"The fighting spirit is good, but with your peak strength as a second-level spiritual master, it will be difficult to take on this sword!"
Li Bingwen drew out his sword for the first time, looked at Zhang Ming's empty eyes and said lightly. However, at this moment, Li Bingwen's grip on the hilt of the sword could not help but increase a few points.
But Zhang Ming took another step forward, stepping harder, and the ground shook slightly for a moment, as if an earthquake had occurred, and he continued to fight.
Everyone's hearts shrank suddenly as Zhang Ming took this step. They seemed to have seen that Zhang Ming's life would burst into bright light in this battle. Meteors fell into the sky. At that moment, although it was short-lived, it bloomed.
The dazzling light is impossible to ignore.
Those who love only can destroy everything and have no self!
Zhang Ming killed the person he loved, his heart was already dead, nothing could shake Zhang Ming, a person who only loves love has no self!
Now, Zhang Ming seems to have entered the emotional realm, which is an artistic realm that even the powerful ones in the Spirit Emperor Realm will feel palpitated by.
There is a saying on the Martial God Continent: A person who is only in love can achieve everything, cannot break anything, and cannot establish anything. However, a person who is only in love has no self.
Zhang Zishan was Zhang Ming's flaw, but today's flaw is gone.
Zhang Ming laughed miserably, and slowly stretched his right hand forward. The sword inserted on the ground flew into Zhang Ming's hand automatically with a buzzing sound. The sword was slowly raised, and pointed gently at Li Bingwen in front of him. Zhang Ming's empty eyes showed
A tear slowly dripped out and fell directly on the sword!
"Exhortation...!"
The tears turned into countless mist and dissipated in the air. Zhang Ming's figure was like an arrow flying straight towards Li Bingwen. There was no fancy sword move, the ever-pressing sword light was tumbling on the tip of the sword. It was that simple.
The sword made everyone feel shocked, because they felt a kind of heartache in this sword!
That kind of inexplicable heartache makes people feel sad, what kind of despair it is.
Li Bingwen's face looked solemn, and his sword was guarded on his chest. As Zhang Ming continued to approach, he also slashed out with his sword. For a moment, the situation changed color, and the entire sky seemed gloomy!
Everyone held their breath and opened their eyes wide in anticipation...
"Exhortation!"
A dazzling light burst out, and Zhang Ming stepped back a few steps. Li Bingwen, who was at the peak of level 3 spiritual master, was still unable to shake him.
"puff!"
Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. Zhang Ming looked at Zhang Zishan on the ground with empty eyes, his face still so dull!
Li Bingwen sneered and slowly dragged his sword towards Zhang Zishan. The friction between the tip of the sword and the ground was so harsh. He smiled as he walked: "Boy, to you, I am God, how can you shake me?"
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"No!"
Zhang Ming suddenly shouted loudly to the sky, which shocked everyone present.
"Even if the enemy is heaven, Zishan will never die in vain."
"Hey. Hey hey..."
Zhang Ming looked at Li Bingwen's contemptuous eyes and laughed wildly, like a madman.
Zhang Ming has almost never smiled since he appeared, even when he unreasonably killed his beloved Zhang Zishan, but now, Zhang Ming is laughing nervously and non-stop. That heartless
Laughing wildly, a trace of blood quietly appeared from the corner of Zhang Ming's eye and flowed down the corner of his eye.
Zhang Ming shed tears. The emotions hidden in his heart could no longer be contained, despair, sadness, guilt...
He climbed up from the ground with difficulty and walked staggering towards the location of the sword. His swaying figure was like a lonely boat in the ocean, looking so helpless!
The flower on the other side blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never see each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death.
Zhang Ming gently held the hilt of the sword, and blood and tears continued to drip on the sword. The sword was channeled, and it also made a slight trembling sound at this moment!
The sound of the sword chanting was very sad. Almost at this moment, other people's swords also made a soft groaning sound. The swords felt human emotions!
When you were green and plump, I was still in the future. When my face was as red as blood, you had left. Can all the unwillingness and obsession be tasted with blood and tears?
Running around in a hurry, everything comes and goes, and in the end, when I wake up, it's all in vain. Zhang Ming raised his head, just for the blood and tears flowing back into his eyes and into his heart!
A shocking momentum exploded from Zhang Ming's body. As the momentum climbed, Li Bingwen was horrified to find that this momentum had surpassed the peak of the second-level spiritual master and reached the level of the third-level spiritual master. At this moment, Zhang Ming held a sword in one hand and was full of energy.
His snow-like white hair was blowing in the wind.
The same sword, driven by the same emotion, stabbed Li Bingwen...
Tears of love kept dripping on the sword, Zhang Ming still had a dull expression, despite the tears of blood dripping...
Zhang Ming laughed at this moment, and he smiled miserably!
The world seems to be enveloped by Zhang Ming's emotions, leaving only Zhang Ming's crazy laughter, but this laughter also contains a kind of silence, a kind of deathly silence, sound and silence at this moment
blends together perfectly.
This sword combines Zhang Ming's smile, Zhang Ming's blood and tears, Zhang Ming's love, and his constant protection for more than ten years.
