In the eyes of ordinary martial artists, there is no other way to deal with this situation than to meet the seven sword flowers hard.

But Zheng Ming, who possessed the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, instantly discovered the incoherence of the seven sword flowers, and he almost didn't think about it, and the whole person got into the third and fourth sword flowers.

The stout man didn't expect that Zheng Ming would find his flaws so easily, and he fought back sharply. However, this strong man is not an ordinary person, he has experienced a lot of battles.

At this critical time, not only did he not panic, but took the opportunity to slash out five knives in the void.

Different from the sword just now, these five knives are five sword winds, which are completely formed by the gathering of internal qi, but the power is not weaker than the sword wind of the long knife.

The sword style that is five feet away from the body is the limit of the martial artists in the early stage of the seventh grade.

In the face of these five sudden sword winds, Zheng Ming's eyes gave birth to a trace of chill, although his Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa had reached the extreme, he had also found the best position.

But his cultivation is difficult to keep up with the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, as far as holding the sword wind, according to the judgment of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, he can choose a lot of ways to break it, but unfortunately, his internal qi is not enough.

Seventh-rank martial artists, even junior seventh-rank martial artists, are not so easy to deal with.

Zheng Ming, who had a trace of awe for the seventh-rank martial artist in his heart, did not hesitate at all, and the sword light was like a violent wind, and it slashed towards the neck of the strong man with great speed.

This sword is as fast as lightning.

But at the moment when the sword stabbed into the neck of the strong man, the five sword winds. There are already three. slashed on Zheng Ming's body.

With the cultivation of internal qi. Zheng Ming's first golden bell jar has been cultivated to the realm of nine bells, and the reason why the attacks of those crossbow arrows and flying knives just now did not bring the slightest harm to Zheng Ming is because of the golden bell jar.

However, the sharp knife wind, whistling, broke all the Nine Bells Golden Bell Jar, and it was even under Zheng Ming's ribs. Left three knife marks a foot deep.

The majestic sword qi rushed into Zheng Ming's meridians, making Zheng Ming's internal qi that was running all over his body almost collapse.

Fortunately, the demon seed that had been initially integrated into Zheng Ming's body was running rapidly at this moment, and the surrounding heaven and earth essence qi was pouring into Zheng Ming's body from all directions, offsetting a lot of the influx of sword qi.

But that's it, Zheng Ming couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, compared to Zheng Ming, who regained his footing. The fate of the strong man was much worse. Zheng Ming's sword light was as fast as the wind. One step ahead of him, it stabbed him in the neck.

Although his cultivation was stronger than Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming's sword was too fast, and the strong man who had no time to watch out for it in the fight fell directly to the ground.

"He's already wounded, brethren, kill him and avenge the boss. The man holding the bright silver steel thorn, seeing Zheng Ming who was vomiting blood, waved the steel thorn in his hand, and shouted with madness in his voice.

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With one move, Zheng Ming's long sword passed directly through the neck of the man holding the bright silver steel thorn, and although the eyes of the man holding the bright silver steel gun were full of disbelief, his body still fell to the ground involuntarily.

On the weedy ground on the hillside, there were more than a dozen corpses, all of whom were companions of men armed with shiny silver steel thorns.

And they all died, and they all died in the hands of Zheng Ming.

However, Zheng Ming at this time was not comfortable, and there were two wounds on Zheng Ming's right arm and left leg.

The wound on his right arm was a knife mark, only five inches into the flesh, but more than half a foot long. This wound was caused by a man with a knife when Zheng Ming was killing the man holding the bright silver steel stab.

The reason why the man was able to hurt Zheng Ming was because they rushed five people at once, and under the siege of the five people, Zheng Ming decided to exchange the scar on his right arm for the life of the man holding the bright silver steel stab after making a quick judgment.

It's just that when the man's knife slashed at Zheng Ming's arm, the man with the bright silver steel thorn twisted like a snake.

Although Zheng Ming's long sword had left him an opening, it did not kill the man with the bright silver steel thorns.

As for the wound on his leg, it was wounded by a man with a gun, but this time, Zheng Ming was not prepared before he was injured.

Because, when the man with the gun shot again, Zheng Ming's Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa judged that it was difficult for the man to hurt himself.

But when the spear in the man's hand was still a foot away from him, a spear qi, like a long needle, rushed out of the man's spear.

Although, under the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, Zheng Ming found the lightest way to be injured for himself as quickly as possible, but he was still injured by this shot.

However, that man also paid the price for this shot, and the long sword in Zheng Ming's hand took advantage of the moment when his strength was exhausted, and directly killed him on the spot.

After taking a deep breath, Zheng Ming began to run the Vajra Cover Exercise, urging the wounds in those injured locations to shrink, and randomly found several wound medicines recorded in the Medicine King Fragment from his own bag and applied them to the wounds.

