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The big buffalo with a gathering of breath rushed wildly, wrapped up and surrounded the turbulent air flow, stirring up the precious flowers and plants under the four hooves to break the leaves, and a series of clearly visible deep hoof prints showed the power of the big bull hitting the city hammer.

In the blink of an eye, this combination of tremendous power and breath finally came to him, and the little Jiao wandering on Liu Chongming's body seemed to be unaware, unaware of the danger that was coming.

When the big bull and the saber man were only one step away, both sides had no room to retreat, and the old man flashed a trace of worry, worried that this man would fall into an incurable disease under the collision of his famous skills.

His worries were undoubtedly superfluous, and before the big buffalo could exert its tremendous power of breaking trees and rocks, its figure and breath quietly disappeared, leaving only Liu Chongming, who had not moved half an inch. One of the carp-sized small Jiao that swam outside the body was a little thicker, and occasionally stalled when swimming, and hiccuped a string of full burps.

The old man was not discouraged in the slightest, and said with an open-minded smile: "But the old man underestimates this little brother, it seems that you colleagues want to accompany the old man to do a subordinate deed of bullying widows with the public." ”

The remaining seven people echoed one after another, and if they wanted to compete for merit, they had to work together to move the boulder in front of them first!

When the eight of them had just reached a tacit agreement to work together, they had not yet taken action.

Unexpectedly, Liu Chongming suddenly bullied up, a distance of dozens of zhang, crossed in the blink of an eye, kicked the old farmer who had never let his guard down, and then threw two punches at the Jianghu high-roller who noticed the abnormality at the latest, hitting the dantian under the abdomen.

The body of the man who originally had a beautiful vision of life after getting a copy of this book flew out upside down like a piece of rotten wood, the total element of the convergence and condensation of the breath was destroyed, and the organs in the stomach were also stirred, and he had to endure a long period of pain before he could die.

The old man who was kicked away was not seriously injured, but at the moment when he got up, Liu Chongming ended up with another death. The old villager in the field, who was full of old tears, took action and ended up with the life of the young man next to him who had broken his dantian, his organs were sparse, and he had experienced pain and torment but did not die.

The act of killing two people and injuring one without drawing a knife was undoubtedly an act of contempt in the eyes of the public, but they did not have the strength to fight back.

Since he saw the murder of this demon without blinking, the kind-hearted old peasant couldn't help but feel righteous indignation, his whole body was thin hair, and the white true qi condensed into three lotus flowers gathered on the top of his head, and with a kick of his feet, his withered figure immediately ejected. The three lotus flowers above their heads descend in a mysterious trajectory as they travel, like the star trails drawn by the Martian sky on a clear summer night.

Although the other five people were frightened by the strong ability of this guard with a knife, they were also crawling over the sharp blades of the rivers and lakes, and this kind of person understood a truth, the more withdrawn and cowardly people were, the sooner they died in front of people, after all, this is the truth that countless people have learned from the practice of their lives.

The six masters of the Treasure Body Saint Realm worked hand in hand with the enemy, and Liu Chongming, who had stepped into the first-grade realm with the help of the demonic nature of the magic sword, did not dare to despise it too much.

Liu Chongming snorted, clenched his five fingers and punched forward, the thick and surging aura built a high wall, and the punch was handed out and faced the six people at the same time, overwhelming.

Liu Chongming is sure of this battle, but not pulling out the knife is not due to arrogance, just because his father Liu Longchi has a proverb, this knife is deeply demonic, if it is not out, it will bring a catastrophe to the rivers and lakes and even the world.

The old farmer at the front of the city was facing the unbreakable aura barrier of the city wall, and he did not show any timidity, and his thin hands were pushed up diagonally, propped up on the high wall.

Liu Chongming raised his hand weakly, made a piano gesture in front of his empty chest, and plucked it several times.

"Rokuyama!"

Originally, it was only like a thick aura barrier of high walls, which suddenly skyrocketed, faintly bearing the weight of a mountain.

In the face of a high wall, the old man who is still struggling to deal with it, is still gritting his teeth to support it at the moment, but it is becoming more and more difficult and unbearable. But he shook his head at his comrades who wanted to rescue and share the burden. One of the well-known knights in the rivers and lakes clenched his fists, his nails were stuck in the flesh before he knew it, and he secretly swore that he would get this breath back for the old hero!

Seemingly feminine and casual, with each play, the mountain doubled in weight, until the end of the sixth "pluck", the old farmer never took half a step back. It's just that he can't escape the fate of running out of qi and blood, bleeding to death through seven holes, and he will be separated from the children and grandchildren in the family forever.

The five people who took this opportunity to preserve their strength galloped forward with all their might, and the weapons that became famous were already in their hands.

No one used the martial arts competition on the rivers and lakes to get a piece of applause once they used the qi flying sword, because the breath is not as good as the divine will, as long as the other party pays a little attention, he can follow the trajectory of the breath, cut off the true qi of the weapon, at this life-and-death juncture of life and death, losing his own weapon is tantamount to giving away a good head.

A pair of men and women pointed at the three-foot Qingfeng in their hands, and the pace and figure of the two of them were tightly matched, which was very tacit, so it should be a lover's sword. And the owner of the two swords, one Yushu Linfeng and the other gentle and virtuous, are indeed worthy of the four characters of golden boy and jade girl.

