Sima Deserted Grave.

It's an ominous-sounding name.

Who would be a normal person with a grave as a name?

His real name is Sima Ping, and his life as a child is the same as his name, ordinary and plain as water.

However, when he went out to visit relatives once, he encountered bandits looting, and watching the bandits swing their knives and slash and kill, Sima Ping felt a strange kind of pleasure.

When the blood splattered on his face, Situ Ping could no longer suppress the pleasure, felt that this was the most fun game in the world, and did not hesitate to join the "game".

In the frightened eyes of the bandits, Situ Ping slashed his biological parents with a knife, carried his head, and went to play a "game" with the bandits, like the reincarnation of a demon star.

The bandits were so frightened that they forgot to loot and kill them, and fled back to the cottage in a hurry.

After the tea time, a boxing master passed by, looked at the bloody Situ Ping, and mistakenly thought that he was frightened that his whole family was killed, so he accepted him as a disciple.

Situ Ping learned martial arts very quickly, and became a master in just a few years, but he has been depressed.

The master thought that he wanted revenge, and spent some time finding the original cottage, and took Situ Ping to the cottage to take revenge and kill the bandits.

Unexpectedly, in the killing, Situ Ping awakened the desire for death in his heart, and after killing the bandits, he immediately waved his fist and asked the master to join the "game".

After killing his master, Situ Ping traveled around the rivers and lakes, pursuing the true meaning of death, until he met King Zuo Wu and was defeated by King Zuo Wu with peerless martial arts.

King Zuo Wu knew his thoughts, promised to give him the most violent death, and subdued Situ Ping.

Since then, there has been no Situ Ping in the rivers and lakes, only the head of the thirteen murderers - Sima Desolate Tomb!

Now, this crazy madman stopped in front of Iron Hand, and his body was full of arrogance and murderous intent.

"Four famous catchers, iron hands!"

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to ...... Die! ”

Sima Huangfen roared, and punched at Tie Shou's chest and abdomen, his fist was arrogant and domineering, and he was full of vigor and surging, just this move, he was worthy of being a grandmaster in boxing.

Iron Hand waved his palm to block the strength of his fist, and asked with some curiosity: "If you want to die, why don't you kill yourself?" ”

Sima said in a desolate tomb: "I didn't expect that the most difficult iron hand of the four famous hunters would be so ignorant. ”

Tetsute said: "Am I ignorant? ”

Sima Huangfen said: "Life and death are fundamentally two different things, Lao Tzu's pursuit of fierce and shocking death does not mean that I hate survival, this point cannot be confused!" ”

When it comes to "death", Sima Huang's tomb turned out to be serious, solemn, and full of piety.

Just as there is a god of death in the world, Sima Huang's tomb is the most devout believer in this god.

Tetsute said: "And then?" ”

Sima Huang's tomb said: "In this world, everyone has prejudice and misunderstanding about death, they are just ordinary people, and their short-sightedness is disgusting. ”

Sima Huang's face was crazy: "Death is actually not terrible, because death is not only the end of a life journey, but also the beginning of the liberation of the body and soul and the sublimation to another realm. ”

"From the first time I came into contact with death, I was fascinated by the sacred aura of death, and I realized that there is something so moving and exciting in the world!"

"My name is the desolate grave, because I don't need a coffin, I don't need to be buried in the ground, exposing the corpse to the wilderness, and I can't die well, which is the end I pursue!"

As he told the experience, Sima Huang's momentum became more and more crazy: "So, Iron Hand, today either you kill me, or I kill you!" ”

Tie Shou said: "The price of the tombstone cemetery is very expensive, I can't afford to spend money on this little catcher, the grave is not proper, and the prison of the criminal department is your final destination." ”

Before the words fell, the iron hand had already gathered a consistent divine skill, and blasted out a big banner and a palm.

The iron hand has the iron and blood banner gate, the free door of the two internal strength of the true transmission, the skill is unfathomable, a pair of iron arms break gold and gravel, and the heavy fist blasts out unbreakable.

The palm power blasted out, like a copper wall and an iron wall, as if a wall was lifted and crushed against Sima Huang's grave.

Sima Huang's tomb was overjoyed when he saw the hunting, and immediately carried out the lore that he had learned all his life - three strikes of death!

Little rest in peace!

The fist strength instantly converged into one, and the violent killing intent and death qi all converged in the fist.

In this instant, Sima Desolate Tomb seems to have become the plain Sima Ping he once was.

Tie Shou knew in his heart that this was not Sima Huang's lack of strength, but that he took the initiative to restrain his true qi, and what followed was definitely a stormy onslaught.

"Boom!"

