The excited flames ran as much as they could, and the wolf thieves behind him were getting farther and farther away from Zhang Ming, at this moment Zhang Ming suddenly tightened the reins of the horse, and the flames soon stopped, and the wolf thieves did not expect Zhang Ming to not escape, the wolf thief horse with the same running speed rushed straight towards Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming smiled coldly, turned around and sent out the flying knife in his hand, the rushing wolf thief could not avoid Zhang Ming's flying knife, and two more wolf thieves went down to see their companions, although two more wolf thieves died under Zhang Ming's flying knife, but this could not affect their heart to kill Zhang Ming at all, so many years, they have been very indifferent to the death of their companionsIn addition to saying two words of prayer after collecting their corpses when they have time, the death of their companions is just the death of another wolf in the pack of wolves, which has no effect on them, but has some benefits, and the spoils can be divided a little more. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wolf thieves continued to rush towards Zhang Ming, the scimitar in his hand emitted a cold light, Zhang Ming sent out a knife and then began fatigue tactics, the psychic flame did not need Zhang Ming's reins, at the same time as Zhang Ming sent out the flying knife, it had already begun to run, and the horses of those wolf thieves were once again pulled away by Zhang Ming, and the distance gradually increased, as long as it increased to a certain distance, then there would be a corridor falling on the grass that gave birth to them and raised them......

After half a pillar of incense, looking at the enemy behind him, Zhang Ming couldn't help but shake his head, the fifty flying knives on his body have thrown forty-two, and the enemy still has nine people left, Zhang Ming is very dissatisfied with this, and he is even more disappointed in his own head, in addition to killing two or three people at a time at the beginning, the remaining nine people have avoided unscathed in the recent rounds of flying knife shooting, but some obviously deviated flying knives are inserted in their horses, but they are also some gains, when Zhang Ming turned around and saw them holding the knife behind him with one hand, he knew what they wanted to do, and immediately lay down on the body of the flame, and the flame immediately accelerated, raising a lot of dust and grass。

The horse's hooves staggered very fast, as if it were an engine, if it weren't for the loud sound of the horse's hooves Zhang Ming thought that the flames under him were a heavenly horse falling from the sky, nine scimitars with the anger of wolf thieves and bloodthirsty desire were obliquely inserted in the green grass, the bloody resentment dyed on the knife was so deep that it could almost make the grass growing luxuriantly under the sun die instantly, and the cold light reflected was definitely a good product to escape the heat and eliminate the heat, this weapon is beautiful and easy to use, it is really a necessary weapon for home travel to kill people and set fires, but if you let it be inserted in the body, it will not be very fun......

Looking at the loose leather bag Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, the wolf thief put the skin on both sides of the saddle, which was equipped with a scimitar, which could be used to throw or slash, the last throw made Zhang Ming almost lose his life, and the ultra-short hair on his head was the best proof of his near-death just now. The hand that stretched out his hand like a skin bag did not take out the scimitar again, and the wolf thieves immediately fled in the direction they came, and Zhang Ming, who was smiling in his heart, immediately urged the flames to chase after him.

The difference between a good horse and a good horse was immediately reflected, the flame as fast as a spark caught up with the speed of the wolf thief's horse in the time of thirteen's breath, and it was not far from the wolf thief's tail after a while, and the sneering Zhang Ming pinched the handle of the flying knife with his left thumb and index finger, hoping that the heart of the wolf thief at the tail of the team was ready to move, and was about to send out his filthy life.

Just as Zhang Ming was about to send out the knife, there were many changes, and the wolf thieves suddenly turned their horses' heads, took out a thin and thin red scimitar from the shriveled leather bag, held it behind them, and waited for Zhang Ming's injured cheetah to enter their trap composed of nine hungry blood wolves, and then tore Zhang Ming to pieces, and the hideous smile magnified in Zhang Ming's eyes.

