Mei Xinhan didn't have any hope that the swordsmen at the bottom of the building would be able to kill the young masters, but he didn't expect the power of the swordsmen to explode in anger and despair, coupled with years of cooperation, to use a lore knife formation. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info in this miracle birth of the lore knife array, Mei Xinhan is not allowed to escape as a young master. And Zhang Ming's closing eyes and waiting for death also made Mei Xinhan's heart more calm, and suddenly the killing intention of the knife array disappeared in the air, Mei Xinhan was already staring at the flaws exposed by the inverted knife array, just when Zhang Ming flew out, a move "Residual Sword Urging Heart" attacked, and the residual sword with nine points of certainty was also stunned, obviously this sword could already make Zhang Ming die. But when the sword was released, the sole of the shoe slipped, making the trick of "Residual Sword Urging Heart" more subtle, but I never expected that the other party actually had a 'strange armor' on his body. The tip of the sword was broken when it hit, and at this time, Zhang Ming also fell diagonally from the air to the ground.

Zhang Ming was also cut a few pieces of flesh when he came out of the knife formation, although this was a small injury, but the balance of victory had been slightly tilted in favor of the other party, but Zhang Ming also had a little happiness, because the sword of the remnant sword had made Zhang Ming too late to dodge regardless of speed and strength, and seeing the sword approaching his heart step by step and he couldn't do anything to save it, which made Zhang Ming feel helpless. Zhang Ming was already waiting for the sword to pierce his heart, but in his heart, he was worried about Murong Xue's safety, and Zhang Ming felt the pace of death. A sword snap pulled Zhang Ming back from hell to heaven, and the sword struck out a knife holster woven from ice silk. The 'Longling' knife in the knife holster was used to kill the three 'Arrow Kings'.

Zhang Ming condensed eight ice blades between his fingers again, and with a few "bangs", eight ice blades flew out, and the eight swordsmen fell, and Zhang Ming used more than a hundred ice blades between the lightning and flint, and none of the swordsmen could get up, and the inn was full of sawdust. At this moment, only Mei Xinhan and Zhang Ming were left breathing on the first floor.

Mei Xinhan didn't expect Zhang Ming to counterattack so quickly and the speed of sending the 'hidden weapon' was so fast, and the lives of all the swordsmen disappeared in an instant, but it was a pity that these shields were used up so quickly, if it wasn't for Mei Xinhan pulling a swordsman next to him in time, I'm afraid he would have been injured at this time.

The momentum in the inn increased and pressed the grass next to the inn tightly to the ground, and Zhang Ming and Mei Xinhan were competing for the strength of the momentum. At the beginning, Zhang Ming was crushed to death, and he couldn't breathe, but as time went by, Zhang Ming's knife wound was healed by his magical physique, and Zhang Ming also understood that advancing and retreating was not blindly confronting Mei Xinhan. Rather, it is grappling, which is also in line with the nature of the internal strength "Wind", which is as invisible and powerful as the wind, and specializes in attacking the enemy's weak points.

Mei Xinhan couldn't stand Zhang Ming's tangible and invisible momentum anymore, a "poisonous snake with broken teeth" slashed down obliquely towards Zhang Ming from the air, Zhang Ming jumped back and flew eight ice blades towards Mei Xinhan, Mei Xinhan only used a halfway trick "Wolves devouring blood" to turn the eight ice blades into ice surges, and continued to go with the sword intent of the wolves fighting with lions in the smoke of gunpowder

Zhang Ming saw that Mei Xinhan was at the tip of the edge, dodging Mei Xinhan's attack, and sometimes sent a few ice blades to harass Mei Xinhan, and the two of them flew freely in the inn like monkeys, which showed that the two of them were extraordinary.

The inn has been tossed by the two of them, and it is a world of difference from before.

Mei Xinhan saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and he had a plan, and he revealed a big flaw in the sword momentum, and wanted to cut Zhang Ming under the sword when Zhang Ming attacked his flaw.

Although Zhang Ming felt that there was a little flaw in the opponent's sword style at this time, he didn't care much, and continued to fly around the inn with Mei Xinhan.

At this time, Mei Xinhan paid more attention to her opponent, and she didn't expect that this young man would see through her plan, so she bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a bloody arrow towards Zhang Ming's back.

Although Zhang Ming saw the blood arrow attacking him, his body in the air was not as flexible as underground, and he just swirled his body lightly to move the vital point away, and he took the blow hard.

Zhang Ming originally thought that this blow should not be a problem with the internal strength to protect the body, but Zhang Ming did not know the destructive power of this move, and most of the ordinary Jianghu 'old birds' would avoid it when they saw the opponent's mouth spraying blood arrows, because this blood arrow contained most of the opponent's true qi, and once it was hit, it might be life-threatening. Zhang Ming just came out of the rivers and lakes, how could he know this ruthless move to harm others and himself?

Some red mist suddenly appeared in the air, but it was Zhang Ming's blood sprayed, although Zhang Ming had a miraculous "Wind Will" body, the power contained in the blood arrow was not something that Zhang Ming could resist with more than ten years of internal strength.

A bowl-sized support wood in the inn was smashed by Zhang Ming's body in this way, and the sawdust flew and blood splattered all around. Zhang Ming was lying on the ground panting constantly, the blood in his mouth overflowed from his mouth, his face was as white as paper without a trace of blood, and his eyes stared at Mei Xinhan.

Mei Xinhan was also uncomfortable at this time, his heart and blood were surging, and a blood arrow just now had consumed most of his true qi, but the internal force had disappeared without a trace, otherwise he would have jumped away with a sword Zhang Ming Rao is so, Mei Xinhan still walked towards Zhang Ming with a sword.