In the crackling sound, the iron and blood domineering palm power was shattered by a punch, and the heavy fist slammed into the abdomen of the iron hand.

The iron hand Chen fell from his waist and fell from his horse, and he actually stopped his body abruptly, and then changed his method, urging out a strong and majestic aura that was masculine and majestic.

Majestic miraculous!

Sima Huangfen slammed his fist into the iron hand, but he only felt that it hit the iron plate, and his hand was extremely hot, and his arm was even shocked to the point of numbness, and then he became even more excited.

Such a strong person can give him death.

The pinnacle of the battle, a vigorous death.

The iron hand took a few steps back with his strength, followed by a dodge that flew to Sima Huang's side, and slammed his fist under Sima Huang's side, blasting him more than ten feet away.

Bare Hand Murder Fist - Ten Miles of Thunder!

"One punch for one punch, no one will let anyone!"

"Well said, take another punch from Lao Tzu!"

Sima Huangfen roared, and punched again.

Three Blows of Death - Great Relief!

The fist strength is completely different from Fang Cai, not only contains a strong irritability and killing intent, but also has a strange chic, as if it has really been liberated.

Sima Huang's face was smiling, and he actually had a sense of sacredness, as if he was a monk who was detached from the world, and seemed to have been sublimated by both body and soul.

Whether his ideas are crooked or not, at least it proves that he really thinks this way in his heart, and not deliberately talking nonsense in order to show his authority.

Iron Hand had seen countless madmen and many murderous people in his life, but it was the first time he had encountered someone like Sima Huangfen who regarded death as a faith.

It's not the king of Yama, Jiazi Tai Sui, the judge, the black and white impermanence, the Tai Bai Xing and other fierce gods and killing gods.

These people are nothing more than representatives of death, or executors of death, just completing tasks, and Sima Huangfen is the true believer in death.

Tie Shou even thought that in Li Jinyu's fairy tales when he was a child, the guy named "Black Death Emperor" might be Sima Huang's pursuit.

When a normal person encounters a madman like Sima Huangfen, he may have been so frightened that he couldn't use his strength.

But Sima Desolate's opponent was the Iron Hand.

No matter what kind of madman, the iron hand chooses to use this pair of iron fists to smash it with dignity.

Bare Hand Murder Fist - Burning the Sky and Splitting the Earth!

"Boom!"

The two fists slammed together, and the extremely strong dead air and the scorching heat of the heavens and earth fire erupted at the same time, and the radius of more than ten zhang was shrouded by the fist power, and all of them turned into ruins.

The terrifying fist power was churning wantonly in the air, and those with slightly weaker internal force would be strangled if they were close to ten zhang.

Sima Huangfen and Iron Hand fought madly, and in the blink of an eye, they didn't know dozens or hundreds of punches, and the two pairs of fists didn't have any hands, just a hard-hitting confrontation.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

In the violent collision, a figure was blasted out of the smoke and dust, and when he looked closely, it was Sima Huang's grave.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Sima Huang's grave was knocked to the ground, and he rolled for an unknown number of rolls before he unloaded the strength of his iron hand.

However, with this series of onslaughts, several of his bones have been broken, and even though he feels very happy in his heart, it is difficult to gather too much strength.

With a wave of his hand, Tie Shou threw out a special multi-ball beast rope to tie Sima Huang's grave rope, and then flew forward to seal more than a dozen acupuncture points around him.

Grabbing Sima Huang's grave, Tie Shou breathed a sigh of relief, took out a bottle of medicine, and swallowed it in one go.

The strong enemy that Tie Shou has encountered in his life, Sima Huangfen is not the highest martial arts, not the most cruel, nor the most difficult, but it really makes people feel a headache.

Especially although this person is crazy, there is no problem with his intelligence, and he reacts very quickly and has a clear mind.

How could such a person come to death at will?

Even if he really pursues death in his heart, dying in such a place cannot be called vigorous.

"Sima Huangfen, what is your purpose?"

"Guess? Otherwise, if you kill me directly, no matter what my purpose is, I will be dead and there will be no more! ”

Although Sima Huang's tomb was captured, he did not have any fear, for him, whether it was torture or death, it was not enough to shake his heart.

On the other hand, the Chincha Guard was attacked by surprise.

Thinking about it, it is clear that Iron Hand is one of the guards of the Qincha Guard, if it is not for a surprise attack, how could Iron Hand be chased out alone, isn't this a dereliction of duty?

Although the iron hand was led away, there were still three masters in the Qincha Guard, Li Yuanfang, Chasing Life, and Cold-blooded.

