Facing Uncle Jian's vicissitudes of life, which was almost hideous, Huang Baiding stopped speaking. The old man was right, he crossed the border to kill the dwarf Taoist and forced away the leather armor general, but more often than relying on the fierce fighting spirit that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time, which was a more terrible spirit than exchanging his life for his life.

As soon as the leather armor army left, Huang Baiding's heart was vented, and the vitality of the whole person was like the sand in the hourglass, which kept leaking. If it weren't for Ren Pingsheng's timely rescue, he would probably be a corpse at this time.

Uncle Jian couldn't let him recover slowly, the whip in his hand was thrown out, and a strong wind broke through the air.

The two martial artists who have been together for nearly 20 years know each other very well in their hearts. Huang Baiding knew that this whip could directly tear open a long hole in his chest and abdomen.

However, at this time, even if he had the strength to move his body, he could no longer raise his speed to dodge the swift whip.

Ren Pingsheng, who was squatting aside, was also seriously injured, and he used his own vitality to treat Huang Baiding to continue his life, and he was even more weak at this time.

There is no solution to this deadlock. In this caravan, except for the two of them, no one was Deng Fujian's opponent.

The whip that broke through the air approached, and the momentum became more and more intense, and Huang Baiding's sharp eyes stared at the old face that became more and more hideous after the whip.

It's not like the eyes of a man waiting to die!

But it was difficult to recover the water, and the old man gritted his teeth fiercely, and exerted the strength of this whip to the extreme.

I only heard a few "pops", like cracked silk, where the long whip fell, and the sky was full of smoke and dust. The figures of the three people were drowned together in thick smoke. Immediately after that, there was a miserable scream, very hoarse and miserable, and I don't know who it came from.

Then, everything fell silent. Those coachmen and black-clothed men who were still hiding in the box car array, with the death of the Taoist and the escape of the generals, they were all relieved. But when the young master was seriously injured, Uncle Jian, the elder of the association who had always been respected by everyone, suddenly became a traitor and rashly attacked.

In the midst of such a changeable rain, everyone didn't even have time to be filled with righteous indignation, and the fog rose before their eyes. I don't know when the fog lifts, and I will see who lives and who dies.

What people heard, however, was a very familiar voice shouting, old and mournful. In the mist, there was a crackling whip, messy and dense.

Other than that, there was no other sound......

The sound of whipping gradually became dense and sparse, and finally stopped. And the fog of smoke and dust that filled the sky and the earth gradually dissipated with the sparseness of the whip. Until it was completely dark, the three of them were never seen.

At the beginning of the month, there are no stars and no moon. As ordinary charioteers and black-clothed swordsmen, they do not have the ability to judge the situation through the insight of the qi machine. Surprisingly, this time, no one scattered, and no one fled.

In fact, from Deng Fujian's tore his face and openly rebelled, to this time it was completely dark, it was only a matter of moments. People who are just waiting for the results feel that this moment is like many years.

Finally, a sigh came from the darkness, and the first to speak was an old and weak voice: "Less...... Boss. I'm ...... Gone, no more fighting. Our Past...... It's all struggles, and look at your struggles now, and ...... in the future I still have to struggle, and my heart hurts. It doesn't hurt for a while. It's all fate, and I don't want a life of longevity, but I will eventually end up betraying my relatives and dying of fate......"

Deng Fujian's voice, no one couldn't hear it. But the words that sounded like a gossamer did not receive any response. Only Huang Baiding, who was in it and had extraordinary ear power, could hear the sound of breaking the wind a few times.

Deng Fujian let out two more dull screams, and then he was no longer alive.

After a long time, Huang Baiding sighed and said, "Little brother Yuan Ping, I can't see that at such a young age, my subordinates can be so resolute." In this situation, I am yellow and white, and I really can't do it. ”

In the car array, there was a burst of cheers - the young master did not die!

In the smoke, the two people helped each other out, Huang Baiding was empty-handed, and Ren Pingsheng was powerlessly dragging the rusty iron sword.

Only the two black-clothed swordsmen who were not injured were left and hurriedly greeted them and helped the two to sit down by the car. Huang Baiding took a breath and said a few words, explaining the battle just now to the brothers. It turned out that when he saw that Deng Fujian's fierce whip was bound to disembowel Huang Baiding, Ren Pingsheng pounced on him and handed out a sword desperately.

