Since that trip to the valley, after accidentally absorbing the essence of the giant python medicine pool, Zhao Ziming's body has strengthened to a point that ordinary people can't achieve at all.

He had never tried the limit of this body, but at this moment, when four ninth-layer masters, more than a dozen eighth-layer masters, tried their best to suppress him, he felt that limit.

Three swords were pierced into his back, five knives were slung to his shoulders, and several weapons were pierced into his ribs, and his body would have been cut to pieces if it weren't for the strength of his musculokeletal membranes.

Through these weapons, powerful internal forces continued to pour into his body, squeezing his internal organs, his body swelled red, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes and ears.

He struggled to raise his head, and in his blurred vision, he could faintly see the dragon tyrant rushing towards him with an axe.

At the moment of life and death, Zhao Ziming's heart suddenly calmed down completely, and naturally, the internal force that was silent in his dantian rushed out one by one, running wildly along many meridians that had been shattered by external internal forces, and it was a week in the blink of an eye.

The change abruptly arose, and the internal forces that rushed into his body were now quickly merged into his own internal forces, and then transported all over his body, no longer harming him.

Just as he was about to fight back against the dragon tyrant who had rushed to him, a deep shout sounded, "Hugh has to hurt him!" But it was Zhao Wu who had just arrived, holding a knife and flying to block him.

Long Ba didn't know what this brother-in-law was crazy about, but for the sake of his sister's face, it was not good to hurt him, and the power of the blessing on the axe was half weaker, so he could only shake it back.

"Wu Gang!" Long Liying, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was shocked and angry, pulled out her portable weapon and stopped in front of Zhao Wugang, staring at him firmly with a pair of bright eyes, "If this evil seed is not removed, my Zhao family will never have peace!"

Zhao Wugang said indifferently: "He is the last bit of blood left by the eldest brother in the world, I must protect him, if you want to kill, you must first cross over my corpse." ”

Long Liying crossed her sword on her chest and said, "Okay, if you want to save him, then you will also step over my corpse first!"

Zhao Wugang's lips moved, and he was finally silent, and after a long time, his face showed pain and determination, and said: "Liying, if you kill him, you and I will end here!"

Long Liying's body shook, "Wu Gang, you ......"

"Ying'er, you can't stop him, I'll come. Long Yan, who was dressed in a red robe, strode over, pushed Long Liying aside, looked at Zhao Wugang, and slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

"Master Long Dazhai, hurry up!" a ninth-layer master who suppressed Zhao Ziming suddenly shouted with difficulty.

Long Ba was startled, turned his head to look, and saw that with Zhao Ziming as the center, a cyclone with a diameter of several zhang was formed, and the besieging people were trembling one by one, and the hot air above their heads was rising, obviously outputting internal force with all their might.

Long Ba jumped up without thinking, raised his axe and slashed at the top of Zhao Ziming's head.

Zhao Wugang, who was fighting with Long Yan, was stunned, and frantically urged the internal force to attack, but he couldn't break through Long Yan's block, so he could only watch the axe fall.

Just as the axe was about to fall on the top of his head, Zhao Ziming's right hand suddenly moved upward, and he actually used the grasping power of his thumb and the other four fingers to clasp the blade of the axe and lift Long Ba in the air!

Long Ba saw that there was blood flowing in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and knew that his meridians and internal organs had been seriously injured by the internal force infused by everyone, so he snorted coldly, and the surging internal force in his body surged out, rushing into Zhao Ziming's body through the axe.

Anyone who practices martial arts knows that once this kind of offensive internal force enters the human body, it will impact the flesh, meridians and organs in the body.

No matter how Zhao Ziming's foreign kung fu reaches its peak, his body is still very fragile inside. He was indeed hit hard by the internal force of the besieged people, but the mysterious exercises that operated spontaneously saved his life.

As soon as the exercises were running, those external internal forces were quickly assimilated by him and no longer harmed him, and what shocked him even more was that after those internal forces ran in the meridians for a few weeks, they were completely turned into his own!

In this way, Zhao Ziming was not in a hurry to get out, but only urged the exercises to run over and over again, refining all the internal force that poured into his body, and later, the speed of the internal force pouring in could not even keep up with the speed of his refining.

Those besieging people noticed that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw and retreat, but they found that an inexplicable suction force came from the weapons in their hands, which involved their internal force. If they forcibly withdraw their work, they will be greatly revolted. In desperation, they had to increase the output of internal force, hoping to support Zhao Ziming.

Long Ba soon realized this problem, but like everyone else, he had no way to deal with it, he could only widen his eyes, feel the internal force passing wildly, and his body gradually weakened.

When a warrior is doing his best, it is not appropriate to speak, because as soon as he speaks, the internal force will be blocked, and it is easy to take a fork in the road, thus going mad.

The ninth-layer master who asked Long Ba for help before was also forced to open his mouth, he had a fluke mentality, but after all, he didn't straighten out the chaotic internal force, and he forked the road.

