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The three blind men looked at An Zheng coldly with their eyes that could not see the world. The sword intent on the three long swords of the Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info seemed to be able to cut people's skin at any time. An Zheng didn't notice that less than five meters above his head, a black cloth was floating quietly.

The black cloth was as deep as the night, and even if you looked closely, you would feel that it was only a part of the night. And on the black cloth, there was a man squatting with a black scarf covering his face, and he also had a long sword in his hand that was covered by the edge.

"Whoever you are, you shouldn't be here. ”

The blind man standing opposite An Zheng said in a very flat tone, as if he was not trying to kill, but just doing a small daily thing, such as eating, drinking water, or sleeping.

An Zheng originally wanted to summon the bronze bell as soon as possible, but quickly gave up on this idea. Bronze bells are too powerful and can cause unnecessary trouble if they are used.

An Zheng was silent for a moment and then said, "I only want money, why do I need to go to the situation of not dying?"

The blind man shook his head: "When you come in, you can only die." ”

An Zheng asked, "Are you sure you killed me?"

The blind man said that the long sword in his hand was slowly raised and pointed at An Zheng's head: "You are not the first to be killed, and you will not be the last, so this is just a very common thing for us." I'm not sure if I can kill you, I'm just sure you'll die. ”

An Zheng took a deep breath: "I really don't know who gave you confidence." ”

He moved violently to the side, the blind man's long sword in front of him shook, and a spinning sword qi like a five-petaled plum blossom chased straight after An Zheng.

I didn't expect Li Changlu to invite so many masters.

This was the first thing that came to An Zheng's mind.

This is just one of the properties in Li Changlu's name, and there are at least three cultivators from the Sumeru realm here. Except for an outlier like An Zheng, no one could induce sword qi in the realm of ascension.

After arriving at the realm of Sumeru, the power of cultivation in the body can be used in two ways, one is to turn the power of cultivation into a rope to control the long-range attack of magic weapons such as flying swords, and the other is to use magic weapons to send the power of cultivation out for long-range attacks.

These three blind men are obviously better at the latter.

An Zheng turned around and slashed, and a little cold light exploded in his hand.

The dagger in his hand slashed lightly and accurately at the cloud of sword qi, and the sharp point of the dagger was in the middle of the swirling five-petal plum blossom, and then took advantage of the situation, and the plum blossom sword qi flew away.

This dagger is not a good thing, of course, only for An Zheng himself. He has lived in the border of Yan and Zhao for the past few years, and he has been looking for good things in Yan and Zhao on weekdays, and the treasures he has handled are not countless or too much.

This dagger is a red magic weapon, which was picked up by An Zheng on the battlefield on the border of Yan State. At that time, the dagger was broken, and the original owner of the dagger was killed in the battle. An Zheng returned to the sect with the dagger, and Lao Huo talked about the dagger repair. And according to the characteristics of the dagger, it was given a new name.

Ice

Lao Huo said that Bingluo should be a bitter cold place in the far north, made of cold steel contained in the snowy mountains, and the original material was very good, but unfortunately it was forged by a person who didn't know much about the goods, which reduced the quality.

This dagger, if it had been built with the addition of blood channeling, would have been a golden magic weapon.

Bingluo danced in the palm of An Zheng's hand, with a kind of beauty that seemed to be unfazed. The tip of the dagger clicked on the five-petal plum blossom sword qi, saying that the sword qi was deviating, and the sword qi spun and stabbed to other places. But in the middle of the way, the sword qi actually materialized, turning from a fierce sword qi to cold and hard ice.

That's the beauty of the Ice.

With a crisp sound, the frozen sword qi was directed by An Zheng towards the blind man who was originally standing behind him. The second blind man struck, and the long sword drew a line as dazzling as lightning in mid-air, saying that the frozen sword qi was shattered.

But at this time, An Zheng had already rushed not far in front of him.

The third blind man rushed forward the moment An Zheng moved, and when An Zheng reached the second blind man, the third blind man's long sword was about to catch up with An Zheng's back. And the first blind man, whose figure had already swept up, raised his hand in mid-air, and the long sword turned into a streamer and stabbed directly at the back of An Zheng's head.

The tacit understanding between the three of them is far from being cultivated overnight.

If An Zheng's dagger stabs the second blind man, then the flying sword of the first blind man and the long sword in the third blind man's hand will pierce An Zheng's back and skull at the same time.