Zhang Ming was weak at this time, his whole body was in severe pain, his ribs were broken, and if it weren't for the internal strength to protect his body, he was afraid that he would have died when he hit the support wood just now, how could he have the strength to drive his body at this time, and watched Mei Xinhan, the god of death, slowly approaching him.

Mei Xinhan walked to Zhang Ming's side and slowly raised the sword in his right hand. The thunder came from outside, "boom", it sounded straight for a minute, but it was less than one hundredth of Zhang Ming's heartbeat, and just when Mei Xinhan swung his sword straight down, the sound of tearing the sword and breaking the air came from behind Mei Xinhan. For Mei Xinhan's good sword hand, this makes the sword man really nothing, if there are many such people in ordinary times, it is just in vain, but at this time, an ordinary person can kill him. Mei Xinhan's sword momentum turned to block the attacking sword behind him, but his body was overwhelmed, and he didn't even have the strength to turn around, and the sword came out of the back of the sword, and the whole person flew out, and the sword in his hand was crooked and scratched on Zhang Ming's chest, blood gushed out, Mei Xinhan hit the wall, and his head was crooked after falling, and a master died in the hands of a woman with low martial arts.

Zhang Ming is still cursing Mei Xinhan in his heart, and he is still opening a mouth in his body before he dies, but the joy in his heart is overflowing on his face when he comes back from the ghost gate, and the pain on his face and the smile on his mouth do not match at all, this is a fusion that becomes an extremely special scenery, if there is a painter who paints it now, it will be able to leave a name in history.

Murong Xue sat on the ground in a daze at this time, the wind and thunder in the inn, and the dirty and terrifying blood on the ground had nothing to do with her, and her thoughts just stayed when a sword was inserted into Mei Xinhan's body, and the blood gushed out, and she shouted in her mouth, "I killed someone, I killed someone."

Zhang Ming looked at Murong Xue like this, and was very unhappy in his heart, letting such a beautiful woman's hands be stained with blood, and shouted to Murong Xue with all his might, "Save me", although the voice was small and hoarse, it also made Murong Xue sober up

A few days later, a luxurious carriage drove on a wilderness path, and a beautiful woman drove the carriage in front of it, and the frequency with which the carriage drove so fast and landed on its feet was evident that it was probably getting dark. A plain man in a blue coat complained that the carriage was too fast, causing him some motion sickness.

Zhang Ming thought that when Mei Xinhan was about to kill him, Murong Xue suddenly appeared, and the feeling in his heart gradually increased with Murong Xue's careful care every day. I didn't expect how Murong Xue had the ability to come down from the upper floor to save his life at that time.

The shaking degree of the carriage increased with the damage to the ground of the path, and at the same time, the carriage also drove into the forest, the flowers and green grass were so beautiful, if it wasn't for the hurry, Murong Xue would have jumped off the carriage and danced with nature, and the speed of the carriage didn't seem to affect Murong Xue's communication with nature. No, a butterfly is stopping in the palm of Murong Xue's hand, and there is a little sparrow standing on that fragrant shoulder, even if Murong Xue's parents are here at this moment, they are not sure that the woman sitting in the front of the car is Murong Xue, after all, Murong Xue is usually like an active volcano, giving people a lively and brutal feeling, and now giving people the impression of being quiet and gentle, like that calm small lake.

There is no snow in the south in winter, otherwise when the beautiful forest and the fairy-like woman blend, there will be a picture of "Snow Fairy Playing Butterfly". Neither Zhang Ming nor Murong Xue noticed the strangeness of this forest, and there would be such a verdant forest in the forest in winter. This place is called the Green Forest, and when the two of them come to the forest again, it is no longer the same situation.

Just when Murong Xue wanted to communicate with the butterfly further, the sound of weapons clashing came from the exit of the forest. Murong Xue's rare tenderness disappeared with the sound, and the expression of the unruly woman appeared on her face.

As soon as Zhang Ming heard the sound of weapons intersecting, he felt that trouble was coming again, and the wound that had just healed must be about to crack again. The trauma caused by Mei Xinhan's blow should have been healed for a long time, but Murong Xue's "sense of justice" made the wound not heal. Because Murong Xue's "sense of justice" is usually related to masters, the day before yesterday, a knife master named "Blood Sea Madly Lion" caused Zhang Ming to have an extra wound on his arm. Although Zhang Ming's real-life combat experience has skyrocketed, it makes Zhang Ming feel that a peaceful life is getting farther and farther away from him, with Murong Xue, a beautiful woman with mediocre martial arts and stupid skills, the chance of encountering a robber and other 'heroes' in the green forest will be several times greater, but he can't leave her alone. Zhang Ming is ready to fight at any time.

When Murong Xue drove out of the forest, he saw a corpse and two "blood men" being besieged by more than a dozen black-clothed people, and intuitively felt that the black-clothed masked people were villains, so he grabbed the sword beside him and swept towards the black-clothed man, Zhang Ming flashed out of the canopy the moment Murong Xue left the front of the car, and followed behind Murong Xue.

Murong Xue made an ordinary "sword Yang" and attacked the man in black with a little arc, probably because the man in black focused on the people who were besieging them, and the man in black who was stabbed by Murong Xue waited until the sword was almost behind him to realize that he let out a miserable scream and passed away.

After Murong Xue killed the man in black, she killed another man in black, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and many people had 'hated' her sword in the past few days. Of course, Murong Xue didn't know that the hatred of the people he killed was unprovoked, and he was put a 'cold arrow', which could have taken down the crazy beauty, but when he was about to get his hand, there seemed to be something in his throat and heart, and he passed away like this, and after his death, he had to be slashed by the 'crazy woman' with a sword, and he was "whipped" by each person.

When the men in black screamed from their companions, they knew that reinforcements were coming, and immediately killed the person who came, even though the person was a woman, years of training still allowed people to attack the woman's place.