The sword wind was in the body, Liu Chongming was clear-minded, and with a flick of his fingers, he slanted the strong and decisive sword a few feet. As soon as his fingering changed, he stretched out his two fingers and grabbed the tail of the sword three inches from the end of the sword, and was about to use his strength to break the long sword. The other sword climbed up in an instant, very agile and fast, and almost cut off Liu Chongming's two fingers.

Liu Chongming was forced to retreat one after another by the two of them, and he had the profound background of the first-class realm, and he felt quite constrained for a while.

The two sides dismantled more than thirty moves, and the handsome man holding the ancient long sword suddenly felt that the sea of qi was tumbling in the sea, as if there was a brutal force in his body that did not belong to his body, and then he couldn't stop spitting blood.

The man was already in a state of mind at the moment, his breath and physical strength were passing as fast as a dying lamp, and the time limit was approaching.

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and the scene in front of him is becoming more and more hazy, and the man has no more strength to hold the sword of love that he has followed for most of his life.

The woman with a beautiful face no longer danced the sword, squatted down, placed her beloved in her arms, and wiped the blood from her eyes, ears, nose and mouth over and over again, her eyes were resolute, but her back was bleak and thin.

Liu Chongming, who is not only the guardian of the city lord's mansion but also the guest secretary behind the scenes of the Hou Mansion, does not have half the sentimentality of the dead fox at the moment, he is also a famous figure in the rivers and lakes, he has done a lot of chivalrous and righteous things, and there is also a hoe in his chest to help the weak.

It's just that he also understands in his heart that the so-called horseman is angry and blood splashed ten steps, mostly because of the stupid act of the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes who rely on their own preferences and listen to the words of one party, and dare to kill people by forgetting their lives.

If they meet in the rivers and lakes, no matter how big the misunderstanding is, Liu Chongming can open the net and show mercy to his subordinates, but when it involves officialdom, then Liu Chongming will only be a killer. It is better to die here than to fall into the hands of the private behind the scenes of the Zhuo Mansion or the dark department of the Hou Mansion, and it will not implicate too many innocent people.

The man couldn't hold on for a moment and a half before he was already dying, and the woman picked up the lover's thick ancient sword, holding the sword in both hands, and the dress on her body was stained with a large area of red and brilliant blood, like a newly bloomed bright peony. The expression is indifferent, and the grief is so sad that he is dying.

The dark and bright eyes quickly dimmed, and there was a red mark the thickness of a grain of rice across her pupils, and these strange eyes hung on her fair and beautiful face, which looked particularly grotesque and terrifying.

The aura in her body soared rapidly, and all around, no matter the spiritual qi, filthy qi, evil qi, and righteous qi, all gathered towards her, and was sucked into her mouth. The woman quickly broke through the realm with the hatred in her heart and entered the realm of transformation in one fell swoop, but the consequences of this forcible breakthrough were irreversible and extremely damaging to the foundation.

Unlike the other three Assassins' unbelievable shock, Liu Chongming had expected this to happen.

This woman's talent is far above that of the man who has long since died, it should be in order to take into account the dignity of a man, and she has been suppressing the ascent of her own realm, and now she is recklessly enhancing the power of the first battle, which must not be underestimated.

The short moment when Liu Chongming caught the thick long sword with his two fingers earlier, he planted a wisp of killing intent on the man's body, and the two people holding the sword were connected by qi and machine, so the calamity in the woman's body at this moment had already taken root and sprouted, and it was only an overnight moment to follow in the man's footsteps.

The divine consciousness and qi of the woman holding the double sword continued to rise, skyrocketing at a speed that could not be fathomed by common sense in the world. Liu Chongming took a heavy step, the bricks and stones burst under his feet, and the surrounding dust, grass and trees stirred up layers of ripples. The figure jumped high, trying to strangle the evil seedlings before they could happen.

In the air, a burst of sparkling fire suddenly rushed towards him, and the small Jiao on his body swam in front of his master and blocked it. Despite this, Liu Chongming's figure was also stagnant, and he found that there were twelve koi-like small Jiao around him, and one of them actually had a slender arrow stuck in his forehead.

Liu Chongming glanced at the Taoist Raven engraved on the arrow, and immediately abandoned the little Jiao and quickly retreated, his figure faster than lightning, without the slightest drag.

Sure enough, the little Jiao formed by the condensation of the tail breath quickly dried up, causing Raven above the arrow to blaze like fire, exploding a silver-blue column of electricity as thick as a baby's arm.

This kind of Taoist "immortal art" is very tricky, and often has unreasonably powerful lethality and very different characteristics.

During Liu Chongming's walking in the rivers and lakes, he once saw Taoist runes and martial arts cultivators fighting for life and death for extremely advanced demons, because both sides were martial arts scum with improper intentions, Liu Chongming only watched from the wall at that time, and never got involved in it.

That demon should have been the top three rank realm of the Divine Fetus Realm at that time, and that talisman was only able to spray the realm of the Great Perfection of Pearls and Jades when he was scattered, and he could reach the level of a pseudo-treasure body holy realm even if he died. However, the disparity in strength is so great, a unilateral killing that should have been without suspense was simply twisted into an embarrassing situation of equal strength by the various mysterious talismans at the bottom of the box used by scattered cultivators.

In the end, the demon who had abundant divine consciousness and could transfer his divine will to convert and replenish into breath at any time was almost exhausted by the ant that could pinch it to death with one hand.

At this moment, in the face of the unpredictable talisman secret method, Liu Chongming naturally couldn't ignore it, but the silver blue electric light pointed directly at the people in the pavilion behind him, but it made Liu Chongming unable to avoid it, so he could only resist hard.