At this moment, An Zheng's empty left hand suddenly flung back, and something instantly blocked An Zheng's back.

Not the scales of a holy fish, but a long, broken knife.

This is supposed to be a heavy weapon similar to the Mo Knife, but the blade has been damaged in many places.

This Mo knife is 1.5 meters long, and after being thrown by An Zheng, it happened to block the straight line of the back of the head and the vest. The flying sword of the first blind man and the long sword of the third blind man hit the Mo knife at the same time.

At this time, the second blind man, with a long sword, threw out more than a dozen plum blossom sword qi in front of him, and went straight to An Zheng's face.

An Zheng's ice spirit waved in front of him, and a piece of silver light was scattered, and those plum blossom sword qi instantly turned into palm-sized snow flakes, only that instead of six petals, they were five. The cultivation power carried on the ice spirit said that these snow flakes were sent out, bypassing An Zheng's body and stabbing at the blind man behind him.

The two long swords stabbed at the Mo Dao at the same time, and under the huge force, although the Mo Dao used to be of good quality, it still did not persist in the end, and was broken by the sword qi and the flying sword.

But at this moment, An Zheng had already blocked the plum blossom sword qi in front of him with the ice spirit, and then the ice spirit stabbed the throat of the second blind man.

When the ice spirit appeared less than five centimeters in front of the blind man's throat, the blind man's long sword was just right to block it, blocking the ice spirit.

But An Zheng smiled weirdly.

His free left hand, reaching out at a very slow pace, exerts force less than ten centimeters in front of the blind man. A strong cultivation force suddenly erupted and slammed directly into the blind man's face.

With a bang, the blind man flew backwards.

At this moment, the man in black above An Zheng's head moved. He floated down from the black cloth like a cloud of mist, and when he reached out and tugged at it, the black cloth was also pulled down by him. He held the black cloth in his hand, as if he were holding an umbrella and falling from mid-air.

Then he wrapped the black cloth in his hand, and his figure disappeared. Then a long sword like a poisonous snake instantly appeared in the back of An Zheng's head.

Quietly, this sword came without warning.

At this moment, the remaining two blind men even had a premonition of An Zheng's death. Although one of their companions was knocked down by An Zheng, they won in the end. Relying on this tacit cooperation and that strange black cloth, they have killed many opponents in the rivers and lakes for so many years.

This time, however...... They were disappointed.

A shield suddenly appeared on the back of An Zheng's head, and this shield did not look intact, at least four or five cracks on it. In good times, this thing was at least a defensive magic weapon at the peak of white products, but now it looks vulnerable.

In fact, the shield blocked the blow.

For Anzheng, that's enough.

The ragged shield blocked the sword, allowing An Zheng to see a hand that suddenly appeared in the darkness. The black cloth enveloped most of the man's body, but the hand holding the sword was exposed.

With a pop, An Zheng's ice spirit flew out and stabbed the back of the man's hand. Then the hand began to freeze at a rate visible to the naked eye, but in a second, that hand turned into hard ice. And the spread of this freezing did not stop, and continued to move rapidly upward along his arm.

"Ahh

A terrified roar came from behind the black cloth, and the man in black grabbed his injured right hand with his left hand and screamed in horror.

"Look how many magic weapons you still have!"

The first blind man felt An Zheng's ice spirit fly out, and immediately stabbed An Zheng's throat with a sword.

A broken battle axe appeared in front of An Zheng, and with a bang, it blocked the five-petal plum blossom sword qi.

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "I have a lot of magic weapons." ”

The second blind man who was knocked down struggled to stand up, and also stabbed An Zheng with a sword: "Where are there so many rags!"

An Zheng shook his hand, and a sledgehammer flew out to smash the plum blossom sword qi, and then smashed it fiercely on the chest of the second blind man. The man was already wounded, and he couldn't dodge and was hit hard by the sledgehammer and fell down again. And the sledgehammer shattered the moment it hit him in the chest, like a stone that had been crushed.

"What is tattered or not is a good thing to use. ”

An Zheng had a white product in his left hand, and with a move in his right hand, he flew back, and one person fought fiercely with the remaining two blind men.

The first blind man didn't dare to confront An Zheng's ice spirit, and was forced to retreat by An Zheng. At this moment, the third blind man picked up An Zheng's left hand with a sword, and then pounced and stabbed An Zheng's heart.