Murong Xue saw that so many people were killing her, those swords were as frightening as a red snake spitting letters, seeing this, Murong Xue flew backwards, and when Murong Xue turned around, Zhang Ming immediately took her place, and the ice blade flew out of her hand like a dart.

The black-clothed people watched the gorgeous 'hidden weapon' like the blooming of the ice lotus flying in, and they did not avoid it, but they welcomed it, and their fighting spirit became stronger, and they rushed towards Zhang Ming with a murderous aura.

Zhang Ming saw that the enemy was so strong, but he also had to avoid its edge, and after moving to avoid the first sword, the enemy's sword momentum was like a tide, wave after wave, so that Zhang Ming had no chance to make a move, and relied on light skills to deal with the black-clothed people.

Seeing that Zhang Ming's light skills were so good, the people in black knew that they couldn't solve Zhang Ming quickly, and they were worried that the two people who were surrounded would escape, and a man in black with a smut on his sword glanced at several companions, and the five men in black broke away from the team and attacked the two 'blood men' who were sitting and breathing, but the sword was not as ruthless as when dealing with Zhang Ming.

Murong Xue saw that the five people suddenly flew from the opposite Zhang Ming and attacked the two beside him, and he didn't expect to pick up the enemy's five swords and fly, and he also opened his sword with his hand, and put up the starting style of "looking for plum hands" to fight against the five black-clothed people.

The five black-clothed swordsmen didn't expect their swords to be picked off, and after a moment of fear, they calmed down as usual, which shows how strong their training and mental strength they are.

When Murong Xue was fighting against the five black-clothed swordsmen, Zhang Ming also had a chance to fight back, and from time to time he could fly a few ice blades, although he could not hurt the enemy, but also gave himself a longer respite.

Murong Xue couldn't bear such a heavy momentum and attacked one of the swordsmen, and the five swordsmen jumped past Murong Xue's "folding plum style" after Murong Xue made a move. Just when they were about to succeed, the two people half a meter ago suddenly opened their eyes, their injuries were much better, and they attacked the five people with their guns, and the two of them used the same move to 'open the moon' and provoked the five people. The five swordsmen couldn't shoot and were so deeply cut in the chest, blood gushed out, stained on the black clothes, dark and black, with the paleness of the face at this time, if it was at night, it would definitely scare a few timid people to death.

When the five swordsmen were saved from heavy injuries when they were provoked, the fists of the Grim Reaper rained down on their backs. When Murong Xue avoided his moves, he thought that the two people who were breathing dangerously attacked the backs of the five swordsmen, and just when Murong Xue was anxious, a burst of heat suddenly came from his body, and his body technique instantly increased several times faster. None of the people noticed that there was a flash of red light in Murong Xue's sachet.

When Murong Xue used "Wanmei Aoxue" to hit five people, Zhang Ming's battle situation also changed, and some black-clothed swordsmen began to fall and fell to five, Zhang Ming used not an ice blade but a heavy and destructive heavy flying knife, and the swordsmen habitually blocked it, but the heavy flying knife was not as light as the ice blade, so eight people opened a bright blood flower on their bodies, and five people passed away like this.

After Murong Xue and the two of them solved the five swordsmen, they immediately rushed to Zhang Ming's rescue, so the scuffle began, and the sky seemed to turn dark unconsciously, and the black god machine covered the sky, and a huge thunderclap came after the lightning split the black sky. Zhang Ming's four of them became more and more brave the more they fought, and there were only two black-clothed people left, and just when Zhang Ming felt that he was about to win, a momentum of defiance of everything came from not far from the rear. The four of them stopped the offensive and slowed down, and the two black-clothed men saw the flaw and stretched out their left hand in the ghost world to Murong Xue, but the four of them were helpless when they saw this, after all, the moves were old, and the old power was gone, and the new power was not born.

Zhang Ming watched as the two swords stabbed Murong Xue's throat, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

The two swords pierced into the flesh, and blood dripped from the swords onto the cold ground, splattering a pattern like a blood rose.

Murong Xue opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw were two guns, the heads of the guns were deeply pierced into the black clothes, and the blood was slowly flowing out through the place where the head of the guns was pierced, and Murong Xue suddenly raised her head. Time seemed to freeze, and the two sharp swords had pierced deeply into Zhang Ming's right chest, leaving half of the sword body, and a drop of blood fell on the pretty face that should have been pink along with the cold rain and cold wind.

Tears gushed out of Murong Xue's eyes, and she couldn't spit out a word.

Zhang Ming stroked Murong Xue's face with his hand, wiped the blood on his face for him, and said softly, "Little fool, don't cry, smile, this is not an ordinary you, I like to see your smile."

Murong Xue smiled, even though that face was so sad, tears flowed from your slightly upturned lips, turning into warm spring water dripping that cold heart.

The two assassins slowly fell, their swords drawn from Zhang Ming's chest, and blood shot out from where they had left and fell to the ground like arrows. Zhang Ming suddenly felt that the pain in his body had become lighter, and his body was not so heavy, as if the road of heaven had appeared in front of him, and the scenes of the past appeared in his mind one by one. And Murong Xue held Zhang Ming's body when Zhang Ming was about to fall, hugged Zhang Ming tightly, pillowed Zhang Ming's head on his chest and stroked Zhang Ming's face, his whole body convulsed, tears dripped on Zhang Ming's face, and his mouth just said repeatedly, "Zhang Ming, you said that you would protect me, what should I do if you die, open your eyes quickly, I won't make you angry in the future, and I won't be nosy." Zhang Ming was still unconscious as if he hadn't heard a sound at all.

While Murong Xue was crying bitterly, the people on the other side were in the middle of the battle, making the two guns and the comer fight, the man was holding a black big knife, dressed in black, with thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes the size of copper bells, and a long scar between his mouth and nose.

