[Comprehensive martial arts] Jianghu disappears

?On the full yellow sand, two black shadows moved slowly. The first black shadow kept moving forward at a constant speed, while the latter, sometimes as fast as the wind, sometimes lay dead on the ground.

Guo Jing walked back and said, "Brother Qin, are you thirsty?"

Qin Zheng, who was lying on his back on the sand, opened his eyes: "Do you still have water?"

Guo Jing shook his head seriously: "Not anymore."

Qin Zheng closed his eyes.

"Brother Qin, I seem to see a green forest in front of me."

Qin Zheng half-supported and opened his eyelids: "That's a mirage."

"Brother Qin..."

"how?"

"There's a snake at your feet."

"!" Qin Zheng was like an arrow leaving the string, jumped up with a "swish", and flew far away.

Guo Jing approached with the snake in his hand, "You can drink some blood first."

Qin Zheng saw that he opened an opening on the snake's neck familiarly, and bright red blood flowed down the yellow and white snake's skin.Qin Zheng glanced suspiciously, dipped a little bit with his finger, and licked it into his mouth.

The smell of blood immediately filled the entire mouth, but the throat that had been dry for a long time finally felt a little moist and irritated.Qin Zheng looked greedily at the blood on the snake, Guo Jing smiled and stretched out his hand to him: "Brother Qin, I'll give you this one."

Qin Zheng looked at his dry and chapped lips, and his dusty face in a thin coat, but the tattered coat was worn on his body. He said, walking in the desert, you must wrap yourself tightly in the clothes, No matter how hot it is, you can't expose your skin to the sun.

Qin Zheng drank half of the snake's blood and handed it back to Guo Jing: "After drinking it, let's find a way out."

When the sun was setting in the west and the stars were falling, the two of Qin and Zheng finally reached the edge of the desert. They thought they could find a place to take a comfortable bath and sleep.

As a result, a group of people covered in blood suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

One of them had half an arm broken, and a severe gash was cut on his face. He threw himself in front of Qin Zheng, making strange noises, but couldn't utter a word.

The mouth was full of blood, and even the tongue was cut off.

This man was holding Qin Zheng's trouser leg tightly with one bloody hand, and pointed behind him with the other broken arm. Under the vastness, there was nothing strange about it, but Qin Zheng could already feel that the killing was approaching.

is death.

The man whimpered, then knocked his head and fell on the sand, with only one hand still holding Qin Zheng tightly.

Qin Zheng squatted down, his face suddenly turned cold, and even his voice was soaked in the cold, he said: "I know you, your name is Li Zhao."

What happened to Li Zhao, the biggest possibility is that something happened to the horse thief's stockade.

Qin Zheng led Guo Jing to run wildly all the way. At this time, he blamed the fairy sister for teaching him the world-renowned martial arts, but there was no mention of internal strength cultivation.

Without internal strength, he couldn't think of any way to run except relying on his two feet.

Suddenly, with a light weight, Guo Jing actually carried him on his back: "Brother Qin, you are running too slowly."

It is true that Guo Jing grew up in the grassland, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, his figure is very strong. Carrying Qin Zheng on his back is not as difficult as he imagined.

"Brother Qin, you are so skinny, about the same weight as Jiyue."

"Who?"

"A Shu's sister, Uncle Tuli's youngest daughter."

Qin Zheng retorted: "That girl must be a fat woman."

Guo Jing asked, "Fat woman?"

Before approaching the village, the flames soaring into the sky could be seen from a distance, and the raging flames engulfed the entire village. Qin Zheng pushed Guo Jing: "Find a place to hide yourself."

"No, Ah Shu might still be inside."

Under the blazing fire, there was only the sound of crackling fire, the collapsed gate of the village, and two curled up corpses that had been burned into coke.There is no living person, except a corpse, a corpse.

Qin Zheng still left Guo Jing outside the village, Guo Jing clenched his fists for a long time before nodding vigorously.

The spreading sea of ​​flames engulfed the entire cottage, and in an instant, all the people from the past were burned to ashes.Qin Zheng moved lightly, avoiding the sparks falling from time to time, and went straight to the room in his memory.

Qin Zheng took a deep breath. The scene in front of him, where there were no shadows of houses, had been razed to the ground.The gray and black ruins are still emitting thick white smoke.

If there is someone, at this moment, I am afraid that they will also be burned to ashes.

Qin Zheng walked along the place where the fire was weakening. The fire spread all over the village, from the front village to the back village. How many people would it take to be so unscrupulous in a heavily guarded village.

"Hehe... Hehe..."

When Qin Zheng passed a side courtyard, his feet were just those of a dying person, lying across the courtyard like a charred corpse. Seeing his eyelids twitch, Qin Zheng hurriedly approached and asked, "Who is it?" ?”

However, the man just opened his mouth reluctantly, his throat was scorched by the fire, buzzing, but he couldn't make out what he said.

Qin Zheng grabbed his scorched wrist: "Where are you... the masters?"

The pair of half-open eyes suddenly widened, the fundus of the eyes flushed red, and the voice of "hehe" came out from the mouth, and the hand held by Qin Zheng pointed at Qin Zheng's back tremblingly.

"Hey, I didn't expect there to be a fish that slipped through the net here."

