Cheng Jing's physical condition is really bad now, he just bites his tongue and endures that he didn't faint.

It seemed that the middle-aged man didn't hit him in the battle just now, but the man's kick at the beginning, plus two elbow blows in the middle, made Cheng Jing vomit several mouthfuls of blood, his calf was broken, and he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, feeling that he was really worse than dead, so he wanted to fall asleep like this.

The man in the robe looked at Cheng Jing's miserable condition and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I just want to see if you have anything in your stomach that we're looking for, after all, we came all the way here, and we can't take that broken hilt to restore our lives, don't you say?"

After speaking, he was about to do it, but before the man in the robe made a move, an object flew behind him, hitting him in the back of the head, the man in the robe didn't look at it and waved his hand and slashed out a sword backwards, and the flying thing was two, and then landed, and if you look closely, it was the pistol that killed the middle-aged man with millet.

The man in the robe looked back at the direction where the pistol was flying, and saw Han Xue and Xiaomi, who were supporting each other, and then smiled, and said to Cheng Jing who was lying on the ground:

"The three of you really have a deep relationship, do you want to die together? You kid is really blessed with all people. ”

After that, the figure moved, came to Han Xuexiao's body at a speed that was difficult for a normal person to react to, and gently slapped everyone on the chest.

That seemingly slow palm, but Han Xue and Xiaomi didn't have time to react at all, they only felt that they had been hit by a car, and they couldn't help themselves, and flew directly back a few meters away, falling to the ground unconscious.

After the Taoist man finished doing this, he clapped his palms, took out the short sword from his waist again, and said to Cheng Jing:

"You should be glad that there is the restraint of the Heavenly Dao on us people, if it weren't for killing you ants, you would have been plagued by the Heavenly Tribulation and the demons in your heart, just like you, how many times would you have died."

After a pause, he said to Cheng Jing:

"But you're different, for the sake of the legendary treasure, I'm willing to take this risk, after all, if I get it, I think the head of the family will definitely give me a way to survive the catastrophe."

After that, raising the sword was about to divide Cheng Jing into two, but the man in the robe found that Cheng Jing was talking, but his voice was very small, so small that the man in the robe could only hear his voice and couldn't hear the content.

The man in the robe stopped his movements and leaned forward slightly, only to hear Cheng Jing lying on the ground say:

"I want to see the hilt of the sword you got, do you dare me to see it before I die."

Hearing this, the man in the robe smiled and said, "Dying people, where did you come from so many things!" ”

Then he raised his sword and wanted to stab it, however, a sound of wind came into his ears, and when he turned his head, the hilt of the sword stood upright on the ground less than a meter away from Cheng Jing.

The Taoist man looked back at the woman in ancient costume who threw the hilt of the sword over, and the woman nodded at him.

"Cheap you, let you pay off a wish before you die, look at it."

After the man in the robe finished speaking, he found that Cheng Jing was just looking at himself and had no other movements, he thought about it, and then suddenly it was that the kid on the ground couldn't even turn his head to look.

The man in the robe smiled sarcastically, reached out and picked up the hilt of the sword on the ground, and held it up in front of Cheng Jing's eyes, his face full of compassion:

"I have also done a good deed to help the dying fulfill their wishes."

Cheng Jing on the ground looked at the hilt of the sword in front of him, raised his right hand tremblingly, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at the hilt of the sword.

The man in the robe didn't stop Cheng Jing's move, he had no reason to stop a person who was going to die, could the person in front of him still snatch it away?

The mutation abruptly appeared, and at the moment when Cheng Jing's fingertips touched the hilt of the sword, the hilt of the sword shattered instantly, and then decomposed at an incredible speed, nothingness.

Before the Dao robe man could react, the hilt of the sword in his hand disappeared out of thin air, he looked at the empty hand, and then looked at Cheng Jing on the ground, the smile on his face gradually solidified, and then turned angry and hideous.

"What did you do? Where's my sword? ”

The man in the robe grabbed Cheng Len's hair, lifted him from the ground, and lifted him above his head.

Cheng Jing smiled, but he didn't laugh, he spit out two mouthfuls of blood, he directly sprayed the robe man's face, and then said two words slowly and clearly:

"Wangcai!"

"You're looking for death!"

The man in the robe carried Cheng Jing with one hand, and patted Cheng Jing lightly on his chest with the other hand.

I clearly saw that after the Taoist man's palm fell to Cheng Jing's chest, Cheng Jing's chest collapsed directly into a large piece, and then the whole person was like being hit by a train, spitting blood, flying backwards into the distant woods, and stopped after hitting a big tree at the edge of the forest.

Before Cheng Jing's body slipped and fell to the ground, a short sword flew in, passed through his left shoulder armor, and then inserted it into the tree, nailing Cheng Jing's body to the ground firmly to the tree.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you first, I'm going to kill these two women first, I'll let you watch them both be dismembered by me, and I'll clean you up in the end."

