"Waste, look for death." Bai Gu snorted coldly, his sword could be taken by anyone, and it was even more shameful for a waste to take it.

When the words of the hundred bones fell, they killed him.

Laugh at! If the ghostly figure froze, the Yin Wind Sword in Zhang Xing's hand rose horizontally at some point, and the hundred bones seemed to collide with each other, and it also hit his eyebrows accurately.

Is he going to die, or is he going to die under his own Yin Wind Sword, a waste...... The hundred bones were furious, but they were only the last consciousness, and their eyes were gloomy.

As the hundred bones fell, Zhang Xing stood on the battlefield.

Call! The wind rises, the murderous spirit howls, and the wind and clouds change.

Zhang Xing's eyes were indifferent, as if he had changed someone, and the Yin Feng Sword in his hand was alive.

His long hair was windless, his clothes were fluttering, and the boundless cold covered the battlefield, overpowering all the Nine Assassins.

The faces of the hundred hates changed, and the faces of the other assassins also changed, the leader of the hundred bones actually died, everything happened too fast, and no one could rescue him.

And now...... The atmosphere was even more oppressive.

"Who are you?" Bai Hate also held the Yin Wind Sword, stared at Zhang Xing, and walked solemnly.

"Damn it." Zhang Xing was indifferent.

Bai hated coldly, he moved when he said it, and the yin wind sword came out, and it was extremely cold.

Zhang Xing turned his head, flashed straight ahead, and collided in an instant.

Laugh at! Zhang Xing dived slightly at the last moment, accurately avoiding the vital point, and the sword of Bai Hate pierced his shoulder, by a fraction of a second, and his sword pierced Bai Hate's throat.

That's not all, the Yin Wind Sword circulated in his hand, it didn't stop at all, and it slashed again in an instant, flowing smoothly, and the arm holding the sword was directly broken.

First-class masters, life and death in an instant.

In a trance of hatred, he is also going to die? Who is the assassin in the end, ruthless enough, how can he be so accurate.

And this kid is more murderous than him, making him lose his heart? Delusion?

He was unwilling, he still had too many killing moves to use.

Bai Hate is too strong, too fast, too cold, it's not careless, go all out, Zhang Xing subconsciously chooses the most direct method.

The trance is not himself, only the endless killing intent, killing him upside down.

The Yin Wind Sword was full of evil qi, comparable to poison, and it was not so easy to dissolve, while the blood veins in Zhang Xing's body were active and quickly dissolved.

Hyaku's eyes widened at the last moment.

Zhang Xing swayed, he was not lightly injured, but his brows did not wrinkle, he casually pulled out the sword with his arm on his body, and turned to look at the young assassins.

The young assassin exclaimed, and the leader of the Hundred Hatreds was also dead.

"He can't do it, kill him."

"Kill." Zhang Xing was seriously injured, and he didn't look bad, but he ...... By the skin of one's teeth? It seems that both leaders have collided.

A group of people rushed to kill, and the murderous aura was connected, and there was no difference in the power of the first-class masters.

All of these assassins are not to be underestimated, and they are all ruthless people who can be attacked and killed by leapfrogging.

Zhang Xing faced it with a horizontal sword, no fear, only coldness.

The yin wind and sword roared, and the murderous aura was 30,000 miles...... The Yin Wind Sword is really alive, it seems that it should be his, only he can truly master it.

Zhang Xing can't fly, and those assassins fly and move.

Let you have all the bells and whistles, I will kill them with one sword, one will face you, and the two will fall.

Zhang Xing went straight into the murderous array.

The dust rises, the murderous aura is chaotic, the sword shadows are vertical and horizontal, the figures are flickering, and the demonic fog is heavy.

If it was really a demonic fog, Zhang Xing would bring a murderous hurricane to blow away all demonic fog.

He is still the original body, no internal force, at this moment the body is perfect, the sword skills are unparalleled, it can be described as superb, there is no skill to kill all.

