Volume 1: The Origin of the Floating Dragon Chapter 85 Martyrdom

In the Jingyuan jewelry store, there is chaos, and the light cast by the ground is reflected by the glass shards all over the floor, which is like dazzling people's eyes.

Looking at the young man who was approaching him step by step, he felt the fierce killing intent, Zhao Zihan, who had never experienced such a battle, his whole person was trembling slightly, and his legs were also singing the opposite tune, as if he had taken root, and he couldn't move.

She doesn't want to die!

Maybe it was the fear of death, or maybe it was the explosion of the desire to survive, Zhao Zihan's pupils constricted, and after a seemingly long struggle that was actually just a moment of thought, the will finally overcame the fear and took back control of her body, making her follow suit and retreat.

Zhao Zihan clearly knew that even if ten hundred of them were together, they would only be split in half by the young man's sword like rag dolls.

Facing Zhao Zihan who retreated, the young man's expression was always calm, he clearly knew that Zhao Zihan would soon have no way to retreat, and what he didn't know was where Li Qing, who disappeared suddenly, was now.

There was a hard touch on her back, and Zhao Zihan knew that she had no way to retreat, and at this time, the young man had already come to her, without any nonsense, and stabbed with a sword.

Jian Feng quickly enlarged in front of her eyes, and at the same time, Zhao Zihan's fear of death was magnified, but somehow, instead of closing her eyes in fear like an ordinary girl, she opened her eyes wide and faced the impending death.

The young man who stabbed this sword was not a drunkard, the girl in front of him was not an extraordinary person, and he could not pose any threat to him at all, and most of his mind was on guard against Li Qing.

Don't you want to make a move?

Phew!

The blade fell, and Zhao Zihan felt a tearing pain in her left shoulder, she had always been pampered, and she didn't say that she was broken through the flesh and shoulders by such a sword, even if she broke the skin, she didn't have the slightest bit, and the strict tutor didn't allow her to do all kinds of naughty things at all.

But this is Zhao Zihan, at this moment, she forcibly held back her screams, she felt that she was going to faint in pain, but the reality told her that she was still awake, her smooth forehead was already covered with sweat, her eyes moved down slightly, and she saw a short sword with an ancient pattern piercing into the flesh, her clothes had been stained red with blood, and a bright blood-colored stamen had bloomed on her shoulders.

Zhao Zihan is still alive.

The young man's sword deliberately deviated from the point, but in the eyes of others, the distance between the heart and the left shoulder was impossible to distinguish at all.

At the moment of life and death, Li Qing still did not make a move.

"Looks like he's abandoned you both." The young man's face was expressionless, and he didn't know whether he was stating a fact or mocking something, he slowly pulled out the short sword from Zhao Zihan's left shoulder, the sword was still dripping blood, and he sent the short sword forward, as if it was almost past time, Zhao Zihan didn't react, and before Zhao Zihan could react, he was inserted into the right shoulder by a sword, nailing her to the wall behind her again.

"Ahh

Blood flowed and hurt into the bone marrow, and this time, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a heart-rending howl, and her countenance was distorted by pain.

was pierced through the left and right shoulder bones one after another, this kind of torture is no less painful than Ling Chi!

A trace of surprise flashed on the young man's face, not because of Zhao Zihan's terrible howl, but because he didn't expect that there was still no movement around him.

Li Qing still didn't make a move, he seemed to have really escaped, leaving Wang Chongming and Zhao Zihan behind and going away alone.

Tried twice successively, but in vain, the young man was still not at ease, this time he did not draw the short sword, but concentrated his mind, carefully sensing the fluctuations of the surrounding air flow and breath.

The swordsman can truly "know everything" within a certain range around his body, and as a leader in the middle, he can even be blindfolded, and only rely on his breath to count the fallen leaves within five meters of his body, not the number of fallen leaves, but the number of veins on each leaf!

This is no longer "knowing everything", but a real "insight into the fire" of the subtle realm, from the first order to the second order, to achieve the leap of the extraordinary class.

He was confident that as long as Li Qing was still nearby, even if he made a little move, or showed a little killing intent to himself, he would be able to find a counterattack and find out the person who was hiding his head and tail.

However, the truth disappointed the young man again, the air flow around him was as calm as a dead pool, and there was no movement except for the sound of the girl in front of him panting for breath because of the pain.

It seems that he really escaped. ’

The young man's pale face was still not the slightest wave, neither mocking his opponent for abandoning his teammates and fleeing, nor the slightest joy because of his victory.

Glancing to the side without any emotion, the nail woman and Wang Chongming were still fighting on the ground, and from time to time there was a starlight bursting out, it was Wang Chongming's fist that fell on the nail woman and caused the star protector, the fist of ordinary people was really weak and pitiful, even the defense woven by starlight could not be broken, and this deadlock would soon be broken, as long as the nail woman recovered from the punch in the temple, and mobilized Xinghai Source to manipulate Xingzi again, it would be effortless to take down Wang Chongming.

