gather the fire gas, not to mention that there is a strange demonic fire gas gathered here, which is flammable and explosive!

Bing Cang didn't delve into the hidden thoughts, according to his meaning, this branch line ended as soon as possible, and he still had to tail the lonely swallow!

After igniting, out of the intention of the real man not to look back at the explosion, Bingcang decided...... Take a different hill and enjoy the firelight!

Well, in fact, there are also reasons for worrying about the fire burning the mountain, only a little, just a little!

"Qili! This fire is unexpectedly good! Doesn't the body consider giving us a brother and sister like Star Annihilation?"

Starweaver Dream: It's enough to have the stars who have died, how can the Flame of Destruction be as handsome as the cold of the frozen stars! That kind of force is too exaggerated!

"Tsk, it's clear that the red of the flame is an eternal aesthetic...... But when I came up with the name, I also subconsciously chose Bing Cang, could it be that our family really likes ice and hates fire?"

Huh? What about the Endless Heat, Blazing Sun?

Xing Canglan felt that he had found a blind spot, there were some problems with the identity of this sister, and there seemed to be some problems with herself, obviously she didn't choose any frost path, but she subconsciously ignored the more direct and rough flame, according to the perfect complementarity ring theorem, ice and fire are indispensable for cold and heat, and the truth should not be narrow, so Xing Yu is the embodiment of another existence that complements Xingweaving Dream? Similar to Su Ling and Su Mu, but there are differences......

Xing Canglan shook his head, these messy things belonged to the eldest brother, he was sure that the eldest brother had already guessed Xing Yu's identity, but he didn't tell his younger brothers. Hey?

Xing Canglan has discovered a blind spot again, why are all the incarnations since the eldest sister of the starry night a man? Although the indescribable gender is meaningless, is this tendency a manifestation of something? Or is it an omen?

"Bah, bah, what am I thinking about, it's ruining my viewing interest!"

"You say yes! Galen hiding in the grass!"

"Who is Galen?"

"The Three Brothers in the Grass...... Wait, it's you?"

Xing Canglan didn't pay special attention to the girl's breath, nor did he take the initiative to perceive it, so he actually ignored it!

Phew, shit ignore, obviously she has a talent for breath blocking, otherwise I would have figured out who she was even if I didn't mean it......! It's all behind me, and if I don't notice it, I'll be a legendary warrior monk!

"You, report your name!"

The embarrassed and bruised girl stubbornly raised her head: "My name is Chen Feng, you should report your own name before asking someone else's name!"

Bing Cang Yile: "Strange speaking logic...... You can call me Bingcang. ”

"I also have to answer your questions. Now that you've exchanged names, can you heal me?"

Bingcang preliminarily determined that the other party responded first and said the subject's speaking logic, and he knew his weaknesses very well, and did not respond with the so-called non-humble and non-arrogant way of speaking that actually made people angry.

The strong man asks: What's your name?

The weak are "neither humble nor arrogant": report their own before asking someone's name!

The strong are happy, crackling: name, gender, sexuality?

The weak man has a blue nose and swollen face, and quickly answers: so-and-so, male, male......

This is the result of the so-called neither humility nor arrogance, because it is indeed an unpleasant practice.

Of course, only those strong people who do not pay attention to "reason", are unwilling to maintain their superficial image, and their own rules trump everything else...... But to be honest, the strong are basically like this......

Therefore, Bingcang and Chen Feng chatted well, and used their qi healing ability to cooperate with Qi Zhuan Zhuansheng and Qi Zhuan Xuanwu Mian to simply heal each other's injuries and recover their energy, and then started a conversation between the strong and the weak, and quickly understood the situation.

"That is, you walked straight here? It's really amazing that you didn't get lost, you didn't faint, can you only say that the food provided by the four Nanling brothers is good?"

Bingcang squinted his eyes and complained, and then quickly changed the topic: "Then, please go back the way you came, or choose a random path to walk, I'll go first!"

The martial artist said that I have no feelings, your will does not matter at all in front of me, and my only subsidy is just a little bit of nourishing substances that are passed along the qi.

"Goodbye!"

Bingcang waved his hand casually, finding the right direction and leaving in an instant.

"What is a tragedy, it is better for the stars to be ruthless. ”

Bing Cang hummed lightly, the branch line brushed a wave, there was no experience at all, the follow-up task Bing Cang can be avoided, I don't want to make more trouble, just guard the line of the Black Flower Society, it doesn't need to be magnificent, just a little bit of turbulence, Bing Cang is not a mission maniac!

......

Needless to say, the girl's crying in the face of no man's land and the difficult way back, since she can walk once, there is naturally no shortage of a second time, and it seems that a girl with a talent for navigator and a sheltering aura will not die easily in such a place.

Yan returned to the gate of the city, and the warrior monk had been standing for a while.

"In the face of this noisy city, even if it's me, no, it's because I'm afraid of it...... It's not timid, it's just annoying. ”

The warrior monk calmly took a concave shape, but this time it was not a lonely self-amusement, and the girl who had just come out behind her stared at the dead fish eyes that had no teacher: "Why are you still here?"

Bingcang avoided talking about it: "Girl, I see your heart in my eyes, come and learn to cook with me...... Come and wander with me!"

The girl staggered over the ice and didn't look at it: "Who cares about you, I'd better go to this Yan Hui City to seek a way to survive by myself!"

The rejected warrior monk is not angry, but a little embarrassed, just a little!

"I'm staying in Azure Garden temporarily, come back to me if you make any progress!

The girl's back paused slightly, and continued to walk towards the city gate, although covered in bruises, but unhindered.

Bingcang shrugged his shoulders and walked into the city without showing his expression, into this world that made him extremely irritable.

"Yo, Mama hasn't slept yet!" Bingcang put on the most serious face, came to the most indecent place, and did something that did not conform to the first impression: "Do you still have my room for me?"

Mama's movements were stiff, and her familiar smile, which had been practiced tens of thousands of times, almost collapsed: "It's Bing Gongzi...... The room is still there, do you need to send some refreshments?"

"Well, trouble. ”

Bingcang turned around and put away his unique demure and arrogant temperament: "It needs to be transformed, that weird temperament will definitely be noticed by the martial artists here, so it needs to be replaced with a more natural aura shell...... Am I a matryoshka doll, and the shell ......"

Bing Cang, who returned to the room and came down alone, put the knife on the pillow, stretched his body relaxedly, tightened his perceptual domain, and began to accumulate daily meditation.