The two people with guns were already injured, but now they were pressed by the other party's momentum, and their skills were greatly reduced, and after a while, a few more wounds were added to their bodies, the blood flow was faster, and the strength was lost from the body. First pulled a spear flower, and then a move "breakthrough" stabbed away, the black-clothed swordsman smiled when he saw this, and blocked it with the blade of the knife, and the straight tip of the spear collided with the hard blade, and the sparks splashed like fireworks, and there was another fun in the night rain, but with the blood on the ground, the internal organs, the brains of the white flowers, and the scattered blood grass looked very weird.

The black-clothed swordsman used the blade of the knife to block the spear and then immediately raised the blade of the knife, rolled forward, and wanted to cut off the legs of the two, seeing that the four legs were about to kiss the blade of the knife, the two immediately jumped on the ground with the gun to avoid the crisis of a broken leg, and stabbed the knife man with a return pistol, and the cold light was like a twinkling star.

Seeing this, the black-clothed swordsman slashed at the two with a backhand, and the two were busy blocking it with the head of the gun, and as soon as the knife slashed at the head of the gun, the two people holding the gun fell to the ground, not expecting the knifeman to have this divine power, and the black-clothed swordsman took advantage of the victory to chase and provoke a knife to the heads of the two.

Seeing the swordsman coming, the two of them said in their hearts, "The opportunity is here," the two have been waiting for the swordsman to use the move of opening and closing, at this time, they immediately raised the gun and moved backwards, making the family tradition forbidden move "Thunder Dance Chaos", the silver light of the head of the two guns was dense like rain at this time, dozens of cracks appeared on the ground, and the surrounding grass was ground into powder by the whirlwind and scattered in the sky, as beautiful as the goddess scattering flowers, the black-clothed swordsman did not dodge and dodged but got up close, and the unpretentious knife blasted towards the gun with endless domineering.

After the piercing loud noise, the earth fog was raised, the two people with guns were lying not far from the gas explosion, life and death were unknown, the two guns were broken into two sections, the corner of the knifeman's mouth came out of a trace of blood, the injured knifeman was surprised, just now the knifeman broke the face with a point, and the skill is still much higher than the two of them, plus the two have been injured before, they can still hurt him, if it is not forcibly suppressed the injury, now the mouth is spurting blood, and the real qi is greatly damaged.

The black-clothed swordsman didn't end the lives of the two gunmen, after all, the two were seriously injured and didn't die much better.

The black-clothed swordsman with a faint smile walked towards Zhang Ming and Murong Xue with a knife, thinking in his heart, "After finishing these people, the task will be completed, and it will be my turn to sit down as the team leader, looking at the expressions of those who usually point fingers at me, it is really exciting," Thinking about it, the black-clothed swordsman showed a smug smile, but in Murong Xue's eyes, he looked as ruthless as a fierce ghost's sneer.

Murong Xue calmed down from her grief after hearing the loud bang, and saw the two people with guns falling to the ground, and the guns were also broken, thinking to herself, "The loud noise just now was not caused by the three of them fighting." The uneasy Murong Xue gently removed Zhang Ming from her lap, stood up, and stared at the black-clothed swordsman who was walking slowly.

The black-clothed swordsman with a 'treacherous smile' carried a knife in one hand, stepping on the muddy road with his feet, and mud would splash with every step, and Murong Xue, whose heart was beating faster, clenched his fists. Before the person arrives, the murderous spirit arrives first. "Cold" is the main feeling Murong Xue feels now, and this is what she feels from her heart.

Murong Xue didn't say a word, and slammed into the chest of the black-clothed swordsman with a simple straight punch, the black-clothed swordsman did not make any defensive moves, let Murong Xue attack, the fist and the body collided, nothing happened, the angry Murong Xue frantically bombarded the body of the black-clothed swordsman, but with her single-handed kung fu, how could she disperse the black-clothed swordsman's protective true qi.

The more she fought, the more frightened Murong Xue's face became, and the black-clothed swordsman let out his true qi with a "hum", and Murong Xue was immediately shocked and flew a few meters away. With a "wow", blood spurted out of Sakura's mouth, making it look like he had put on lipstick, and the black-clothed swordsman did not immediately end Murong Xue's life, he wanted to play a game, which made Murong Xue feel more fearful, thus scaring himself to death.

The black-clothed swordsman slowly raised the knife, and the fear in Murong Xue's heart increased, the phoenix blew harder and harder, and the rain became more and more dense, as if the heavens were crying. The frightened Murong Xue's heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her heart, and the helpless Murong Xue watched the knife raise higher and higher, almost reaching the top, and her face turned pale like a dead man's face.

The black-clothed swordsman who watched all this had a special pleasure in his heart, laughed, and made a gesture of wanting to cut off Zhang Ming's head, and the knife was slightly unlucky.

Murong Xue, who was silent, shouted "Don't" heartbreakingly, but the knife went down with the sound, swinging quickly, Murong Xue, who closed her eyes like despair, pounced on the black-clothed swordsman, and a cold light swept towards Murong Xue with death.

The surprised black-clothed swordsman opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't want to believe what he saw, and Zhang Ming stood straight in front of him at this time, looking at Zhang Ming's black-clothed swordsman with incredible eyes, and muttered, "It's about to be cut, how come, how can a small character have such a fast speed?"

Murong Xue, who slowly opened her eyes, burst into tears, her face instantly became bloody, joy overflowed her face, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, in her eyes, the wind and rain were gone, only the blue figure, a lightning split the black sky, just against Zhang Ming, an inexplicable feeling instantly drowned Murong Xue's heart, and a strange warmth poured out from her heart, making Murong Xue intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.

