Before the fist arrived, the fist wind was like a sharp ice blade, stabbing Zhang Mingjun's face painfully.

At the same time, there is a raging whirlpool, stranglehold everything in front of you.

If this punch smashes into Zhang Mingjun's face, his handsome face, which has just become handsome, will be ruined, and it will be even more ugly than when he was black and thin before.

Zhang Mingjun's heart moved.

"Solution!"

The dragon beard sword in his hand, with a bang, turned into one hundred and eight silver, and a jade bone, buzzed, like a locust in the sky, and shot towards the acupoint of Ao Bo Zhou's body.

This sudden scene shocked Aobo's left fist, and all the true qi was concentrated in his right hand.

The true qi vortex in his right hand suddenly increased, like a powerful suction fan, attracting the silver needles in the sky, and the sound of clanging sounded, and all those silver needles actually stopped, including the dragon bone turned into jade.

This time it was Zhang Mingjun's turn to be shocked.

He desperately controlled the silver needle, trying to break free from the attraction, but the suction was really strong, and with a bang, all entered the whirlpool, spinning along the whirlpool.

The harder Zhang Mingjun worked, the faster the silver needle rotated along the whirlpool, and he couldn't break free at all, only the speed changed.

Seeing that he was in control of the situation, Aobo's face once again turned into a breezy and triumphant look.

"Boy, under the true qi cyclone, everything is a dog, stop making useless efforts, unless, you have a surprising trick, otherwise you will die!"

Zhang Mingjun's face was ugly.

Is this the power of a true cyclone? So powerful!

I was really lucky to win Yuwen Ji last time, but good luck doesn't come all the time!

What to do?

If he wants Zhang Mingjun to give up like this, he is absolutely unwilling!

From ten years ago, he didn't know what it was to give up! And they won't be tied back!

Zhang Mingjun suddenly thought of the scene where he pierced the dragon bone jade plate.

His one hundred and eight silver needles, although they were attracted by the true qi vortex, did not cut off contact with him.

It's just that it's affected by the Aobo vortex and runs along the vortex.

As long as he doesn't change the trajectory of his track, he can still control the silver needle!

In this case, why not take advantage of the trend and use the technique of qi to break through the shackles of the whirlpool?

Zhang Mingjun had just figured it out, and Aobo spoke again.

"Since you don't have a trick, don't struggle! Let me end it all! ”

He threw another punch and smashed it into Zhang Mingjun's face.

Zhang Mingjun snorted coldly.

"You think your vortex can really defuse all attacks, right? Everything is a dog, but it is just an arrogant joke! Break it for me! ”

With Zhang Mingjun's broken words, he finished speaking.

The emerald silver needle in the whirlpool, which had sucked the Strange Ice Heart Grass, suddenly slowed down, and the silver needles behind it, each one of them was a point faster than the one in front.

Under this fast and slow, there was a series of impacts.

One hundred and eight powers, continuous impacts, instantly gave the emerald silver needle a powerful power. With a snort, the turquoise silver needle pierced the whirlpool, like a carp jumping out of the water, and pierced into the big hole on Aobo's body.

The true qi in Aobo's body seemed to be closed as if the floodgates had been closed, and it stopped running in an instant.

The whirlpool in his hand vanished with a thud.

The one hundred and seven silver needles and dragon bones turned into dragon beard swords again and returned to Zhang Mingjun's hands.

"It's over!"

The dragon's beard sword shone brightly, as if it had an aura, spitting out the evil aura in his heart, flashing a beautiful arc in the void, and slashing diagonally towards Aobo's neck.

When Aobo saw this scene, his heart felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He tried to dodge, but his whole body was frozen and he couldn't move a bit.

He knew that the sharpness of the Dragon Whisker Sword, even his Cold Star Sword, had been cut in half, and his body would definitely not be able to resist it.

"It's over!"

Aobo sighed and closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the Dragonbeard Sword to split him in half.

At this moment, he felt a sudden lightness in his body, a pain in his chest, and he didn't feel it anymore.

"Is this what it feels like to be dead? Nothing special, huh? There was darkness all around, as if entering a pitch-black space. ”

While he was thinking wildly, a crisp voice sounded in his ears.

"You can't kill him!"

"Yuwen Ji?!"

When Aobo heard these three words, it was like an initiation, which made him unspeakably happy.

Yuwen Ji is the goddess in his heart, he wants her in his dreams, but he didn't expect to hear her name after he died.

