My Disciples Are All Villains - 1323. Chapter 1307 Putting down the knife in your hand (2)

Ming Shiyin accelerated the pace of the offensive.

Frantically waving the parting hook in his hand, because the speed was too fast, Ming Shiyin turned into a phantom, bang bang bang, bang bang… That cyan palm print really felt sunken.

Xiqishu was in shock.

Especially when he saw Ming Shiyin, his eyes were full of incredible.

The powerful force pushed him back and forth, and two long narrow ditches appeared on the ground.

Glide a full kilometer away.

In this process, Ming Shiyin didn’t know how many times he attacked.

Ming Shi suddenly stagnated, the astrolabe appeared, bursting out all the power of life, the left hand parting hook did not stop at all, two-pronged approach.

Xeon’s explosive force blasted on Qingzhang.

boom!

Green palm shattered.

Bang, the remaining life force shock wave hit the chest of Xiqi Shu. Xiqi Shu was not surprised. It flew after the volley, like a short-line kite, and continued to slide on the ground. When it reached a hundred meters, he snorted and vomited blood. .

“you–”

Xiqishu raised his head, pointed at Ming Shiyin, his eyes were fierce, and the corners of his mouth sneered, “Hahaha, hahaha…I remember.”

Ming Shiyin put away the astrolabe and parting hook and said:

“What do you think of?”

“Unexpectedly, you evil species are still alive?!” Xiqi Shu wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth, supported the ground with one palm, and stood up like a tumbler.

“Ah……”

Ming Shiyin disagrees.

Xiqishu glanced at the night sky and the stars, his eyes burst with murderous intent, and said: “Little bastard, I really didn’t expect that Meng Mingshi didn’t kill you.”

Ming Shi was expressionless, unmoved, and asked indifferently: “Did you kill him?”

“You want to know?” Xiqishu laughed wildly, “Go to hell and ask him!”

boom!

The western beggar technique left an afterimage on the spot.

It formed a straight line and came to Ming Shiyin in the blink of an eye.

“Samsara!”

Knife gangs burst out between the palms.

Ming Shi evaded because of phantom.

boom!

The knife Gang still hit Ming Shiyin’s body guard, the Gang Qi was instantly shattered like glass by the knife Gang, and Ming Shiyin flew out in the air.

Xiqishu stood still and said: “I was just playing with you, and the sword is the director of Laozi.”

A blood-red knife spun back and landed in the palm of Xiqi Shu.

Horizontally in front of him, Xi Qishu licked the blade with extreme bloodthirsty.

While Ming Shiyin was flying backwards, his figure exploded with fierce speed again, as if it had penetrated the space.

Ming Shi fell to the ground and slapped the ground with both palms, and the thicker and wildly growing trees on the ground blocked the front.

boom!

The gang wind brought by Xiqi Shu slammed into the green wood pile.

boom!

When the western begging technique hit again, the green wood pile was hit to pieces, scattered all over the place, and turned into slag.

However, Ming Shiyin also disappeared.

Xiqi technique landed.

Perceive the changes around you.

“Little bastard, you are just like your grandfather. Come out!”

The sound shook all around.

Xi Qishu solemnly said:

“Meng Mingshi has been stunned for a lifetime and suffered a lifetime of defeats. In the battle of Laoshan, Lao Tzu and Bai Yi will help him win the battle!”

“Once you have succeeded, he has succeeded, but he wants to kill Lao Tzu and Bai Yi.”

“I’ve slept in a pile of dead people, how could he die so easily!?”

“Why can he be the God of War, so Lao Tzu will be cast aside by generations?”

“come out!!!”

The vigorous voice vented all around.

At this time, there was movement from under the feet.

Um?

Ming Shiyin flew out from behind Xiqishu, with the parting hook in his hand, bursting out thousands of blades, Xiqishu turned around, the knife gang horizontally, bang bang bang, bang bang… Once again, Ming Shiyin was forced to retreat and slide. .

learn from mistakes.

How can Xiqishu suffer such a loss again?

Slam your feet, Dharmakaya!

Ninety-five-zhang Law Body expanded rapidly.

“What is waiting for is your Law Bodies!”

Ming Shiyin also sacrificed the Dharmakaya.

Hum!

Xiqishu’s face sank, and he said cold-blooded: “Only six life styles?!”