From the almost ruined stockade, a person slowly stepped out.The visitor was tall and thin, dressed as a scribe in Tsing Yi.In the burning ruins, this person is still elegant and suave, with a thin smile on his thin face.

If Ba Fenghan was here, he would be able to recognize this person's identity at a glance.

"Tianjun" Xi Ying, the descendant of the Dao of Mieqing, fought against "Badao" Yue Shan and others in his early years, and was later hunted down by "Heavenly Saber" Song Que for thousands of miles. Some people once said that he fled to the Western Regions, but there was no one there. able to confirm.

But now, this seat should come out of the customs again, not from the Western Regions, but from the Temple of Moshen, and under the orders of the elders of the Temple of Moshen, he was ordered to destroy this bandit village.

Qin Zheng hates this kind of face that looks like a smile but not a smile the most, because often under such a smile, there are only hidden arrows in the back.

For example, at this moment.

A circle of dark purple light suddenly appeared in Xi Ying's eyes, and a strange smile climbed up those strange eyes.In an instant, he attacked Qin Zheng.

At this time, Qin Zheng had already closed his eyes deeply, and without saying a word, he let the blood under his palm roar.

Seeing that he tilted his neck slightly, he easily dodged that ultimate move, and asked in a deep voice: "Where's Ba Fenghan?"

"died!"

Xi Ying's palm was so fierce that he turned his palm into a sword, swallowing the force of the earth-shattering force and was about to kill this man in an instant.

"Bang-"

Qin Zheng was also secretly startled, unexpectedly this person dared to catch his Xueling with his bare hands.

"What kind of weapon is this?" Xi Ying grasped the bamboo stick, glanced at it twice, suddenly, the purple aura surged under his palm, and circles of lavender smoke enveloped it.

Qin Zheng flicked his wrist, followed by a lateral movement of his right foot, and then his figure swayed, freeing Xue Ling from the entanglement of the purple mist.

However, before he could catch his breath, there was another crisp sound, and Xi Ying's two fingers were like swords, straight at his cheek, intending to destroy his eyes.

"Haha! Bastard, Ba Fenghan was defeated by me, let alone you." Xi Ying's wild smile was accompanied by that stern purple aura, and he snatched it through the air, spinning the blade upwards, hitting the tip of the sword downwards, and the left palm At the same time, layers of strong winds were formed, and the wind was so strong that the spears and halberds that had fallen all over the ground were rattled, and the broken blades flew towards Qin Zheng like a rain of flowers.

The speed of the spear is fierce, but Qin Zheng's blood is colder even faster. I don't see how it flies, how it lifts the stick, and how it breaks the formation. Only the horrible bamboo stick that has tasted the taste of blood is still coming out more and more. The more obvious the din, the more the clouds moved and the stars disappeared.

When the lightning flashed, the group of guns was broken.However, only Qin Zheng felt that his hands holding the stick trembled slightly.

"Hmph, brat, your kung fu is quite handsome." Seeing that he was able to cut down such a dense number of spears so easily and still not get hurt, Xi Ying's gloomy eyes could not help but squint into a line. , the mouth overflowed with bloodthirsty coldness, "Who are you, that surnamed Ba?"

Qin Zheng's Xueling turned from defense to offense in an instant, and he cut his words halfway.Bullying his body approaching, with two fingers in his left hand to imitate a sword, he used the same way to attack his body and directly took his eyes.

When he was stunned, the elder of Moshen Temple took two steps back, and finally his fingertips were still two centimeters short, and he fell short.However, the joy of Xi Ying's success in the retreat was not enough to show on his face, he only felt a chill on his shoulder, and a broken sword tip pierced his shoulder, and he still trembled slightly.

Just now when he besieged Qin Zheng with a sword array, he made the other party follow suit.

It was only then that Xi Ying realized that that person's finger just now was an act of clearly cultivating the plank road, and the hidden move was to directly stimulate the palm wind and secretly lift the inconspicuous dagger.

Xi Ying pulled out the broken blade with one hand, covered his right shoulder, the smile on his face couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed over while yelling: "You bastard, take your life!"

This person's heart is already confused, so he is not afraid.

He has been rampant in the rivers and lakes for decades, without a few defeats.

Today's bloodbath against the bandits' stronghold did not encounter obstacles, except for that Ba Fenghan.

Seeing that he was able to win and withdraw the army, he was actually injured by a little-known kid, and it was nothing more than losing to Yueshan. If he lost to such a kid, if word spread, what face would he have to gain a foothold in the world.

If you don't see madness, how can you become a demon?

Xi Ying's eyes were full of purple energy, and the monstrous hatred exploded from the eyes, destroying the person in front of him, vowing to take blood revenge!

The purple awn in the palm flourishes, tumbling out in ever-changing ways, and it seems that countless sharp blades are born, just like the torture performed by the executioner, cutting flesh inch by inch, deboning with a knife, almost wanting to eat people alive.

However, with a muffled groan, Xi Ying slumped to his knees and fell to the ground.

He no longer looked up at Qin Zheng's face, only glimpsed the blood in his hand, dripping down, it was his own blood, the blood of his demon "Tianjun".

All the blood on Qin Zheng's face seemed to have faded, and the warmth of his words also faded, he said.

"You can't kill Ba Fenghan. Where is he?"