The extreme sadness made Min'er doubly tired, at first he watched Zhu Ziming, who was not a grandson and a grandson, dodge and slaughtered everyone present, afraid that he would make a mistake, and he couldn't rest assured, and tried his best to make himself sober, but after all, he was an elderly person, and after barely supporting it for two hours, he finally fell to the ground and fell asleep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The battle in the field did not stop at all because of his own sleep, but more intense, screams and bloody breath filled the Dalun Temple for a hundred miles, the terrible wind roared like a wave of rage, as if screaming for the tragic slaughter at this time, and as if crying, at this moment Zhu Ziming was mixed with blood, he had long been unable to distinguish whether it was a human or a bloodthirsty demon, he was tireless, he did not know pity, everyone under him was like a group of evil ghosts without the slightest life, let him chop melons and vegetables like slaughter.

The wind became stronger and stronger, blowing his blood-soaked white robe, and soon there was a goose feather cloud, and before the snowflakes fell to the ground, they had turned blood-red, intertwined with the blood that had already gathered into a river on the ground, and flowed all over the ground, but he turned a blind eye, at this moment he was driven by endless hatred in his heart, and the only thought was to kill............ Kill them all, not one of them will be left, in his eyes, there is no longer a good person and a bad person at the gate of Dalun Temple at this moment, but just a group of damned people.

As the screams became weaker and weaker, the team of three hundred people on both sides was slaughtered, and the sky gradually revealed a bright glimmer, and after a while, dawn came, at this time Zhu Ziming was like a doll soaked in blood, standing in the middle of the clearing with a blood-red negative hand, looking up helplessly at the sky with dark clouds, staring blankly, I don't know what he was thinking?

And opposite him, standing Gyatso, who was also covered in blood, and the remaining dozen disciples, were looking at Zhu Ziming who seemed to be a messenger of death in horror, his body didn't know whether it was cold or scared, he kept trembling, his teeth chattered up and down, and he made a "squeak" sound, and his eyes were full of endless fear, as if he had seen something incredible.

And behind him, there were the only five people left in Zega's group, including Zega himself and the corpse of the corpse, who were looking at the demon-like Zhu Ziming in front of him with a face full of horror!

At this moment, Gatso, who had been silent for a long time, trembled and glanced at the three white beards under his chin, there was no complete corpse all over the ground, his eyes revealed a complex and shocked expression, and said in horror: Lao Wei thinks he is a ruthless person, and he doesn't know what it means to be vicious until today, haha, he stared at Zhu Ziming with a bitter laugh and then said: surnamed Zhu, you look down, these innocent lives, which one did not die in your hands, what kind of grudge do they have with you, you are so vicious, all of them have been executed, are you not afraid of retribution？

And his words, Zhu Ziming, who was standing in the middle of the clearing, didn't seem to hear it, and still kept the posture just now and looked up at the foggy sky without saying a word, and Zejia behind him was even more furious, originally thinking of borrowing the hand of the cold soul to refine the dead corpses, and delusionally wanted to recapture the Dalun Temple that originally belonged to him as soon as possible, but who would have thought that the Dalun Temple was in front of him at the moment, but looking at the corpses all over the ground, he understood that all his efforts were in vain, and a Dalun Temple with no one was given to him.

He found that he had failed, and the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he understood that it was no one else who caused this ending, exactly, and the culprit was Zhu Ziming, a young man who originally looked honest and kind.

Seeing that he arrived at this time, he was still arrogant and ignorant of other people's fingers, and he was arrogant and domineering, and he was immediately furious, and made up his mind to burn Zhu Ziming's jade, anyway, everything about himself has been destroyed by Zhu Ziming, and it is not interesting for him to live, so he simply fought to the death, and as soon as he made up his mind, he ignored Gyatso who was standing in the distance, and said to the only remaining people behind him: Give it to me, kill this demon, and then fly up first, and the cold soul behind him listened to Zejia's words that he didn't know whether to live or die, and was stunned at first, and scolded casually: Up? Old bald donkey, you don't want to live, don't pull me Lao Tzu me, I won't be stupid enough to kill myself, I'm sorry, Lao Tzu is not accompanied, you want to find death, you can go.

While sneering, he quickly turned around and fled down the mountain, but Zejia, who was mixed up at this time, didn't find it, just blindly attacked Zhu Ziming, however, Leng Xinsoul miscalculated, only heard Zhu Ziming, who had been silent for a long time, snorted coldly, turned his head suddenly, stared at Leng Xinhuo who was flying away and said: Want to run? I'm afraid it's not so easy, just say a graceful spin, with a toe pick, pick up a gang knife scattered on the ground from the ground, and throw it at the cold heart of the soul who was sacrificing his life to flee without hesitation.

At this time, Zejia and the others who flew up, saw a knife flying towards him with a strong wind, thinking that it was coming for him, and he was immediately shocked, knowing that he couldn't catch it with his martial arts at all, so he could only dodge and avoid it, and immediately lifted the true qi of his whole body, dodged and dodged, and after avoiding it, he was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that if the steel knife was thrown at himself and others, with Zhu Ziming's martial arts, he would never avoid it so easily, but he really avoided it.

Looking back at the whereabouts of the steel knife with a little confusion, he found that the flying steel knife was not aimed at himself and others at all, but was flying towards the cold soul that was fleeing, he immediately understood the despicable behavior of the shameless man of the cold heart soul, and almost fainted, and the steel knife that he wanted to throw in his heart pierced through the shameless man of the cold heart soul, and his eyes looked at it without blinking.

