Taking advantage of the incomparably painful wound and the crazy chaos in the sea of qi in his body, Ling Zhen did not hesitate to seize this precious opportunity to use his sword.

At this moment, the blue-robed boy brother handed out a sword straight forward.

On the famous sword of the mother Yao Ying, Hong Mo, there is a strong natal true qi.

The wave of qi poured out with this sword.

The killing power is at its peak.

This is the most powerful and amazing style in the Qianjun sword technique, the city-breaking style!

The sword qi flashed away, completely penetrating the incomparable "Qigong Giant City" that pierced through Ren Xing.

In the case of the King Kong carving swaying and trembling, this dead dwarf was given a fatal blow!

Ling Zhen's natal true qi and the peerless sword dao qi were combined and fused, and they passed through Ren Xing's chest in an instant!

With such a sword, Ren Xing, who was already extremely injured, could no longer resist it.

The internal strength was declared broken, and the body protection qi was gone.

I saw that the dwarf wearing a tiger skin spurted a huge amount of blood from his mouth in an instant.

And because of the extremely serious internal injuries, this guy didn't just have blood gushing in his mouth.

Eyes, ears, mouth and nose, seven orifices of the face, all have scarlet blood flowing endlessly!

In the past, the eldest disciple of the Demon Dao Sect leader Qingluan was punished, and at this moment, he was no longer sorry for his well-known "King Kong Eagle" name.

Fiasco!

Ling Zhenzong stepped forward, probably with the idea of just in case, lest he be killed by the surname Ren, and use those eight killer small fish to fight back in the end.

Therefore, the eldest young master of the Ling family is two swords, and he is extremely fast.

With an extremely fast speed, he drew a knife and cut off the water-like momentum, and unloaded Ren Xing's pair of fat and thick palms on the spot.

I heard a "snap", it was the sound of two severed palms falling to the ground!

The sword was drawn so quickly that no one even noticed it, and then there were no hands.

He was hit by several swords on his body, his shoulder was burned through by the flames, and the Fuhai in the middle of the body was completely destroyed, his internal strength was lost, and his true qi was completely lost...... Now, I don't even have my own two hands.

The pain that has been constantly superimposed by so many internal and external injuries and disability has climbed to the highest point, reaching the peak, and no matter how painful it is, it can't hurt anywhere.

Therefore, Ren Xing became numb.

was stimulated by the transcendent pain that could no longer be superimposed, and he completely lost his senses, numb and numb like a wooden chicken.

Even the long-lasting shouting of Shicai stopped, not noisy, not noisy, not roaring, just staying where he was.

Ling Zhen put away his natal sword Fire God, and then carefully looked the tiger-skinned dwarf up and down to make sure that he had no ability to fight again, and then stepped closer to the past.

The garment made of tiger skin that Ren Xing had been tortured was now soaked in his own blood and turned red.

There are too many wounds, and there is blood gushing wildly, and there is no need to try to stop it, because it can't be stopped!

Because the master called the Qingluan Demon Lord, the fat short man who was called King Kong Eagle by the people of the rivers and lakes was in an extremely bad state at the moment, so he was extremely stiff, and he was standing in place.

Ling Zhen didn't have any expression on his face, and he didn't have the slightest joy after defeating the strong enemy, but he put the sword into the sheath and pinned Hong Mo back to his waist.

The young man in the green robe looked at Ren Xing, slowly raised an arm, and slashed it hard.

This hand knife was right on the head of Ren Xing, who had many lepers.

Then you can hear the sound of the temple monks tapping on the wooden fish.

Boom!

The dead dwarf sat down like that.

Both of his legs were extremely short, fat and stubby, and even when he sat like this, he was not much shorter than standing, and it looked rather comical.

