Chen Daxia is actually called Chen Daxia.
Okay, this name is indeed very appropriate.
Although the contact was not long ago, and although the other party wanted to kill him,
Zheng Fan still had to admit that the ordinary-looking guy in front of him,
his speech and behavior There is a sense of naivety and stupidity in the room, which is really like Guo Daxia.
Although the opponent was about to draw a sword against him, Zheng Fan really had a feeling in his heart that he was a villain and was about to be killed by the honest incarnation of justice.
Xue San’s knees were slightly bent, his hands turned over, and two military thorns fell into his palms.
On weekdays, Liang Cheng has to train troops, Blind Bei has to settle accounts and read design drawings, Siniang trains the red whisk girl, Fan Li chops wood and moves bricks, and A Ming is being fucked;
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Xue San made full use of his "dwarf" talents and professional skills.
When he had nothing to do, he would think about hidden weapons or small weapons. God knows that in his small body, How many accessories are attached?
Xu Wenzu can leave, and it seems that Master Chen really lets Xu Wenzu go and is not joking.
But it is impossible for Xue San and Blind Bei to leave.
That idiot Fan Li once suggested that if we "click" the Lord away, will we gain great freedom?
It is possible to directly lift the restrictions, regain full strength, and immediately reach the peak of life;
But according to Murphy's Law,
The most likely possibility is that the seven of them will They may be wiped out together and die suddenly due to the death of their lord.
There is only one Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan has only one life. You can’t catch one and kill it like a fish. You can’t do experiments at all!
No matter how many calculations and deductions are made, as long as there is a glimmer of possibility, then for the seven devils involved, the so-called probabilities are only 0 and 1. These two possibilities.
They didn’t have any thoughts of luck in their hearts.
For Xiazi Bei and Xue San, they are not afraid of death, but what they are more afraid of is dying in a confused and funny way.
Only cowardly people will leave their ending to fate and providence, and only humble people will look forward to the extremely unlikely chance of happiness.
The real devil should have the courage to face his own life.
This statement sounds a bit silly, because when most people say this, they are really just talking.
At this time, Xue San moved.
The master must be the one at the back. Once the master rushes forward with a "Ula!" and is killed instantly, he will be as frustrated as the blind man.
The blind man's ability is definitely not suitable for being the first, so Xue San knows exactly what he should do now.
Xue San's figure rushed in front of Chen Daxia at an extremely fast speed. Xue San understood that what he was facing now could be...He could be a fifth-grade sword cultivator in this world.
The military assassin was delivered.
This does not mean that Xue San's movements are slow, but because the development of everything in this world is actually relative. In front of Chen Daxia's sword, Xue San's military thorn really seems to be delivered slowly. Same.
"Clang!"
The two spurs were stuck on the sword, and Xue San didn't even see Chen Daxia's movements clearly.
The eyes of both parties met,
Chen Daxia’s eyes were still pure and calm.
This is not pretentious. There is no hint of pretentiousness in Chen Daxia. He is like the inscriptions on the stone tablet. Every move is so precise.
The sword rolled,
A tyrannical force followed,
"Bang!"
Xue San was directly hit The ball flew out,
After landing, his feet landed first. Then seeing that the force exerted on himself had not faded away, Xue San, who was unwilling to resist, simply rolled on the ground.
With this roll, he rolled directly behind Zheng Fan, breaking the floor tiles along the way, but after he stopped, Xue San stood up again immediately, although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. .
Fighting, not drafting.
Xue San was able to stand upright before, but the force that had not dissipated would damage his internal organs, and he would most likely spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
This kind of situation usually only appears in TV dramas. It seems that in order to maintain this face, one would rather get hurt.
Xue San doesn't care about face. He would rather his image almost roll and fall all the way to lose his strength. He would rather be in a mess to leave himself with the capital for a second sprint.
"You are an excellent assassin, better than them all."
Master Chen said.
The "they" he mentioned should be the assassins who came to kill Zheng Fan earlier.
Xue San heard this, with a bruised smile on his face,
said:
"You know, if it hadn't been for grandpa, I would have not recovered my strength now. Grandpa, I tell you: you are an excellent swordsman."
