"Everyone hold up the body protection qi, be careful of that guy sneaking up again!" The green light in the eyes of the ghost saint was sheng, and he glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and shouted loudly.

The rest of the people all exert their body protection qi to protect themselves.

Although the innate martial artist's body protection qi is powerful and can block sword attacks, it consumes true qi very much. Could it be that they have to support their body protection qi all night? If this is the case, I am afraid that before dawn, their innate true qi will be exhausted.

"That guy was too fast to see him clearly. ”

"Everyone works in groups of three, back to back, and is on guard. ”

"Who the hell is he, and why did he know we're here?"

Aggrieved.

It's really aggrieved.

These assassins are all going to assassinate others, and now someone has come to assassinate themselves, and they kill two of them as soon as they make a move.

It can be seen that the strength of the swordsmanship and the wonder of the body have reached the pinnacle.

The ghost saint looked at the surrounding woods and found no clues.

Zhang Ming didn't display his righteous qi, he only used his qi and blood physical strength, and there was no true qi fluctuation at all, and it was almost impossible to find him out in the dark.

Unless he has reached the level of the divine realm and has the ability to release his divine thoughts, he can find out Zhang Ming's hiding place.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, Zhang Ming still didn't make a move. The Ghost Saint said: "It's not a way to go on like this, that guy in the shadows doesn't consume true qi, but we use our body protection qi to continuously consume true qi, which is weakening our strength." Once our true qi is exhausted, we will die without a place to be buried. Let's go, go down!"

As assassins, the Ghost Saint and the others knew how to kill people, and they also knew how to prevent themselves from being killed.

Only when you move, the guy in the dark will show his flaws.

The Ghost Saint and the rest of the killers performed light martial arts and quickly ran down the mountain. Zhang Ming, who was in the dark, sneered, and also used his skills to chase after him. These guys are smart, and if they don't move, they will really run away, and if they move, they will be exposed and besieged.

Zhang Ming has comprehended a trace of sincerity, and there is such a magical ancient footwork as Yu Bu, how can he be afraid that they will besiege him?

As soon as Zhang Ming moved, there was a trace of air fluctuations.

"Back. ”

"He was fooled and finally followed. ”

"Kill him. ”

"Fence it off!"

More than a dozen early innate martial artists, plus the Ghost Saint, a strong man who can confront late innate martial artists, even in the face of innate martial artists, they are not afraid.

As long as this dark creature is surrounded, he will be killed. When the time comes, they will want to see, who is so bold as to dare to attack themselves?

Zhang Ming said secretly: "You want to besiege me? ”

Finding an early innate assassin, Zhang Ming condensed the strength of his body on the tip of the sword, and the penetrating power of the sword made the air seem to be distorted.

Straight stab!

The long sword whistled in the air, with an indomitable momentum. The sword light on the tip of the sword was not cold, but very hot, and the friction with the air seemed to burn, and the ghosts and saints all smelled the smell of burning air.

"You want to kill me, you can't break Lao Tzu's body protection!"

Zhang Ming's speed was so fast that he didn't have time to avoid it at all, so he could only use his body protection qi to the extreme, hoping to block this terrifying sword.

The power of 300,000 catties is gathered at the tip of the sword, and its penetrating power can be imagined. Even if it is the protective body qi of an innate martial artist, it can't be defended.

"Poof!"

The sound of the grinding of the qi and the sword.

Break the surface with a point.

Zhang Ming used the direct stab in the basic swordsmanship to break through his protective body, and the long sword directly pierced his heart.

The attack of others arrived.

Zhang Ming took a step, his figure flashed, appeared ten zhang away, and then hidden, disappearing.

All of their attacks were in vain.

The killer who was pierced through the heart, covering his heart, with incredible remorse in his eyes, if he wasn't so greedy and didn't come to Qing'an County to kill Zhang Ming, maybe he wouldn't have died.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

"Zhang Ming, he's Zhang Ming!" the killer clutched his chest, stopping the blood from flowing out, he already felt his life force running out quickly.

The vitality of the innate martial artist is very strong, as long as the brain and throat are not destroyed, even if the internal organs are shattered, they can live for half an hour with their powerful vitality.

But if the heart is pierced, no matter how strong the vitality is, it will not be able to escape the fate of death, just live a little longer.

The ghost saint shouted loudly, "Is it really Zhang Ming?"

The killer clutching his chest said weakly: "When he assassinated me, I could see his face clearly, although it was a short time, but I confirmed that he was very young, only in his twenties. It's definitely Zhang Ming!"

A congenital martial artist in his twenties, with such a strong swordsmanship and unpredictable body technique, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhang Ming?

The Ghost Saint blasted out green true qi to destroy the surrounding trees, but no trace of Zhang Ming was found.

"Zhang Ming, if you have the ability, come out and fight us to the death. What kind of hero is a sneaky sneak attack?" shouted the Ghost Saint.

"yes, get out. ”

"Fight to the death. ”

"If it's a real hero, come out. ”

Zhang Ming's voice came from the darkness not far away: "You killer assassins, you are not upright when you kill." Isn't it ironic that you want me to fight you to the death now? ”

The ghost saint suddenly shot at the place where the voice came from: "Get out!"