The black-clothed swordsman who came to his senses, Pingdao, pointed at Zhang Ming and shouted, "I, the sword thunder, will definitely take your life, suffer death." The first type of the three stunts of the Tyrannomy, "Shaking the Earth and Shaking the Sky", was used from Lei Zhen's hands, and a horizontal slash seemed to be full of flaws, but the flaws contained these countless killing machines, and the aura of the Heaven and Earth Destroying Knife rolled straight towards Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming, who felt the power of destroying the world and the earth of this move, did not retreat, and let the whirlwind created by the knife move roll up, and entered the "subtlety" in an instant The realm stared at the trajectory of every trace of the wind of the knife move, the knife was getting closer and closer to Zhang Ming, and the clothes on Zhang Ming's body were cut by the knife qi, at this moment Zhang Ming saw the strangest gap in the knife light, and it was only 0.1 seconds to take out the knife, and the knife momentum of the thunder shock was out of direction, only cutting off a few special hairs on the back of Zhang Ming's head, and Zhang Ming was standing steadily when he landed, on the other hand, Lei Zhen almost fell and ate.

Zhang Ming, who was as usual on the surface but broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, thought, "It's so dangerous, if the force of the knife just now was a little lighter or heavier, I'm afraid that I would have gone to drink tea with King Yama now, which is really dangerous than shaving my head." After a while, he looked at Lei Zhen with extremely contemptuous eyes and said, "Badao, hmph, that's just it, it's just the eight knives that teach the king, and the dishes can't be spoken." ”

After the short-tempered Lei Zhen heard what Zhang Ming said, he became angry and immediately cut off half of his reason, and said fiercely, "Stinky boy, if you have a kind, I will say it again, look at your grandfather, I won't kill you, I will skin your dog, dismantle your bones, steam your meat, and feed the pigs," casually slashed at Zhang Ming, and Zhang Ming, who saw that he had begun to get angry, laughed and said, "Wang Badao, Wang Badao, cut me, can you cut me?" Lei Zhen, who entered a state of madness, slashed sideways, although Zhang Ming was not hit by the knife, but he also suffered a lot, and the knife qi attached to the knife made him hurt and injured, and secretly thought "If there was no Murong Xue's shout and a strange force squeezed in from outside the body when he was unconscious just now, I'm afraid it would have 、、、、、、、、、 by now."

Completely crazy thunder shock, flicked a knife, the gas exploded into a line, up to two feet, Zhang Ming was also swept by the air flow and hit a tree, an unfortunate old nightingale was crushed to death by Zhang Ming in the trunk, the branch was broken Zhang Ming fell to the ground, the red eyes of the thunder shock rushed to the knife, Zhang Ming hurriedly took a few steps back to avoid, Lei Zhen's clothes "hissed" and shattered into countless pieces.

The black as the god of death thunder Zhen shouted, the flowers and trees within two meters of it as if they had been roasted by the hot sun, withered quickly, even the rain seemed to be afraid of Lei Zhen did not dare to approach him, at this moment Lei Zhen's crazy look had receded, replaced with another cold face, and the domineering spirit of the whole body disappeared without a trace as if it had never been, which made Zhang Ming not get up, because he felt the explosive power contained in Lei Zhen's body, Zhang Ming smiled bitterly in his heart, "Oops, play with fire、、、、、、、、 ”

The gale swept through the bodies of the two of them, and the dense heavy rain hit Zhang Ming's body and hurt Zhang Ming's heart, knowing that Zhang Ming, who was going to confess his life here, condensed a thin ice blade in his hand, "Oh" An ice blade flew out of Zhang Ming's hand, and Lei Zhen also moved, at the same time, not to dodge but only rushed away, the thin ice blade hit Lei Zhen's body and turned into a small pinch of ice powder, floating wind and air, and then gone, after a knife, the blood-red earth deepened a few traces of bright red, Zhang Ming looked at Lei Zhen in surprise, and he didn't expect Lei Zhen to suddenly become so powerful, his proud body was in Lei Zhen's knife momentum, it looked like a clown's color ball toy, and it was broken with a casual knife, and the 'red wine' flowed down from his waist,' Fortunately, the injured place is not an important part, in Zhang Ming's opinion, Lei Zhen didn't want to kill himself so quickly, and showed a smile, which looked a little reluctant and bleak.

Murong Xue, who was watching the battle from afar, burst into tears in her swollen eyes, she originally thought that Zhang Ming could kill Lei Zhen, that terrible demon, because with her eyes, she could also see the flaws in the crazy Lei Zhen's powerful moves, and there were more than one or two flaws, but Lei Zhen, who had calmed down quickly, was expressionless on his face, like a piece of wood, which made her very worried. What she thought immediately became the reality of her eyes, as soon as Lei Zhen, who was moving much faster, came out of the knife, Zhang Ming was injured by the knife, "What to do, what to do" Murong Xue thought anxiously, and even after her lips were bitten, she still couldn't find a way, and cried helplessly.

