Zhao Zhijing's figure walked through the grassland under the night, Zhao Zhijing, who was hidden on a small raised hill, showed wisps of light in his eyes, and suddenly his eyesight increased greatly, at this moment, the innate true yuan in his eyes was running, the dark night sky was like day in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, and the horse thieves who were constantly moving towards the camp of Zhao Zhijing and others with hidden traces, every movement fell in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, and the hidden action was simply a joke in Zhao Zhijing's eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking at those skilled horse thieves, the expression on Zhao Zhijing's face became even colder than the ice crystals condensed in the cold winter, and those horse thief pioneers who were traveling more than ten zhang away suddenly felt a trace of cold breath sweep by, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood up at this moment, and his body couldn't help but tremble. These people are people who live on the tip of a knife, and they are naturally very familiar with the passage of life, but they attach great importance to their own lives.

At this moment, my heart suddenly muttered, but thinking of the coldness of the leader and the joy of getting the money, a warm blood suddenly gushed out in my heart, and this cold was swept away. A pair of fierce eyes were full of greed and ferocity like a wolf, wisps of green light condensed in the eye sockets, and the figure kept approaching Zhao Zhijing.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's heart was full of coldness. Suddenly, he secretly said in his heart: "If you just kill these people, wouldn't it be cheaper for them, as long as they let them die in fear, it is the best fate for these people!" Thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing's figure moved slightly, and he was suddenly hidden in the shadow of a raised mountain rock.

When he was young, a horse thief finally climbed the raised hill, looked at the camp where Lin Ruohua and the others were, and showed a distorted smile on his ugly face, and his white teeth were rubbing, making a grim sound like a night owl. It was as if he had seen Zhao Zhijing and the others die under the scimitar in his hand, and the gold and silver shining with metallic luster were already in front of him.

It's just that everything in this world, what is imagined is always imaginary, and it will not be reality, and even if it is turned into reality, it is very rare, and it is also achieved by someone after many tribulations. For these horse thieves, the rising sun tomorrow is just a luxury, and the next thing is only the time of their own fear.

Zhao Zhijing, who was hidden in the dark, saw this person waving his hand and said hello to the people behind, and was about to think about the camp where Lin Ruohua and the others were. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's arm stretched out from the darkness, and the electric light and flint had already pulled this person into the dark stone shadow, and there was no movement with a slight muffled snort.

With the arrival of this person, the small people of the hill also kept approaching. Zhao Zhijing, who was hidden in the darkness, concocted the same method to catch these ruthless horse thief vanguards. At this moment, among the stone shadows, there were ten horse thief pioneers, one of whom was no more, and one was not less, lying neatly on the ground. For everyone, the unknown is the most fearful thing, at this time martial arts have not yet spread in this grassland, for these ruthless horse thieves, Zhao Zhijing's points have become unknowable, and these people look at Zhao Zhijing's eyes full of fear.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing admired the frightened expressions of these people, and suddenly a cold gaze flashed in his eyes. Provoke one's own existence, and naturally only death is the best end. Stretching out his hand, the Purple Emperor Sword in the scabbard was suddenly pulled out of the scabbard. A cold sword light flashed, and a blood-red trace appeared on the necks of these ten people, and the next moment there was no blood gushing, just a red trace as thick as a yellow silk thread.

Zhao Zhijing, who was holding the hilt of the Purple Emperor's sword, secretly sighed in his heart: The sword is always a sword. As a sharp weapon in the hands of a swordsman, it always needs to be stained with blood. For whatever reason, it's killing. Although the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand has its own innate true yuan refinement, it always needs the refinement of blood and life. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Zhijing was already an innate realm at this time, the innate god in the sea of consciousness was a perfect innate and more powerful than ordinary people. At this time, he would not see that as the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand slashed, ten subtle blood lines quickly sank into the purple jade-like sword body.

In the night, in the dark stone shadows, Zhao Zhijing inserted the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand into the sheath, and said secretly in his heart: "The layout of the dragon that I originally wanted to fight for the dragon is really not wrong, it seems that the transformation of the Purple Emperor Sword and my own forward movement still need a lot of human life, maybe by the day I reach the top, there will be a mountain of white bones under my feet." ”

At this moment, I reached out and grabbed it. An invisible suction force suddenly rolled in Zhao Zhijing's palm, and there were still ten people with a frightened look in these two eyes, and the long hair suddenly fell into Zhao Zhijing's palm. Zhao Zhijing, who grabbed the braid, suddenly mentioned it, and the ten heads were lifted from the ground by Zhao Zhijing, and at this moment, blood gushed out from the necks of the ten horse thieves, but it did not gush out, but with the wound flowing, it sank into the grass, dyeing the soft grass red.

Holding these ten heads in one hand, Zhao Zhijing's figure flashed in the dark night, and he had already left from the stone shadow. At this time, not far from the hill, the horse thief at the head sat on a tall war horse, looking at the hill with a hint of introspection. But he couldn't see a signal for a long time, and suddenly this person's heart was already muttering.

Just when his heart was irritable and he couldn't help it. The eyes of a person beside him swept away, and the horse that drove the sat down came to the person's side, and said lightly: "Senior brother, you see that there is something strange there, I remember that there was no such bulge when we came. As he spoke, the man pointed to a bulge not far away.

When this person heard this, his eyes suddenly swept away. Seeing that there was a small bulge in the originally gentle place, there was a slight strangeness in my heart, and my wolf-like gaze swept straight down on a meaty minion on the side, and suddenly the horsewhip in his hand was raised and waved suddenly.

The meaty minion with a face was not simple-minded, and suddenly waved his hand and led a person beside him, driving the horse he was sitting on to gallop towards a bulge not far away. After a while, the two of them galloped back, but at this time, the fierce eyes of the two buried a trace of happiness, each of them carried five heads in their hands, which was particularly conspicuous in the fire of the horse thief at this time.

Seeing the heads in the hands of the two people, the eyes of the person headed by the horse thief suddenly became cold and cruel, and he took a head in the depressing atmosphere at this time, swept the incision like a mirror with his eyes, and suddenly said secretly in his heart: "What a sharp sword!" Although there was no strangeness on his face, the slightest hint of happiness hidden in the cruel gaze still fell in the eyes of the junior brother beside him. (To be continued.) )