Ren Xing's face was in a trance, he sat on the ground in a daze, and suddenly muttered: "If there is no Qianjun Sword Technique, there is no original sword...... Ling Zhen, First Sword, how did you break my qigong cover? ”

Ling Zhen smiled a few times, "Don't you know, Feng Shanbai Feng's predecessors were friends with Master Baizhu back then, and they learned a lot from the Buddhist exercises, and they used it in their own set of sword techniques, which can make the sword qi have an unparalleled penetrating ability, and even the Donkey Kong physique of the Buddhist sect may not be able to withstand it, let alone you?" ”

"It's a Buddha again...... It has something to do with Buddhism! ”

Ren Xing wailed in despair and collapse, "Back then, my master lost to the Baizhu monk in Qingling Mountain, and today I lost to the swordsmanship related to the Buddhist exercises, what kind of sin did Lao Tzu do in his last life, he can't pass this hurdle horizontally and vertically, and he must die in the hands of Buddhism?!" ”

Ling Zhen waved his hand vigorously, his tone and volume increased, he interrupted Ren Xing's words, and said, "You are wrong, this has nothing to do with the so-called Buddha or not. You lost at the hands of this son, not at the hands of the Buddha, can you understand this? ”

Ren Xing was stunned.

Ling Zhen said very leisurely and leisurely: "Your master, Qingluan Demon Monarch, has not been able to break through the body of Master Baizhu until he died, it is not because of any Buddhist true qi, firstly, because your master's cultivation is still too shallow, and secondly, because the abbot of Qingling Temple, Master Baizhu, whose real name was Liuding before becoming a monk, is the top powerhouse of the Great Dragon Clan in Shenlong Continent, you know, the Great Dragon Clan is born with the strongest physical strength, and it is normal for it to be difficult to be broken." And tonight, in this dream fairy house, this son handed out a thousand jun sword qi, and successfully introduced the sword dao power into your body, causing the success of the first sword, and breaking the hard qigong that you have always believed in, what does this mean? It shows that your hard kung fu practice is not in place, but my swordsmanship has already arrived at home, the spear can break the shield, the spear is harder than the shield, that's all, everything else is vain! Only cultivation and actual combat ability are the reality that no one can change! ”

Ling Zhen's words were speechless.

That big pile of fat, at this time, the lifeless decay was soft on the ground, and the voice of Ren Xing, who was covered in blood, was very low, looking angry and weak, he reluctantly said: "The surname is Ling, you kid is amazing, I can't beat you and I can't say you, admit defeat." ”

Ling Zhen snorted simply, and said with a smile: "Just now I saw that you were wearing eight small rings on your hands, and then you were able to summon eight wisps of white qi from your fingertips, and the killing efficiency was extremely high, can you tell me what kind of treasure it is?" ”

Giving up the hope of life, the self-dying Ren Xing no longer cares, and smiled calmly: "That's my baby, called the deboning and stripping ring, which is a good thing I got from wandering the rivers and lakes over the years, this thing stays on the finger, you can destroy eight white fish at will, and take people's lives but ...... a snap of your fingers."

Ling Zhen nodded appreciatively, "Bone and tendon, good name, this name is very domineering when I hear it, it is a bit level, and it can be compared with my naming skills." ”

Ling Zhen bent down, took off the eight delicate small rings from the ground, and put them on his hands in a grand manner.

In Ling Zhen's own words before, this kind of behavior of taking advantage is called "touching the corpse"!

Ren Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "This little thing is extremely sharp, it takes a lot of effort to control it, otherwise it won't listen to you!" ”

Ling Zhen was as if he was deaf, and he didn't listen to the words of Ren Xing's dying words.

Brother Qingpao has enough natal internal power in the palms of his hands, and he wants to use this means to refine these eight precepts for his own natal magic weapon and use it for himself.

Two words, recognize the Lord!

Or rather, confess the Lord on the spot!

Ren Ren, whose life was on the verge of ending, returned to the light with an extremely shocked expression.

It's just because he saw that he had worked so hard to refine the treasure ring, and he actually let Ling Zhen refine it lightly, and then he abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and recognized the new master!