“Who told you that the height determines the fate number?”

boom!

The law body swept horizontally.

The body of Xiqi Shu was knocked into flight.

The collision between the law bodies has almost become the most primitive fighting.

“Seven life styles? No…Ten life styles!” Two forces of Xiqi Shu came across.

boom!

Xiqi Shu showed a surprised look and was knocked into the air.

When he flew back on his back, he looked at Ming Shiyin’s mouth with a sly smile.

This explosive force!

This speed!

A born assassin?

The assassin is never positive. Experienced, patient, and explosive assassins can often leapfrog the challenge.

Xi Qishu Qi and blood surged, retracted the Law Body, blasted, and landed on the ground.

Ming Shiyin said, “I said, this is your burial place.”

After a pause, he said, “Meng Ming sees death or death has nothing to do with me…but I simply feel that you should die.”

Xiqi Shu, lying motionless on the ground, took a deep breath.

Close your eyes, open your eyes.

He stood up suddenly like a zombie.

“Hehe…” Xiqishu clicked on his chest and said with a smile, “Ten Mingshi, little bastard, you can hurt me…”

“Um?”

Ming Shi frowned because of his brow.

The explosive power just now should have hit him hard.

The tenaciousness of Xiqi Shu was beyond Ming Shiyin’s expectations.

“I always thought that your bastard was thrown out to feed the dog by Meng Mingshi… Unexpectedly, you went to Jinlian. After so many years, you have learned these things? Hehe…It really disappointed me!”

Xiqishu’s tone is gloomy and full of confidence, “No one told you, Yimingguan and Ermingguan… are they an insurmountable gap?”

The astrolabe blooms.

The knife gang landed on the astrolabe, spinning quickly like a compass.

“Second Life Pass?!”

Xiqi Shu is not only a twelve fate, but also a master who has passed the fate.

This means that no matter how strong the First Life Pass is, the possibility of defeating the Second Life Pass is almost zero.

Xiqi Shu chose to break out of the second life pass big move!

Then–

A series of sword gangs were thrown out by the astrolabe.

Shoo.

Destroyed the deadly power, destroying the remaining green wood like tofu.

None of the obstacles blocking the knife can stop.

When the knife gang was thrown out, it was attached to the almost full life force on the astrolabe, and burst out together!

Ming Shi was shocked.

He kept flying in the air and dodged back and forth in the gap between the knife and the fate.

It is no longer enough to hide, and that will only imprison oneself and become a lamb to be slaughtered. The only way is to extend the distance and stay away from the most powerful area where the sword gang erupts.

Ming Shi tried his best to get a glimmer of life in the cracks.

Flashing back and forth.

The gap between First Life Pass and Second Life Pass is too big.

Among them, a sword gang full of life-saving power came in front of him.

Ming Shi opened his eyes angrily: “It’s over.”

Can’t avoid it!

Astrolabe!

Nourishment

Knife Gang hit the astrolabe, and the astrolabe immediately sank.

boom!

The astrolabe was only supported for a moment, and then it broke apart. Ming Shi felt the overwhelming force hit his chest heavily, spit a bleeding arrow, and fell.

The knife gang dissipated.

Xiqi Shu’s right hand was horizontal, and the blood-red knife fell in the palm of his hand.

The astrolabe disappeared.

He showed a little surprised expression and disdain, and said, “If the astrolabe is broken, can you still keep your life? Little bastard… I underestimated you! Unfortunately, you are still too far away!”

He stepped forward and approached…

The night wind hits.

The moonlight is pleasant.

It was really a month of black wind and high murder night.

Xiqishu is like a wild wolf, lying on the ground unable to move, looking at the prey to be slaughtered.

Take the proud steps of the winner.

At a distance of 30 meters from Ming Shiyin, Xiqishu stopped and raised his head.

A phantom appeared in the low air ahead.

Facing the moonlight, Xiqishu saw the appearance of the man-dressed in a green robe, standing calmly, holding a long sword in his right hand, leaning down, the blood gliding down the blade, condensing a huge drop of blood, Under the moonlight, this weird brilliance… blood drops, falling.

“It’s better to put down the sword in your hand,” said the green-robed swordsman. “In this way, you won’t feel pain when my sword passes through your head.”

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