Lei Zhen, who took a few steps back, pointed a knife at Zhang Ming, who was covered in bruises, and said indifferently, "You are a good knife training object, you can't die for so long, but your luck ends here, if you hadn't made me so angry that I lost myself, I wouldn't have been able to break through the 'Deception Technique' In order to thank you, I will let you taste the other two tricks of the Deception before you die, I hope you can survive this trick first, don't know whether to live or die stinky boy." After saying that, he raised his knife and shouted, "The second style of the Hegemony Trick 'Domineering Thousand Autumns'," The smiling thunder shook and rushed towards Zhang Ming, and the dust raised behind it turned into a tiger shape, the long teeth bited straight in, and countless knife lights danced, such as the gas light band in the Milky Way, the knife was cut from Zhang Ming's side, Zhang Ming didn't even have time to dodge, he was scraped by the cyclone, and a few handfuls of spiky hair were cut first, and then Zhang Ming let the air flow brought by the knife move roll up, and countless sand and gravel were rolled up from the ground, like a piece of extremely tiny blade grinding towards Zhang Ming's body that looked thin and vulnerable, leaving countless blood marks after grinding, but Zhang Ming drank Mingshen Soup, and when the effect of the medicine was not fully exerted, the physique recovery ability would be very amazing, At least for those small wounds, they heal instantly, which makes Zhang Ming suffer more pain, there is no feeling of paralysis, the pain of skin is unbearable for ordinary people, even if Zhang Ming has been tortured by Mingshen Soup, he is more immune to pain, and in this continuous grinding pain still makes a miserable cry, almost making Zhang Ming think that he is back to the time when he did not faint after drinking Mingshen Soup, but Zhang Ming is much more energetic now than then, so he hopes to faint soon, and at the moment when he gritted his teeth and committed suicide, Zhang Ming remembered Murong Xue, and somehow relied on an inexplicable persistence to survive the time when there was no sand and stone impacting his body, I feel that life has changed from the dark night in the eyes of Zhang Ming, who returned to the body, to the blue sky and white god machine, with endless birdsong, red flowers and green grass, a quiet and comfortable appearance, until I turned over and saw 、、、、、、、、、、

Zhang Ming's mind that fell from the air was blank, and the smiling Lei Zhen put the knife in both hands at a 45-degree angle, and Zhang Ming, who fell straight down, smiled bitterly, secretly thinking, "It's finally going to end" , Thinking of what it would look like after a knife, when the phoenix would hold him up, his body slowly split into two halves, blood and internal organs fell from his stomach, and then with the upper part of his body being swept up by the wind and spinning, the red and white intestines would slowly wrap around his body, and at that time he should still be conscious, experience the taste of the ancient waist cut, and it was not in vain to come to this strange and expected world, although the picture is very terrifying, ordinary people may have fainted when they encounter such a terrible thing, but Zhang Ming does not want to faint, and there is still concern in his heart。

"The third form of the Heavenly Trick, 'Heaven and Earth are the only ones I am'" Lei Zhen showed a satisfied and hideous smile, like those thousand-year-old ghosts who have robbed people's lives, Zhang Ming's eyes widened, staring at all this.

On the other hand, Murong Xue couldn't help but close her eyes before the knife came into contact with the 'meat', unwilling to see the terrifying and terrifying scene, the guilt in her heart almost made her breathless, thinking "If it weren't for meddle in my own affairs, things wouldn't have developed like this, and Zhang Ming wouldn't have ~~~~" The blood and tears in her eyes oozed from between her fingers.

The corners of Lei Zhen's original smiling mouth were in stark contrast to Zhang Ming's pale face, but now the situation has changed, and he can only open his eyes wide to express his surprise, and the huge mouth can almost be stuffed into the head of a big carp.

After the violent knife qi cut Zhang Ming's clothes, he couldn't go in for half a minute, and was separated from an incomparably hard layer, allowing the whirlpool drawn by the knife qi to roll Zhang Ming into the sky.

Zhang Ming, who was washed by the sand and gravel, thought that he was about to separate the two halves, so he slowly closed his eyes, intending to enjoy the last pain, suddenly there was a sharp pain in the dantian, Zhang Ming closed his eyes completely with a miserable smile, his body seemed to be separated in half, and in an instant, a hot air rushed from the dantian to the temple, and at this strange moment, the "heaven and earth audio-visual" was automatically activated, Zhang Ming saw the things around him, and what made Zhang Ming very worried did not happen. It turned out that a large piece of stone hit the dantian, and at the waist there was something like a flying knife and a dagger in the block, and the strange weapon was not broken, indicating that Zhang Ming was not cut in half, at this time Zhang Ming, who was able to open his heart and smile, expanded his sense of thinking wildly, and saw everything within three miles clearly Zhao Zhao, the moving mouse, the tree that was crooked by the wind, the nest at the top of the tree, the little bird in the nest that opened its mouth and leaned together, and the snake that curled up in the hole~~~~~~ the feeling of a moment benefited Zhang Ming a lot。 At the moment when Zhang Ming was distracted, "Heaven and Earth Audio-Visual" suddenly disappeared, Zhang Ming opened his eyes again, and saw a sharp stone that cut off the rope hanging on Longling, and as soon as the agile Zhang Ming grabbed it, Longling was caught by Zhang Ming in his hand, fortunately Zhang Ming grabbed the handle of the knife, otherwise it would be okay because ~~~~, just like that, Zhang Ming fell to the ground, and Zhang Ming, who woke up, barely entered the "subtlety" In the realm, everything has become very slow, Zhang Ming saw that the scenery was several times more beautiful, and the rain slowly changed his original trajectory with the direction of the phoenix. Slowly' dripped to the Yinghua grass that looked up to the moon, and the Yinghua grass was slowly lowered when it was rained down until it was pressed down nearly a centimeter or so, and then the grass tip was warped upward, and the raindrops were bounced out, dripping on the ground and falling into pieces and scattering, just when Zhang Ming was focusing on the subtle realm is what he saw, his body turned several times on the ground, and the body that had been worn off his clothes and pants due to the sand and gravel erosion had a few more blood marks, but it quickly disappeared again.

At the moment of stopping, Zhang Ming went from the realm of "subtlety" Retreated, in a blink of an eye, he saw the red liquid oozing from Murong Xueyu's fingers, Zhang Ming, who ignored the injuries suffered by his body, bounced up from the ground, and gently removed the two snow-white and transparent hands, what he saw were two empty eyes, blood slowly flowed out of them, a face that was extremely distorted by sadness, Zhang Ming, who was shocked at this moment, knew that the person in front of him would be another person worthy of his own protection, and he had to spend his life taking care of her, caring for her, protecting her, and making her happy.