Ling Zhen first muttered to himself: "Let me try to see if this little thing is good." ”

Then, with a sweet smile, he stepped to the side, and saw an ordinary wooden chair that was relatively intact and had not been affected by the great battle of Shicai.

Ling Zhen put his left and right hands on the chair.

In an instant, with Ling Zhen's intentions, the "white fish" jumped out of the ring and slipped out of the cracks between his fingers.

The speed was unimaginably fast, and in the blink of an eye, the wooden chair was smashed, and the ground was full of newly cut and chopped wood chips!

He easily mastered the right to use these eight murderous rings.

This is a rare peerless genius in the world!

The original owner of Ren Xing's ring was dumbfounded, and he couldn't say a word.

Are these eight damn white fish so easy to rebel?

Ling Zhen stared at the newly worn rings on his two hands, refreshed, and said with a smile: "Now that this bone-stripping ring belongs to me, it is really easy to use, and it is much more useful than some other killing magic weapons!" ”

Hearing Ling Zhen say this, Ren Xing, who already had nothing left, really wanted to cry without tears, and the situation was infinitely sad and pitiful.

"Ling Zhen ......"

Ren Xing's lips moved, "Give me a good time." ”

Ling Zhen turned his head and looked at the miserable guy who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, his expression was as usual, but there was still some compassion in his words, "Well, looking at the way you are now, it is indeed better to be alive than dead, then this son will reward you to go to see Master Qingluan Demon Lord." ”

Ren Xing nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

The last words of the King Kong Sculpture, which has been in the limelight for many years, are-"Master, in the next life, the disciple will also serve you tea and water to the old man, and serve you!" ”

Before Ling Zhen started to kill, he also said something at the end: "I went out to the south this time, and my destination was on the shore of the South China Sea, and what I did was to crusade against the last large demon sect left in the Splendid Dynasty, the White Bone Sword Sect!" That sect has done a lot of evil, and its power is not small, in terms of scale, it should be very similar to the Qingluan Sect where you used to be, but it is a demon sect where sword cultivation is dominant, and the overall sword killing power must be relatively stronger......"

As he spoke, without warning, the words came to an abrupt end.

Ling Zhen took out the Red Mo Sword and erased it with a sword!

It was so fast that it was impossible to react, and in the blink of an eye, he put the sword back into the reddish-pink scabbard.

Ren Xing's bloated and fat head had already rolled to the ground.

At the broken neck, blood spurts out!

The reason why he decided to take people's lives in such an abrupt way was because Ling Zhen had pity and didn't want this dwarf surnamed Ren to die too painfully.

It's better to die in one blow than to die in endless fear!

"Send you back to the West, go to the West Heaven to see the Buddha, and confess to his old man for the sins he made in his lifetime!"

Ling Zhen didn't look at the fresh corpse that had lost its head, but just said this solemnly.

This sentence contains good prayers and good songs, that is, I hope that the punishment of killing people and creating sins in this life can ascend to the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom after death.

Ren Xing is dead, and in the largest room in this Qinglou named Mengxian, except for Ling Zhen, there is only one living person left.

That is the top brand of Hongmenglou, the "Oiran" coveted by thousands of men - Leng Miaoyin!

Ling Zhen restrained the terrifying murderous aura flowing all over his body, tried his best to maintain a calm and calm posture, so as not to be too scary, and then, with a teleportation, his body had already jumped to the top of the stage.

Standing next to the big Oiran in the emerald green veil.

was still in a great shock, and Leng Miaoyin couldn't get out of it, until the blue-robed boy stretched out his strong and powerful arm and hugged his thin waist, he barely recovered his strength.

Dressed in a green robe, he held the green skirt Oiran with one arm with extremely gentle techniques.

Ling Zhen approached Leng Miaoyin's beautiful face, and said softly, "Miss Leng, the wicked man has died under my sword, and there is nothing left. ”

Wearing Leng Miaoyin, who was wearing the emerald green color and translucent tulle skirt, she had completely understood that she had been saved by this young man in a green robe.

The current situation is safe and sound, and there is no need to worry about life!