An Zheng suddenly had an extra drum in his left hand, and it suddenly appeared in his hand as if it were a trick. He held the big drum and pushed it out, and the third blind man rushed into the drum with a sword. There was a hole in the big drum that could never be beaten. But the drum was big enough to fit the third blind man in.

An Zheng struck three times in a row to force the first blind man back, and then stepped on the long sword of the fallen blind man and flew up in shock, his body rotated half a circle and then kicked on the long sword, the long sword turned into a streamer and pierced into the big drum, and after a while, a stream of blood slowly flowed out of the crack.

An Zheng's hands are endless, and none of them are intact.

The last remaining blind man was forced to vomit blood by one tattered magic weapon. This was the hardest and most unreasonable fight he had ever fought in his life, and he was defeated by broken magic weapons one by one. And that inconspicuous-looking guy seems to be a big pocket, from which endless amounts of junk can be taken out.

Bang!

The last blind man, the man who looked like the leader, was hit on the forehead by something like an iron kettle, and a large bag was instantly smashed out of his forehead, and his body fell straight backwards under the heavy blow.

At this time, the person who was stabbed by the ice spirit had completely turned into an ice cube.

An Zheng walked over and kicked a side, and his foot swept past, and the man shattered in an instant. Countless pieces of ice fell to the ground, scattered everywhere.

"I know you. ”

An Zheng picked up a mace from the ground that was about to break, and smashed it into the head of the blind man who had passed out unconscious, and in a flash, the blind man's head exploded like a miscellaneous watermelon. Red, white, and all over the place.

An Zheng smashed it three times in a row, and the blind man's head had completely turned into pulp.

"You are not from Yanguo, you are from Daxi. At the beginning, the four of you stole and dug up the tombs of the previous masters of the Tsing Yi Sect, and stole a lot of treasures from them, so that they were hunted down and killed by the Tsing Yi Sect. Later, when you were desperate, you simply became robbers. In half a year, you destroyed sixteen families in a row, and fled with the looted property. ”

"The law enforcers of the Great Ximing Law Division finally caught up with you, but I didn't expect you to carry a treasure brought out of the cemetery of the Qingyi Sect Master, and this is it. ”

An Zheng picked up the black cloth: "The so-called invisibility cloak...... Because the Qingshan Sect lost this thing, he was worried that some unsightly things that his sect had done before would be exposed, so he did not report it to the Ming Law Division. When the Tsing Yi Sect was first established, it was not clean. ”

"As a result, the enforcers of the Ming Law Division caught up with you, and you used this invisibility cloak to sneak attack. However, that enforcer is much stronger than you, and even if he is injured, he can blind the eyes of the four of you with a sword. But he was also wounded and could not continue the pursuit. You did not dare to return and kill him, so you fled in the wilderness. ”

"I didn't expect that a few years later, you would actually be someone else's watchdog in Yan Kingdom. ”

The last blind man's face changed significantly: "Who the hell are you? You are here to hunt us down......? You're young, and you're actually a member of the Great Ximing Division!"

An Zheng shook his head and threw aside the blood-stained mace in his hand: "I'm not from the Ming Law Division, but I don't mind doing the right thing for the sky. The sixteen unjust souls of Daxi who were destroyed by you at the beginning, I am afraid that they will not be at peace day and night until now. ”

An Zheng put away the invisibility cloak and looked around: "To be honest, according to my original nature, I should be able to cut you to death with one knife, at least a hundred or more." But not anymore...... At the very least, I'm not obsessed with using a knife now, I can use anything. ”

He walked over, picked up the iron kettle that had hit the blind man from the ground, and squatted down next to the blind man: "The sixteen families you have killed, adding up to more than seventy confessions, are waiting for you to find them, and then they will tear your ghost to pieces one by one. ”

An Zheng raised the iron kettle and frowned slightly: "Huh...... How did you throw this out too. ”

He slammed it down, slamming the blind man's head into a bloody hole: "It's a night pot, a thing for peeing." I have a bad habit of taking everything with me when I get used to it. ”

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

An Zheng spoke calmly while smashing it one by one: "There seems to be nothing wrong with using this thing to end your life, but it's just a pity for my night pot." ”

Bang!

Shattered braincase.

An Zheng casually threw the night pot aside, then got up and stretched his body: "It's still so cool to kill the wicked." ”