"Hime, where are you? Are you here to meet me? ”

He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw a Hanfu beauty, standing next to him.

That beautiful appearance, it's not Yuwen Ji, who else can it be?

"Ji, is it really you? Come and let me hug! ”

Aobo said and hugged Yuwen Ji.

Yuwen Ji moved the lotus step lightly, and the long sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a thud, and the tip of the sword was already against his throat.

"Move again, I'll kill you!"

Aobo smiled and said, "Ji, I'm already dead, how can you kill me?" ”

The sword in Yuwen Ji's hand moved forward a point, piercing the skin at Aobo's Adam's apple.

Aobo was so frightened that he hurried back and touched his neck, which was already oozing blood, with a look of surprise.

"I, I'm not dead? I can still feel the pain. ”

He turned his head and saw that Zhang Mingjun was also beside him, and he was still in Luo Bin's villa, so he realized that it was Yuwen Ji who suddenly appeared and saved him.

Zhang Mingjun looked regretful.

He knew that in front of Yuwen Ji, if he wanted to kill this Aobo again, he was afraid that it would be impossible.

Judging from the speed at which she saved Aobo, her strength is still below Aobo.

The reason why the silver needle stabbed her last time was because she was careless.

Judging from the way she took out the silver needle from Aobo's body just now, this woman has fully studied the silver needle.

Under the trade-off, although Zhang Mingjun knew that there was no hope, he still couldn't help it and wanted to give it a try.

"Are you really going to stop me from killing him?"

Yuwen Ji glanced at Zhang Mingjun, a little complicated, and said softly: "He is the captain of the Hidden Law Enforcement Team, you can't kill him, otherwise-"

Zhang Mingjun's expression froze and said, "Otherwise, how about it?" ”

"Otherwise, the entire Hidden Family will hunt you down! At that time, you will have great ability, but you will also die. ”

Zhang Mingjun smiled.

"Sooner or later, will you be hunted down, is there a difference?"

A trace of worry flashed in Yuwen Ji's eyes, and she said again: "Didn't you come to save people?" People are inside, you go! It's better to be a day late than a day earlier! ”

Zhang Mingjun's heart moved.

Yuwen Ji is right.

A day later, his strength will increase by one point.

After today's battle, he has a new understanding of true qi.

Next time, maybe it won't be so embarrassing.

Looking at Yuwen Ji's special eyes, Zhang Mingjun was secretly surprised.

Yesterday, he secretly taught Yuwen Ji Yin Yang Hui Yuan Gong, just to get out of trouble, he didn't expect that Yin Yang Hui Yuan Gong was so powerful, so that Yu Wen Ji had an interest in him.

Yuwen Ji rescued Aobo from under his sword, purely for his good.

Come to think of this.

Where does Zhang Mingjun still insist.

"For your sake, I can spare him, but you have to give me back my silver needle!"

Yu Wenyan directly refused.

"No, this silver needle is my trophy, if you want it, ask me about this sword in my hand!"

Yuwen Ji said, directly flashing her sword.

Zhang Mingjun suddenly felt the pressure.

This Yuwen Ji seems to be determined to keep his silver needle secret.

Now, he's here to save people, and if you compare, who knows what's going to happen.

In order not to sleep long at night.

Zhang Mingjun had no choice but to take a step back.

After all, one less silver needle will not delay him to transform the dragon beard sword.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mingjun smiled slightly.

"Forget it, I don't want to fight you. Although I regard this silver needle as life, I am still willing to give it to a beautiful woman, and I will treat it as a love thing I give you! ”

Yuwen Ji's face turned red and scolded angrily: "You bastard! ”

"Bastard? If you don't want a silver needle, give it to me! ”

"Give you back a sword!"

Yuwen Ji was delicate, and the sword in her hand came out of its sheath with a bang, like a cheetah, and stabbed at Zhang Mingjun.

Zhang Mingjun smiled and greeted Yuwenji.

However, instead of using the Dragon Beard Sword, he used his chest to meet Yuwen Ji's sword.

Seeing that the sword was about to pierce Zhang Mingjun's chest, Yuwen Ji was startled, her arm shook hurriedly, and the sword suddenly bent, grazed Zhang Mingjun's chest, and passed through.

Yuwen Ji rubbed shoulders with him and scolded in a low voice: "Bastard, why don't you use your sword!" ”