Just when Zhang Ming was treating Cao Ying's injuries.

A maid of Ziyan Pavilion entered the door and said respectfully: "Master." Pavilion Master. The people below followed all the way, and the clue of the Broken Blade Knife had been broken. However, the killing monk has been targeted by us. ”

The woman in Zi Yan Pavilion is not strong in reaching out, but she is not weak in tracking and inquiring about news.

Cao Ying's eyes were slightly angry, and he forcibly got up and said, "Where are the people now?" ”

"In the Marriott Hotel in Wujiang District." The woman of Zi Yan Pavilion said in a low voice: "He is alone, the other people's minions have dispersed, and we have not inquired about those people." ”

When Cao Ying heard these news, he wanted to move, but his own injuries were not light, and his strength dissipated, so it was impossible to hunt down and kill the monk at this time.

Zhang Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Arrange the car, I'll take a look." ”

"The hosts. Probably a trap! Cao Ying said.

It is indeed possible to be a trap.

After all, the killing monk is a master of the heavenly list, and it is very likely that he was targeted by Zi Yan Ge on purpose.

But Zhang Ming was unwilling.

was bitten like this, even if the other party didn't take advantage of it, he didn't want to just forget it.

Zhang Ming got up and said, "It's okay, give me your sword, I may not be able to make a move, go and see it first." ”

After speaking, Zhang Ming put away Cao Ying's sword and went out.

Lin Wanxing and the others are all in Jingyuan, but Zhang Ming has nothing to worry about.

After all, there is Shen Moshan in this garden, unless many grandmasters come, it is impossible to move Lin Wanxing and the others.

The car outside is ready.

Half an hour later, Zhang Ming took a car to the front of the Gusu Marriott Hotel.

Outside the hotel.

A maid of Ziyan Pavilion got into the car and said respectfully: "Master." The killing monk was on the seventh floor, and a woman went in just now. However, the woman looked like an ordinary person, and she was supposed to be in the skin and meat business. ”

"Do you see the appearance of the killing monk?" Zhang Ming asked.

The maid of Ziyan Pavilion shook her head slightly and said, "We didn't dare to follow too closely, so we couldn't see it clearly." ”

I can't see clearly.

But Zhang Ming remembered the size of the killing monk.

"Isn't there anything else around?" Zhang Ming asked again.

The maid of Ziyan Pavilion shook her head lightly and said, "No other martial artists have been found at present. ”

Killing monks.

If this guy didn't find out that Zi Yan Pavilion's people were tracking, it could only be said that this person's heart was too big. I just went to chase and kill people, and as soon as I turned around, I entered the hotel to find a woman, and I didn't worry about the enemy coming to the door.

Zhang Ming lightly nodded his finger and lit a cigarette: "You guys wait for me outside, I'll go in and have a look." ”

Hotel lobby.

Zhang Ming went in with a cigarette in his mouth, and at the same time his eyes swept over the other people in the hall, but he found no trace of a martial artist.

Just when Zhang Ming walked into the elevator.

A crisp footstep appeared behind him.

An innocent woman in a dress grabbed Zhang Ming's arm and quipped: "Mr. Zhang is really bold, he will come to the door alone, and he is not afraid of being pitted?" ”

Zhang Ming's eyes changed slightly, and he was about to make a move, but he felt a somewhat familiar taste of the woman's breath.

"Oops. What do you mean by that? Want to kill me? I'm here to help you. The innocent woman whispered.

Zhang Ming listened to this sentence, and goosebumps all over his body.

"What the are you a man or a girl?" Zhang Ming glanced at the chest of the innocent woman, this woman looks innocent, but her figure is not youthful, the waves are stormy, and walking can make people feel seasick.

The woman in front of her is a thousand faces.

It's just that Zhang Ming really doesn't fit in, the first few times I saw this guy was a man, but when he turned around and met again, he actually became a woman.

Thousand Faces chuckled and said, "Wrongdoer, you can be whatever you want me to be." Didn't you men say it's the same when the lights are off? ”

I can't stand it.

Cao Ying's one, Zhang Ming can still withstand it, but this kind of thing in front of him, Zhang Ming is scared when he thinks about it.

"What are you going to help me? No, why are you helping me? You seem to be in the same league as these people, right? Zhang Ming asked coldly.

The elevator went to the seventh floor.

Thousand Faces snorted lightly, "Who said a gang?" I just took on a task. As for the reason why I helped you, it's not the time to tell you, and I'll tell you when you owe me an adult please. ”

Gift?

Zhang Ming casually threw the cigarette butt into the trash can on the side, and said, "Do you want me to owe you a favor?" Are you trying to save someone? ”

Senmian's body stiffened.

Apparently.

Zhang Ming was right.

"Let's do things first." Qianmian said softly: "The killing monk has a big taste, and he called a total of three women. ”

Called three in one breath.

