His eyes widened, staring at Zhang Xiaopeng, who was under attack from all sides, and he was ready to take action.
It was not that he wanted to join the siege, but that he wanted to help Zhang Xiaopou to prevent him from being defeated by his four fists and dying tragically on the spot.
He still had to capture Zhang Xiaopeng and return to the Wuwei camp for business.
But he was not in a hurry to take action.
He was waiting for Zhang Xiaopou's killer move.
That day in the Yunzhu courtyard, Zhang Xiaozu had the golden-red talisman in his fist that had not yet been used. Every time he thought about it in the past few days, he always had inexplicable heart palpitations and felt that the talisman was full of terror.
So he was eager to see it.
And now is the perfect time.
Surrounded by enemies on all sides, life and death depended on each other. He didn't believe that Zhang Xiaopeng could still hide his killing moves.
Zhang Xiaozu did not disappoint him.
Facing the five and a half-step attacks, how dare he continue to stand still and remain in a stalemate with Ye Shisan and Nian Lifu.
I saw the bone knife in his right hand twisting and turning, and his left hand turning his fist into a claw, grabbing Nian Lifu's knife blade and pulling it forward.
Qi flowed, energy overlapped and misplaced. Ye Shisan's sword stabbed Nian Lifu, and Nian Lifu's knife slashed Ye Shisan.
"Go away!"
Ye Shisan roared angrily, and instead of sheathing his sword, he took advantage of Zhang Xiaopou's traction and suddenly exerted force. In an instant, the sword glowed brightly, covering Nian Lifu.
"Dry!"
Nian Lifu was so shocked that he didn't understand why Ye Shisan was so crazy. He struck Ye Shisan ten times in a row, barely able to block Ye Shisan's sword moves, and then he seized the momentary gap and jumped back.
Thirteen distanced himself.
"What a bastard!" He spat on the ground, pointed the knife at Ye Shisan, and cursed angrily: "Sissy, are you fucking crazy? Why are you beating me?"
He didn't know that Ye Shisan was angry with him for his sneak attack on Zhang Xiaopou.
The sword is aloof, how could he bother to win a sneak attack? How could he bother to join forces with him in World War II?
To win is to gain glory, and to lose is to be convinced.
But as soon as the word "sissy" was uttered, the relationship between Nian Lifu and Ye Shisan was forged.
Ye Shisan's reverse scale was almost pulled off by Nian Lifu.
Dripping with blood!
"die!"
Sure enough, when Ye Shisan heard the word "sissy", he became furious on the spot, raised his sword and rushed towards Nian Lifu.
"Sword Two!"
"One sword says yang, and one sword says yin. Yin and yang are annihilated, and frost kills all the grass!"
Buzz!
As soon as this sword came out, the sky and the earth lost color and turned into black and white, a biting cold wind rose from the ground, and frost covered thousands of miles.
"I'll fuck your 18th generation ancestor!" Nian Lifu screamed in horror, his face turned green with fright.
However, he was not afraid of the knife in his hand at all.
A knife stirs up the wind and sand, and the desert is beautiful.
His sword is solitary and poisonous, cunning and penetrating, and spiritual and illusive.
It is completely opposite to Zhang Xiaopeng's sword style.
He is like a lone wolf in the desert, arrogant and vicious.
Whether it's a sneak attack or a group attack, he doesn't care whether it's fair or not, he only cares about whether he can eat delicious prey.
Frost, wind and sand.
As soon as the battle reaches a certain place, the sky becomes dark and the earth becomes dark.
at the same time.
Zhang Xiaopou, who escaped from the clutches of Ye Shisan and Nian Lifu, faced the five and a half-step powerful attacks from the air. Instead of retreating, he advanced directly and charged towards them with his sword.
when!
The blade of the bone knife struck the tip of a spear, and with a squeaking sound, the silver spear made of unknown material was split in half by the bone knife.
But instead of being panicked, the man's face showed a sinister smile that showed his treacherous plan had succeeded.
I saw the bone knife struck the middle of the gun body, and the two halves of the gun body were suddenly twisted together, entangled with the bone knife.
The man flicked his wrist, and the gun bent sharply. The tip of the gun spit out a message like a poisonous tongue and licked Zhang Xiaopou's throat.
At the same time, a long sword stabbed at him from the left, and Zhang Xiaopeng punched out with his left fist.
There was a hammer coming from the right side, claws coming from behind, and another person was slashed with a knife from above his head.