Daxia Chen remained unmoved, but said calmly:
"I will only kill Zheng Fan. Next time, I will. I don’t know how to hold back my hand.”
“Bah, grandpa, do you care about your hand? Why are you pretending? Don’t think that grandpa doesn’t know. Don’t mention how happy you are when you say this now!”
p>Daxia Chen shook his head slightly and said:
"I don't like killing people. Killing people is wrong."
"Grandpa just doesn't ask. Why do you want to kill my master? Because grandpa knows that you will answer: Because there are some problems that can only be solved by killing people."
Hearing this, Daxia Chen opened his mouth slightly, < /p>
Tao:
"I'm very satisfied with your answer. If someone asks me this question again next time, can I borrow it?"
"..." Xue San.
"Use it, go ahead and use it, the copyright fee is Qingming Festival, burn more paper."
The blind man took two steps forward, stretched out his hands from his pockets, and spread out his hands. Open in front of you.
Daxia Chen's eyes fell on Blind Bei,
and said:
"You are very special, but you are not suitable for fighting."
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"Yeah."
Blind Bei admitted,
Then he closed his eyes that were no different between open and closed,
< p>Invisible air currents began to hover around him. This was...a spiritual storm.Chen Daxia took the sword and began to walk towards Blind Bei. After the distance between the two parties was shortened to a certain extent, Blind Bei's hands suddenly clenched his fists.
"Buzz!"
The tyrannical mental power began to sweep towards Master Chen!
Daxia Chen's figure swayed slightly, but he continued to walk towards Blind Man Bei.
Beads of sweat began to appear on Blind Bei’s face.
Daxia Chen continued to walk forward and said:
"I seem to feel that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at me. What are they looking for?"
The blind man with his eyes closed replied:
"There is a crack in your heart."
Everyone has a crack in their heart. This may be the shadow of your childhood, or it may be something you Sad things may even be your joyful things. As long as there is something that can make ripples in your soul, then it can be used, controlled, used as a breakthrough point, amplified, and Rendering,
The existence of spiritual people,
actually what they are good at is "the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by an ant nest"!
Daxia Chen continued to walk forward, and at the same time, continued to ask:
"So, have you found it?"
Blind Bei shook his head,
Tao:
"No."
"Oh, really."
Chen Daxia's tone remained calm.
Blind Bei sighed,
said:
"I thought you were pretending before..."
"What now? "
"You are not pretending, you are real."
Blind Bei was helpless because he met someone...a person with no cracks in his heart. To describe it in a more understandable sentence, it is the heart of a child.
This guy is really not showing off, this guy is really heartless.
"Zhen Er, what does it mean?"
After Chen Daxia asked this question, before waiting for the blind man to answer,
he said with some regret:
"It's too late, the pace is here."
Master Chen raised his sword.
"Get up!"
Silver needles suddenly floated out from under the blind man Bei's clothes, and were controlled by his mind to float in front of him.
"Go!"
A silver needle rushed towards Chen Daxia.
Chen Daxia's sword was also chopped down.
A milky white sword gang appeared,
in an instant the blind man was swept away. The silver needle fell apart.
Blind Bei pressed his hands down,
the veins on his neck were exposed,
the floor tiles on the first floor of the post station were lifted, but were swept away by the sword the next moment. .
Blind Bei concentrated his telepathy in front of him and formed a protective shield. However, the Jian Gang, which had been weakened twice, still split the passport in an instant.
"Pfft..."
There was a wound on Blind Bei's body from his left shoulder to his lower right crotch,
"Pfft..."< /p>
Blind Bei knelt on one knee and supported the ground with his hands.
Previously, if he hadn’t been wearing soft gold hedgehog armor under his clothes, he might have been split in half.
The so-called golden soft hedgehog armor was something Zheng Fan specially asked Siniang to weave. Everyone else knitted one.
"Blind man!"
Zheng Fan ran to the blind man and squatted down.
Previously, the blind man used his mental power to send a message, telling him to act last and not be the first, so Zheng Fan did as he was told.
Daxia Chen stood up straight, began to adjust his breathing, and said at the same time:
"I am adjusting my breath, you can sneak attack me."
"..." Xue San.
Your uncle, I don’t want to lose face!