Only love, use love to enter the Tao, use Tao to enter the sword!
The strongest blow, a blow that can lead to death but not life!
For the first time, a look of horror appeared in Li Bingwen's eyes. Is this the ultimate expression of sentimentality?
At this moment, Li Bingwen moved, and the sword he held almost disappeared in his hand. A strange sound like a dragon's roar sounded, and the sword energy came out from the tip of the sword, condensing into the shape of the green snake. This time, it was extremely...
The huge sword energy descended, and silently, a biting cold wind blew across the entire open space.
"Crack!"
The broken ground began to freeze, and even the air gradually began to tremble, as if a cold wind was blowing, making a harsh sound.
Li Bingwen didn't dare to underestimate Zhang Ming, so he used his strongest move!
"Exhortation!"
It was as if these two swords were left in the whole world. The swords in their hands flew upwards at the same time, entangled together, and a series of warning sounds came from them!
"boom.."
The power of the explosion continued to radiate to the surroundings, and everything within this force field was turned into the most primitive dust in the world. If everyone hadn't been wary and retreated further, those who died now would not be
Well, there are only a few. Yes, everyone alive is secretly lucky in his heart.
The few people who died in the explosion had their bodies turned into pieces of flesh and shot out in all directions, looking extremely bloody!
The old man standing on the treetop had a look of horror on his face. He didn't dare to take that blow because he couldn't take it!
Xiao Tianlei, who was still lying on the ground, also had a look of horror on his face, looking at the explosion in front of him in disbelief. It might only have been a moment, but in Xiao Tianlei's opinion, it seemed that almost a century had passed, and the explosion was even more intense than before.
The powerful force started from the center of the field and once again forced its way to the surrounding areas. At that moment, he was afraid.
As this power disappeared, the figures of Zhang Ming and Li Bingwen appeared in the field.
The two were still about a few meters apart. Li Bingwen stood with his hands behind his back, a slight sweat on his forehead, but this did not affect Li Bingwen's strong arrogance at this time. He looked at the slightly bent man in front of him with a condescending gaze.
Zhang Ming, who was hunched over and panting, said: "Some gaps will always be gaps, do you understand?"
Despite this, everyone still saw Zhang Ming's sword stuck in Li Bingwen's chest, and Li Bingwen's sword was also stuck in Zhang Ming's chest!
Zhang Ming's empty eyes remained unchanged, but his dull eyes changed. There was a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and he sneered: "Really?"
As Zhang Ming's words fell to the ground, the sword inserted in Li Bingwen's chest seemed to be squeezed by some pressure and exploded, turning into fragments all over the sky and scraping on Li Bingwen's worn warrior uniform.
Li Bingwen obviously did not expect that Zhang Ming would leave a back-up plan. Before he could react, he saw countless sword marks on his upper body, and a pain he had not experienced for a long time swept over him. Li Bingwen couldn't help but get angry and shouted: "You are seeking death!
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Pointing his sword finger at Zhang Ming's forehead and then at Zhang Zishan on the ground, Li Bingwen sneered: "Boy, it's time to end!"
The sword energy overflowed crazily. Li Bingwen slowly walked towards Zhang Ming, as if he wanted Zhang Ming to enjoy the coming of death. The sound of footsteps was extremely loud. With every step he took, Li Bingwen's aura increased by several points. Everyone present
The big man's face showed an expression of watching a good show!
No, Xiao Zhiyuan is not dead yet, I cannot die, and Zhang Zishan cannot die in vain.
Zhang Ming's entire face was completely distorted, extremely ferocious, with blood-red eyes, and he kept roaring. He jumped up from the ground, the blood in his body rolled, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. He pulled out the gun stuck on the ground with difficulty.
The sword, but unfortunately it fell to the ground again just as it touched the hilt!
The figure staggered and fell suddenly. Zhang Ming's eyes were empty, and blood and tears continued to drip from the corners of his eyes.
Li Bingwen's movements were very slow, and the sword finger slowly approached Zhang Ming's forehead. The sharp sword energy directly shattered the hair on his forehead, turning it into ashes and falling to the ground. Up to this moment, Zhang Ming's eyes were still filled with tears.
Hollow, even death can't make Zhang Ming change at all!
"It's over!" Li Bingwen said lightly. At this moment, in his eyes, Zhang Ming was undoubtedly a dead man.
The sword finger slowly lifted up, then slowly dropped, getting closer and closer!
"It's time to end, miss..."
Zhang Ming did not look at the approaching fingers, but stared blankly at the sky where peach petals were falling!
"It's you who should end it!" A voice that sounded like it came from Jiuyou resounded throughout the sky. This voice was extremely cold and made people shudder.
At the same time, a black figure slowly fell from the air, as light as the floating peach petals.
Looking at the incoming person, Li Bingwen jumped back a few steps in shock. All that was left in his eyes was the silver mask with a cold silver light.
The big men around them all retreated involuntarily, and a look of astonishment gradually appeared on their faces. How come the evil wolf, that killer star, is here?