Chapter 71: The Killing Journey of One Man and One Cow (Finale)

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There is no shortage of daring people in this world.

Some people have succeeded because of their boldness, and they are praised for their courage.

Some people lose their lives because of their boldness, and they are called "stupid" people.

Zhang Xiaodao doesn't want to be praised for his courage, and he doesn't want to be called a "stupid" force, his desperate efforts are not because of boldness, but when will he stay if he doesn't fight at this time?

In the forest, Zhang Xiaodao had already advanced a hundred steps, and the flying sword pierced his lower abdomen at the hundredth step, and crossed out along the edge of the ribs in an extremely thrilling way.

A puddle of blood suddenly appeared, smashed to the ground and turned into a small red flower, and at this time, this road that was not a road already had a line of small red flowers in the shape of a winding shape.

Hundreds of wounds of various sizes were spilling blood all over the body.

Zhang Xiaodao's hands holding the knife felt warm, it was the temperature of blood.

Bleeding profusely, he did not feel weak because of this, but became more and more courageous and crazy as he fought.

Fear gradually appeared in Zhao Zhigang's pupils.

He has fought countless tough battles in his life, and he was known as one of the Three Tigers in Tangtingguan when he was in the border army.

After leaving the border pass, although Zhao Zhigang's hands were not stained with blood for a long time, he never lacked the will to kill decisively in his heart.

However, today's Zhang Xiaodao let him know that he was old in this distance of 100 steps.

Zhang Xiaodao's eyes were so determined, his hands were so steady, his heart was like a rock, and he was afraid that even at this time, he had forgotten the primordial fear of death in human beings.

It's a daunting state.

At least for Zhao Zhigang, who never thought that he would die here at this time, Zhang Xiaodao's madness made him gradually lose his strength.

The light flying sword seemed to become heavy after being stained with too much flesh and blood.

The vitality in the body is almost depleted after being violently depleted.

Zhao Zhigang really couldn't figure out why Zhang Xiaodao, who was countless worse than himself, could still smoothly take out the knife, and smoothly use the blade to change the rules of the flying sword and stab into his body.

However, once this incomprehension occupies too much of his mind, the greater the danger he faces.

Zhang Xiaodao's falling snow long knife was angry this time, and the tiger's mouth spurted blood, but it blocked the flying sword three meters away.

A galaxy took a sharp turn and came to Zhao Zhigang.

This sword light is faintly transparent, covering the outside world with a thin veil, gorgeous and brilliant to the extreme, but it also requires human life to the extreme.

Zhao Zhigang's expression was awe-inspiring, this was Zhang Xiaodao's most murderous knife in the past hundred steps, and it was also the most dangerous knife he faced.

The blade was slightly oblique, and the vertical slash went straight down, and the sudden coldness made Zhao Zhigang's face slightly pale, and he twisted the sword lightly, but he didn't control the flying sword, but just wanted to use the remaining vitality in his body to force this knife away.

However, at this time, the old green ox that came from the mountain at some point was running wildly.

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Half a cup of tea before.

The person who found the trace and found Zhang Xiaodao was not only Huang Zhenfeng, but also the three people from Black Wind Cliff.

Huang Zhenfeng looked at the three people in front of him indifferently, and the three of them also looked at Huang Zhenfeng indifferently.

In the fragmentary light of the jungle, Huang Zhenfeng stood in the light, showing that the folds on her face were a little bright, and the three of them stood in the shadows, motionless.

This is not a strange picture, and Huang Zhenfeng is not afraid of the three people who came here, but just turned the handle of the knife in his hand.

Wang Zhen, who was dressed in black but was not masked, was the first to speak: "Huang Lao." ”

Huang Zhenfeng raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you think you can stop me?"

The tone of this sentence was smooth and slightly soft, but Wang Zhen's face froze, understanding that Huang Zhenfeng would not talk about the friendship in the past.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zhen said softly, "You are old." ”

Huang Zhenfeng sneered and said, "I'm old? This may not be, but Zhao Zhigang's old boy is really old." ”

Wang Zhen's face turned ugly, and not far from where they were, was the place where Zhang Xiaodao and Zhao Zhigang were fighting.

At this time, Zhao Zhigang was retreating, and Zhang Xiaodao was fighting bloodily.

It is not clear which of the two is higher or lower now, but it is obvious that Zhang Xiaodao has the upper hand at this time, although he has many wounds on his body, but killing people often only needs one wound!

And with so many wounds, he is not dead yet, and he firmly grasps the initiative, which can only explain one problem.

He won't die!

He won't die, but he's fighting to the death! So who will die?

Wang Zhen didn't dwell on this question, and said solemnly: "He is a swordsman after all!"

Huang Zhenfeng said disdainfully: "He is my apprentice after all." ”

Wang Zhen's expression showed a hint of surprise, although he had already guessed the reason when he saw Huang Zhenfeng coming here, but when the guessed thing turned into a fact, he still felt a little incredible.

He is the old man of the border army, he has been on the battlefield with Huang Zhenfeng, drank wine together, sang songs together, and killed the enemy together!

Although the relationship is definitely not very close, he also knows how high Huang Zhenfeng's vision is for accepting disciples.

