The beautiful lady glanced at Zhang Jiming, squeezed a smile on her face, and stood casually on her side: "Do you know, if you lose to me today, what will happen?"

"I have lived so old, so I have already earned enough." Zhang Jiming also smiled, and showed his big yellow teeth. Maybe he thought that if he really lost in the future, he would end up in a miserable situation. He hurriedly changed his words: "Then, I just want to die."

"Hahaha!" Maybe seeing this old man, who is so old and has such a thick-skinned face, Yu Fengyi couldn't help laughing to the sky.

Unfortunately, it's a fake smile.

Amid laughter, the sword rises.

Facing Yu Fengyi, who had reached the peak of his fighting spirit and had the advantage, Zhang Jiming suffered a secret loss with his previous blow. The sudden attack made him hurriedly protect both soft swords in front of his chest.

After all, he is invincible. If he doesn't take the lead and never gets the first move, how can he come about invincibility? Zhang Jiming can only say that he is not lucky and may lose to a wife who is very familiar with him.

This lady was equally matched with him more than ten years ago. For more than ten years, Zhang Jiming had never taken action and hid in the streets and alleys of the Wandering Soul Castle, so the lady could not find him.

Unfortunately, a few days ago, he turned over and alarmed the lady. Maybe he had been lonely for too long, and Mr. Zhang Jiming was no longer willing to continue living in this world. Today, he took the initiative to stand up, but wanted to fight.

Regardless of life and death, just for the past ten years of dormancy, it is difficult to make progress. Life is the way toward the sky and reach the sky in one step! What's the harm in death?

Just as Zhang Jiming said in person, he had lived so old that he had already earned enough money and he was not afraid of death.

So Yu Fengyi slashed down again with a knife, and the temperature suddenly rose across the Gobi Desert. Although it was early morning, it was even more hotter than noon in the past, and it was dry and hotter in the heart.

The horizontal knife did not slash in front of Zhang Jiming, but just waved a knife casually in the air, and then it was silent.

However, Zhang Jiming did not relax at all. He hurriedly dodged sideways, moved several steps toward him before he breathed slightly.

With a subtle and inaudible sound, it sounded in front of Mr. Zhang Jiming. Only then did he see that the casual knife just now had a knife mark on his chest.

The knife marks were not deep and even blood did not seep out.

So, Mr. Zhang Jiming smiled happily, smiling like a playful child.

With a loud "boom", the yellow sand in the sky floated and rose up freely wherever the blade passed just now.

At first glance, I saw that under the knife, a trench more than meter wide was split on the Gobi Desert. The trench did not end abruptly until the position where Zhang Jiming was standing just now.

"I'm so ma'am, you asked that kid to take action first. Now, do you dare to let me take action first?" Zhang Jiming seemed very dissatisfied, sniffed and asked Yu Fengyi.

It seemed as if he heard someone talking about him. Guo Xiaojiu struggled to lift the yellow sand covering his body with his hands and sword, revealing half of his body, and took two deep breaths.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang came here, Guo Xiaojiu, who didn't know Mr. Zhang's true identity, thought that he could hold on to Yu Fengyi's hands, should be not weak.

By chance, Zhang Jiming glanced at Guo Xiaojiu and squeezed his eyes at him.

Don’t ask Guo Xiaojiu how he saw it. He just felt it, because any expression of this old man was like a bitter melon in the eyes of others. When he looked at him, it was definitely not a real bitter melon. Of course, Guo Xiaojiu thought it was a wink.

It seemed that in order to prove that Zhang Jiming was not seriously injured, Guo Xiaojiu pretended to be calm and raised the sword in his hand.

"Let you take the initiative. If you are really invincible, I will never step into the Tang Dynasty in this life." Yu Fengyi thought for a long time, squinted her eyes and looked at Mr. Zhang, and the blade had been taken back.

"Well, yes, my tone is getting bigger and bigger." Mr. Zhang walked forward two steps and said with a teasing smile.

Before the smile could dissipate, Zhang Jiming's two soft knives flew up and down, and had already approached Yu Fengyi in his arms.