Zhang Ming looked at Qianmian in amazement and said, "You are one of them?" ”

"yes." With a smile, he walked to the killing monk's room and knocked on the door.

Zhang Ming restrained the aura on his body.

The door opened.

When Zhang Ming saw the face of a bald man appear, the sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed and attacked. It's just that as soon as the sword was stabbed, the bald man retreated, and the figure of a woman was already in front of him.

The woman screamed.

Zhang Ming's hand shook, and the blade of the sword was like a snake, shaking the woman's neck, and stabbing towards the head of the killing monk again.

The killing monk took five or six steps back, picked up the long stick and swung it at Zhang Ming's long sword, and the first sword was blocked.

"Boy, why are you here? What about the little ladies of the Cao family? The killing monk sneered.

Zhang Ming's eyes were surprised, and he said, "You left a clue, just want to wait for her?" ”

"You think Lao Tzu is waiting for you?" The killing monk grinned and said: "That little lady has a good posture and a wild nature, Lao Tzu didn't play with her enough, so I specially left some clues and waited for her to come to the door." It's just that I didn't expect you kid to come to the door, but it's okay, killing you can be regarded as completing today's task, and money is indispensable. ”

This guy is completely crazy, and he left clues just to wait for Cao Ying.

However, the opponent's strength is also strong enough, and it is among the top of the heavenly list, which is enough to make the vast majority of martial artists on the rivers and lakes fearful.

Zhang Ming snorted coldly: "It seems that I disappointed you today, I am here to kill you." ”

"Just you?" The long stick in the hand of the killing monk was divided into two, and he looked at Zhang Ming and smiled disdainfully: "You think I am the same as the Broken Blade Swordman?" Today, if Lao Tzu hadn't seen the good looks of that little girl, Lao Tzu would have stoned her to death with a stick. ”

Not much to say.

The killing monk attacked Zhang Ming.

As the killing monk said, this guy did keep a hand before, and he didn't want to kill Cao Ying. Otherwise, with the current offensive, Zhang Ming asked himself that he might not have had time to inject Cao Ying before, and he was afraid that Cao Ying would have been stoned to death.

It's just that the killing monk also underestimated Zhang Ming.

Wudang Taiyi Xuanmen Sword.

The room was too narrow, and when Zhang Ming stepped back to the corridor, the sword in his hand suddenly changed his move, and he attacked the killing monk with a flickering silver light.

Taiyi Xuanmen Sword.

Wudang Taiyimen has a unique swordsmanship, which is both fast and slow, rigid and soft.

And the stick method of killing the monk is mainly fierce, Zhang Ming's swordsmanship is soft to overcome rigidity, plus Cao Ying's sword is originally a soft sword, and the blade turned into a snake letter and instantly stabbed the back of the killing monk's right hand and straight into the forearm.

"Ahh The killing monk screamed in pain.

Zhang Ming just shook his hand, and a large piece of flesh and blood on the back of the killing monk's right arm was scraped off.

"To be honest, you're not as strong as the Broken Blade. Otherwise, how could I leave you to Cao Ying? Zhang Ming commented, and attacked the killing monk again.

I was looked down upon.

The Killing Monk is not inferior to the Broken Blade Swordsman, but the width of the corridor is limited, and the long stick in the Killing Monk's hand has become two, and it is impossible to exert the full power of the stick method. The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, the sword faced the long stick, which was originally weak, but in this corridor, it was completely dissolved.

The killing monk said angrily: "You look down on Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu smashed your head today. ”

The killing monk was so angry that he attacked Zhang Ming, not caring about the injury on his right arm.

Zhang Ming fought and retreated, and avoided more than a dozen sticks of the killing monk in a row, and at the moment when the killing monk stopped in one breath, the long sword in Zhang Ming's hand shook, and the sword qi had already pierced the tendons of his left arm. The tendons of the hand were broken, and the long stick in the left hand of the killing monk fell to the ground, and he suddenly sobered up a little.

Not an opponent at all.

It should be said that he was completely restrained by the other party.

The killing monk was also very decisive, asking himself if he was invincible, turning around and running. The killing monk had just run a few steps, and when he saw the panicked woman on the edge of the corridor, he reached out and grabbed the woman, intending to use the woman's body to stop Zhang Ming, who was chasing behind.

It's just that the killing monk just stretched out his hand, but the panicked woman raised her hand, and a piece of white powder appeared.

The white powder was sprinkled on the face of the killing monk, and the killing monk's eyes suddenly stinged unbearably, and at the same time, he felt that his head was confused, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, and after struggling back and forth for a few times, he fainted.

"The master of the heavenly list, but that's it." Qianmian chuckled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhang Ming and said, "Let people get this guy out first, and then we will have a good conversation when we find a quiet place." ”

This guy doesn't seem to have much strength, but he has a lot of means.

Zhang Ming nodded, then made a phone call and asked the people below to come up and take away the killing monk.