There were transparent tears in her stunning eyes, which couldn't be contained, and they burst out of her eyes like that.

Leng Miaoyin stretched out two arms and hugged his great benefactor Ling Zhen tightly.

If there is no Ling Zhen tonight, I am afraid that I will already be miserable and become a plaything for torture!

Ling Zhen held the piece of "warm fragrant nephrite" in his arms that many men had dreamed of, and gently stroked the skin on the back of the Oiran with his hand over and over again, and said slowly: "Remember me, my son's surname is Ling Mingzhen, and he is from the Tianshen Mountain Villa of the King of Shenyuan Domain. ”

Leng Miaoyin didn't answer, just blindly wailed and cried, the pear blossoms brought rain, and the tears did not stop.

Tears were all stained on the front of Ling Zhen's cyan robe.

Ling Zhen was still comforting with good words, he knew very well that in such an extremely terrible situation just now, not to mention a weak woman, even if an ordinary man who had never practiced martial arts saw it, after experiencing it, it was destined to be difficult to slow down, which was understandable.

"Don't cry, it's all over, Miss Leng is so good-looking, it's not good to cry like a big cat."

After Ling Zhen said this, Oiran Leng Miaoyin let go of the arm holding Ling Zhen, and she pulled her face out of the young man's chest.

Her exquisite makeup was already crying at this time, and she really became the "big flower cat" that Ling Zhen said.

Of course, Leng Miaoyin is still the top brand of this green building, and her appearance is unparalleled, so she won't become ugly like this.

It's still breathtakingly beautiful!

Leng Miaoyin, who had tears on her face, stared at Ling Zhen intently, and after stopping crying, she said: "The son was born with a jade face and a dashing face, and if there is a fate in the next life, the little woman will definitely repay this kindness with a personal promise......"

Ling Zhen listened to her say this somewhat inexplicable words, and laughed indifferently a few times, just about to say that it was nothing, but it was just a gesture, how could he talk about such a thing in the next life?

But Leng Kaoiran's words next were extremely weird, and Ling Zhen was suddenly taken aback.

I only listened to this cold surname Oiran who was above all the female prostitutes in Hongmenglou, and after a moment of silence, he said in a tone that seemed extremely reluctant: "But in this life, I can only wronged Ling Gongzi...... Let the little woman take revenge, and take the life of the son in exchange for my own life! ”

Ling Zhen was shocked.

And then it's completely creepy!

Just because he first saw Leng Miaoyin take out a cloth bag from his sleeve, and before he opened the cloth bag, a very familiar pungent smell floated out.

When Leng Miaoyin opened the small step bag, the smell suddenly became extremely strong and very choking.

Ling Zhen's five thunderbolts were as shocking, of course he was extremely clear.

This breath is exactly the exciting smell in the original room that caused me and the Lan sisters to faint!

Once is not enough?

Again?!

Ling Zhen was furious, stretched out his hand and violently pushed the Oiran away, trying to use his internal strength, once again trying to save himself with the Qinglong True Qi.

This time it was exactly the same futile effort.

The dizziness in his mind became stronger and stronger, and his body became more and more weak, and soon Ling Zhen couldn't mobilize any of his true qi!

"Damn, I'd be in the same pit twice......"

The green robe fell to the ground softly again.

Ling Zhen, who was about to lose consciousness, saw Leng Miaoyin, who was wearing a green dress, holding a short sharp dagger in his hand before his eyes closed.

Oiran held the murderous blade that was about to kill with one hand, and said "Childe forgive your sins" very sincerely, and walked up to him step by step.

Ling Zhen didn't even think that he would die at all when he was fighting a duel with the King Kong Eagle, and he was confident that he could win the fight.

And at the moment, he really realized that his life was at stake!

The eldest young master of Tianshen Mountain Villa closed his eyes in despair, his eyes were dark, and he resigned himself to fate.

Immediately, the effect of the medicine attacked, and Ling Zhen didn't know anything......