The answer is no.

Of course Zhang San doesn't know swordsmanship, he is a cultivator, how can he have time to learn swordsmanship, let him farm It is estimated that Cheng Lingjing is much better, but it is simply fatal for him to dance the sword.

Countless thunder people held thunder swords in their hands, and at this time began to block the ring.

"Wait, Zhang San, your control has improved?" Cheng Lingjing blocked the onslaught of the ring, and asked at this time.

Although the thunder people wielded the thunder sword, they still couldn't completely protect them, and Zhang Sanwu's sword didn't have any rules at all.

"Probably...... Probably! Zhang San replied uncertainly.

He didn't know what was going on, a moment of thought had caused the current situation, these thunder people really contained much more thunder and lightning than a simple thunder sword.

In fact, the structure of these thunder people is very similar to the structure of his body, after all, the only reference he can refer to is himself.

"Then why don't you use these thunder people to form a wall in front of you, try to minimize the place where the opponent can attack, and attack the other party if you have the excess?" Cheng Lingjing asked.

Zhang San was stunned for a moment, and then found that Cheng Lingjing was right, now that the thunder people are so scattered, if they gather around, it will be even more difficult for the other party to attack.

He immediately controlled the thunder people to surround himself and Cheng Lingjing, and if the ring wanted to attack them, they had to attack these thunder people first, so that although their vision was gone, at the same time, the defensive circle formed by the thunder people was enough for them not to be afraid of the threat of the ring.

Seeing this scene, No. 32 frowned slightly, and the next moment countless rings attacked wildly, but the thunder sword plus the thunder man, the defense circle was very thick, even if the ring could cut the body of the thunder man, there was often a thunder man underneath.

As a peasant, and the kind of peasant who has less knowledge, Zhang San often thinks about how to defend first, and then counterattacks after defense.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and No. 32 faintly felt that something was wrong, and a thunderbolt fell in the next second, and No. 32 avoided it violently at the moment when the thunder and lightning struck, and at the same time used the ring to guide the thunder.

"Damn!"

Number 32 looked at the smoking ring and became angry.

Originally, he was still in the advantage, and he could kill Zhang San and Cheng Lingjing with a single move, but in a blink of an eye, Zhang San and Cheng Lingjing broke his advantage.

Thirty-two raised one hand, and countless rings quickly returned, and then Thirty-two shook his hand violently, and the rings turned into butterflies and returned to his hands.

"Dragonfly Cicada Wing Knife!"

The thirty-second hand pulled violently, and countless butterflies shattered into thin slices and quickly formed a transparent knife.

The knife is as thin as a cicada's wings, similar in shape to the wings of a dragonfly, giving people a rather fragile and sharp feeling.

The wings behind No. 32 were incited, and they appeared in front of Lei Ren in an instant, and the dragonfly cicada wing knife directly cut off Lei Ren, and the next moment stabbed straight at Cheng Lingjing.

He knew very well that if he wanted to kill Zhang San, he couldn't attack Zhang San.

Just a few attacks, Zhang San dodged the ring's attack with superhuman speed, because Zhang San's physique is similar to thunder and lightning, so Zhang San can reach a speed close to thunder and lightning when he moves.

Because of this, attacking Zhang San is not as good as attacking Cheng Lingjing.

Cheng Lingjing's reaction was not slow, as a monk, she could be said to be quick-witted and ingenious, and when she found that No. 32 broke through the Thunderman's defense and attacked, she quickly held down the hilt of the sword with her hand.

But that's all there is to it, her speed is not at the same level as the speed of No. 32, and no one in this world can keep up with No. 32's speed except Zhang San.

Her hand had just touched the hilt of her sword, but the knife of number thirty-two had already slashed in front of her, only a thumb's distance from the center of her eyebrows.

Although her body couldn't react, Cheng Lingjing still realized that she was about to be hit, and from the fact that this knife could easily cut through Lei Ren, she knew that her physical strength was not enough to defend against this knife.

At this time, Zhang San raised his head, and his palm was pierced in an instant, but Zhang San used his fingers to grab the blade of the dragonfly cicada wing knife, and he almost touched Cheng Lingjing, but the knife stopped.

"Don't think about making a move on Fairy Cheng!" Zhang San felt a burning pain in his soul, and roared with a distorted face.

No. 32 stepped back instantly, and the dragonfly cicada wing knife was easily pulled out of Zhang San's palm, only to see that Zhang San's palm not only did not recover this time, but also had the feeling of thunder and lightning leaking.

"It's really affectionate and righteous, but don't you think your body can recover? Let me tell you, my knife is called the Dragonfly Cicada Wing Knife, even atoms can be easily cut, your body is just a molecular composition, as long as you are slashed by my knife, then you will never want to recover, you have the ability to continue to use your body to resist my attacks! No. 32 said with a sneer, and after finishing speaking, he gently waved the dragonfly cicada wing knife, and the space seemed to produce ripples, distorting people's vision.

Cheng Lingjing was shocked when she heard this, looked at Zhang San's hand, and sure enough, it was still slowly escaping, obviously the one on the 32nd had injured Zhang San, and it was a serious injury.