At the critical juncture, he used his dead horse as a live horse doctor, and directed all his internal force to Zhao Ziming at the fastest speed, which really relieved him of the trouble of going mad, but he was also the first to exhaust himself.

Before he fell to the ground and fell unconscious, his heart was full of remorse, and this greed not only made him lose all his skills, but it was already unknown whether he could save his life.

The surging internal force runs in the meridians and returns to the dantian, filling the last bit of space in the dantian. Zhao Ziming raised his head suddenly, letting out a low and painful roar.

With this roar, a powerful wave of qi centered on him and swept away, and the people standing around him, the weapons on his body, were shocked and flew out, and blood spurted out from the wound, staining him into a bloody man.

Only the raised right hand was still holding the axe, Zhao Ziming looked at Long Ba's eyes, and saw the fear of death from it, he thought, his father would never show this emotion.

As soon as his right hand sank, and then went up, the dragon bully was pushed into the air, Zhao Ziming shouted, jumped high, and waved the heavy knife in his hand.

Long Ba's beautiful head was detached from his body and fell into the dust, and there was still fear and some unwillingness in his eyes, as if he could never have imagined that he would lose his life because of a trivial sum of countless debts more than ten years ago.

Those masters who were shocked by Zhao Ziming, looking at the remnants of Long Ba and the blood all over the ground, seemed to see their respective ends, full of fear, and a few struggled to get up, but they couldn't exert any strength, so they could only wait to die.

Zhao Ziming didn't even look at these people, their internal strength was absorbed by him, the foundation of martial arts was destroyed, and they had become wasted, which was regarded as retribution, and he had no intention of taking their lives again.

He walked slowly towards Long Liying, blood kept gushing out, soaking his filial piety clothes, and every step he took, he left a red footprint, coupled with his pale complexion and calm eyes, giving people a chilling feeling.

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Half an hour later, the lively Nanshan Cottage has become deserted.

On the flat ground outside the main hall, Long Liying sat on the ground, her hair was scattered, there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were a little distracted. Zhao Zishuang's sister and brother picked her up, she gently pushed the two of them away with both hands, took a few steps forward, and looked down the mountain.

"He's gone. Zhao Wugang, who was standing next to him, sighed faintly and looked at his wife with a complicated expression, "Liying, we are sorry for him." ”

Long Liying was silent. Before, when she was thinking that she was going to die, Zhao Zishuang and Zhao Zijun came. Facing the two of them, the killing intent in Zhao Ziming's heart was like a flood blocked by a dam, and he wanted to go down but couldn't. In the end, under the pleading gaze of the two, only Long Liying's martial arts were abolished, and they went down the mountain.

Long Yan already knew about the grievances between the two families at this moment, and Long Hanqin had also confessed to hiring a Shadow Gate killer to assassinate Zhao Ziming, he sighed and said, "In the final analysis, it is my Long family's fault." ”

Long Liying's thoughts fluctuated, she thought of what she had done, thought of the intrigue she had stepped into the rivers and lakes over the years, and thought of Zhao Ziming's cold eyes when she looked at her, but she felt an indescribable tiredness rise from the bottom of her heart.

She thought: "Are these days worth it?" She thought again: "If it wasn't Zhao Ziming who came to seek revenge today, then how would that person treat himself and his family?"

She looked at her husband, at her children, at her father, and already had an answer in her heart: "Everyone will die." ”

She suddenly had a great fear, these people are all things she can't give up or lose! Compared to them, it doesn't matter what money, what reputation, what status!

For the first time in her life, Long Liying felt guilty and a little grateful to Zhao Ziming.

She came back to her senses, and on her beautiful face, a gentle smile bloomed that she had never had, and she took her husband's hand and said, "Wu Gang, let's go back." ”

Zhao Wugang didn't react for a while, "Go back?"

Long Liying said: "Go back to Laozhuang." ”

Since then, the couple has sold most of their properties, settled next to the ancestral grave of Lao Zhuang, completely withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and lived an ordinary life.

As for their pair of children, after experiencing this great change, they wandered on the rivers and lakes for a few years, and they were also tired of it, so they started a family and retired to the rivers and lakes.

It's just that they never saw Zhao Ziming again, and there was little news of him, as if he turned into light smoke and disappeared from this country. disappeared together, as well as those grievances and grievances, love and hatred.

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After Zhao Ziming left Nanshanzhai, he found a secluded place to recuperate from his injuries, and then came to Guling County by the way.

When he went up to Luoyue Peak, he found that the entrance of the ancient tomb hall had disappeared, and there was an extra Huanglong Gang on the original site, and the gang leader Xi Mu had seven layers of internal strength, and he was barely a martial arts expert.

Hearing that he inquired about Yuntu's news, the leader of the Yellow Dragon Gang immediately led people to surround him.

Zhao Ziming put his hands behind his back, without the slightest panic on his face, and asked lightly: "What does Gang Master Xi mean?"