There was a wind in the forest, and the air flow blew the black hair on the young man's forehead with the coolness of the night, and a few drops of sweat were blown to the ground by the wind, Yang Ming gasped, because he continuously urged Qianhong and cast a spirit rhino, the Wu Yao in his body had been exhausted, so the speed slowed down, and Zhu Hai chased him up in one breath.

Facing Zhu Hai's stunned expression, the young man was quite proud, and said: "My name for this move is Lingxi, if it is an uncle's moment, how can you catch up." ”

"Lingxi?" Zhu Hai still couldn't believe and asked, "I don't care what the name is?" Turning into light, this can only be done by the Pangu Mirror, can you also use the Pangu Mirror?"

The young man raised his head, his small face was not afraid of the other party at all, and he said, "Uncle gave me his thousand rainbows, of course I can use it." If I hadn't only studied for three days and couldn't use Qianhong proficiently, you wouldn't have tried to catch up with me. ”

"Three days?" Hearing this, Zhu Hai was even more stunned, he could use the Pangu Mirror in just three days, Qianhong, it was simply a fantasy, even the most braggart person on the mainland would not dare to say such a big thing, "I don't believe it, how can you be a yellow-haired boy who can use Qianhong in three days?"

"I don't care if you believe it or not, it's three days anyway. The young man replied that he did not admit defeat, perhaps in order to further stimulate the other party, Yang Ming silently muttered in his heart, Qianhong.

The mind is born, and a thousand rainbows appear.

A pure and flawless mirror appeared in front of the boy like an elf.

Although it is only a crystal, it emits the purest light in the world, and there is no doubt that this is indeed the Pangu Mirror.

Looking at Qianhong, Zhu Hai fell into the abyss of horror and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Yang Ming took the opportunity to urge Qianhong, and silently thought in his heart,

"Qianhong, turn into light. ”

Yang Ming wants to use his spirit and escape from here. However, Qianhong only flashed brightly, and in the next moment, it disappeared, leaving the young man standing in place, and the breath in his chest was unsettled.

"Oh no, Wu Yao is exhausted and can't use his spirit rhino anymore. "Although the young dragon's dragon source vein can continue to absorb Wu Yao from the outside world, but it can't withstand Qianhong's consumption, if Yang Ming's dragon source vein is a rich man who is constantly accumulating wealth, then Qianhong is a loser who spends money lavishly, and after a few expenses, the wealth of Wu Yao, which Long Yuanmai has worked hard to absorb, has been completely defeated.

Looking at the young man's predicament, Zhu Hai laughed, "Boy, let's count what you said is true, but now that you are exhausted Wu Yao, I'm afraid you won't even be able to release your mental image." Tell me honestly, where is Wu Jian, and where is the world, maybe I can spare you from dying. ”

After the threatening words were spoken, Zhu Hai's eyes also became cold, like a dagger, flashing with cold light.

Faced with the threat of death, the young man was scared in his heart, but he still tried his best to calm down, and then replied: "Uncle has already left with the pill, and I don't know where he went." ”

"Gone?" Zhu Hai obviously didn't believe Yang Ming's words, "Boy, I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, do you know who I am, I'm a Yama ghost, I can kill you with just a finger." ”

Since words can't threaten the boy, the only way to do this is to make him suffer.

Zhu Hai finished speaking coldly, and then raised the fingers of his right hand, the flag sail moved slightly, and the air flow was led again, flying behind Zhu Hai, and the ground under his feet was swept up by the strong wind, like a huge scythe cutting through a deep ravine, rushing towards the young man.

Yang Ming realized that the sickle-like wind blade was coming towards him, and he wanted to dodge, but the speed of the wind was faster, and before he could make the action of escaping, Yang Ming only saw that the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and a sharp wind blade, like the huge sharp claws of a beast, slashed in front of him, and the young man's whole body was held hostage by the huge wind, and he hit the big tree behind him, and with a bang, the tree shook, and a leaf fell on the ground.

Immediately, a mouthful of Yang Ming's blood gushed out, and a long and terrifying blood mark also appeared on his body, and the blood instantly soaked through his clothes.

Obviously, his consciousness sensed the speed of the wind in advance, but his body couldn't dodge it, if he could use his spirit rhino, the young man was confident that he would be able to dodge, but Yang Ming no longer had any extra Wu Yao.

"How is it? Now do you think where Wu Jian went?" asked Zhu Hai with a sneer.

Yang Ming leaned on the trunk of the tree, his consciousness began to be a little sluggish, and his chest ached, but the young man still said to Zhu Hai mockingly: "Hmph, is this what you can do? Hehehe, the uncle's sharp finger is much stronger than yours." ”

The provocative words made Zhu Hai annoyed, his temples were beating faintly, and his face was much more gloomy, "Good boy, your mouth is quite hard, I'll see how long you can hold on." ”

As soon as the words fell, several strong winds struck from behind Zhu Hai cutting the ground, like sharp daggers, cutting through the young man's skin, chest, lower abdomen, arms, thighs, and cheeks one after another...... The wind coldly and cruelly cut through Yang Ming's muscles, the flesh and blood were exposed, every inch of skin in his body was painful, the excessive pain was like a deadly venom, injected into his body, and then, this pain became a paralyzing feeling, Yang Ming felt that his body gradually lost consciousness, as if life was passing little by little.

Smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, Zhu Hai's eyes became intense, the smell of blood aroused his desire to be a killer, Zhu Hai licked his lips, he looked like a beast, no, it should be a hungry ghost, and the desire to kill slowly jumped in his heart.

After a long sniff of the air, Zhu Hai enjoyed the taste of blood, as if he was intoxicated by the charming fragrance of flowers, "Boy, shed more blood, let me enjoy it longer, hahaha......"

Unable to endure watching everything any longer, Zu Ze appeared, "Young Master, if you continue like this, you will die." ”

Yang Mingqiang endured the pain, trying to keep himself awake, and he said in his heart: "Bear with it a little longer, now is not the time." ”

The boy didn't give up, he was waiting for the opportunity, the difference in strength was huge, he only had one chance, maybe he might turn defeat into victory, the boy was waiting for Zhu Hai to completely let down his guard, that is, when Zhu Hai was most careless, he would have a chance to kill with one blow.

For this, the boy must endure and wait, believing that the time has come...... He tried his best to keep the last bit of Wu Yao in his body, just now, the young man deliberately pretended that Wu Yao was exhausted, in fact, he still had a little Wu Yao left, and he could barely use the spirit rhino again.

In the forest, there was a sound similar to sharp metal cutting each other, this was the sound of the wind, the air was cut to pieces, Yang Ming leaned on the trunk of the tree, his eyes were scattered, blood flowed out of his body uncontrollably, staining the fallen leaves all over the ground, his physical strength and consciousness were almost close to the limit.

"Whoa—whoa—"

Every time the wind blade cuts, his body will be brought up, twitching, the distance between the young man and Zhu Hai is only ten meters, the land is cut by the wind beyond recognition, one crack after another, hideous and terrifying.

The boy closed his eyes, and without even the last strength to rely on, his body tilted and fell to the ground......

"Huh, are you dead?" Zhu Hai saw that the young man had lost consciousness, and urged the flag sail with his right hand, and the wind stopped. Haven't asked about the whereabouts of Wu Jian and Zai in the world, you can't just die like this, thinking like this, Zhu Hai walked over to Yang Ming.

The time has come, and now is the time.

Zuze, do it.

Yang Ming shouted to Zu Ze in his heart. Zu Ze had already made preparations, just waiting for Yang Ming's order, this was a plan that the young man and Zu Ze had planned a long time ago.

I saw Zu Ze put his right hand on his chest, and his left index finger pointed to the ground, chanting: "My company is rocky, and the ground is from my heart." Soil sinks. ”

Zu Ze is a sorcerer, and his sorcery can change the time and place, and what he is doing now is changing the terrain and making the land collapse.

Zhu Hai walked towards Yang Ming, and at this time, the ground under his left foot suddenly collapsed, and with one foot in the air, his left foot sank into the ground, and his body lost its balance.

It was at this time that Yang Ming seized the opportunity, he stood up, and his right hand was grasped out of thin air, and the broken sword immediately appeared in his hand, and a three-foot light blade was born on the outer edge of the broken sword.

Whispering in my heart, a thousand rainbows, and a spirit rhino.

In one go, Yang Ming instantly turned into light, although the speed of Yang Ming's spirit was not as fast as Wu Jian's moment, but fortunately, Zhu Hai did not use his full strength, the speed of his aura was still a little slower, and the young man passed through Zhu Hai's aura.

Zhu Hai's mental image, Qi Fan, can manipulate the direction of movement of the air flow at will, whenever Zhu Hai fights, the air flow will rotate at high speed, wrapping around his body, forming a cyclone shield with a radius of one meter, this is Zhu Hai's aura.

Zhu Hai's left foot had just been withdrawn from the ground, and his body had not fully regained his balance, Yang Ming had already appeared in front of him, and his right hand waved his sword, stabbing Zhu Hai's heart.

"Reverse scales. ”

This was Yang Ming's last full blow.

Seeing that the light blade was about to pierce Zhu Hai's heart, at this moment, the front end of the light blade seemed to touch something hard, and the sword was bounced open.

Yang Ming only felt that the tiger's mouth in his right hand was hot, and the sword was almost out of his hand, the young man was taken aback, and before he could see what the hard thing was, Zhu Hai saw Yang Ming, his eyes were suddenly sharp, and the flag sail in his right hand was pushed, and the aura around his body turned into a violent wind, and the powerful impact force pushed the young man out in an instant, and his body pulled out a trace of nearly ten meters on the ground, before he hit a big tree and stopped.

Another mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, and Yang Ming collapsed on the trunk of the tree with the last of his strength, which was his last blow just now, but failed. Wu Yao was completely consumed, and the sword in his right hand disappeared.