"Zhang San, don't worry about me!" Cheng Lingjing immediately said seriously to Zhang San.

Zhang San shook his head and said, "No! ”

"It's really affectionate and righteous, it's so touching." Number Thirty-Two sneered.

Zhang San and Cheng Lingjing together are too advantageous for No. 32, Zhang San's speed really shocked him, but as long as Cheng Lingjing drags Zhang San down, Zhang San can't give full play to his speed advantage.

Originally, No. 32 belonged to the fast-attacking Zerg elite, unless Zhang San's speed was exerted, he would only be beaten, and No. 32 would like to be like this.

In fact, Zhang San really only had one thought at this time, and that was pain!

This kind of pain is completely different from other pains, even when he accidentally fell into the hunter's trap foot when he went up the mountain, it didn't hurt so much, even if he was bitten by a snake, it didn't hurt so much.

The pain of the soul will be remembered forever!

If Zhang San hadn't been in front of Cheng Lingjing, he would probably have cried out in pain, because there was a woman he loved behind him, so he could be so strong.

This truth tells us that men should get married early, and only when they are married will they burst out of their passion for their careers......

Well, that's a digression.

Zhang San is indeed braver than ever at this moment, and he already has the courage to make a desperate bet.

"That devil is too fast, and it is specifically aimed at Fairy Cheng, I have to pay attention to his shots, and the knife is so sharp, I can't stop it at all, what should I do?" Zhang San's brain couldn't calm down at all.

But people are always forced out, and he remembered the pigpen of Lao Wang's family at this time.

Lao Wang is Zhang San's neighbor, much older than Zhang San's, but he has always been alone, every time someone teases him, he always smiles and lets everyone laugh.

However, Lao Wang is very good to Zhang San, every time he kills a pig, he secretly cooks pig blood for Zhang San to eat, Zhang San ate a lot of pig blood when he was a child, so he is taller than other young men in the village.

Well, it's a digression again.

Zhang San thought of Lao Wang at this time, and it was because Lao Wang had done something with a nail rake in the pigpen.

I don't know why that year, Lao Wang offended Lao Chen at the end of the village, Lao Chen was about to beat Lao Wang with a stick, and Lao Wang used a nail rake to frame Lao Chen's stick.

Zhang San's eyes gradually lit up, and he seemed to understand what to do.

A nail rake composed of thunder and lightning instantly condensed in his hand, and both No. 32 and Cheng Lingjing were stunned for a moment.

Nail rake?

Cheng Lingjing didn't expect Zhang San to come up with such a weapon, and why did Zhang San want to nail a rake?

And No. 32 couldn't help laughing, he looked at Zhang San and said with a smile: "It's really worthy of being the strangest creature, a male human...... Is your brain full of feces and reproduction? ”

"Hmph, if you have the ability, come over and see if I don't beat you!" Zhang San held the nail rake in both hands and said seriously.

No. 32 showed a sneer, and the next moment he accelerated violently, directly pounced on Cheng Lingjing, and the next moment the dragonfly cicada wing knife stabbed directly into Cheng Lingjing's throat, but Zhang San had already prepared, and the nail rake stretched out violently, just stuck the blade of the dragonfly cicada wing knife.

Zhang San exerted his strength, and No. 32 was immediately thrown out.

"Heavenly Punishment Thunder Sword Technique!"

Zhang San took the opportunity to roar, and all the thunder people turned around and threw the thunder sword in their hand at No. 32.

The dense thunder sword fell like rain, and No. 32's face tightened, and then he frantically waved the dragonfly cicada wing knife.

I have to say that the speed of the Dragonfly Cicada Wing Knife is very fast, and the front of the Thunder Sword and the Dragonfly Cicada Wing Knife cannot be compared at all, and the Thunder Sword touches the Dragonfly Cicada Wing Knife and is cut off in an instant.

"Thunder Fire Stone Zen Technique"

Cheng Lingjing is not a vase, although she has always been treated as a vase before the 32nd, but I have to say that Cheng Lingjing's grasp of the timing is very accurate.

When Thirty-Two couldn't take care of anything else, she brazenly unleashed her strongest spell.

Thunder and flint Zen.

This is a very complex move, with a total of three attributes, with strong explosive power, attack power, and sustained power.

In an instant, a flaming oval meteorite smashed into No. 32, and No. 32 saw the meteorite flying and immediately slashed out.

But in order to defend against this Thunder Fire Stone Zen Technique, his back was immediately pierced by the Thunder Sword.

The sword pierced his lungs, and a mouthful of green blood spurted out, and he had no idea that he was being injured.

In his opinion, his mission was the easiest of all the Zerg elites, but he was injured.

He wanted to say that it was all just a dream, and he couldn't believe he was being stabbed.

What a shame!

"Bastards, miscellaneous, mongrel, garbage, brutes, ......"

In an instant, Thirty-two's mouth spewed out countless cursed words, and at the same time, his originally handsome appearance quickly turned black, and the whole person looked extremely terrifying.

Thirty-two's body was covered with black-green carapaces, which were also highlighted by green tendons, and his eyes were quickly covered by compound eyes, and dense red dots appeared on his skin.

This is the true form of the Thirty-Two.