Front, back, left, right, up, attacking from all five sides.
Jiang Han couldn't help clenching his fists, and took a few steps closer, fearing that he would be too far away to save him in time.
Zhang Xiaozu.
Ye Mingyue wanted to help, but was tightly entangled by the black robed man. To be more precise, he was pressed and beaten by the black robed man.
After all, she was not in the star realm, but she caught the black robe man off guard with her strange skills and strange tricks. At this time, the black robe man gradually regained his strength, and she gradually showed a state of exhaustion.
"Ha ha--"
Zhang Xiaopou suddenly laughed wildly, and his momentum suddenly increased. The bone knife changed from slashing forward to sweeping, flying up with the spear and the person holding the gun, and then swiped the hammer coming from the right.
The man was startled, and hurriedly bent to put away the gun and let go of the bone knife, otherwise he would be used as a human sandbag by Zhang Xiaopou to block the whining hammer.
The bone knife broke away from the clamp and collided with the hammer. A golden-red talisman instantly opened on the blade, spitting out dazzling light, drowning the hammer and the person wielding the hammer.
boom!
With the hammer, the person flew out backwards.
At the same time, inhuman screams pierced the clear sky, almost tearing people's eardrums, and making people couldn't help but get goosebumps.
At the same moment, Zhang Xiaozu's left fist and the sword thrust from the left collided. The same golden and red talisman unfolded on Zhang Xiaozu's fist, and immediately burst out with a dazzling light, engulfing the sword and the person holding it.
"ah--"
The sword-wielding man flew backwards, and the same pitiful and inhuman scream as the hammer man erupted from his throat.
Zhang Xiaopeng's movements did not stop at all, and he could not stop at all, because the enemies attacking above and behind him did not give him time.
He leaned back, bumped into the person behind him with his back, and at the same time raised the bone knife.
boom!
The person attacking from behind changed from claws to palms, and slapped Zhang Xiaozu on the back. Zhang Xiaozu was hit backwards and threw forward suddenly. He could not resist the power of the palm.
Fortunately, the bone knife used skill to deflect the knife that struck his head, otherwise he would have been chopped alive.
He fell to the ground and rolled forward for more than fifty steps before he stopped, turned over and jumped up, with a stream of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
But there was a smile on his face.
"Haha, I haven't fought so happily in a long time. It's so good!" Zhang Xiaopou shook his tiger body, knocking off the dust and grass blades from his body. His clothes were billowing, and his black hair was splayed behind him.
Once on the battlefield, even a weak scholar will have the ferocity and impulse to fight buried in his blood after experiencing the cruelty of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Zhang Xiaopeng came back from the battlefield in Daya, and his blood was not only filled with devouring war, but also bloodlust.
At this moment, everything was set on fire.
Jiang Han, who was watching the battle, felt his palms sweating and his blood boiling. He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable urge to rush forward and fight.
But the two half-step masters, who were lying on the ground with their heads in their hands, rolling and screaming, made his eyelids jump in shock.
The golden and red talisman he had been waiting for for a long time was finally cast by Zhang Xiaozu, and the strange power displayed was far beyond his imagination.
He could not imagine what kind of pain these two half-step experts on the ground were going through, which could make them give up their dignity, roll on the ground, and scream like pigs.
But what frightened him even more was that he could see Zhang Xiaozu's sword and punch so vividly that at the moment of collision, two pieces of force burst out one after another.
It was that unexpected second burst of power that defeated the protective essence of the hammer and the sword-wielding man, allowing the light of the spell to take advantage of it and penetrate their bodies.
This made Jiang Han couldn't help but wonder whether Zhang Xiaozu also had a spiritual state of mind, but he immediately shook his head and denied his guess, because when he boxed with Zhang Xiaozu that day in Yunzhu Xiaoyuan, he was very sure that Zhang Xiaozu had no
Divine state of mind.
So he really didn't understand how Zhang Xiaozu did it.
"Everyone, are you ready? I'm about to go!"
Zhang Xiaozu twisted his body, and a series of popping sounds sounded in his body. A bloodthirsty and violent aura rushed out of his body, and at the same time, there was a murderous aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The power of ghost pupils poured into his pupils, making his eyes as red as a bloodthirsty demon.
boom!
He kicked the ground and his body shot out.
He rushed towards the half-step master who wielded the spear, and on the way, he wiped the sharp edge of the bone knife across the hammer man's throat to relieve him of pain.
