In the eyes of ordinary warriors, there is no other way to deal with this situation except to face the seven sword flowers head-on.

However, Zheng Ming, who possesses the Daoxin Demon, instantly discovered the incoherence of the seven sword flowers. He almost thought about it, and he got into the third and fourth sword flowers.

The stout man did not expect that Zheng Ming would find his flaw so easily, and he would fight back with a sharp attack. However, this stout man was not an ordinary person, he had experienced many battles.

At this critical moment, he not only did not panic, but instead took the opportunity to slash out five slashes in the void.

Unlike the sword light just now, these five swords are five sword winds, which are completely composed of internal energy, but their power is not weaker than that of the sword wind of the long sword.

The sword wind that is five feet away from the body is the limit of the early seventh-grade warriors.

Faced with these five sudden sword winds, Zheng Ming's eyes felt a little chilling. Although his Taoist heart demon had reached the extreme, he had found the best position.

However, his cultivation is difficult to keep up with the use of the Daoxin Demon**. As for the sword wind, according to the Daoxin Demon**’s judgment, he can choose many ways to break it, but unfortunately, his internal energy is not enough.

A seventh-grade warrior, even a primary seventh-grade warrior, is not so easy to deal with.

Zheng Ming, who had a trace of awe of the seventh-grade warrior, had no hesitation at all. The sword light was like a strong wind, slashing towards the strong man's neck very quickly.

This sword is as fast as lightning.

But at the moment when this sword stabbed the strong man's neck, three of the five sword winds had already slashed on Zheng Ming's body.

With the cultivation of internal energy, Zheng Ming's first level of golden bell cover has reached the level of nine bells. The reason why the attacks of the crossbow arrows and flying knives just now did not bring any harm to Zheng Ming was because of the golden bell cover.

However, the sharp sword wind broke all the nine-bench golden bell covers while whistling, leaving three sword marks one foot deep under Zheng Ming's ribs.

The majestic sword energy rushed into Zheng Ming's meridians, causing Zheng Ming's internal energy that was circulating all over his body to collapse.

Fortunately, the demon seeds that had been initially integrated into Zheng Ming's body were circulating rapidly at this moment, and the surrounding essence of heaven and earth poured into Zheng Ming's body from all directions, offsetting a lot of influx of sword energy.

But that's it, Zheng Ming couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

However, compared with Zheng Ming, who had regained his body, the strong man's fate was much worse. Zheng Ming's sword light, which was as fast as the wind, pierced into his neck one step ahead.

Although his cultivation is stronger than Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming's sword is too fast. The strong man who had no time to be wary of during the fight fell directly to the ground.

"He is already injured. Brothers, kill him and avenge the boss." The man holding a bright silver steel thorn saw Zheng Ming vomiting blood, waved the steel thorn in his hand, and shouted in a crazy voice.

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With one move, Zheng Ming's long sword passed through the neck of the man holding a bright silver steel spear. Although the eyes of the man holding a bright silver steel spear were full of disbelief, his body still fell to the ground involuntarily.

On the weedy ground on the hillside, there were dozens of corpses lying everywhere. These people were all companions of the man holding bright silver steel thorns.

And they were all dead, all at Zheng Ming's hands.

However, Zheng Ming was not feeling well at this time. There were two wounds on Zheng Ming's right arm and left leg.

The wound on the right arm was a knife mark, which was only five inches into the flesh, but it was more than half a foot long. This wound was injured by a man holding a knife while Zheng Ming was killing a man holding a bright silver steel thorn.

The reason why the man was able to hurt Zheng Ming was because they rushed over five people at once. Under the siege of five people, Zheng Ming decided to use the scars on his right arm to exchange for the life of the man holding a bright silver steel thorn in his hand.

However, when the man's knife slashed Zheng Ming's arm, the man with bright silver steel thorns twisted like a snake.

Although Zheng Ming's long sword had left him a hole, he did not kill the man with a bright silver steel thorn.

As for the wound on his leg, it was injured by a man holding a gun, but Zheng Ming was not prepared before being injured this time.

Because, when the man with the gun took action again, Zheng Ming's Taoist demon ** judged that this man could not hurt him.

But when the spear in the man's hand was one foot away from him, a spear energy rushed out of the man's spear like a long needle.

Although Zheng Ming found the lightest way to get injured at the fastest speed under the Daoxin Demon, he was still injured by this shot.

However, the man also paid the price for the shot. The long sword in Zheng Ming's hand took advantage of the moment when he used up his power and killed him directly on the spot.

After taking a deep breath, Zheng Ming began to use the Vajra Cover technique to activate the wounds to shrink at those injured positions. He randomly found out several types of wound medicines recorded in the residual chapter of the Medicine King on the wound from his bag.