Forced by the situation, Zhang Ming had to use the injured right hand to take out Long Ling to block, in addition, Long Ling in addition to the first encounter with the red blade paused, like a knife cutting tofu without hindrance cut off the red blade, and on the neck with protruding blood vessels on the free knife as a gift, the seven people who were concocted in the same way were also stunned, to the last person Long Ling suddenly slipped out of the palm, the last wolf thief from frightened to happy, a knife to Zhang Ming's head, the smile on the face under the reflection of the dazzling sunlight appeared very dark, the cross scar on the face became the face that could not be waved in Zhang Ming's mind, Just when he thought that Zhang Ming would be crossed twice by him in the neck and then fall to the ground, taking advantage of his carelessness Zhang Ming's left hand that did not send out the flying knife sent out, and suddenly pierced a big hole in his neck, Zhang Ming slightly lowered his head to avoid the fatal knife, the expression of disappointment and horror returned to the face of the wolf thief, and then looked at Zhang Ming with great eyes, the eyes were surprised and resentful, and his hands clutched the big hole that was bleeding, as if as long as it was blocked for a while, no blood would come out, but the red liquid did not flow out of his fingers as he wanted, and time seemed to start in a static state again, and the nine lifeless bodies fell down togetherThe blood splattered on the grass, the liquid beads glowed with a strange color under the refraction of the sun, and the horses that had lost their burdens did not weep for the dead man who rode on them, and the green grass rose happily, and they did not mind whose blood was on it......

The feeling of faintness came at the moment when Zhang Ming relaxed his spirit, and then Zhang Ming remembered that he had been injured, and he didn't take time to bandage it, his head hurt, Zhang Ming fell on the back of the flame, the purple light of his left hand flickered, and gradually brightened, and in the end, even the flame and Zhang Ming were enveloped, and the heat of the sun could not be transmitted into the purple cover, as if there was another world in this purple cover.

The fluttering dust will fall to the ground, the untouched grass is still swaying with the wind like a subtle wave in the still sea, there seems to be dozens of corpses on this vast grassland as nutrients, nothing has changed except for the nutrients, it is still so vibrant, not happy for the disappearance of the intolerable criminals, nor sad for the departure of the noble people who have hung the pot to help the world, this seems to be the real grassland.

The stars were shining, the figure of the moon was covered, like a beautiful woman with only half of her face exposed, and the night wind brought some coolness, which formed a strong contrast with the hot wind during the day, when the wind was like a mother's hand, driving away the heat from her sons, and the shimmering purple light shrouded in the electric light and flint turned into nothing, as if it had never existed. Zhang Ming, who was lying on Blaze's body, woke up and was surprised to find that Blaze's fur color had changed, under this night sky, Blaze's hair was emitting purple-red fluorescence, if it weren't for the reins on Blaze's body, Zhang Ming thought that he himself was reincarnated in a mythical world again.

The curious Zhang Ming combed the hair on his neck for the flame, stroking them one by one (in fact, to make himself more comfortable to sleep), so an hour passed unconsciously, at this time Zhang Ming, who woke up, looked at his injury, the blood stains had dried, and the wound was scarred, Zhang Ming, who felt very strange, hurriedly asked about Li, but did not get a trace of response, I don't know why Zhang Ming thought that Li was asleep and ignored him, so he didn't think much about it, the greasy feeling on his body made Zhang Ming very uncomfortable, so Zhang Ming's first washing and marrow was ignored by himself, but in his mind, the world Li was lying on the ground with a pale face。 With the help of the flaming fluorescent hair, Zhang Ming successfully retrieved all the flying knives, as for those corpses, of course, let Zhang Ming pack them well, otherwise how could the smell of blood spread so far and attract so many wolves, this time they really became wolves (becoming a part of the wolf's belly is also a part of the wolf-_-!)

