: Different Taos do not plan for each other (seeking reading)

Author: Yuer Xiaoxiao

: Different Taos do not plan for each other (seeking reading)

"collapse……"

It seemed like a giorgio was blowing in my ears, and the lingering sound was lingering.

The black wolf dances wildly with his blade, uncontrollable dislocation, broken...

The two fangs and swords swirled and flew away toward each other.

One was inserted on the tree body, and the other was inserted into the soil, and the handle of the knife was almost impossible to see.

He looked at the steel gun tail in despair, which turned into a strange arc like noodles, bounced up again, and shot down with Li Feng.

His body was sore and weak that he had no power to dodge.

Bang!

It seemed like a rotten watermelon was broken.

Chen Ping casually put away the gun, looked at the red and white stained on the handle of the gun, and threw away the leopard gun in disgust.

Walk a few steps forward and pick up the double blades of the fangs that had just been knocked away.

In comparison, using a stick and a gun is still not as good as using a knife.

At the beginning, after getting started with boxing, I followed the old man to practice Ziwu Yuanyang...

The thing looks like a sickle, and is exquisitely used. It is extremely strange and powerful in combination with body and footwork.

Later, when he was fighting abroad in a crisis, he specially created two strange-shaped short swords, which he used for some years.

At this time, seeing the two fanged scimitars with double-sided blades of Black Wolf, a little kind of heart arises.

"The quality of the knife is good. I was beaten so hard that there was no crack or gap."

Chen Ping picked up his two swords and held them in his hand. He felt the 4 disasters and 4 blessings added to the attribute bar in his mind, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

When I looked at the five carriages parked in place and saw some golden light for no reason.

"Okay, the more experts, the better. There are many disasters and many blessings. I am worried that these five internal organs will not be perfect."

The next level of the silk play is to achieve great success, and it will take 8 disasters, and now it has accumulated.

If nothing unexpected happens, if you want to achieve the perfect state of silk-tie play and practice all the five internal organs, it may take 16 disasters.

It's still too far.

...

Left broken hand stood there in a daze.

After he killed the crossbowman, he wanted to come forward to help.

Even if you can't help too much, you can at least restrain one or two.

But I didn't expect it.

Before he could run a few steps.

The famous Black Wolf and Leopard.

A man was killed by the heart from his back and flew into the air.

The other person was beaten and died miserably.

"this……"

If I asked me to follow, I might just lead a way.

Even the road is not needed.

Left Broken Hand couldn't help but doubt his purpose.

The next moment, he understood.

"Search for the two of you to see what valuable things are. The battle ahead has not stopped, so don't get close."

Chen Ping threw down a sentence and slowly moved forward.

I walked faster and faster, my breathing became lighter and more murderous intent.

He saw a man.

A figure dressed in red, standing high above the shaft of the carriage, like a queen.

The man kept staring at him, even though he saw the crossbowmen being removed one by one, and saw the black wolf and the leopard tragically die on the spot, his eyebrows didn't even jump.

However, the cold eyes that condensed like substances firmly locked themselves.

Although the moonlight is dim, the light is not very good.

However, Chen Ping still saw the curve of the other party's mouth, with mockery and murderous intent.

It seemed as if I heard the other person's voice.

"Do you want to save someone? Wait for you."

Of course, Chen Ping would not give up halfway, and there was no need to evade.

It's already a clear card.

Who is stronger and weak, is life or death?

It's clear to see.

From the disciple of Qingzixiang Temple who was caught, I learned that Zhuang Hongyi, the deficit Xiang Temple master, was still above Dong Jinzhong.

Take the path of cultivation of Qi Refining.

A set of red silk sword dances is extremely mysterious... Those who are enemies of her often die inexplicably and cannot understand her depth at all.

The most famous one is the reputation of Zhuang Hongyi.

This person looks beautiful on the surface, but he is as cold as frost in his bones.

Especially since she has been operating the Deficit Hall for many years, she has never heard of it, and she has made a mistake in her subordinates.

Even those women who were plundered, no matter how unwilling they were, they would obey and obey the post in the end.

This is a very capable woman.

He is also an extremely cruel woman.

Therefore, even with Chen Ping's current strong confidence, he picked up his weapon for the first time.

In addition to the "Green Snake" short sword in the sleeve used as a trump card.

On the surface, he picked up the black wolf's fangs and double blades.

The two red silks on the woman opposite were extraordinary at first glance, and they must be very strong. They were tied up and felt very uncomfortable.

Without a knife in your hand, I have no idea.

"I don't know if you are a mere second-level outer martial arts practitioner with Qi and Blood. Where did you get the courage to come to the door?"

Strangely.

Zhuang Hongyi waited until Chen Ping approached, but still did not take action.

Still standing on the shaft, talking slowly.

Moreover, as she was talking, the strong men in black who were following the five carriages were all silent, just holding swords and waiting quietly, and no one took the lead.

Even the women who were captured in the carriage, regardless of their age, sat obediently, with timid eyes and no sound.

It's a little interesting.

Chen Ping smiled.

Whether the other party is pretending or being confident, relying solely on pomp and momentum will not scare people.

He stopped and continued to move forward.

Where is the strength of Qi, Blood and Martial Arts?

In Chen Ping's opinion, it is actually close.

On that day, he fought with Jiang Teng from Changkong Martial Arts Hall. The opponent distanced himself. He played with swordsmanship so that he could only avoid the real and attack the virtual, avoid and dodge, and dared not fight head-on.

Finally, Lengzi took advantage of his opponent's relaxation and shot him to death with a crossbow arrow at the bottom of his sleeve.

From this we can see that when dealing with Zhuang Hongyi, who has a cultivation level far above Jiang Teng, she must not let her fight...

If you can get close to the body, you will work hard.

Her body was not as strong as she thought.

"Slow down."

In fact, the other party is not a fool.
To be continued...