The two of them are at a close par, and at this time, you can't help but fight to the death. However, Ren Pingsheng's sword was still the same extremely strange feeling as when he used to use the sword of the leather armor general, unable to do anything, and the sword intent was chaotic.

Fortunately, when he drew his sword, he knew that his strength was not strong, and he had no intention of hurting people at all, but just stopped at the long whip. The long whip did not stop, but the iron sword flew out of his hand under the powerful blow.

At that time, Deng Fujian had already killed the red eyes, and he knew that with the young man's sword momentum, this whip would definitely not be able to kill Huang Baiding. But his decades of immersion in soft whips are no small feat. The long whip didn't need to be withdrawn, just a slight flick of the wrist, and the whip body shook, and the strength was the same as before, and it was still hitting the place where Huang Baiding was sitting.

It's just that, under this stagnation, Huang Baiding has already rolled on the spot to avoid it. The whiplash, like a rolling wave, struck the ground and shook up a cloud of smoke and dust. When they couldn't see each other, Huang Baiding and Uncle Jian didn't think of the magic power that Ren Pingsheng had used before, and he could kill with flying stones without seeing people!

So after the whip, Deng Fujian only felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and his face was splashed with a wet and greasy thing in an instant, and he didn't know if it was blood or the slurry burst out of the two eyeballs. But a person who had the upper hand suddenly had two eyeballs shattered by a flying stone, and the kind of frenzied panic was indescribable.

So when everyone heard Uncle Jian's constant screams, Huang Baiding and Ren Pingsheng held their breath and quietly moved their positions. The old man threw a long whip everywhere, but he never hit the two of them.

Huang Baiding's scimitar was still inserted between the old man's chest and abdomen. He didn't have the kind of magical power that Ren Pingsheng had, so he could only judge the direction by following the sound, and with the remaining strength of his body, he quietly stabbed out. After Deng Fujian was injured, he became more and more crazy, and under the continuous blood loss, his physical strength gradually became exhausted, and after such an all-out action, the two opponents who were hiding in the shadows were always silent, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

Deng Fujian slowly stopped, and finally said the last few words. In fact, at that time, Ren Pingsheng couldn't confirm whether the old man was indeed desperate, or deliberately lured the two to reveal their positions.

He was a hunter, and he went into the mountains to fight wolves in those years when he didn't practice swords. But if the mountain wolf falls to the ground after being hit by an arrow, even if it seems that he can't move, he will inevitably send out a flying stone to shatter the wolf's skull before he appears close.

Therefore, when Deng Fujian was dying, once he spoke out loud, there were several fatal instability in his head, throat, chest, etc., and he was instantly hit by several flying stones sent out by Ren Pingsheng. With such a series of secret attacks, the old man was too dead to die.

For a dying person, such a ruthless and decisive shot came from a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, even if he was as decisive as Huang Baiding, he would sigh to himself.

"Little brother, I am a martial artist and don't know the way of the sword, but I have heard a lot about the Tao and sword cultivation over the years. The strange state in which you later came out of the sword, I guess, did you enter the bottleneck of a certain realm?" After a brief explanation to the brothers, Huang Baiding turned his head and said to Ren Pingsheng, "If you really happen to enter a certain bottleneck at this time, in this dangerous place, I am afraid it will be very bad. ”

Between Huang Baiding's words, his expression was eager, "It's better for you to come with us, take a light detour, and go to the reckless mountains of the Southern Wilderness Mountains first." My Huang Baiding has limited ability, and we can't help those spiritual feng shui treasures. But it is still possible to find a safe and secluded place for you to retreat and break through. ”

Ren Pingsheng's eyes rolled, pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head and said, "I understand Boss Huang's kindness, but I do have something urgent to rush to Luoji City." Boss, don't worry, even if it's really what you said, you have entered the cultivation bottleneck, it will be fine. Before I practiced kendo, I was a hunter. For these soldiers, I still have a way to hide and hide. ”

Huang Baiding's face was unhappy and said: "Little brother, after this battle, if you call the boss again, then you really look down on me Huang Baiding." I will give you all the goods of this trip, and as a reward, are you willing to work so hard?"