A camp in the distance has turned into a pile of ashes in Zhang Ming's eyes, that is the base camp of Zhang Ming's blood wolf thieves, this nearly a month of hard and dangerous battles has left more marks on Zhang Ming's body, and at the same time knows how to protect himself, at least to protect his own fatal shortcomings, with the increase in the number of battles, Zhang Ming's body has been injured less and less, in the past thirty days, Zhang Ming has killed no less than 1,500 people, which makes Zhang Ming have a lot of doubts about what Kujie said, and even wonder if he doesn't want to avenge himself at all, and let him avenge himself, so he will say what he said angrily to him, A feeling of being caught in a trap made Zhang Ming's heart very uncomfortable (withered; the kid only understands now that it's too late, it seems that you are still too tender, I am the smartest, wahaha, a shoe hit his face, and instead of Shen Ji Chang ran into a bunch of shoes before he could say anything, the scene was very chaotic, the advertisement ended here, heed what kind of person, Kombat No. 110n supporting role Shen Ji Chang was trampled to death) At the beginning, Zhang Ming found the blood wolf thief, and later it became an ambush for the blood wolf thief, and even took the initiative to find Zhang Ming, the most recent battle was that the blood wolf thief first used a dozen cavalry as bait, Zhang Ming was fooled, and then when Zhang Ming killed Zhengshuang。 Two hundred blood wolf thieves surrounded Zhang Ming's siege, and Zhang Ming, who was tragically besieged, did not lose a single hair, the reason was that Zhang Ming's inaccurate flying knife caused trouble when they charged, and a knife was inserted into the hooves of the horse headed by the leader, and the horse fell, and then the horse was like a chain reaction, and was swept down, in short, there was a chaos, when the dust settled, many people had died under the horse's hooves or the knife of their companions, so Zhang Ming rushed up while they had not recovered, and the flying knife came out casually, and Zhang Ming ended this strange battle after screaming again and again, it was really a horse that killed a bunch of people, no wonder someone would say that the black sheep could not be kept, and then Zhang Ming deeply understood what it meant, Khan！

Throwing the flying knife that was sharpened to the point of losing its original shape in his hand, Zhang Ming sneered and excitedly marched towards the final destination of this trip, the color of the fur on the flame under the seat is very different from when it came out, I am afraid that even if the withered knot is recognized, it will not be recognized, the thin and thin flying knife reflects a bright red that does not belong to its own color under the sunlight, and there seem to be many ghosts floating in the blood, which makes the hot noon a little chilly.

The woods on both sides of the mountain road are very quiet and mysterious, Zhang Ming, who is stepping on the rugged mountain road, has walked through many rotten stone steps and many curves, but there is no feeling of fatigue, what do you understand......?

Although accompanied by flying birds, Zhang Ming didn't have the scheming to kill it, isn't it to scare the grass and scare the snake when he roasts it now, but looking at the green and vibrant grass swaying in the wind, this way is not boring, it looks like a naked girl is dancing, saliva flows from the blood gushing mouth from time to time, disgusting, Li who can't stand it has warned him for the nth time, but it is useless, but let him replace his own appearance......

After a powerful current flowed, Zhang Ming couldn't think soberly, and secretly thought "This time I played with fire, these days I just thought of revenge in my heart, let the word 'kill' entangle in my heart, and ignored her advice, it's not strange to be angry this time, well, after solving this matter, he must be happy, even if it is to sing those 'good songs' (ghost crying gods) that scare me to death I don't know how many trees, it will be regarded as a kind of compensation" The flame that was ridden by Zhang Ming suddenly felt a chill, as if something very terrible was about to happen to it, and before it knew it, it came to the end of the mountain road, the sky was dark, and the black god machine was stacked in the air.

A young wolf thief in charge of the Blood Wolf Thief Cottage shouted to Zhang Ming, "Stinky boy, what do you have to do when you come to the Blood Wolf Thief Cottage, if you can't come to the Bloody Wolf Thief Cottage, just wait for death," Zhang Ming, who sneered, slowly raised his head to look at the young wolf thief and shouted, "It's nothing important, just come up and slaughter a few useless blood wolves, don't worry about you" The thin flying knife that had been dancing between his left hand turned into a thin knife and passed through the throat of the young wolf thief (he really didn't have to worry about dying at this time), the young wolf thief's godless eyes looked at and covered the blood flowing from the wound, his body fell, and the blood oozing from his throat seeped into the gate of the village that had not been stained with the blood of the wolf thief for many years, and the blood stains left in the past were lined with a different kind of bright red under the reflection of the new bloodstains. The blood wolf thieves who reacted on the door of the village suddenly rushed to the bell chain that had not been pulled down for many years, but how could Zhang Ming let them pull so well, one by one the flying knives were issued, all the knives were hit, and the bright red flowers bloomed on the door, a wolf thief who fell asleep leaning on the door pedal was woken up by the blood, rushing, Zhang Ming had not yet reacted, the rusty iron bell sent out a long and loud bell, the bell spread throughout the village, those blood wolf thieves who had just put down the knife immediately picked up the knife and rushed to the gate of the village, to see who was playing tricks, the person thirty years ago was scraped into a pair of white bones, and now this time it is just to look at the knife technique of the head, and some young people are more excited, finally something beautiful again, in short, it was lively and lively, not at all like those murderous wolf thieves on the grassland.

