"What a speed!"

Seeing the action of the long-haired monster, Wang Daoming sighed in his heart, but his left hand turned, not in a hurry, and directly put it on the monster's outstretched claws.

Winding silk, this is Wang Daoming in the mountains, an old Taoist stealing to learn martial arts, in order to learn this trick, he and the old Taoist fought five times, the last time in order to feel the strength of the silk, but also injured the arm, recuperated for two months.

In martial arts, Wang Daoming is a madman who is not afraid of anything!

If it is an ordinary person, or even a master whose martial arts are only one line worse than Wang Daoming, if he is entangled like this, he will definitely break his arm together.

But the monster's physique, Wang Daoming has seen it just now, and he used this trick, not to twist the monster's arm, but to borrow strength.

With the brute force on the monster's body, Wang Daoming flashed directly, and after dodging, Wang Daoming's mind suddenly mentioned the highest, and it was a spider treading water, and the powerful strength directly turned the green bricks on the soles of Wang Daoming's feet into powder.

With this force, Wang Daoming directly slammed into the door of the hall, which enshrined the tablets of Wang Daoming's parents, as well as a dark ancestral treasure knife!

The monster's physique is comparable to steel, if there is no weapon, Wang Daoming has no chance of winning, but if he has a knife in his hand, his lethality can be increased by ten times, and he may not be able to cut the monster under the knife.

Take the knife and draw the knife, the knife light is like water, in the crimson moonlight, flashing with a cold and strange luster, just this moment, the long-haired monster has chased over.

"Good knives!"

Feeling the touch transmitted from the knife, as well as the thoughts on the knife, Wang Daoming praised it in his heart.

To distinguish the quality of a weapon, the appearance and material are only one aspect, and the more important thing is God, which is a kind of divine and clear thing, and it is difficult to understand it without a certain realm.

As far as Wang Daoming is concerned, there have been real strong people who have used this knife, so that this knife still retains some of the spiritual thoughts of that strong man today.

Spiritual ideas are a mysterious and mysterious statement, and if we put it in a scientific way, it is the infection of the magnetic field of life, just like a magnet assimilating ordinary steel into a magnet.

"Ding Dong!"

Wang Daoming swung his knife and collided head-on with the monster, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and sparks flew everywhere.

The monster's body, like real steel, was in the place where the blades collided, and it actually stirred up a burst of fire.

But the long knife is not without any effect, Wang Daoming's knife is very fast, and it sticks and goes, never giving the monster the slightest chance, and soon there will be shallow traces on the monster's body.

The effect of the skill was expressed to the extreme at this moment, if it weren't for the monster's physique being too strong, I am afraid that he would have died under Wang Daoming's knife.

"Roar!"

The monster was in pain, becoming more and more crazy, the earth and stones were splashed, the green bricks on the ground were trampled by the monster, and huge potholes appeared on the originally flat earth.

This is destined to be a protracted battle, Wang Daoming is very calm, he is waiting, waiting for a chance to win with one blow, he does not believe that this monster will never get tired.

The sword light is like a waterfall, as if it will never stop.

But the next moment, all the sword light suddenly disappeared, and a blood-colored rainbow suddenly appeared in the void, as if it had absorbed all the brilliance in the void.

The knife is like a rainbow, with the momentum of opening the world, as if it is a giant who has woken up from the darkness, fighting for the first line of heaven and earth, and is bound to split a bright future!

A silver lining! This is the secret knife technique in the legendary Bajiquan, and some people even say that this move does not exist at all, but now, this knife is reproduced in the hands of Wang Daoming!

However, this knife is not a line of heaven in Bajiquan, but a martial art created by Wang Daoming after crossing Mount Everest on foot with flesh and blood, seeing the line between heaven and earth, and grasping the spiritual opportunity in the underworld.

Wang Daoming's spirit and divine will have reached the apex in this knife, this is the courage to compete with heaven and earth, the intention to open the line of heaven and earth, ups and downs, unstoppable!

The long knife in Wang Daoming's hand pushed out, it was pushed, first stabbed the monster's eyes, then directly pushed in, and finally directly pierced the monster's extremely hard skull and pierced through the back of the head.

The bones of monsters are not much harder than skin, this is the conclusion that Wang Daoming has reached.

