At this moment, six people had already died in the hands of Zhao Zhijing, and he was no longer the same as when he first came to this world, and the passage of these lives had no effect on him in the slightest, and there was still a warm smile on his face.

A man and a sword are like galloping horses, constantly moving forward. With the sound of the fight, more and more people came, and an elite in the imperial city at this moment was the white-clothed sword-wielding boy in both eyes, and the long knife and sharp spear in his hand greeted Zhao Zhijing's body without hesitation. In front of their eyes, Zhao Zhijing is not a person, but their glory and wealth, as long as this bold fanatic is taken down, there will be no need to worry about the glory and wealth in the future.

The long sword in his hand did not stop, and the purple sword light flew rapidly, and there was a sound of the long sword cutting through the air curtain. Zhao Zhijing stabbed out with a sword, and there would be a life leaving, or a red line in his neck, or the gushing and brilliant blood, which still couldn't hide the ugly humanity at this time.

In the eyes of everyone, those who have fallen are no longer the brothers of the past, nor the friends or enemies of the past, they have only one name, that is, losers, losers who can be used as their stepping stones. The dream in my heart has not been shattered, as long as others have not captured Zhao Zhijing, I will have a chance to achieve this immortal achievement.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing is only a few feet away from the palace wall, and he will only arrive in one jump. At this moment, a group of archers with longbows came from among the guards, only to see them bending their bows and arrows, and the sharp wolf teeth and arrows were already coming towards Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing did not have the slightest panic on his face, he still had that warm smile, but in the eyes of everyone, he had changed into the face of death. The figure flickered, the afterimage of the Dao was pervasive, and the sharp arrow came across the sky, Zhao Zhijing lifted it up, and his toes lightly dotted on the flying sharp arrows.

The figure flew over, avoiding the sharp arrows of the ****, and then seeing that he was already standing on the palace wall, with a wave of his slender arm, the sleeves rolled back, and the sharp arrows fell into the sleeves.

"Poof!" After a few sounds, I saw that several people had fallen in a pool of blood, and the sharp arrows on their chests were still shaking, telling the world the cause of their deaths.

A big man who seemed to be an officer, a trace of horror flashed in his pupils, and the long knife in his hand slashed through the air, cutting off a sharp arrow from ****, and shouted: "Surround this person, the archer releases arrows, you can't let this person leave here!"

Those guards who were already a little frightened on their faces, hearing this, restrained the fear in their hearts, and the long knives and spears in their hands pointed straight at Zhao Zhijing, and the guards with the long bow in their hands naturally bent their bows and arrows.

Zhao Zhijing's face was solemn, and he sighed in his heart, he really deserved to be the elite of guarding the palace, but he had already come back to his senses in an instant. A trace of ruthlessness crossed in his heart, the so-called thief captures the king first, and shoots the man first and the horse first. Don't blame me for being too ruthless, blame this world for being a cannibalistic world.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing stepped on the palace wall, and suddenly the green bricks on the soles of his feet shattered, and the real air turned, a broken stone bounced up, and the long sword with purple qi rising in his hand turned around and pumped. A scream suddenly spread, and I saw a thumb-sized gravel, flying rapidly, and the energy flowed, pulling out a white wave of air in the air.

"Bell!" The officer's long knife burst out, and the sword light splashed everywhere, like a shock, but there was still no way to stop the advance of the flying stone.

"Poof!" the sound of flying stones sounded into his body, and the officer's face was full of horror, and bright red blood flowed out of his chest like a stream, and he looked closely at the long knife in his hand with a thumb-sized hole.

One of his knives did not enter the flying stone, but the long knife in his hand was pierced by the flying stone, and the flying stone, whose speed did not weaken, pierced the armor on his body, resulting in a young life.

The flying stone flew out, and Zhao Zhijing had already turned around, and his figure was like a white roc, rising in the air. The old man in black, his face was full of cruelty, and shouted: "Boy, where are you going?" saw the figure flickering, rising out of thin air, like a bat in the night, chasing Zhao Zhijing directly, leaving everyone with a frightened face at this time.

Both of them are outstanding martial arts cultivators, light skills are naturally also good, the figure flickered, and it had already flown out a few zhang away, the sunflower ancestor popped out with a finger, and a thin needle seemed to transcend the space, and came behind Zhao Zhijing;

Look at the thin needle that was knocked away by Zhao Zhijing, a sword, the silver light flashed and it had sunk into a rockery not far away, and a three-foot-deep hole appeared on the rock, if someone was hit, I think there was no life; not to mention a touch of cyan on the edge of the deep hole, it was highly toxic at a glance, as long as it was slightly scratched through the epidermis, it was difficult to save the gods!

Two people, one chases, one flees. It's not about popping out a needle and stabbing a sword. After a while, the two of them had already left the palace and ran outside Lin'an City, leaving behind a distant figure, and one by one the lives that were wiped out by the strength of the two were really unlucky, and it was really risky to watch the battle, so I had to guard against it!

The original bright moon in the sky has disappeared, replaced by the clouds in the sky, blocking the bright light of the moonlight, and everyone who sees this scene has a strange unhappiness flashing in their hearts.

Zhao Zhijing's figure flickered, and a bamboo forest appeared in front of him, only to see his toes on the ground lightly, and he had already jumped on the bamboo tops, and the sunflower ancestor who followed behind was not slow at all, the black figure spread, and then he had already fallen on a green bamboo that was only a few feet away from Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing held the long sword horizontally, flicked his fingers, and a crisp long groan sounded in his ears, and he said with a hint of ruthlessness on his face: "Senior, it is really perseverance, and you can chase so far!"

The Sunflower Ancestor standing on another green bamboo slowly spoke: "The kid is not bad, the breath is still so gentle so far away. Stop here, do you know that you can't escape from the palm of my hand and lead your death here!"

"Hehe!" Zhao Zhijing smiled softly and said: "Death, yes, death, but it's not me, it's you!" The voice fell, the figure rose into the air, and the purple light of the Purple Emperor's sword shone brightly, like a round of purple sun falling from the sky, the power was ten thousand, it was not to be done, the green bamboo standing under it was swept by the energy, and one by one the bamboo nodes suddenly burst open.

The black clothes kept swinging in the energy, and the Sunflower Ancestor did not have the slightest look of panic on his face, and he stood with his palms in front of his chest, and shouted: "The kid is arrogant, take me a move Sunflower to the Sun!" (To be continued.) )