There was a large round table in the hall of the village, and there was a lot of delicious food on the table, but these things did not attract the attention of the people sitting in the chairs next to them, a full ten, it was the ten leaders of the blood wolf thieves. The oldest man with scars on his chest, with slight black hair, slowly cut a rather large piece of meat from the roast leg of lamb with a scimitar, and after a while, he cut off the meat under the attention of everyone, put it in his mouth, and said while chewing, "I don't know if the person with no eyes came to pick the village, Lao Shi, you go and take a look." ”

Although he chewed something in his mouth, the words that came out of that mouth were still clear and clear, and the strong voice continued to echo in the empty hall, and after taking a sip of wine, Tari glanced at the eldest brother of the blood wolf thief, Da Hamisha, and after thinking about it slightly, he put down the wine jar and slapped the table and said loudly, "Okay, boss, I listen to you, go and see which dog leg who doesn't know death has come to the village to spread the wilderness, I will go and go back, you don't have to divide the two treasures that will be grabbed, I will get my share," and walked out of his seat. The other nine people at the table continued to eat the food tastelessly and bite the meat, and the tower slapped the table and grabbed the scimitar that had just cut the meat and walked out the door. The corners of the mouths of the remaining nine people all showed a sneering arc, and they toasted each other on the surface, but they never drank the wine in their glasses, and there was a surging dark tide under the seemingly lively table, in their opinion, only one person in the Scar Tower naively thought that the treasures grabbed this time could be shared as before, and the fake dinner party was still going on reluctantly, to see who was the most patient, who was the winner.

Blood and corpses are all over the door, the corpses outside the gate have exceeded 100, Zhang Ming's left hand every time he waves out, a person covers his neck and falls to the ground, the wolf thieves are not very afraid to see it and continue to rush towards Zhang Ming, without the help of the horse, the wolf thieves can not keep up with Zhang Ming's own speed, so Zhang Ming can calmly send the flying knife, Zhang Ming, who smiled hideously, once again picked up the bloody flying knife from the ground, and threw it, history seems to be repeating itself.

When the flying knife was about to reach the throat of the wolf thief full of madness, a red and dazzling scimitar blocked the forward route of the flying knife, and the flying knife fell to the ground after a "poof" sound, and the thunder came from the sky, unusually loud, Zhang Ming saw the face of the knife blocker clearly, his clear eyes were dyed with blood red, and there seemed to be a sea of blood hidden in his eyes, and the sneering Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and said" Scar Tower, I finally waited for you to come out, I said that I would make you repay my pain a thousand times over, you are ready to accept my resentment, let your soul go to hell, filthy life does not deserve to exist in this world. Another knife was issued, and the scimitar moved slightly, and the flying knife fell to the ground with a ding

It rained in the sky, and the blood on the ground melted away, like a pool of blood in hell, and in Zhang Ming's heart, it was back to that day, that sad moment......

"Oh, it turned out that you dog leg came to pick the village, I really didn't expect you to dare to come to take revenge, the sandstorm didn't let you die last time, it's your fate, but today you are going to die, then I have to accept it, by the way, puppy, why don't you bring the from last time this time, she is really delicious, she shouldn't die, that's a pity, I want to taste her again" Tari said as he licked his lips.