With this blow, the monster directly stopped moving, and Wang Daoming was sweating profusely, and the 48,000 pores of his body were all steaming out of mist, and the amazing heat emanated from him, as if it was a big steamer.

"Where the hell did this monster come from?! Could it be related to Zhang Minghong's faction?! ”

"No, Zhang Minghong can't send someone to kill me in advance for the title deed of the martial arts hall!"

Wang Daoming gasped, this last knife was a great burden on him, although it was only a knife, but the consumption of him was no less than a big battle with a master.

"Indeed, boy, let me die!"

A voice with anger suddenly sounded, and then a young man with handsome eyebrows, wearing a slim tuxedo, and a little evil on his face, suddenly appeared not far from Wang Daoming.

This person is Zhang Minghong, the culprit of persecuting himself and Wang Luoli, seeing Zhang Minghong suddenly appear, Wang Daoming's pupils shrank slightly.

It wasn't that he was afraid of this person, but with his martial arts master's consciousness, he didn't even find out how Zhang Minghong appeared

Just like the monster just now, it's very weird.

At this time, Wang Daoming had vaguely noticed something unusual, but before he could think about it, Zhang Minghong had already walked towards Wang Daoming.

Zhang Minghong is a good kung fu, the bone marrow is full, the bones are as solid as gold, and the strength of thousands of catties is far stronger than Wang Daoming's current strength.

After stepping out of the knife, after a dodge, Wang Daoming had already appeared behind Zhang Minghong, and a blood-colored thin line appeared on Zhang Minghong's neck, and then the blood gushed like a spring, directly spraying Zhang Xu Gao and spilling all over the ground.

Zhang Minghong is just flesh and blood, not an invulnerable monster, with the consciousness of Wang Daoming's martial arts master, he is still holding a knife, and it is far easier to kill him than to kill a monster.

Of course, this is the case of holding a knife, if there is no knife in your hand, in the case of too large a difference in strength, the final victory or defeat is not yet known.

"Could it be a fantasy here, when is it?!"

solved Zhang Minghong, Wang Daoming suddenly thought of the key to the matter, whether it was the long-haired monster or Zhang Minghong, it was only when he thought about it that he appeared.

Thinking of this, Wang Daoming subconsciously wanted to keep his mind, but there was a strong will in the dark that affected his thoughts, making him cranky.

In an instant, a figure appeared unrestricted, including Wang Daoming's friends and enemies, both in the past life and in this life.

"It's fake, it's all an illusion!"

"Kill, kill, kill whoever messes with my heart can be killed!"

Seeing his former friends and enemies approaching him, Wang Daoming's eyes flashed with a kind of demonic nature.

The corpses of the long knife are all over the field, and Wang Daoming is bound to kill a clear mind and a bright one.

But with the passage of time, Wang Daoming's heart has not returned to clarity but has fallen deeper and deeper, falling into a crazy trend, if it continues, Wang Daoming must be a sane ending, Wang Daoming also perceived the crisis, but he was powerless to change.

At this time, no one noticed that as Wang Daoming's mind fell into madness, a mysterious mark on his left arm became hotter and hotter, and purple brilliance circulated on the mark, making it more and more bizarre.

In his consciousness, Wang Daoming fell into an eternal battle, and the mysterious power was like a swamp, so that the more Wang Daoming struggled, the deeper he sank, but even if he didn't struggle, he would definitely end up being engulfed.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Daoming's consciousness was already on the verge of collapse, and at this moment, the phantom of a huge ship suddenly flew out of the mysterious imprint and landed in the depths of Wang Daoming's consciousness.

The giant wheel rotated, and then a humanoid phantom appeared in the giant wheel to perform martial arts, and each blow had the artistic conception of opening the heavens to suppress the wheel of life and death!

"Boom!"

In an instant, Wang Daoming, who was about to indulge, grabbed this sudden life-saving straw, and directly blasted open the prison of his consciousness with the artistic conception of reincarnation of life and death!

Opening his eyes, Wang Daoming sat up directly from the bed, and what he saw was his room, everything was the same as before, and the weirdness just now seemed to have never appeared.

The only thing that is different from his impression is that at some point, there is a young man next to his bed who is wearing a dark robe, with long hair like snow, and a handsome face like a demon!