After waiting for a while, the sound outside suddenly disappeared. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Everyone didn't know what was going on, and they looked at each other, and they heard Li San say softly: "Everyone be careful, someone is coming." ”

As he spoke, the door of the secret room slowly opened, and a bright light came in. Everyone was startled and retreated into the corner. After a while, the door of the secret room completely opened, and a woman dressed in black stood in the doorway. Zhao Xinming took a look, the woman was about twenty years old and looked a little charming. The woman glanced in, and Tian Qi happened to be swept by her.

"Hehe, there's a little mouse that got in. The woman in black smiled and walked towards Tian Qi.

Tian Qi had nowhere to hide, so he had to rush forward with a knife. The figure of the woman in black flashed the blade in a flash, and she reached out to Tian Qi between her waist and abdomen. Tian Qi immediately waved his knife to block, Hei Ji pointed at the back of the knife, Tian Qi was like being struck by lightning, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground, roaring again and again, obviously in extreme pain. After a while, Tian Qi was bleeding and dying.

After killing Tian Qi, the woman in black shouted with a smile: "Come out, little mice." ”

Everyone had no choice but to walk out, standing in front of the woman in black, and looked at Zhao Xinming one after another. Zhao Xinming glanced at Tian Qi, took a deep breath, stepped forward and said, "You are Hei Ji?"

The woman in black was obviously taken aback, looked at Zhao Xinming for a while, and then said, "There are still people who know me, hehe, little brother, who are you?"

Zhao Xinming shook his head, looked at the crowd, and shouted: "Go." As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xinming picked up the "cloud step" and rushed forward with a fist. Everyone understood and hurriedly rushed to the door of the secret room.

Hei Ji said angrily: "Presumptuous, will I let you go?" As he spoke, Hei Ji's body was about to stop everyone, but unfortunately Zhao Xinming came closely, Hei Ji flashed a few times and did not bypass Zhao Xinming, and everyone rushed out of the secret room one after another when they got the opportunity.

"You brought it on yourself. Kurohime was annoyed and reached out and patted it.

Zhao Xinming took up the "cloud step" and dodged closely. Hei Ji quickly changed her move, and pointed her left hand between Zhao Xinming's chest and abdomen. Zhao Xinming stepped on the "Cloud Step" and flashed again, taking the opportunity to punch Hei Ji's back.

With a "bang", Zhao Xinming took a step back, and a cold internal energy poured into his body along Zhao Xinming's fist. This Hei Ji is at least a master of 4 levels of internal strength, how can Zhao Xinming resist it? With a "wow", he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Xinming took a few deep breaths, adjusted his breath, and looked up, where was the figure of Hei Ji. As far as the eye could see, it was actually a Shura hell, and a river of blood ran through the east and west, rumbling forward. Zhao Xinming was shocked in his heart, and immediately reacted, this Hei Ji is actually a master of artistic conception!

In the river of blood, the blood vapor was steaming, entangled around Zhao Xinming like a chain, desperately drilling towards Zhao Xinming's body. Zhao Xinming wanted to dodge, but this chain kept struggling and couldn't dodge, and it was wrapped around his body. After a while, Zhao Xinming felt that the blood in his body was ignited, and he kept gushing out, and when he reached out and touched it, his mouth and nostrils were full of blood.

The blood and qi gathered more and more, and gradually took shape. Zhao Xinming had no choice but to gather his internal strength and crash into it, but unfortunately this impact had no effect, and the condensation speed of blood qi was a little faster. At this moment, the killing intent in Zhao Xinming's body was pulled and quickly condensed, and the two artistic conceptions suddenly used Zhao Xinming's body as a battlefield and fought with each other.

Hei Ji, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, only felt that Zhao Xinming's body would be red for a while, and in the battle between the two compartments, Zhao Xinming was tortured, and he drank violently in severe pain and came to his senses. Looking up, Kurohime was looking at him with a smirk on his face.

"Little brother, yes, I practiced artistic conception at a young age. Kurohime chuckled and said lightly.