"It's over."

The young man's indifferent gaze swept over Zhao Zihan, and finally froze in her coat pocket and stretched out his hand.

At this moment, Zhao Zihan's left arm was drooping, hanging down weakly, and the weight of her whole body was borne by the wound on her right shoulder, she could only barely support her body to relieve the intense pain, even if she wanted to stop it, she was also powerless.

When touching Zhao Zihan's pocket, the young man paused suddenly, and then quickly returned to normal and leaned in.

This was his last temptation, and Li Qing still didn't take the bait.

A cold metallic sensation came from his fingertips, and a smile finally appeared on the young man's face again, but what was strange was that this smile was not the happiness of obtaining the treasure, but a faint sense of relief.

It's like some kind of fate.

At the moment when the young man really grasped the ring in his hand, a faint gray mist suddenly floated beside him.

A white hand, emerging from the back of the young man's head, covered his mouth and nose from left to right.

At the same time, at the fragile major cervical artery of the youth, it is also from left to right, there is a white mang, which flashes away.

"Hmm......"

At the moment when the gray mist appeared, the young man was already alert in his heart, but he was turning sideways to pick out Zhao Zihan's pocket, and his body was awkward, so he couldn't do the slightest response.

The young man's hand finally stretched back from Zhao Zihan's pocket, and on his fingertips was a tail ring with a simple style and a black gem inlaid at the top of the middle.

Like the life of a young man, the tail ring of the fingertips is crumbling.

As the young man's figure twisted, the tail ring slipped from his fingertips and fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

The young man's hands were weakly covering his throat, but he couldn't stop the gushing blood at all, his eyes widened, and he looked at the figure slowly emerging in front of him in disbelief, he didn't understand why this person suddenly appeared.

How did he lurk so close to him, why did he hold his breath so calmly, why didn't he notice him, why didn't he perceive the slightest murderous intent......

It's a pity that the young man will never get the answers to these questions, his vision began to blur, his body fell weakly, and at this moment, the expression on his face finally became more natural, and his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

After the young man fell to the ground, Li Qing's blocked figure officially appeared in Zhao Zihan's eyes, looking at the glass fragment in Li Qing's hand that was dripping blood, Zhao Zihan's heart was indescribably complicated, and his body sat on the ground as soon as he was soft.

As the young man's life passed, the short sword that was inserted into Zhao Zihan's right shoulder and nailed her to the wall also dissipated.

She didn't pass out, but because of the sharp pain in her shoulders, the cold choked her throat, and she couldn't say half a word.

Li Qing glanced at her quickly, made sure that Zhao Zihan's life was not in danger, and turned around and killed the other battle group next to him.

The nail woman was very aggrieved, as a stargazer, she was entangled by this one-meter-eight man on her body, and under the chaotic fist, although she did not cause any substantial damage, the feeling of concussion also made her unable to concentrate on mobilizing the stars, and used powerful star magic to remove the kraft candy on her body.

And like Xingzi's repulsion, he only needs to use the instantaneous astrology of a star, but he can't help Wang Chongming, the king of soldiers in the army, and Wang Chongming doesn't relent at all because the opponent is a woman, and every punch smashes into the nail woman's face.

The nail woman was furious, she couldn't accept being beaten by a mortal, but after being hit by the temple, under the mental shock, she could not mobilize many stars and essentia, but she had to use it to strengthen the body protection star.

In the final analysis, it was Li Qing's preemptive punch that almost directly knocked her into a concussion.

'In another minute, you will die.' ’

The nail woman's eyes were full of hatred.

Suddenly, her heart was empty, and she turned her head to look at the position of the young swordsman, but she only saw the young man's weak and weak figure, and her heart, which had not fluctuated in the slightest for many years, seemed to have suddenly come to life, and there were bursts of heart-piercing pain.

"Xiao Cheng!"

In an instant, a long-lost clarity appeared in the woman's eyes, and she called out this long-forgotten name, and when this name came out, she herself was stunned.

The next moment, the nail woman raised her hand, her hand was full of starlight, and she easily caught the fist smashed by Wang Chongming, and when she returned to the light, she used her last strength to manifest seven stars above Wang Chongming's head, and under the traction of the starlight, Wang Chongming was easily thrown aside.

At this time, Li Qing had already come closer, and the sudden change made him change color slightly, but the next moment, he saw the nail woman's lips move slightly, and her body had turned into a galaxy, with bright and dazzling stars, all over it.

In Li Qing's incredible gaze, these stars all collapsed inward, and together with the body of the woman with the manicure, they returned to nothingness.