Zhang Ming, who was so angry that he was about to go crazy, rushed over with Long Ling in his backhand, Tari smiled disdainfully, waved his right hand lightly, and the scimitar took Zhang Ming's neck like an eye, "ding", the scimitar was broken into two, and the tower, who had more combat experience, leaned back slightly and avoided a knife that cut his arm, and the lightning cut through the black curtain, and the light flashed, Zhang Ming's right leg had a small wound, and blood slowly dripped from the scimitar that was broken in half.

The lightly smiling Tari still opened the scimitar in his hand and leisurely grabbed a scimitar from the corpse on the side, because the force was too great, there was still minced meat on the corpse's hand on the handle, and the mocking Tari held his breath and waved to Zhang Ming, although the person who was wantonly abused by him more than four months ago has the strength to fight with him today, and he can't help but be surprised, but to make him stunned, this is far from enough, the rain slowly dripped down his face to the ground.

After smiling coldly, Zhang Ming also pulled it to the side, pulled it into the air, and laughed, and suddenly the scimitar in the hand of the corpse next to Zhang Ming automatically flew up, and was grabbed by Zhang Ming in his hand (in fact, it was Li's help, and it was attracted by thunder force, Zhang Ming didn't reach that realm first-_-! The group of deceived pigs' heads) looked at the two fingers on the handle of the knife that were still there, and Zhang Ming, who smiled slyly, threw out his broken finger and stabbed it into the tower like a hidden weapon.

A few white rays of light flashed, the severed finger fell to the ground, separated by more than ten sections, the incision was flat, the size was uniform, it was a good knife technique for cooking, Zhang Ming, who rushed over, turned the blade of the knife and held the scimitar handle back in the palm of his hand, and raised it to the tower, and the tower lowered his body slightly and held the knife in front of his chest and held it on his waist as if he was playing billiards...... Two thick murderous auras met in the air, and some wolf thieves with poor mental endurance threw down their scimitars and ran away with their heads in their hands

"Kill" The two roars came out of the mouths of the two under the roaring thunder, the intersection of the knife and the knife made a clanging sound, the knife technique in the tower was as fast as lightning, and Zhang Ming's knife technique was ...... But with the footwork that floats like the wind, no one gave the other a knife. Fight again, the sparks bloom at the place where the two knives interact, the snow bright blade becomes concave and convex under the continuous slashing, and the scratches on the knife body are countless, the sound of "squeak" comes from the place where the two knives fight, the hard blade can hardly withstand the huge force of the squeeze, and the unique piercing sound of this rupture prelude is made, but the two people with high murderous intent did not find it, and the smiling tower urged the valley to flow with true qi and slowly suppressed Zhang Ming who was holding the knife in one hand with strong internal force, and the two of them exerted their strength again, forcing their faces to turn red, and finally "Bah." After a sound, the two scimitars broke inch by inch, and the Long Ling held by Zhang Ming's right hand with a faint smile rose and slashed at Tari's wrist, and at the same time, Tari also took out a small bayonet from behind his waist and inserted it between Zhang Ming's outstretched right elbow arm. In the end, it was Tari who took a step faster, and the bayonet pierced deeply into Zhang Ming's arm, but this was more in line with Zhang Ming's mind, Zhang Ming, who was ruthless, was as if he had not been hurt, without the slightest delay, and cut the left wrist of the tower, although the tendon of the left wrist in the tower was cut off by Zhang Ming, but Zhang Ming was not without damage, at least the wound on Zhang Ming's right arm was stretched several times, as soon as the right hand was loosened, the left hand immediately caught Long Ling and quickly cut off a few pieces of meat on the arm of the tower who wanted to retreat, hit Tari's head, Tari hit Zhang Ming's chin with an uppercut, Zhang Ming fell backwards, kicked his foot, Tari's mouth spurted black blood and slid in the air for a distance of two meters before falling to the ground and rolling until he kicked his feet. Zhang Ming, who smiled contemptuously, licked the bleeding wound, took out the wound medicine from his arms, leisurely applied the medicine little by little, and bandaged it, and when the bandaging was done, the wolf thieves woke up from the shock of being defeated in the tower, and realized that Zhang Ming's arm had been severely injured, and rushed towards Zhang Ming with a scimitar. (To be continued.) )