"You have a chance to make a move, and you don't want to do it?" Zhang Lingdao took out the sword by himself, soothed the sword with his eyes, saw the end from the beginning, and said lightly.

"Ignorant child, take your life!" How could the other party have suffered such humiliation? The anger in his eyes can almost burn through the person in front of him, if this is a spiritual power that can be transformed into a substantial world, I am afraid that the person in front of him has already been burned through by him many times.

It's a pity that in such a martial arts world, anger can't be turned into his own strength, Zhang Lingdao glanced at him with deep eyes, looking at the brush that was already about to poke in front of him.

A power full of anger reached him, a similar force that he had known before, but the person he knew was neutral and peaceful, full of all kinds of charms that made people sigh.

And this guy in front of him really made him feel a little disgusted, this power was full of anger and strong desire, as if he was not seeing a person now, but an insatiable desire machine.

Only such a person will be sent here, as a guard, he will probably not leave much in his heart except for the person who controls him.

Zhang Lingdao shook his head in disappointment, and at this time, the pen in front of him popped out a thick red gas, which seemed to have been stored in it a long time ago, waiting for others to be negligent and suddenly released, thus causing the effect of attacking him unprepared.

"What's the use of this kind of trick in a real battle?" Zhang Lingdao has long passed, the kind of time when you need to rely on drugs or other things to expel toxins.

Except for the five poisonous poisons, or other strange poisons in the world that are difficult to find, there is no poison at all, and it can enter his body.

Even the world-renowned Qinglong is desperately scattered, unless he is fed mouth-to-mouth, otherwise it is impossible to cause any adverse effects.

He shook his head in disappointment, expecting this guy to surprise him, and it seemed that it was just his own wishful thinking.

Zhang Lingdao is out of the sword after all, although the mastery of true martial arts is still the best martial arts he has practiced, it does not mean that he has no attainments in light swords, which is of course impossible.

"Report your name, although the martial arts are not very good, it is best to leave a little final news in the rivers and lakes!" Zhang Lingdao suddenly thought of some things he had thought of before and decided to put them into reality.

This was originally a very realistic thing, especially after Zhang Lingdao had already put the sword on his neck, the sharp edge on the tip of the sword could even make his skin tremble slightly.

"Me? Liao Ming is also! This person's face was still unruly, as if he didn't care about his life and death, but he still obediently said his name.

"Liao Ming, right? I remembered! "Zhang Lingdao respects anyone who relies on his own ability to cultivate to the innate level.

Tiantian is not a very easy realm to reach, even under the indoctrination of this kind of resource, it took a lot of energy to reach this realm, even if the positions of the two sides are different, this kind of persistence and perseverance still needs to be respected.

It is especially suitable for the current mature martial arts realm, and the people who take the road of Confucianism are very rare, and there are naturally very few people who can rely on this rare perseverance and combat effectiveness to reach this realm.

Those scholars with low eyes and low skills rarely want to rely on their own perseverance to cultivate, they are originally high-ranking figures, so why do they need to experience the life of those ordinary people in the rivers and lakes?

Liao Ming closed his eyes happily, his skills are not as good as others, only death, Zhang Lingdao will never have the kindness of those women again, and it is even more impossible to wait for the other party's earth-shattering opportunity to turn the tables, and go down with a happy sword, that is, the corpse is separated.

There are not so many fancy things in the rivers and lakes, or other things, it is originally your sword and my sword, if your sword hits, I will die, and if your sword misses you, you will die.

You have a sword, I have a sword, just like this for twenty or thirty minutes, you should be playing a game?

A sword slashed to the head, jumping like a nobody, I'm sorry, this is not the era of anti-Japanese dramas where heroes are all over the sky, here is the rivers and lakes where people may die if they move casually!

Zhang Lingdao looked at the Vientiane Gate people who were scattering and fleeing, and knew that his whereabouts could no longer be hidden, but he didn't just prepare the car eye like this, anyway, he had been running over there, and the other party's plan was always being implemented, it was just fast or slow.

He was more curious about the fact that there were so many roads to Ninghai, why did the other party set up an obstacle here?

Could it be that someone knew that he would pass this way? Zhang Lingdao suddenly turned his head and groped carefully on Liao Ming's body, in addition to some small pieces of silver taels and basic martial arts cheats, he also turned to a map.

This map was different from the ordinary Dongyue map he had obtained before, and what was written on this map was a lot of secret passages that did not appear in front of ordinary people at all.

He finally understood why this person was staying in this area where birds don't, maybe it wasn't himself who was in the way, but anyone who knew about this secret passage and wanted to go to Ninghai from this secret passage.

He could see that in addition to the road that was going around the mountain and going from the sea to Ninghai Town, there was also a road that ran from the ridge to Ninghai in a straight line.

This road is of course much closer than the previous road, and it is very steep and dangerous, in addition to passing through a ridge path that is almost like a sheep's intestine, you also need to pass through a valley-like road.

That ridge-like path is almost the burial place of all those who are not good at light work, and if you want to pass through that road, there is no extremely high light skill, basically putting your life in the hands of God.

And the valley is on both sides of the high cliffs, which is the best place to ambush people, and there are no top masters to ambush, but ordinary caravans or sect teams, going from here, are basically sending their fate to the hearts of these ambushers.

It is indeed a steep place, but it can reduce your distance by 2/3, and it only takes one day to cross half of Dongyue and come to Ninghai.

How could Zhang Lingdao let go of such an opportunity? What if there is an ambush on the road? Strong self-confidence supported him, and he embarked on this path with indomitable progress.