Zhang Huan, Li Lang and other Qianniuwei leaders, although their martial arts are not profound, they lead Qianniuwei to form a formation to besiege, and the iron rod is vigorous, and the power is quite good.

After luring away the iron hand, the enemy originally planned to continue to divert the tiger away from the mountain, but Di Renjie saw the calculation and let Qianniuwei form a formation, ignoring any provocation.

To deal with an enemy who does not know the depths, the iron bucket formation is the best choice, this formation may not be able to make a contribution, but it will certainly not go wrong, compared to the masters on Di Renjie's side, it is already a victory if it does not make a mistake.

With only a quarter of an hour's delay, Long Wuwei's 3,000 elite soldiers would arrive, and no matter how good an assassin was, he could only choose to retreat in the face of the siege of the army.

Of course, they will not retreat, nor will they use refueling tactics to immediately send elite clusters to charge.

The enemy was dressed in purple and held a steel sword, and it was the snake spirit who had been silent for a long time, and the leader was dressed in a black robe, wearing an iron mask, and holding a long sword.

This person took the initiative to call the number, calling himself a pit viper.

Li Yuanfang stepped forward to engage in the battle, and faced off with the pit viper sword for dozens of moves, but it turned out to be a tiebreaker.

No matter how sharp and swift Li Yuanfang's knife is, it can't hurt the pit viper by half a point, and no matter how light and dexterous the pit viper's sword is, it is difficult to break through the layers of knife nets.

Just when the two were fighting, there was another strong figure in black, and when he raised his hand, it was a big black handprint.

The black mudra is a tantric lineage, not only to the masculine and strong, but also contains terrifying poison, ordinary soldiers are powerless to fight, chasing their lives only to meet the enemy.

This was followed by several more powerful enemies.

With a hat on his head, holding a Miaojiang scimitar, and the knife speed is as fast as lightning, Mo San, a Miaojiang swordsman, gave it.

Holding a spear, charging into battle, an invincible top gunner, a disciple of Changshan Nine Shadows Divine Monarch, "people are thousands of miles, and the gun is in front of you" Duguwei.

Holding an iron umbrella, with a delicate face, Zhang is arrogant, looking quite thin.

Of course, these people are all wearing masks and black robes on their bodies, and their identities can only be judged by their martial arts.

There are many masters of the Qincha Guard, and Qianniuwei is brave and good at fighting, but in the face of the siege of the snake spirit and the thirteen murderers, they can only form a formation to protect themselves, and they have no power to fight back.

At such a critical moment, Di Renjie did not have the slightest fear on his face, but seemed calm and calm.

"Boom!"

Under the carriage that Di Renjie was riding, a large hole was opened, and a dwarf strange man dressed in black armor who looked like a pangolin came out.

This person's name is Sun Bugong, who is good at digging holes and escaping the ground, and is a notorious flower thief.

Other flower thieves are all light and profound, but this person is the only one who is famous for his escape technique, and he is even more carefree than Tian Boguang and Crane in the clouds.

Di Renjie is wide and fat, I am afraid that he is heavier than the three Sun Bugong, but for Sun Bugong, this weight is nothing, he can even grab Di Renjie with one hand and quickly dig a hole with the other.

"Brush!"

The steel claw grabbed Di Renjie, as long as this blow can be successful, glory and wealth are at your fingertips.

But Sun Bugong seems to have forgotten that this fat prime minister also went into battle to kill the enemy when he was young.

"Hum~~"

Accompanied by a melodious voice, Di Renjie didn't know when there was an extra four-foot iron shovel in his hand.

When Sun Bugong's steel claws touched this gong, they instantly broke into more than a dozen, and the fragments were shot back, stabbing Sun Bugong's body, adding more than a dozen holes to him.

Kang Longgong!

Gaozong Li Zhi gave Di Renjie a divine soldier.

Made of extraterrestrial meteorite as the main material, it is indestructible but unbreakable, and the handguard is a pulley, which can make a crisp and pleasant sound when rotated.

First, with this, the psychedelic magic can be broken, even if it is the illusion of the demon clan, it can also be cracked with this.

Second, you can find the flaw in the enemy's blade, and then hit the flaw hard, and the enemy's blade will be damaged, and the fragments will shoot back and eat the enemy themselves.

At the beginning, the Demon Sealing Clan ravaged Chang'an, Di Renjie and Wei Chi Zhenjin teamed up to handle the case, and Yu Chi Zhenjin relied on Kang Longgong to kill the Demon Sealing Clan's master Netherworld Phantom Knife.

Time has changed, and although Kang Longgong does not have the authority he once had, he is still the top divine soldier.