After doing all this, Zheng Ming began to clean up the corpses of these people who intercepted and killed him. After some searching, Zheng Ming's hands contained seven more martial arts classics, four bottles of pills, and more than one million taels of silver tickets.

And among these seven classics, the most valuable should belong to the classic Arhat Qi found on the leading man.

This is a method for cultivating internal qi in the early stage of the eighth grade, and this alone surpasses the highest level of the Zheng family in Qingchuan County.

There is also a book of Soul Breaking Knife Method, which is a martial art in the early stage of the Seven Grades, Zheng Ming looked at this sword method with curiosity, and he found that the last move of this sword method is called one knife and seven qi slashing, and the emphasis is on that under one knife, seven sword qi are cut out.

This nameless man who died in the hands of Zheng Ming did not practice this last trick to the peak, otherwise Zheng Ming would definitely not be so easy.

Zheng Ming, who had put away this Soul Breaking Sword Technique, had more and more desire in his eyes, and as he learned about martial arts, he found that the more advanced the martial arts, the higher the need for internal qi.

For example, the last move of this Soul Breaking Sword Technique, ordinary martial artists can't use it at all, and only when the internal qi reaches the specified level can this set of sword techniques be practiced well.

This internal qi is actually the basis of martial arts.

Packing things into his bag, Zheng Ming looked at his bag, which was more than half larger, and there was a trace of unhappiness in his eyes.

With so many things on his back, although the weight was not a problem for him, it looked extremely bloated. Zheng Ming didn't like this bloated feeling.

For a while, in his mind, the little black bottle that he treasured in his home in Luming Town appeared. The Diyuan stalactites in the small black bottle had already been used by him, but the small black bottle gave Zheng Ming a feeling that was more valuable than the Diyuan stalactites.

Because, the amount that the little black bottle can hold is really far more than its volume.

Unfortunately, the little black bottle did not know what the restriction was, and it could take enough of the pond's liquid, but it could not fit a nut larger than its mouth.

It would be nice if he could get a treasure like a small black bottle, Zheng Ming, who had this thought in his heart, started his trip again.

As he walked, Zheng Ming thought about the situation when he encountered the siege just now, and all kinds of thoughts began to flash in his heart.

That shot, I should actually judge it, and the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa was already alert when the gun-wielder shook out his gun qi.

The reason why he didn't react was because he didn't know enough about the higher martial arts.

In fact, at this time, the most useful thing for oneself is to find a place to cultivate well, and only in this way can you integrate all the gains from the great war just now.

However, in the midst of these 9,000 miles of wilderness, where is there such a place for oneself to cultivate? Not to mention those who hunt down and kill themselves, they are like poisonous snakes, hiding in unknown places.

Half a month later, Zheng Ming, who was already in rags, held a three-foot-long sword with a pale cyan color in his hand, and walked among the reckless mountains.

Zheng Ming at this moment, although his face looks full of wind and frost, but his whole spirit, at this moment, is extremely full. Especially those eyes, at this time, there was more ferocity than before.

On the ragged clothes, there were a lot of blood stains, some of which were Zheng Ming's own, and some of which were splashed from others.

Suddenly, Zheng Ming, who was walking in a piece of grass, suddenly drew his sword, and between the green light, a finger-thick, more than two feet long poisonous snake was instantly cut into two ends by Zheng Ming.

Cleavage snake, in the middle of nine thousand miles of wilderness, this iron-threaded snake was rated as a fierce beast of the ninth grade.

The reason why a small snake can become one of the beasts is not only because it is as steel-like, but also because of its speed.

For ordinary warriors, when they see the Cleavage, it is their time of death, because they simply can't cope with the speed of the Cleavage.

But this iron snake was very unlucky to meet Zheng Ming, and before its speed could be expanded, Zheng Ming's long sword had already cut it into two ends.

Although the head of the snake that fell to the ground was still swaying wildly, it was already a struggle with no effect.

Qingdian Sword, one of the trophies that Zheng Ming had obtained three days ago, after killing the seven warriors who besieged him. This is an eight-grade lower-level treasure soldier, which not only sharpens iron like clay, but also has an amplifying effect on internal qi.

Although this increase is only 10%, it is also a rare sword. At that time, Zheng Ming almost cut off an arm by that person in order to kill the owner of the Qingdian Sword.

Fortunately, his Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa and the Ninefold Golden Bell Jar blocked it, so that he avoided the pain of breaking his arm.

The sky was already dark, Zheng Ming's figure flickered, and he came to the big tree ten zhang away, his eyes swept into the distance twice, and a trace of coldness rose in his eyes.

Although he can't see anything now, what he hears is the roar of wolves and tigers that belongs to the entire wilderness, but Zheng Ming's feeling tells him that there is a huge danger waiting for him ahead. (To be continued.) )

PS: I urgently need the support of the bosses, tickets, tickets, I want tickets!