Demon Swallowing Diagram, what kind of martial arts it is, Zhang Ming doesn't know. But he knew that his heroic righteousness was the nemesis of the Demon Dao.

Wang He's strength, body speed, and swordsmanship attainments are no longer under Zhang Ming. Seeing Zhang Ming retreating with his technique, Wang He certainly would not give up the pursuit.

"Zhang Ming, you can't escape!"

Wang He stared at Zhang Ming with a hideous expression on his face.

Zhang Ming said calmly: "Escape, although you Wang He has become an innate martial artist, you are not qualified to let me escape." You and I are equal in martial arts and swordsmanship, and it seems that one of them must die today. ”

"Quack...... Wang He sneered, "You're right, one must die, but the one who dies must be you." I cultivated the Demon Devouring Diagram, and I just practiced to the first level today, and you broke into the Wang family's manor, and just used you to sacrifice the sword! God wants you to die, Zhang Ming, accept your fate. ”

Zhang Ming had a strong heart and a firm will, and was not moved by Wang He's words at all. People like Wang He are selfish and jealous, even if he is no longer irritable and calms down now, but his mind is vicious and he has practiced magic skills, it is in vain.

"Wang He, since ancient times, evil has been invincible. The person who dies today may not necessarily be you. ”

Zhang Ming's toes were on the ground a little, his body did not retreat, but advanced, and the long sword in his hand turned into a streamer and stabbed towards Wang He.

"Ding!"

The two long swords collided, and the black and white swords collided together, devouring each other, and then completely exploded.

Although the sword qi that erupted was powerful, and first-class martial artists had to avoid its edge, Zhang Ming and Wang He both had innate qi protection, but they couldn't hurt them in the slightest.

After Wang He took a few steps back, he once again turned into a black afterimage and killed Zhang Ming: "Evil is invincible? I only know that the road is one foot high, the devil is one foot high, the king is defeated, and history is always written by the victor. Zhang Ming, if you die under my sword, your reputation will be stinky, and you will become a stepping stone for my Wang He's fame to move the world!"

Zhang Ming raised his keen sense of hearing and vision to the extreme, always paying attention to the rotation of Wang He's spine, so that he could predict the direction of his left-handed sword attack in advance.

"Wang He, what you think is beautiful. But I have to kill you, I'll talk about it. The long sword in Zhang Ming's hand was like a peacock opening the screen, and the sword light was pervasive, blocking Wang He's crazy attack.

The speed of the two of them was too fast, and the first-class martial artists could no longer see their movements clearly, they could only feel the two black and white phantoms constantly hitting and fighting, and the half-step innate martial artists could only see a general and specific move, but they couldn't see clearly.

Only the fat shopkeeper present could see Zhang Ming and Wang He's moves clearly, because he was a late congenital martial artist, and his cultivation was higher than that of Zhang Ming and Wang He.

"He'er, you must kill Zhang Ming, you must kill him. Zhang Ming is already a big problem for our Wang family, and we must not let him leave alive. Wang Changqing stared at the two people who were constantly fighting and muttered.

Wang Zhenshan asked the fat shopkeeper on the side: "Senior, who has the upper hand between my grandson and Zhang Ming's thief?"

The fat shopkeeper shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It's too early to say anything, the innate martial artists are fighting, and the results can't be separated in a while." When the battle is over, won't you know? Be patient, there will be results. ”

When a master fights, it is often a move to determine life and death, and the winner is determined in an instant. But Zhang Ming and Wang He's situation is a bit special, their speed, strength, and even swordsmanship are all at the same level, and it will take a little time to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Whoever has more vigor and blood, stronger physical strength, and more amazing endurance will win the final victory.

Zhang Ming's qi, blood and physical strength far surpass ordinary people, and compared to endurance, he really hasn't been afraid of anyone. What's more, Zhang Ming is patient and cautious enough.

Wang He is a little worse in terms of temperament.

Of course, the fat shopkeeper saw that Zhang Ming had an advantage, but he wouldn't say it to Wang Zhenshan.

Wang Zhenshan forcibly calmed down his state of mind, and said secretly: "He'er is cultivating the Demon Devouring Diagram, and he will definitely be able to kill Zhang Ming." ”

The Demon Swallowing Diagram is an ancient Demon Dao martial arts, and its weird and powerful degree is not comparable to ordinary peerless learning, even if the Wang family's Demon Swallowing Diagram is only a fragment.

Wang Zhenshan was very confident in the Demon Swallowing Diagram.

The worshippers and private soldiers of the Wang family watched in shock as the two innate martial artists fought. Many people have never seen an innate martial artist fight in their lifetime, but they have seen it.

The strength of the innate martial artists has surpassed their imagination. The power of more than 200,000 jin collided, and the aftermath of the energy that erupted could completely tear apart the first-class martial artist.

Killing a first-class martial artist by an innate martial artist is as simple as killing a chicken.

The battle between the two innate martial artists, the huge noise that erupted, could be heard in Anxi Mansion City.

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Barracks outside the city.

A young military general in armor sat on a chair and looked in the direction of the Wang family manor with anxiety in his eyes.

"Wang Family Manor, what is going on, why is there such a loud noise?" the young military general felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't know exactly what happened, but he knew that something bad must have happened.