Di Renjie's martial arts are not too high, especially when he was unjustly imprisoned by Lai Junchen, suffered a lot of torture, and his martial arts were abolished.

Most people think that Di Renjie no longer knows martial arts, just an ordinary old man.

But they seem to have forgotten that in addition to his ability to govern politics, Di Renjie is also proficient in medical skills, since he can cure other people's diseases, why can't he heal himself?

His injuries have long been cured, but he is in a high position and has never had a chance to do it.

Now that Sun Bugong took the initiative to send it to the door, he could let Di Ge Lao move and lose weight a little.

Killing Sun Bugong with one blow, Di Renjie looked into the distance, knowing that the enemy's temptation was about to end, he coughed lightly and asked a master to make a move.

When the prime minister goes out, how can there be no master by his side!

With the sound of crackling, a majestic figure, holding a Xuantie sword, blasted out a sword from a distance against the figure with a big black mudra in the distance.

The sword qi is pouring down like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, and it is like the water of the Yellow River surging endlessly, it is obviously the sword qi that falls straight down for the Nine Heavens, but in the hands of this person, it can only be described as "boom"!

Because it's really boom!

Nine Heavens Yang Thunder Bombardment!

Shot - Yan Nantian!

Compared with the original escort mission, Yan Nantian's injuries have been completely intact, and the secret injuries in his body have been completely recovered with the peak of the wedding dress's divine skills.

It's just that there are still obstacles in my heart, so I haven't been able to break through the last step.

But even so, with his peerless fighting spirit, excellent swordsmanship, and wedding skills, Yan Nantian is also the top master in the world, and only thirteen murderers, even if they shoot together, they are definitely not the enemy of Yan Nantian's divine sword.

The person who used the black mudra, whose real name is Guan Haiming, is good at the tantric "Vajra Mahamudra", and is widely known in the rivers and lakes, and his name is not bad.

It's just that this person is too fond of friendship, and was deliberately gracious by King Zuowu, so he had to repay his debts.

Repay debts, repay debts, and repay the bones.

No matter how famous he is in the rivers and lakes, now he is just a cold-blooded and cruel executioner.

For this kind of person, how could Yan Nantian have the slightest softness, the sword qi did not show the slightest mercy, as long as it was solid, Guan Haiming would immediately be divided by the sword qi.

At this moment, a sword aura like the same Nine Heavens Milky Way rose in the distance, the sword aura was like an ethereal Ling Bo, full of immortal aura, and it actually stopped Yan Nantian Divine Sword.

The person who shot was a woman in white.

It's none other than Xiao Qingfang, the eldest sister of the snake spirit!

Yan Nantian shouted: "Okay! A certain family is waiting for you, a hidden person, who is already in a hurry! ”

Xiao Qingfang said: "Now is not the time to fight you to the death, besides, you are just a reckless horseman, what qualifications do you have to fight me?" ”

Yan Nantian sneered: "Today, I, a reckless horseman, want your big man to splash blood in five steps!" ”

Before the words fell, the Excalibur came out again.

Fang Cai's sword qi was still retained, at this moment, Yan Nantian made a move with all his strength, and the air instantly became extremely hot, he himself was like an erupting volcano, and the sword qi was hot lava, and it was like the yang thunder above the nine heavens.

Divine Sword Trick - Sword Guide Heaven!

The wedding dress is mixed with the Yuan Gong body, so that Yan Nantian's spirit and spirit are integrated, mellow and flawless, and the whole person is like a small world, and everything can be self-sufficient.

This is a unique idea, but also a unique perception, a road that no one has ever walked.

Yan Nantian walked on this road, groping forward alone, he didn't care whether the road ahead was bright or not, and he didn't care how many thorns there were, he just wanted to make a sword as he wanted, and he just wanted to make a strong move heartily.

Xiao Qingfang sneered, and the sword in his hand was not allowed to be raised, and he swiped lightly in front of him.

The sword qi formed a heavenly trench in front of him, no matter how fast Yan Nantian's sword qi was and how it burst, after all, he could only rush to the front, but he couldn't get close by half a step.

It seems to be so, but in fact, Xiao Qingfang secretly scolded her mother.

Xiao Qingfang relied on strong moves to protect herself, and she planned to use her strength to retreat, but she didn't want Yan Nantian's strength to be one, so she didn't have half the strength to borrow it, so she could only bear it silently.

But Yan Nantian's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and if it continues, it will inevitably be lost for a long time.

Xiao Qingfang's eyes were cold, the sword in his hand was suddenly raised, and the sword qi poured towards Yan Nantian like stars and moons.

Sword Laughing Xuanyuan!

(End of chapter)