Zhang Ming, who smiled lightly, gently lifted Murong Xue's chin, slowly kissed the bloody and white lips, and the lips parted, Zhang Ming said softly in Murong Xue's ear, "Lady, husband will be back soon." ”

After that, he picked up the flying knife on the ground, stood up and walked, and just a second later, the color of life appeared in Murong Xue's empty eyes, and his face also had a bloody color, but it looked a little red, and his hands seemed to not know where to put them, moving east and west.

At this time, Lei Zhen returned to 'normal', looking at Zhang Ming who was walking slowly, the hand holding the knife was a little trembling, and the height of the soil within half a meter around his body was a few centimeters less than that outside half a meter, which showed the power of the knife just now.

Long Ling kept moving her position in Zhang Ming's hands, from left to right, and from right to left, changing very quickly, leaving only a trace of afterimage between the two hands, at this time Zhang Ming was planning the route of the attack in his mind, but it was clear that Zhang Ming had decided to fight with Lei Zhen in close combat, because most of the true qi in the body had been consumed, and the dantian was damaged, and the true qi could only be withdrawn from the dantian little by little.

The current Zhang Ming is no longer the naïve Zhang Ming, let alone the underworld murderer in his previous life, but a combination of the two.

Zhang Ming is gambling, betting that the opponent can't quickly adapt to his own style of play in hand-to-hand combat, looking at the sharp weapon in his hand, this 'flying knife' that is two inches longer than an ordinary flying knife Zhang Ming didn't want to send it out, but wanted to use it as a dagger to kill the other party, "I think I was also a good hand at using a dagger back then, although I haven't used it for a long time~~~~" Zhang Ming thought secretly.

Zhang Ming, who jumped forward in one step, made the appearance of wanting to shoot the flying knife, and the vigilant Lei Zhen stood flat with the knife, so that the knife and the person were in a straight line, and the advance could be attacked and retreated.

Zhang Ming, who showed weakness, also made seemingly defensive movements, and the terrifying monstrous murderous aura rushed straight to Zhang Ming, although Zhang Ming kept reminding himself that the enemy was not so strong in his heart, but Zhang Ming's body was trembling autonomously, but his movements did not stagnate because of this, and he slowly and orderly approached Lei Zhen with broken steps, and the Lei Zhen in Zhang Ming's eyes became a dangerous prey, and his heart kept reminding himself that he must succeed as soon as possible, and he could not let other wounds fall on this body that was good on the outside and inside.

An arrow step like an eagle striking the sky and stabbing into Lei Zhen's chest, although Lei Zhen was shocked that Zhang Ming actually came to hand-to-hand combat, but many years of experience in the battle made him react quickly, kicking and turning the blade, "Oh" A sound of Long Ling stabbed on the black knife, the proposed leg from Zhang Ming's feet jumped up fast, making Zhang Ming break out in a cold sweat, straighten his chest and raise his legs to kick the back of the knife to the side, seeing the foot with a thin blood watermark coming, pointing to the left chest, Lei Zhen did not dare to be careless, punched the face at the same time a spin of the blade fell down and scraped, Zhang Ming saw that the fist was not good to close the foot side of the head and put Long Ling on the instep, the knife touch, Long Ling shocked Zhang Ming's feet slightly numb, although the blade can not bring any damage to Linglong, but for Zhang Ming, the shock force is ~~~~, as strong as ten bulls and nine elephants, the huge force shook Zhang Ming, as soon as he left the ground Zhang Ming had nowhere to relay, swirling in the air, Lei Zhen seized the opportunity to stab the tiger down the mountain, wanting to see Zhang Ming from the middle of the symmetrical halves, the calm Zhang Ming thought about it and came up with a very risky way, relying on the faint trace of true qi to come up with a "fish turn," the black knife happened to be close to Zhang Ming's nose, and a few sharp hairs on the nose were immediately cut in two.

As soon as the sweaty Zhang Ming landed, he launched an offensive against Lei Zhen, biting like a mad wolf, Lei Zhen didn't want to fight with him for a while, Zhang Ming saw that he avoided but did not fight and launched an attack more selflessly, Lei Zhen accidentally stumbled, Zhang Ming hurriedly reversed his hand to collect the knife, Lei Zhen saw that he raised the knife in a panic, did not block Zhang Ming's knife from the side, and hurriedly tilted his head to avoid it, but still let Zhang Ming have a cut in his chin, blood flowed, the angry Lei Zhen raised the knife and slashed at Zhang Ming's head Ignoring Zhang Ming's kicking foot, Zhang Ming smiled coldly, increased his strength, and when the knife came to the face, the foot had been imprinted with Lei Zhen's dantian, and the seriously injured Lei Zhen was stunned, Zhang Ming took the opportunity to avoid the fatal knife, Zhang Ming on the side of the move to kick straight to Lei Zhen's neck, Lei Zhen saw that he stopped the body that rotated with the knife, with one hand to block Zhang Ming's legs, a knife frame to block the fast and weird stab, Zhang Ming's wrist was shocked and soft, Linglong fell out of his hand, Zhang Ming hurriedly held it with his other hand to Long Ling, Lei Zhen hit Zhang Ming's head with the handle of the knife, but it was obvious that Zhang Ming's elbow was a little faster, and the side hit near Lei Zhen's heart, the knife momentum was stagnant, Zhang Ming left in time by relying on the blade face, Lei Zhen was angry and turned around, but slow is slow, and the knife qi only swept to the place where Zhang Ming's back was a little distance away from the jumper, although it was, still made Zhang Ming feel a trace of cold air blowing on his back that was colder than the current winter rain, which made Zhang Ming sweat non-stop.