Yang Ming raised his head, he wanted to know what was blocking his attack in the end, his eyes looked at Zhu Hai's chest, but there was nothing. Is it not, or is it invisible? If not, is it an air current?

The moment Yang Ming rushed in front of Zhu Hai just now, he did hear a rapid wind sound in his chest, like a wind cave.

Zhu Hai looked at the young man, then pointed to his left eye, which was the place where Yang Ming had been stabbed, and said to Yang Ming: "Do you think I am unguarded against you? Last time, I was almost stabbed in the head by you. Although your strength is only at the mortal level, you have a straight stab at the point, and I have to guard against it. ”

"Before I fought you, I had moved the sails and manipulated the air currents around every vital part of my body, my heart, my throat, my forehead...... A small shield was formed, and your attack just hit the airflow in my heart. ”

Zhu Hai said, but he still felt a chill in his heart, if he hadn't prepared in advance, he would have been pierced through the heart and died in that moment just now. Zhu Hai's many years of experience as a killer, death often accompanies him, making his nerves very sensitive, and he is extremely cautious, even in the face of a twelve-year-old boy, he is also extremely vigilant.

Yes, the other party is just a twelve-year-old boy, and he can do this.

This boy is not simple. First of all, he deliberately showed the illusion that he had exhausted Wu Yao in front of Zhu Hai, which made Zhu Hai careless, but in fact, he still had the last trace of Wu Yao in his body as the final fatal blow. Then, he endured Zhu Hai's tragic attacks again and again, and did not rush to make a move, but waited until Zhu Hai completely relaxed his guard. What's more, in the face of an enemy with a huge disparity in strength, if he was a different person and still had strength left in his body, he would definitely choose to run away decisively, but the boy did not run away, he chose to use the last Wu Yao, a fight to the death, he even thought about killing this enemy, even if the other party was a Yama ghost, even if the strength was more than ten times different, the young man was not afraid.

His patience, his strategy, and his courage are far beyond his peers, and people can't help but admire.

Zhu Hai looked at the young man in front of him again, his eyes changed, no longer a kind of contempt for looking at the yellow-haired boy, but a kind of caution and appreciation like a wary opponent, at this moment, Zhu Hai regarded the young man as an opponent, not a twelve-year-old child.

Completely lost, I didn't expect Zhu Hai to be so cautious, Yang Ming didn't have the slightest resentment in his heart, it was impossible for him to defeat such an enemy.

The boy stood up with his back against the trunk of the tree, he didn't want to die cowardly, and if he really died, he also had to stand and die with dignity.

The young man died to the end, but his face did not change, which made Zhu Hai moved his heart of compassion, many years of killer career, how many people begged before death, whether it was a stunning beauty or an elderly man, Zhu Hai never had mercy, he killed those people mercilessly, like a ghost without emotion.

However, in the face of the young man in front of him who almost killed him, Zhu Hai was tempted, this young man has talent, he can learn to use the Pangu Mirror in three days, and he has more mind and courage. Zhu Hai looked at the young man, as if he had found a piece of jade that was rare in the world, as long as he carved it a little, he would become a peerless jade.

Zhu Hai said to the young man, and his tone became much softener, "You are very talented, it would be a pity to kill you, as long as you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can spare your life." ”

The young man was first startled, and then sneered, "Hmph, my Yang Ming is a student of Jiang Guo's Martial Arts Academy, a national soldier of Jiang Guo, and a person who wants to become a general in the future, how can he be willing to fall and worship you as a ghost killer as a teacher." ”

Yang Ming rejected Zhu Hai without hesitation.

Hearing this, Zhu Hai's face was shocked, "General?"

Becoming a general of a country is also Zhu Hai's dream, but he was born in a family of guards, and under the inheritance rules of the hereditary system, he can only be a guard who guards the door. The dream of a general once inspired him, and when the dream was shattered, he killed his dream of being a general with his own hands.

Zhu Hai glanced at the young man's simple clothes and asked, "Looking at your appearance, you don't look like you are from a noble background?

"That's right, I'm a civilian. The boy replied, without a hint of inferiority in his tone.

"Hahahaha...... Zhu Hai looked up to the sky and laughed, "It's really a fool's dream that a mere civilian dares to dream of becoming a general." ”

This kind of mocking laughter, when he was in the Martial Arts Academy, Yang Ming had heard it many times, and he was used to it, the young man straightened up, raised his head, and said:

"A lot of people have laughed at me, they say that fate is determined by heaven, dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. The fate of birth is not good, I admit it, but I will never agree with the fate of the future, Jackie Chan becomes an insect, everything is up to me. ”

Looking at the resolute appearance of the young man, Zhu Hai sneered: "You can't even decide your own life now, how can you decide your future?"

The boy raised his head and smiled, "At least I still believe in my dreams and have worked hard for them." I'm not like you, I gave up my dreams, I deny myself, I think you are pitiful, even if I die today, but I still have dreams in my heart, I will not regret it, and I will not give up. ”

Life has an end, but people's dreams are infinite, and life cannot measure the length of dreams.