Chapter 113: Do you still want to continue pretending to be dead?

Seeing Qi Pingxiu angry, a subtle smile hung on the corner of Chen Zhaoming's mouth, and when he turned around, Zhaoming glanced at Zifeng and signaled him to hurry up to save people, and then left without looking back.

When Qi Pingxiu came to the ground, the whole room was empty, there was no figure, the charcoal fire in the furnace was dim, the barbecue on the shelf was already scorched, the cold wind blew, and the gloomy and lonely colors were in a trance Qi Pingxiu's eyes for a while......

In Qingyun Village, which was noisy just now, there was no one to see, and names suddenly came to Qi Pingxiu's mind...... Wang Fan, Niu Er, Li Si...... Everything turned to dust and vanished.

In Chen Zhaoming's puzzled eyes, Qi Pingxiu smiled, but his voice was a little sad, and tears of laughter came out...... In Chen Zhaoming's cognition, Qi Pingxiu is a cold-blooded martial artist, and he will not feel sad for anyone around him at all, even if he sighs, no! Not at all! But today, today: "Qi Pingxiu, you also have a sad day, I thought you would have no reaction." Chen Zhaoming scoffed.

But who can understand Qi Pingxiu's true feelings at this time, all this is Qi Pingxiu doesn't know how much time and energy it took to establish, in just a few hours, it will be wiped out, there is nothing, Qi Pingxiu roared, there was no cold-faced scholar's touch at all: "Sad? My Qi Pingxiu will be sad, jokes, big jokes, Chen Zhaoming, you will pay the price for what you did today, I want to make you worse than dead, I have to break your body into thousands of pieces, in order to vent the hatred in my heart." As soon as the words fell, Qi Pingxiu's eyes were already filled with hatred, and they were blood-red.

yelling 'not good', Chen Zhaoming was about to run away, but in the realm of the late stage of the Martial Sect, how could a small martial artist escape, it was just a breathing time, Qi Pingxiu had already come to a short distance behind Chen Zhaoming, and between his palms flying up and down, a huge palm print hit Chen Zhaoming's heart, and before the surging vitality was approaching, a powerful wind had already struck......

Chen Zhaoming couldn't say if he was suffering, the palm print struck like lightning, and he couldn't dodge it, so Zhaoming only came and simply resisted it with a broadsword...... But as soon as the broadsword came into contact, it was directly blasted away and fell to the side, and then the palm wind was directly hit in Zhaoming's chest, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth......

"I regret that I didn't kill you that day?" Qi Pingxiu slowly leaned towards Chen Zhaoming, who was struggling on the ground, "Even if you are from a famous family, what can you do? In my Qi Pingxiu's eyes, you are not a mustard, if you want to fold it, I just didn't expect that such a thing would happen one day." Chen Zhaoming, you damn it!"

Chen Zhaoming bent up and struggled to stand up, his face was full of determination, "I should die?" Qi Pingxiu wanted to say damn, you should have died a thousand times, what, you are distressed, haha, you will also be distressed, if I die, you will also pay the price!" The vitality of the whole body fell with the words and gushed out.

At the same time, the entire Broken Arm Mountain shook slightly, Qi Pingxiu's cold eyes froze, and he sensed Chen Zhaoming's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain: "What happened?

"So what, presumably at this time, you are trying to arrest someone, and you have already been let go. Happy laughter came from Chen Zhaoming's mouth.

"yes, I don't think there's going to be out...... Now you can take your life" Qi Pingxiu didn't have the slightest panic on his face, as if what happened below had no effect on him.

This scene undoubtedly made Chen Zhaoming a little flustered, but he had to send it. Picking up the broadsword on the ground, the broadsword stretched out the arc of the full moon, his hands were raised, the clothes around him rose without wind, and the vitality was surging, accumulating behind him, and a broadsword that was several times clearer than before slowly took shape...... At the same time, a wave of coercion began to spread.

The smile on the corner of Qi Pingxiu's mouth was still there, his hands were behind his back, and he didn't mean to make a move, until Chen Zhaoming brewed a move, his eyes burst out of fierce energy, his hands were clenched in the air, and the aura in the air in front of him was crushed by Qi Pingxiu, only to hear a crisp sound of 'click', and a huge palm print appeared out of thin air in the air in front of him, 'lying on the ground'......

At this time, Chen Zhaoming's face became extremely pale, and his breath was a little weak, but the broadsword behind him became more and more real, and finally echoed the stars in the sky. A move 'Slashing Stars' slashed towards Qi Pingxiu......

When the two of them made a move, the exit of the secret room not far away was loosened, and then, several figures appeared, it was none other than the crow mercenary team, and the panicked look on the faces of several people was unobstructed, obviously receiving a lot of impact below.

In everyone's sight, the 'Volcanic Hand' and the 'Star Slasher' collided with each other viciously...... But there is no doubt that the 'Slashing Stars' was broken through after only a few breaths of stalemate, and the light of the stars scattered all over the place, and then the 'Lying Hand' was like a broken bamboo, roaring towards Chen Zhaoming......

Suddenly, in the night sky, the bright moonlight was mottled, and a touch of scarlet was soaked in it, and the entire night sky was quickly covered by layers of clouds, and the field fell into darkness for a while, only the crackling sound of 'lying hands' cutting through the air was still noisy in the ears......

If this palm is hit, Zhao Ming will be in danger, he is not like Wu Zifeng in the secret room, he has resistance against the sky...... However, in the face of Wu Zong's fatal blow in the later period, Chen Zhaoming was also powerless.

All I thought about was my second grandfather, the one who fled with me at the beginning. From time to time, the second grandfather's voice came from his ears: Remember, the Star Sword needs to attract the light of the stars before it can exert its power...... When you practice the Star Sword Technique, I can rest assured.

'Grandpa, I've already practiced, and the sword body can echo the light of the stars, but where are you? And I'm still going to fall here, Zifeng is sorry, I didn't do what I promised you, you have to take care of yourself......

In less than a breath of time, Zhaoming's mind has been turning for thousands of years, and he thinks a lot, resentment towards the Chen family, the injustice of fate, but more gratitude to the people around him...... A line of tears slid across his stiff cheeks, and in the night when he couldn't see his fingers, Chen Zhaoming's broad sword was held in front of his chest, as if he was welcoming death, calmly looking at the giant palm that was speeding forward......

Like a thunderclap, even the clouds in the sky were blown away, and the moonlight filled the sky and the earth again, and a somewhat angry voice sounded on the field: "Do you still want to continue to pretend to be dead?"