Otherwise, in the border army back then, there were countless apprentices of Huang Zhenfeng long ago?

And knowing that the bloody young man not far away was Huang Zhenfeng's apprentice, Wang Zhen understood the reason why this young man had such a big turmoil.

He raised his jaw slightly and asked, "If you don't make a move, aren't you afraid that he will bleed to death?"

"He's only going to deal with one Edgeworther, and I'm going to deal with three. ”

Wang Zhen looked at Huang Zhenfeng, who was shining with broken light in the forest, and unconsciously remembered that many years ago, the handsome young man who had not broken his arm immediately with a horizontal knife, and he said, "Why bother?"

When Huang Zhenfeng heard these two words, he immediately scolded: "Don't speak in such a condescending tone in front of me, although I have a comradeship with you, I will definitely not be soft when I kill you." ”

"Besides, let me ask, why do you bother for the sake of a little silver?"

Wang Zhen furrowed his brows and said, "It's not a matter of silver. ”

"Could it be that you expect Liang Xuan to become the next Li Yi and cover the sky with one hand in the six passes of Yizhou?"

Wang Zhen didn't speak, and was silent for a moment to evade: "Why don't we do it first, and see how your apprentice is?"

Huang Zhenfeng said confidently: "Kill!"

After speaking, the two stopped talking, and the four of them looked at the stream in the distance at the same time, looking at the battlefield that was fighting for the death!

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Zhang Xiaodao is very calm.

After swinging this knife, he even had the leisure to look at the scenery behind Zhao Zhigang.

This scenery is not very beautiful, except for the relatively clear river and the extremely clean stones washed by the stream, it is very ordinary and even somewhat cookie-cutter deep mountain and wild forest.

However, why did he take such a look at this life-and-death moment?

Because soon a cyan figure will appear in this landscape.

The cyan figure is naturally the old green cow, the old green cow chose to rush at the most suitable time after the detour, and when the knife had not yet fallen, he suddenly came behind Zhao Zhigang.

Zhao Zhigang had already calculated every change in Zhang Xiaodao's knife, but he missed the old cow who was running fast.

The old green bull rises to the horns, his horns are very short, as short as only two fingers long, but they are undoubtedly the hardest part of its body!

A sudden chill made Zhao Zhigang's back instantly wet with sweat.

He knew that the green ox was galloping behind him, but it was too late to do anything.

The moment the horns touched him, his body suddenly leaned forward, and all the preparations that were ready to deal with Zhang Xiaodao's falling snow and knife disappeared, and that knife also turned into a cold light, sweeping in!

Wang Zhen, who was not far away, subconsciously clenched his fists, glanced at Huang Zhenfeng, but the old man looked proud.

Zhang Xiaodao is a person with a talent for fighting, in the battle he will use a qiē can use the resources, the appearance of the old green cow is not a surprise to Huang Zhenfeng, but if you want to kill an imperial sword master, it is far from enough to have the old green cow's cunzài.

At the end of the day!

Zhao Zhigang shouted, 'Condensation!', and a visible air film quickly spread to his right arm.

He raised his right arm, using his arm as a weapon in his hand to block the snow knife from top to bottom, and the moment he touched the blade, an irresistible vitality erupted from this arm.

Zhang Xiaodao's eyes were instantly filled with vitality and a little blurred, but he still chopped the knife, feeling the hard object touched by the blade, but the knife momentum changed abruptly at this time.

Raise the blade, and the blade no longer presses down, but sweeps out.

Zhao Zhigang, who was ready to vent his strength, was flashed by the edge in front of him, and he forcibly twisted his waist and dodged the knife in an extremely awkward posture.

And at this time, the flying sword is back!

The swift flying sword seemed to sense the danger of its master, and it whistled in the air with a sound.

This sound was extremely harsh, so piercing that even where the flying sword passed, a rotten leaf churned, and the rotten leaf seemed to feel uncomfortable when it heard this sound!

Zhang Xiaodao showed a hideous look, he was waiting for this moment!

He didn't care whether the flying sword was fatal or not, the falling snow long knife cut out a white light, just like the real falling snow, this is what he has been planning for a long time to fight for his life!

Zhao Zhigang's heart was shocked, and he understood that Zhang Xiaodao chose to ignore the power of the flying sword and kill himself.

For some reason, I suddenly felt that I didn't want to die!

Zhao Zhigang, who didn't want to die, immediately changed the trajectory of the flying sword, and wanted to block the falling snow with an oblique attitude!

At this time, a strange smile appeared on the face of Zhang Xiaodao, who was close at hand.

The reason why it is weird is because although he is a small philosopher, his eyebrows are still very deep.

Frowning and grinning white teeth, this is Zhang Xiaodao's expression at this time.

didn't have time to think about the deep meaning behind this look, and the flying sword really blocked in front of the falling snow long knife with an incomparable degree,

But at this time, the falling snow knife was weak and weak, and it shook and flew in response!

A short knife came out of nowhere and appeared in Zhao Zhigang's pupils, and then he saw that the flying sword that was still majestic in the previous one was cut into three sections, and he also heard a passage at the same time.

"My family kills pigs, so to kill pigs, you must use a pig-killing knife!"