The two swords separated left and right, and the blade turned rapidly, crossing and tangling towards Yu Fengyi's lower abdomen.

There were swords attacking on both sides of the left and right sides. Yu Fengyi definitely could not avoid the sides of her body. She could only retreat. Just take a step back, and her torrential momentum that was like a long rainbow that penetrated the sun would be the building to collapse.

How can there be a complete egg when the nest is destroyed?

If you can't hide or retreat, you might as well face the sword force on both sides.

So, Yu Fengyi had an evil smile on the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly lifted it up with a horizontal knife, and the blade also looked upward. The blade was facing Zhang Jiming's body.

The original good situation was broken in an instant by Yu Fengyi's life-threatening knife.

Holding two soft knives in hand, he quickly took two steps back. Zhang Jiming's two swords pressed down, and then blocked Yu Fengyi's sword force.

The originally agreed to give Zhang Jiming the first move, but in the blink of an eye, turned to defend, where is there a tendency to take the first move?

"I'm so afraid of death!" Zhang Jiming took two steps back, and his breath fell from the altar in one move, almost disappearing.

This old man who has been famous in the world for decades, looked at the yellow sand in the distance in desolately. The sun was slowly rising, but soon after, it would shine with the afterglow of the setting sun.

Old Master Zhang turned around, this time he really closed his eyes and looked up at the sky. Two lines of blood and tears actually slid down his thin cheeks from his eyes.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Guo Xiaojiu was already filled with horror. In just a few breaths, Mr. Zhang was defeated, defeated by his own hands. He frowned and looked at Yu Fengyi with some resentment.

This lady's scheming is afraid that even ten old men Zhang may not get any benefits from her.

"Old Master Zhang?" Guo Xiaojiu broke free from the yellow sand, but only took two steps and staggered on the Gobi Desert.

When the sword fell down, Yu Fengyi smiled, looked at the old back, thinking in her heart, it turned out that it was just that?

When Zhang Jiming thought that he would definitely be invincible in the first move, Yu Fengyi gave him a blow. This old man who was almost invincible in the northern border was defeated before the battle that really began.

His eyes were really blind this time, and he was afraid he would not be able to hold the knife in the future. When he was old, he would not have so much time to think about the long and endless martial arts road again.

"Zhang Jiming is dead!" Old Master Zhang let out a long roar, and two scimitars were raised high by him. At this moment, his momentum returned to his body again.

It is higher than before, more than a meter higher, and only needs a line of separation is the creation of heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, Mr. Zhang never had the chance to touch the high barrier in his life. He threw two soft knives to the city wall in the distance.

"Zhang Jiming is dead!"

Another sharp roar sounded, and the two soft knives were like meteors about to pass away, and they were no longer real.

Zhang Jiming turned around, not far away in front of him was Yu Fengyi. He spread his arms and smiled helplessly: "Today, it seems that it should be, but I want to die!"

After the words came, Yu Fengyi, who had already relaxed her vigilance, frowned. She hurriedly raised her horizontal knife to block it, but unfortunately she was still one step too late.

A big, withered hand slapped Yu Fengyi's chest heavily, and the energy of heaven and earth was burned to death by this palm.

The body was lifted up, and there seemed to be an invisible flame burning above Yu Fengyi's entire body, which made her in pain. She wanted to roar, but she couldn't speak at all.

"Crazy?" Yu Fengyi, who was finally able to speak, just said something like this. She was very angry. She was seriously injured and her entire body and her breath pockets were washed away.

Yu Fengyi, who was kneeling on both knees, might be more appropriate to lie on the ground, and vomited blood.

Guo Xiaojiu struggled to get up again, and after a lot of effort, he finally stood beside Zhang Jiming and wanted to reach out to help him, but it felt like it was futile.

"This is really the first move!"

Such a word without end was spit out from Mr. Zhang Jiming's mouth. He burned all the remaining breath of life just to prove one move, why is Zhang Jiming's invincible first move!

After a word, Zhang Jiming seemed very pleased. He smiled and showed it to himself. His hands were placed on his chest and his whole body fell backwards.
Chapter completed!