The black god machine dispersed, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on Zhang Ming, who was panting like a cow, both of them were very tired, Zhang Ming was especially, his muscles continued to rise and fall with his breathing, and both of them only had a few blows left, maybe they could talk to the world with a knife or a kick. Feng gently brushed the bodies of the two of them, and in the ears of the two of them, their breathing was dozens of times louder than usual, and the sweat dripped down, and with a "click" sound, the sweat scattered, blending into the reddish droplets on the grass fragments, and the green seemed to dissolve into the fluttering divine machine.

The restless Lei Zhen jumped up first and tried his best to slash at Zhang Ming, Zhang Ming smiled secretly in his heart and wanted to avoid it, and then killed him from the side, Zhang Ming felt that his feet were paralyzed as soon as he lifted his legs, and in desperation, he smiled bitterly and raised his knife to block it.

The treacherous Lei Zhen originally thought that Zhang Ming would avoid it, and then throw the knife out when Zhang Ming moved carelessly, so that even if the knife after forcibly changing his move did not bring much force, smashing on Zhang Ming's body could make Zhang Ming's weak body suffer heavy injuries and be weak, and then he himself could solve Zhang Ming effortlessly. Now Zhang Ming does not avoid what he wants, making Lei Zhen laugh from his heart, "Die on your own knife, you are wronged enough" Lei Zhen thought. There may be no possibility of things changing, and the smug eyes are shining.

The weight of the big knife, condescending compared to Zhang Ming's current situation can be regarded as a heaven and a place, Zhang Ming's high Longling has now been pressed very close to the neck, the skin has also been frostbitten, the handle that is not suitable for both hands to hold makes Zhang Ming unable to use strength, so it was stalemate for two seconds, and it seemed that the knife was about to cut through the skin and enter, even if Zhang Ming didn't want to die in his own weapon, it seemed to be useless, a big phoenix blew from Zhang Ming's body and increased Zhang Ming's burden, a drop of reddish blood dripped from the tip of the black knife, and happened to fall into Zhang Ming's eyes, and the blurred moonlight was reflected in the red eyesZhang Ming had hallucinations in the case of a high loss of fighting spirit for a long time, Zhang Ming was very clear that Zhao's own life was leaving his soul, this world was about to say goodbye to him, and the light of the door to another world was guiding him forward.

Just when Zhang Ming was about to step into the door, the scene suddenly changed, the stars in the sky kept flickering, a protruding maple tree on the blood-red ground came into his eyes, looking up, a girl looked sideways at the starry curtain in the sky, Zhang Ming wanted to know who the girl was, the back was very familiar, but the girl never looked back, which made Zhang Ming feel very puzzled, wanted to move forward but couldn't move, suddenly the girl jumped out of the high tree, as if she wanted to grab a white leaf falling on the side branch of the trunk, there were suddenly many knives and guns under the tree, Zhang Ming instantly rushed out and broke through the barrier that had been hindered for a long time, and the white moonlight just shone on the girl's face, a drop of red blood slipped out of that eye socket, and Zhang Ming instantly bounced back to reality.

In an instant, the things experienced in an instant have changed a lot, at least it has changed Zhang Ming's heart, Zhang Ming, who is very heartbroken, slowly turned Long Ling, in this process the mental and physical pain is entangled with the body, watching the knife slowly cut away the flesh on his shoulder, absolutely the most courageous thing, although it is only a small piece, but the feeling in it is only his own most clear Zhao (Long Ling is two-sided, like a short sword, and ordinary flying knives are different, although this gives the weapon more power but will also make the person who uses the weapon more likely to be injured, plus the length of the knife and the dagger have a comparison, if it is not that the curved blade and the dagger are not commensurate, it can also be called a short dagger, the appearance is not very good-looking, black and black, just like a piece of charcoal, it can only be seen at noon that it has a metallic luster, but it is still black and black, and it cannot reflect the light, in short, it is the kind of first choice for killing people and preventing fire at night. ）

Watching the black knife being corrected by Long Ling slowly cutting in, Zhang Ming was grateful to Shen Ji Chang in his heart, and thought, "Let him go in the past, this may be the last time to use Long Ling." ”

Lei Zhen, who had exhausted his true qi, could no longer use his strength to suppress Zhang Ming to keep himself in the air, but he landed in an instant, and at this moment Lei Zhen became a ghost, Zhang Ming took the opportunity to use the "tears" that he had just comprehended in the hallucination, the knife slashed his heart, and all the fragile internal organs in the body cavity had shattered the true qi that Zhang Ming had attached to the knife and released, and what fell to the ground at this moment was just a corpse with residual warmth. The knife just now was definitely the fastest knife Zhang Ming had ever used, faster than a flying knife, it could only be described as a flash, when Long Ling cut the black knife, it was the same as cutting tofu with a bamboo knife, there was no harsh grinding sound, and even the air seemed to be cut in half.

The breeze blew, and the two fell, and the black knife fell from the sky and plunged deep into the earth, breaking in two, and the incision was smooth as if it had existed for a long time, and the mirror-like incision seemed to record all the battles that had happened in its black tin texture.

If Murong Xue hadn't been greedy for a small path and got lost and came here, Zhang Ming would not have participated in the battle, would not have been injured, would not have transformed, and would not have ......

If Zhang Ming hadn't met Murong Xue, maybe he would have stayed in a quiet place for the rest of his life, and he wouldn't have such an understanding, and he wouldn't have ......

If Lei Zhen had broken through the "Heavenly Trick" a month earlier, he would not have met Zhang Ming, and today's battle would not have happened, and he would not have ......

There are too many coincidences that make history the present, and people are happy because of coincidences or are they miserable because of coincidences? Happiness and pain are the rhythm of the music of life, why are they so different? Perhaps it is because of these coincidences that life is called life.