And at this time, the cold soul life in an instant without knowing it, but also quite proud and secretly happy, about to reach a broken end, he thought, as long as I jumped down, with my own light skills, I can easily escape, hehe, as soon as I think of this, laugh wildly, and do not forget to be proud, come back to my senses, want to laugh at Zega and others who are killing themselves, just turned around, he was shocked to find that a bright steel knife flew towards his chest, it was too late to hide, seeing the steel knife with a strong wind, from his chest did not enter, from the back pierced, the aftermath did not fall for a long time, floated out of the distance, and he also understood, his little life is over, and in an instant, an upside-down onion rolled down from the broken end, without making a sound.

Although Zejia hated him shamelessly and looked forward to his death, he was still very surprised when he watched his cold soul being pierced by the steel knife, and he was even more chilled when he saw Zhu Ziming, the courage he had originally mustered up was all gone at this time, and his steps couldn't help but slowly retreat, and his heart was extremely frightened.

Gatso also felt the same way, but he understood better than Zejia that today Zhu Ziming was determined to kill them all, in order not to follow in the footsteps of the cold soul, he suddenly roared, strengthened his courage, and sneered at Zejia who was retreating: Zejia old thief, where did you go with your arrogance just now, what? It didn't take long for you to become a soft-footed shrimp? Do you want to shrink and flee for your life? Hehe, I'm afraid that now you don't say that you can't escape, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, you don't necessarily have the surname Zhu to let you go, you still have to worry about it, think about how to deal with him!

Yes, what you said is right, don't think about your life today, since I, Zhu Ziming, have already started to kill, I don't care about killing a few more of you, and you will harm others in the future, so I will bear all the evils! Zhu Ziming said without any popularity, and his words were extremely cold.

Zejia's old face turned red, and he was suddenly angry and angry, thinking to himself, it seems that he can't solve this demon surnamed Zhu today, and if he wants to live, he is afraid that it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky, when he thinks of this, he thinks that he is really unsure of attacking alone, why not join forces with the old thief of Gatso, even if he is not killed, he will be buried with him, why not! At this time, he has not forgotten to calculate others, which can be described as extremely calculating.

But he really didn't want to say this, but his eyes were extremely anxious to look at Gatso not far away, Gatso saw it in his eyes, smiled in his heart, not only secretly scolded: Okay, you old thief, don't forget to pull me up until you die, anyway, whether you can survive today is still unknown, so he even has a hand, it is better than a suicide to die, when he thinks of this, he can no longer care about the old face, haha smiled and said: Master, in the end, the grievances between the two of us are just civil strife, today we deal with all the grievances for the time being, and it is right to kill this thief together, as for our grievancesThere's always a way to solve it, don't you say?

Zejia listened to the scolding in his ear and scolded in his heart, how could he not understand the wishful thinking of the old thief of Gatso, but apart from this method, he had no choice, at least dealing with Gatso, it was much easier than dealing with this terrible demon Zhu Ziming, he quickly calculated it, pretended to smile and said with a smile: I don't care about it again, the housework of our Buddhism, it is not too late to slowly calculate it in the future, and kill this little ghost first, except for the big trouble in the heart.

Although the two of them were very ashamed of each other in their hearts, in order to save their lives, they united the battle line at this time, and the two sides pressed towards Zhu Ziming step by step, and Zhu Ziming at this time, although it seems to be sacrosanct, in fact, the night of fighting has long been the end of the crossbow, just barely holding on with a breath of resentment, seeing the men and horses on both sides besieging him at this time, although he was frightened, but he was not afraid, he knew in his heart that even if he unfortunately died, he must kill these thieves, if nothing else, it was better to avenge himself in advance.

Looking at the two teams of people who were getting closer and closer, he was not sure at the moment, he slowly bent down, picked up a long sword from a disciple of Dalun Temple, pinched the sword in his hand, and put on a posture to wait for the battle, this is the first time he has put on such a formal posture after learning martial arts, it can be seen that he has no belief in winning this final battle.

The battle kicked off as soon as possible, Gatso and Zejia in order to save their lives, no longer make reservations, resorted to mixed measures, and flew up, Zhu Ziming felt murderous, the opponent's fists and feet were with a whirring wind, sweeping on their faces hot and painful, in order not to be controlled by others, preemptively, when the first long whistle, holding a long sword, flying up, the long sword in his hand slashed down from Gatso's head, and kicked Zejia as a chest with his right foot, one move and two styles, forcing the two people to suddenly panic and flash, as soon as their feet hit the ground, they spun around and flew up again, and rushed to attack the two people who had not yet stood firm, casually understood, Zhu Ziming wanted to die with the two of them.

Although a little frightened, but I know, if I go on like this, I don't know if I can kill Zhu Ziming, I am afraid that the two of them will not be able to see it, after looking at each other, they also gave up the defensive moves, blindly attacking, the three of them attacked each other, and suddenly the sound of muffled snorting was endless, obviously the three of them were on each other's way, and sure enough, as the three separated, they saw that the three of them fell to the ground to varying degrees, and they couldn't get up for a long time, Gatso's right arm was cut off, and he was grinning at his broken arm that was bleeding non-stop, and Zejia was even more strange, his legs were cut off by Zhu Ziming, and most of his body was stained red with blood, and his face was already white。

Zhu Ziming was no better, blood kept spurting out of his mouth, obviously when he was hit in the chest, his face was also white and frightening, bloodless.