The young assassins were unstable, and if they were murderous killers, this was really a killer.

The killing god was angry, and the three armies were changed.

Zhang Xing's movements are not fast, many assassins are faster than him, but he is more accurate and colder, and the Yin Wind Sword can always appear in unexpected places, and the accuracy is exactly the same.

The so-called murderous array, he seems to be walking in his back garden.

Those assassins were delusional about who was the master of the Great Array.

Under the murderous aura, there is no way to hide.

He didn't have a trace of superfluous action, killing one person with a sword, and the reality was much crueler, many times he didn't dodge, he didn't hide at all, and he was slightly injured in exchange for the greatest benefit.

There are fewer and fewer figures in Feiteng, and the Yin Wind Sword in Zhang Xing's hand appears anywhere in the formation at any time, transforming into cold light sword shadows everywhere.

After a while, the yin wind whispered, everything returned to tranquility, and only one person was standing, it was Zhang Xing.

He was covered in blood, his own, and his enemies.

He stood straight, his breath cold.

Slowly swaying his body a few times, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhang Xing's eyes were a little confused.

Seeing Lan Xiyue lying not far away, Zhang Xing walked quickly, his breath was unsteady, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again.

"Lady." Zhang Xing checked, the breath was a little weak, but the lady was strong, and she should be fine.

Trying to pick up the lady, Zhang Xing continued to sway, taking heavy steps and leaving.

Let's leave first.

In the wilderness, two figures ran by, and soon encountered.

The two of them turned their heads and ran, but soon stopped again, they recognized Zhang Xing, and even more recognized Lan Xiyue.

"Hey, big brother, it's that woman."

"She's injured and unconscious, haha."

"What are you waiting for, it's the best now, enjoy it, it's worth dying."

"Damn the Nine Assassins, damn the green wolves...... God is fair, our brothers escaped, and the good is coming. ”

The person who came was the Beiling Shuangsha, the two of them were very miserable, like lost dogs, as murderers, they had long been resentful and evil, and they broke out at this moment.

Zhang Xing didn't seem to see it, he walked with difficulty, barely let the lady fall, and tried to support the ground on one knee and put the lady down.

Carrying the Yin Wind Sword, he greeted the two indifferently.

Beiling Shuangsha, like the green wolf, is full of foul language, covets the lady many times, and has been injured by attacks, so he should have died a long time ago.

"Big brother, do you see it, this waste little white face is holding a sword, and he wants to find us desperately."

"Haha, I'm laughing to death."

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill, our brothers enjoy that woman together."

"Big brother, I suddenly have a new idea, let's abolish him first, let him see with his own eyes how we play."

"Good idea......

Zhang Xing was not in a good state, his steps were not fast, and he walked very hard, but he also came to it.

The yin wind moves, and the murderous air is cold.

The two of them were just about to make a move, and they all changed color, this felt too familiar, it was the Nine Shadows Assassin, how could it be?

Snort! The Yin Wind Sword flew like a flower, the forehand and backhand were staggered, the sword light was divided, the two screamed, and there were instant blood marks on their bodies.

They are separated from each other, wanting to join forces, they are the best at joining forces, and joining forces can block ordinary first-class, but at this moment, the wind is cold, they can't get together, obviously close at hand, everything is lost.

In an instant, the wrists of the two were severed, and the entire arm was connected.

"Ahhh......h Boy, I'll kill you. ”

"Spare your life, don't kill me...... anger quickly turned into fear, desperate begging for mercy, and came to an abrupt end.

How many swords they had been hit in an instant, their eyes were wide open, and they couldn't die anymore.

They regretted that they had escaped with all their lives, so why did they provoke this person, and they didn't understand why this person was more terrible than all the assassins they had ever seen.

Is this the woman they have always wanted to deal with? Knowing this, they wouldn't have come if they were killed, and they would have taken a detour when they saw it.

Zhang Xing leaned on his sword and knelt on the ground and gasped, blood gurgling from his mouth.

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