Zhao Xinming's eyes were blood-red, he stared at Hei Ji for a while, and rushed over again with a roar. Kurohime frowned, raised her right hand and patted it. Zhao Xinming didn't dodge or dodge, and slammed it over with a punch. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time, Hei Ji snorted, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "I can't see it, it's still a killing realm." ”

Zhao Xinming was even more unbearable, the two artistic conceptions in his body fought for a long time, and then they suddenly dispersed, and immediately collapsed to the ground. After a while, Hei Ji recovered, took a few steps forward, and stretched out his hand to pat Zhao Xinming on the ground, Zhao Xinming couldn't dodge, and he was about to die in Huangquan. At this moment, the door of the secret room suddenly opened, and a figure flashed, shouting: "Slut, you dare!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure rushed up and rushed straight to Heihime. Zhao Xinming looked up, but it was the old man. The old man flew up, and the "bang bang" was a five-hit combo. Kurohime was caught off guard, couldn't parry, and was immediately knocked to the ground. Zhao Xinming struggled twice and roared: "Be careful, this person has practiced the artistic conception." ”

The old man was shocked, and quickly came back to his senses, looking at Hei Ji with both eyes, with a solemn face. Soon, Hei Ji recovered, and said with a sneer: "Another one who is not afraid of death, very good, I will fulfill you now." ”

As he spoke, Hei Ji's waist flashed, and a black shadow flashed, and the person had already attacked. The old man hurriedly dodged, flew up, and repelled Kurohime with a triple hit. In less than a stick of incense, the two fought for more than 30 times, and the old man's movements became slower and slower, and he almost fell into the artistic conception of Hei Ji a few times.

After resting for a while, Zhao Xinming breathed a sigh of relief and attacked again. Hei Ji was afraid of Zhao Xinming's killing intent and didn't dare to make a head-on move; the old man was afraid of Hei Ji's artistic conception and didn't dare to make a head-on move, so he fought like this for more than half an hour, and still didn't tell the winner.

"Housheng, you go quickly, I can't hold on for long. The old man gasped a few times and yelled.

"Hehe, want to go? Then you have to ask my opinion. Hei Ji snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted his strength, forcing the old man back.

"Kurohime, don't think you're going to eat us. Zhao Xinming snorted coldly and suddenly unleashed a triple attack. Hei Ji was caught off guard and had to take a hard move.

There was a muffled sound, and the two took a few steps back. Zhao Xinming was overwhelmed and immediately fell to the ground. Kurohime didn't feel good either, and with a "wow" sound, she spat out a mouthful of blood and withered. The old man got the opportunity, quickly followed up, and punched the black Ji death hole.

"Old thing, you want to take advantage of me. Furious, Kurohime stood up and waved her hand and slapped it.

"Uncle, be careful. Zhao Xinming raised his head and shouted.

The old man smiled faintly and rushed over without hesitation. I only heard a scream from Kurohime, and the two of them broke up as soon as they touched. The old man flew upside down and fell to the ground, struggling a few times and soon stopped moving.

"Nope. Zhao Xinming yelled and crawled over. The old man was bleeding from all his orifices, and he barely opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Xinming.

"Master. Zhao Xinming shouted, the old man smiled slightly, and tilted his head.

Zhao Xinming cried and shook the old man desperately, but unfortunately there was no response, only a crisp sound of "clanging" was heard, and something fell to the ground. Zhao Xinming followed the prestige, but it was the dagger he had just given to the old man for self-defense, which was stained with blood. Zhao Xinming gently put down the old man, reached out and grabbed the dagger, struggled to stand up, and walked slowly towards Hei Ji.

Hei Ji was caught off guard, was stabbed in the abdomen by the old man, collapsed on the ground and groaned in pain, saw Zhao Xinming walking slowly, and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Xinming glanced at Hei Ji coldly and continued to walk forward. Hei Ji was frightened in her heart, and hurriedly said: "Little brother, we have something to discuss, and my sister will definitely not treat you badly." ”

Zhao Xinming snorted coldly and said, "Hei Ji, if you kill my master, I'll send you to see him." As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xinming took the "Cloud Step", walked closely, raised the dagger with his right hand and stabbed it.