Several other generals looked in the direction of the Wang family manor from time to time with the mentality of watching the play.

"I'm afraid the Wang family will have a big deal this time. A military general with a national character face glanced at the young military general in armor, "Wang Lin, your Wang family won't be provoked by an innate martial artist, right?"

A round-faced military general took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Over there is such a big movement in the Wang family's manor, it must be the innate martial artists who are fighting." It's a pity that General Zhao didn't let us out of the barracks, otherwise we would have to go and see. We, the captains, although our martial arts are not weak, are only the best among the first-class martial artists, and we can't compare with the innate martial artists at all. ”

Another strong captain nodded and said, "Maybe it's really the innate martial artist who broke into the Wang family's manor, otherwise, who would dare to trouble the Wang family?" General Zhao may know something, but he won't tell us." It's a pity, I haven't seen an innate martial artist fight yet, if only I could go and see it. ”

Syllable!

Wang Lin slapped the table hard, stood up, and said loudly: "No, I must go home and have a look." Not only will I go back, but I will also take with me the five thousand sergeants under my command. Even if an innate martial artist comes to my Wang family, I will let him have no return. ”

Five thousand sergeants are all wearing heavy armor and holding spears and shields, and many of them are warriors. Therefore, the innate warriors are also afraid of the encirclement and suppression of the army, once they are surrounded and cannot rush out, it will be dangerous.

Although the speed of the innate martial artist is fast, he cannot fly in the air.

The round-faced lieutenant said in a cold voice: "Wang Lin, you are really bold, you dare to go out of the barracks without permission, and you have to take five thousand soldiers with you." Do you have a warrant from General Zhao? Without a warrant from the general, no one can leave these days, let alone mobilize the troops under his command!"

Several other lieutenants looked at Wang Lin with coldness in their eyes.

Wang Lin relied on the fact that he was a child of the Wang family and had strong martial arts, so he didn't take anyone else in his eyes, and in the entire military camp, except for General Zhao Xing, he didn't give anyone face.

The school captain Li Pei'an was framed and forced away by Wang Lin.

Now that the Wang family is being attacked by Zhang Ming, the other captains are happy to watch the play and want to see Wang Lin's jokes.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lin wanted to take the army under his command to support the Wang Family Manor Sect.

It's bold.

Wang Lin snorted coldly: "I can't manage so much! The Wang family manor is in danger, as a child of the Wang family, how can I not go to support?"

After speaking, Wang Lin came out of the camp.

"Let him go, and see how General Zhao cleans him up when the time comes!" the round-faced lieutenant sneered.

As soon as Wang Lin and his 5,000 sergeants left the barracks, they were stopped by Zhao Xing.

"Wang Lin, where are you going with your sergeants?" Zhao Xing asked coldly, "I said that in the past few days, no one is allowed to move the army without a warrant from General Ben. Are you deaf and can't hear, or do you not take General Ben seriously at all?"

Wang Lin dismounted, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly: "General, my Wang family manor is being attacked by innate martial artists, and the last general must repel the strong enemy." ”

Zhao Xing said: "Your Wang family has innate masters, even if there are innate martial artists attacking, what is there to be afraid of? Go back to the barracks!"

"General......" Wang Lin's eyes were red, "I still hope that the general will be gracious and let the general go back." ”

Zhao Xing nodded and said: "Okay, if you insist on going back, then the general will give the Wang family face, you can leave the barracks, but the army can't leave." The army is not your king's family, it belongs to the imperial court, and without an order from the imperial court, it cannot be mobilized privately. You can roll now. ”

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Zhang Ming suddenly drew a sword, disrupting Wang He's attack rhythm, and the sharp sword almost injured Wang He.

"Wang He, even if you have practiced magic skills, you are not my opponent. Zhang Ming said with a smile, "You are missing your right arm and have lost your balance, which is not visible to ordinary people, but in my eyes, there are flaws." Left-handed swordsmanship, weird and tricky, unprepared. You just practiced, as long as you pay attention to the angle of your sword, if you want to hurt me, it's impossible!"

In any case, Wang He is a disabled person after all, missing his right arm, and his balance ability cannot be compared with Zhang Ming.

When the true qi is abundant and the qi and blood are full, these weaknesses are not obvious, and they can even be covered up with strong force, but after a long time, they will eventually be exposed.

Wang He couldn't attack for a long time, he couldn't kill Zhang Ming, he had already begun to be impetuous, and the innate qi like a demonic flame on his body began to be unstable.

"Wang He, you're doomed!"

Zhang Ming exerted his swordsmanship to a brilliant effect, integrated attack and defense, and began to counterattack.

"As I said, evil is invincible! Now it seems that I am still right!"

Wang He blocked Zhang Ming's powerful sword, and before he could react, he saw Zhang Ming let out a faint smile.

"Wang He, I'm not only good at swordsmanship!"

Zhang Ming stretched out his left hand and slapped Wang He's chest.

"Boom!"

The feminine palm force penetrated the protective body qi and musculoskeletal, directly harming the heart and lungs.

Wang He was shocked by the powerful palm force and spat out a large mouthful of blood in the air.

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