After speaking, the man in the robe walked towards Han Xue and Xiaomi, who were unconscious on the ground, with a cruel expression.

"Am I going to die? It turns out that death is not as terrible as imagined. ”

Suddenly, Cheng Jing saw the tent covered by wind and snow, the familiar face, the old man with white temples and dry skin. He seemed to be smiling at himself, waving to himself, and holding a half-pack of biscuits in his hand.

The scene changed again, under a dim street lamp, on the sidewalk, a girl in a skirt snuggled there, and the shop lights illuminated her so beautiful, so moving.

Contrary to that beauty, the girl's face was full of tears, her eyes were full of despair and helplessness, and she looked at herself like that.

Cheng Jing wanted to rush over and ask the girl what was wrong, but he found that he couldn't run no matter how he ran, and the girl's figure dissipated gradually, gradually, just little by little.

"No...!!"

A beastly roar came from Cheng Jing's throat, causing the Taoist man's movements to stagnate, and he looked back incredulously.

Cheng Jing, who was nailed to the tree, slowly pulled out the Taoist man's short sword at some point, but the wound that pulled out the sword was miraculously no blood flowing, and it seemed that other large and small wounds on Cheng Jing's body were no longer bleeding.

The Taoist man rarely lost his smile, and his face was solemn, because he saw that in Cheng Jing's hand, his sword was struggling violently, like a living thing, but no matter what, it couldn't get rid of it, and then his heart ached, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his natal sword was directly voided in Cheng Jing's hand, just like the hilt of the sword that was lost by Cheng Jing, it was directly nothing.

The Taoist man endured the severe pain and looked at the past, Cheng Jing in the distance still lowered his head, but he slowly got up by leaning on the body of the big tree, twisted his body and limbs, as if he was feeling something, and then took a step forward, looked up, and saw Cheng Jing, with a hideous face and red eyes, like a ghost.

The Taoist man took a rare step back, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Nan Nan said:

"It's careless, it turns out that they are all like-minded people, so I said why I had that strange feeling at first sight, but how can I ...... it?"

Cheng Jing didn't reply, raised his right hand, and his index finger lightly touched the Taoist man in the air, and suddenly a three-dimensional circular wave rippled in the air, spreading like a lake being thrown into a stone, and an almost transparent energy bar in the center of the wave went straight to the Taoist man.

The Taoist man also counted his reaction speed, and at the moment Cheng Jing raised his hand, he pressed his feet under his feet, like a horse step, and then put his forearms together in front of him.

However, he underestimated Cheng Jing's strange attack, and the sound of his arms breaking could be heard clearly, and then the strange power was not yet dissipated, hitting his chest directly, and he slid out four or five meters before he could stop.

The Taoist man spit out another mouthful of blood, trembling unconsciously, his hands were no longer able to exert force, and then he looked at Cheng Jing's eyes, there was a little panic, and he turned to look at the woman in ancient costume not far away, as if asking for help.

Things have developed so far, the woman in ancient costume is still indifferent, seeing the Taoist man looking at herself, she whispered a useless minion, and then waved her sleeves, and an object flew out and went straight to the Taoist man.

The Taoist man reached out to catch the thing thrown by the woman, and when he looked at it, it was a palm-sized yellow talisman, on which unknown words were secretly written, which was very mysterious. But when the Taoist man seemed to recognize the talisman, a happy expression leaked from his face, and he hurriedly spit out a mouthful of blood on the talisman, and then put it on his chest, and the miraculous moment of the talisman disappeared.

Just as the Taoist man had finished all this, Cheng Jing tapped lightly again, ripples in the air rose again, and the scene reappeared.

But the difference this time was that the Taoist man just slowly pushed two steps, and then saw the ripples shot out by Cheng Jing an inch in front of him, and then as if there was an invisible barrier, intercepted Cheng Jing's attack.

Seeing that Cheng Jing's attack was stopped, the Taoist man returned to his former smile on his face, wiped the remaining blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said;

"This is a life talisman given to my young lady by the master, just if you want to break it, hehehe..."

Seeing this, Cheng Jing's face became even more hideous, his fingers were connected three times in the air, and the entire space in front of him was like a lake thrown into a boulder, setting off waves, and then a bucket-thick energy bar appeared in front of him at a speed that the Taoist man couldn't react to.

But just like last time, an inch away from the Taoist man's side, he was blocked by an invisible force.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist priest man just wanted to speak, but before he could make a sound, a white dot first appeared in the space in front of him, and then with the dot as the center, the dense cracks began to spread, and finally shattered like a mirror.

"Ahh

There was a scream, and the empty mountain forest was exceptionally clear at night.

The Taoist man flew dozens of meters horizontally, his whole body was blurred, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

However, looking at Cheng Jing again, he just clicked on the void three times, but after clicking, most of his black hair turned white in an instant, and his body was shriveled down like a ball that had been pumped out, his face was withered, and his figure was sluggish, like an old man of seventy or eighty years old.