After doing all this, Zheng Ming began to clean up the bodies of the people who intercepted him. After some search, Zheng Ming had seven martial arts books, four bottles of elixirs, and more than one million taels of silver bills in his hands.

Among these seven classics, the most valuable one should belong to the classics that were found in the leading man.

This is a method of cultivating internal energy in the early stages of the eighth grade. With this alone, it exceeds the highest level of the Zheng family in Qingchuan County.

There is also a Soul-Breaking Sword Technique, which is a martial art at the early stage of the seventh grade. Zheng Ming looked through this sword Technique with curiosity. He found that the last move of this sword Technique was called One Sword Seven Qi Slash. The key is to cut out seven sword qi with one Sword.

This nameless man who died in Zheng Ming's hands did not practice this last move to the peak, otherwise Zheng Ming would not have been so relaxed.

Zheng Ming had put away this soul-breaking sword technique, and his desire in his eyes became more and more. As he understood martial arts, he found that the more advanced martial arts he had, the higher his need for internal energy became.

For example, the last move of this soul-breaking sword technique is not possible, and ordinary warriors cannot use it at all. Only when the internal energy reaches the specified level can they practice this set of sword techniques well.

This internal energy is actually the basis of martial arts.

After packing the things into his bag, Zheng Ming looked at his bag that was more than half bigger, and there was a hint of discomfort in his eyes.

With so many things on his back, although the weight is not a problem for him, it looks extremely bloated. Zheng Ming doesn't like this bloated feeling.

For a moment, the small black bottle he treasured in Luming Town's home appeared in his mind. The Earth Yuan stalactites in the small black bottle had been used by him, but the small black bottle gave Zheng Ming a feeling that they were more expensive than the Earth Yuan stalactites.

Because the quantity that the small black bottle can hold is far exceeding its size.

Unfortunately, the little black bottle had no idea what restrictions it had received. It could take full advantage of the liquid from the pond, but it could not put a nut larger than its hole.

It would be great if he could get a treasure like a small black bottle. Zheng Ming, who had this idea in his mind, started his itinerary again.

While walking, Zheng Ming was thinking about the situation when he was siege just now. Various thoughts began to flash in his heart.

I should have actually judged that shot. The Daoxin Demon was already alert when the gunman shook out the gun energy.

The reason why I didn't react was because I didn't know enough about higher martial arts.

In fact, at this time, the most useful thing for yourself is to find a place and practice well. Only in this way can you integrate all the gains from the battle just now.

However, in this nine thousand miles of wilderness, there is no such place for me to practice! Not to mention that those who pursue themselves are all hiding in unknown places like poisonous snakes.

Half a month later, Zheng Ming, who was already ragged, was walking among the vast mountains with a long three-foot long sword that was a light green overall.

Although Zheng Ming's face looked filled with wind and frost at this moment, his whole spirit was extremely full at this moment. Especially those eyes, there was nine more evil spirits than before.

There were a lot of blood on the ragged clothes, some of which were from Zheng Ming himself, and some of which were splashed out from others.

Suddenly, Zheng Ming, who was walking in a grass, suddenly drew his sword and came out. The green light shone, a poisonous snake more than two feet long, which was as thick as a finger, was instantly cut into both ends by Zheng Ming.

The iron wire snake, in the nine thousand miles of wilderness, was rated as a ninth-grade ferocious beast.

The reason why a small snake can become a member of the ferocious beast is not only because it is as solid as steel, but also because of its speed.

For ordinary warriors, when they see the iron wire snake, it is their death date, because they can't handle the speed of the iron wire snake at all.

However, this iron wire snake was very unlucky to meet Zheng Ming. Before its speed was unfolding, Zheng Ming's long sword had already cut it into both ends.

Although the snake head that fell on the ground was still swaying wildly, it was just a struggle without any effect.

Qingdian Jian, Zheng Ming three days ago, after killing seven warriors who besieged him, he obtained one of the spoils. This is an eighth-grade lower-level treasure soldier. It not only cuts iron like mud, but also increases internal energy.

Although this increase is only 10%, it is also a rare treasure blade. In order to kill the owner of the Qingdian Sword, Zheng Ming was almost cut off an arm by the man with one sword.

Fortunately, his Daoxin Demon** and the Nine-Level Golden Bell Cover block avoided the pain of breaking his arm.

The sky was already dark, and Zheng Ming's figure flashed and came to the big tree ten feet away. His eyes glanced into the distance, and a hint of coldness rose in his eyes.

Although he could not see anything now and heard the sound of the wolf roaring in the entire wilderness, Zheng Ming's feeling told him that there was a huge danger waiting for him in front of him. (To be continued.)
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