The green innate true qi condensed into a huge paw print in the air, which was very conspicuous in the darkness.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A huge earthen pit appeared at the place of the attack, but unfortunately, Zhang Ming was not found.

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that the speed is a little slower. Zhang Ming's voice came from behind him again.

Zhang Ming once again found a target, and it was still a simple straight stab.

The long sword pierced through the back of the head, directly killing this early innate killer.

"Zhang Ming is a mid-congenital martial artist, don't be deceived by him. The Ghost Saint shouted loudly, "Zhang Ming is not only extremely fast, but also extremely powerful. Everyone must be careful. ”

The Ghost Saint found that Zhang Ming's strength was much stronger than that of the early stage of the Innate Martial Arts. If Zhang Ming was in the early stage of congenital development, it would be impossible for his long sword to easily pierce the protective body.

Protect the body, and the sword is difficult to hurt.

Each of them can withstand the bombardment of more than 200,000 catties of power, but it can't stop Zhang Ming's long sword. The Ghost Saint deduced from this that Zhang Ming's strength definitely exceeded the early stage of the innate stage, and even reached the realm of the middle stage of the innate stage.

A mid-congenital martial artist, his strength is more than 300,000 jin to 500,000 jin, although Zhang Ming is not a mid-congenital martial artist, but his strength is very close to that of a mid-congenital martial artist.

Before Zhang Ming's figure could be seen clearly, four congenital killers had already been killed. If it goes on like this, it will definitely not work, even if these killers are determined, after a long time, maybe they will collapse.

But Zhang Ming's speed is too fast, and after killing one person, he will retreat and find another chance. Before they could successfully join the circle, Zhang Ming disappeared.

"Everyone runs apart. The Ghost Saint said, "No matter how fast Zhang Ming is, it is impossible for him to catch up with all of us. After dawn, we will meet at the agreed location. ”

It is said that Zhang Ming escaped under the joint killing of Wang Jingtai and Wang Wensen, and they knew that Zhang Ming's body speed was absolutely powerful, but rumors must be rumors, and it was more impactful than seeing it with their own eyes.

Only when you really face Zhang Ming's teleportation-like speed can you know what fear and despair are.

Even if the number of ghost saints and their numbers is overwhelming, there is fear in their hearts.

The Ghost Saint was the first to rush out, and the others immediately reacted and rushed in different directions, the speed was extremely fast.

Zhang Ming did not panic, but set his sights on a killer with the slowest speed. Zhang Ming comprehended a trace of sincerity, as long as it was within a certain range, he could sense the existence of the other party, and even the good and malicious thoughts of the opponent could be judged.

Zhang Ming was cautious and patient, he didn't look like he had wiped out these killers all at once.

As many as you can kill, count as much as you want. It is of course the best to be able to kill them all.

Poof!

The sword flashed, taking away a sinful life once again.

After drawing the sword, Zhang Ming took a step and chased in another direction.

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In the east, the white belly of the fish appeared.

The night passes, and the sun will soon come out.

The ghost saint ran all night and took the hidden path.

Recalling Zhang Ming's swordsmanship and body skills, the ghost saint was afraid. You must know that the Ghost Saint is the elder of the Golden Corpse Sect, and he is one of the only three remaining innate martial artists in the sect, except for the master, the Ghost Saint's martial arts cultivation is the highest. The Golden Corpse Sect has been dealing with corpses for many years, and the Ghost Saint has even forgotten what fear is, but he didn't expect that under Zhang Ming's sword, he would re-experience the feeling of fear.

In the face of Zhang Ming, no matter how strong the strength is, it is useless, because the attack is useless.

"I'm finally going to leave this hellish place in Qing'an County. The Ghost Saint glanced behind him, with a worried expression on his ugly face, "Five million taels of silver, it's not so easy to earn." Zhang Ming, as expected, is worthy of being a character comparable to the little living Buddha of Leiyin Temple, which is really terrifying. ”

The ghost saint calmed down his emotions and continued to walk forward, past this small hill, which is beyond Qing'an County.

At this moment, the Ghost Saint's pupils shrank.

I don't know when, Zhang Ming held the long sword and stood a hundred zhang away, blocking the way of the ghost saint.

"The others died under the sword of the official. The breath on Zhang Ming's body was stable, and he looked calm. It seems that after a night of chasing and killing, I came out in the morning to watch the sunrise.

Zhang Ming himself knew that he had been chasing and killing all night long, and his physical strength had been consumed by most of it. The ghost saint is the strongest among these killers, and whether he can kill him or not, Zhang Ming is not sure in his heart.

The ghost saint stabilized his mind and asked curiously: "Zhang Ming, you are really very capable, not only swordsmanship, subtle body skills, but also the ability to track. The old man is very curious, how did you find me? The route that the old man walked is not something that ordinary people can find. ”

Zhang Ming smiled slightly and did not answer. Of course, he would not say that he had comprehended the way of sincerity.

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