On a battlefield filled with endless murderous intent, there is no sympathy or pity, only comrades and enemies, only life and death.
If you sympathize with the injured enemy at this moment, when he recovers, the knife in his hand will strike you or your comrades.
The one who dies at that time will be you or your comrades.
Zhang Xiaopeng has seen this kind of scene many times on the battlefield, especially the recruits who have just entered the battlefield, who are most likely to make such low-level and fatal mistakes.
He won't make such a stupid mistake because he is no longer a new recruit.
How foolish it would be to let a half-step master take it easy!
Therefore, he conveniently killed the half-step master who wielded the sword to relieve him from the pain.
"Next, it's your turn!"
He opened his small mouth with a bloodthirsty smile on his face and swung his bone knife towards the half-step wielder of the spear.
The half-step master who used the spear was extremely horrified, especially when he saw Zhang Xiaopeng wiping the necks of the two half-step masters as if nothing had happened. He was even more frightened.
His true energy surged, his spear shot out like a dragon, and he used all his strength to parry Zhang Xiaopou's crazy attacks like a lunatic.
However, after only thirty rounds, the jaws of his hands collapsed, a layer of skin was rubbed off on his palms, and blood gurgled out from between his fingers.
He won't be able to resist anymore.
"I'm dead, and it will be your turn next!" He shouted at the other two half-step masters at the top of his lungs, wanting them to come together and fight Zhang Xiaopawn together.
The two people reacted after hearing his roar, and immediately turned around and ran away.
"!!!"
"I will fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!"
The half-step forward with the spear looked at the two figures disappearing in the blink of an eye, his eyes were about to burst, and his liver and lungs were filled with anger.
"——" Zhang Xiaopeng was stunned when he saw it.
He suddenly sheathed the knife.
Using the spear's half-step, Da Nenglian seized the opportunity and jumped back to put some distance between him and Zhang Xiaopawn.
He turned around and wanted to escape, but suddenly he heard Zhang Xiaopou say: "If you can block this sword, oh no, block this sword, I will spare your life and let you go. If not, without my permission, you
You can’t escape for sure.”
"Okay!" His eyes darkened, and he stopped himself from wanting to run away immediately, because he knew that Zhang Xiaopou was right, if Zhang Xiaopou was determined to kill him, he would not be able to escape.
Zhang Xiaopou flicked his wrist and held the sword like a sword.
I saw that he quickly suppressed his violent aura, and his whole person suddenly became peaceful.
The knife in his hand moved slowly.
very slow.
Like a snail climbing a tree.
The half-step wielder of the spear saw the move performed by Zhang Xiaopou, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because he had just seen this scene, it was Ye Shisan's "Sword One".
"Jianyi!"
Zhang Xiaozu opened his mouth and spat out two crisp words, his eyes were deep and starry, and two rays of light flew from the depths of his pupils, like flying immortals from the sky.
"With one sword, the immortal is in the sky and doesn't care about human affairs!"
His sword may be more appropriately called a sword at this time.
The "sword" in his hand burst out with dazzling light and the shadow of the sword in the sky, covering the half-step of the spear wielder.
The air is quiet.
The battle between Ye Shisan and Nian Lifu stopped.
The battle between Ye Mingyue and Heipao Ke also stopped.
Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the "sword" in Zhang Xiaozu's hand in disbelief.
Especially Ye Shisan.
There was even a look of horror on his face, because Zhang Xiaopou actually used his move.
He didn't understand how Zhang Xiaozu could use his special move and make it look effective.
"Ha ha--"
There is a burly old man above the nine heavens, overlooking the earth, stroking his beard and laughing happily.
"As expected of me, he is my grandson. He is intelligent and gifted. He has inherited all my advantages."
"How dare a bunch of crooked melons and jujubes compete with my grandson? They are trying to knock an egg against a rock, but they don't overestimate their own capabilities."
"Look, if I just do two tricks, I'll make you all dumbfounded."
Just as he was boasting, he saw Zhang Xiaopeng's knife colliding with the half-step almighty's wound.
puff!
Blood stained the sky.
Zhang Xiaopou flew backwards on his back, and the tip of the spear cut a bloody hole in his chest that was so deep that he could see the bone.
"——" The corner of the old man's lips twitched twice, but he immediately said cheerfully: "As expected of my grandson, even when he was injured, he looked like the old man!"