But there is no way. Xue San has already seen that the blind man has been KO. Naturally, he has to go up again at this time, otherwise he can't take the lead, right?
To put it bluntly, he and the blind man just wanted to have fun on their own before the Lord was killed.
Xue San rushed towards Chen Daxia, and a dagger appeared in his hand again.
Daxia Chen just watched Xue San rushing towards him, and the sword in his hand made a soft sound.
The distance between the two sides has narrowed again.
Xue San's dagger stabbed through. When an assassin has to stand under the candlelight and challenge the opponent, he often looks a little pale and helpless, and even has a unique tragic feeling.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
The dagger and the sword collided together again, and everything seemed to be a repeat of the previous pattern.
But this time when the force from the sword came, Xue San's figure fell down one step ahead of schedule.
But the force on Chen Daxia's sword changed direction at this time and began to hit downwards.
The force was exerted on Xue SanOn his body, Xue San's figure was falling faster and faster.
At this moment,
The body of the extremely miserable blind man who was lying on the ground next to Zheng Fan suddenly trembled, and two strands of blood overflowed from his empty eyes.
"Buzz!"
The falling Xue San was forcefully pushed to the side of Chen Daxia's body by the power of his mind.
Chen Daxia’s eyes narrowed, and the sword in his hand went down smoothly.
Xue San did not dodge, but shrank his bones and curled up together, turning into a flesh ball. This time, he shrank even more than when he escaped from the string net before. Therefore, the tip of the sword failed to penetrate Xue San's body and missed it.
But Chen Daxia raised his leg at this moment,
as if he was preparing to play football,
kicked Xue San.
Xue San opened his mouth at this moment.
"Bang!"
Xue San was kicked out and hit directly on the pillar of the inn. The pillar was dented by the smash, and a burst of energy came from Xue San's body. The sound of cracking bones.
After landing, his body was spread out, his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't take in much air.
Daxia Chen’s eyes fell on Zheng Fan,
and said:
“You have two very good servants.”
Zheng Fan ignored Chen Daxia, but looked at the blind man beside him,
"Now, can I go on?"
Blind man Bei knelt on the ground with his body lowered. , nodded, and then rested his forehead on the floor tile.
"Actually, we were able to go together just now."
Zheng Fan really didn't understand why he let himself watch from the side earlier. Although he was only a ninth-level warrior, he Can inspire the power of magic pills.
If three people go up together... Although there doesn't seem to be much chance of winning,
But it's still like fighting one by one and waiting to be solved, right?
Chen Daxia held a sword and walked towards Zheng Fan.
He came here to kill Zheng Fan.
Zheng Fan took a deep breath and stood up straight.
To be honest,
This is the strongest opponent he has encountered since he woke up.
In the past, whether I was attacking people or killing people, there was actually a sense of "cat playing with mice" in it, very calm, and even pursuing a sense of beauty.
But when I turn into a mouse, I really hate this feeling.
Moreover, Zheng Fan had a vague feeling that what happened tonight was not that simple.
Zheng Fan placed his left hand on his chest, where a stone lay quietly.
"Son..."
Suddenly,
Chen Daxia's body froze,
his steps were also frustrated.
He lowered his head in confusion,
the tip of the sword,
Cut open his trousers,
I found that my calf was already black and blue, and this blackness was still spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hehehe...hehehe..."
Zai Zibei, who rested his forehead on the floor tiles, laughed.
"Jie Jie......Jie Jie......"
On one side, Xue San, who was paralyzed on the ground, looked at his bloody face and was also shouting laughter.
"Bah..."
Several broken teeth were spat out from Xue San's mouth along with a pool of bloody foam.
There are several silver needles stuck in these broken teeth!
Before Xue San was kicked out as a ball, he opened his mouth, and the silver needle hidden in his teeth pierced into Daxia Chen's flesh when he was kicked away. < /p>
It’s absolutely terrifying!
"Jie Jie...Jie Jie..."
Xue San, who was as paralyzed as a dead dog, still used his last strength to speak at this time,
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Even if I die, even if I am about to be thrown into a coffin, I will still insist on finishing this show:
"Grandpa, I will teach you today..." ...What...What is...the dangerous world!"