The man who escaped from Haitang City

"Ah, although I don't know what's going on, but the smell of gunpowder among the players in this game is really strong..." The host adjusted the headset, "Anyway, a game is a game. Keep a bit of the demeanor of a warrior, and put friendship and progress first, rather than simply winning or losing."

In fact, he was not uneasy. Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, the murderous intent in his words and eyes could not be concealed, and the people on both sides did not try to conceal it.Since he became the moderator of the commentary, he has seen hundreds of battles instead of a thousand. He can figure out whether it is a normal duel rhythm or not.

This will never be a normal fighting rhythm.

The demeanor and tone of both sides are restrained and calm, only the cruelty exposed in the words is so real, so their hostility and murderous intent are well thought out, and the ending they arranged for each other is also well thought out.

Yi Zhen had already taken off his veil, and his fingertips were heaving internal energy, and the thin flying scarf drifted away with the wind, before it was fully settled, it turned into melted and scattered foam like thin dew upon seeing the light.

Unexpectedly, he did not wear casual clothes that are suitable for combat today, but a plain silver robe. When the wind passed, the sleeves fluttered like a fairy, and the silk light was like rippling waves, just like a group of clouds.

Now he revealed the face that had been concealed all along, his complexion was even more frosty, like a jade man embracing snow, his lips were shockingly red, his eyebrows and temples were also shockingly black.

There was an uproar outside the arena.

"You are aboveboard, so I am aboveboard." Yi Zhen looked at the dark-faced book-wearer, "Putting out such a big battle, trying to kill me in full view, I'm not polite, it seems that I don't know the world."

"It's just the awakened protagonist," said a moderate voice among the eight people on the opposite side, "It's not like I haven't dealt with people like you before, so it's okay."

Yi Zhen laughed.

The bell for this match hadn't rang yet, and the two sides were in a confrontation, just pacing slowly around the arena, as if picking a suitable angle in advance to make a shot.

"How many people like me have you dealt with so far?"

"Not much, it can be said that there are very few." The leader of the other party replied, "However, they are all easy to deal with. As long as we unite and wipe out people like you, it is only a matter of time."

Yi Zhen stopped.

His steps have been silent, and the soles of his feet are in contact with the ground, like cotton overlapping cotton, one cloud of mist melting into another.Now he stopped, and the movement of stopping was natural, as if he stopped at the most suitable place at the most suitable time.

The armor slipped out of the cuffs, and with a "pop", Yi Zhen raised his hands and clasped his fists, his sleeves fluttered, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he returned to calm immediately.

"Since that's the case, I've accepted it!"

The lingering sound of the word "Le" has not yet dissipated, but has been covered by the clear and ear-piercing ringtone. Yi Zhen suddenly disappeared in place, his figure scattered like smoke, and he has already swept towards the eight people on the opposite side.

People throughout the ages have used many words to describe "fast".They say that it is as fast as thunder and lightning, as fast as a light wind, and as fast as a flying horse. The fleeting phenomena in nature, the unpredictable weather, and the good horse that travels thousands of miles a day can all describe this unresponsive speed.

But to the book walker, Yi Zhen is not a thunderbolt, not a breeze, nor a Pegasus, he is like a falling flower, a falling flower imprinted in his pupils.

You see the falling flowers fluttering, flying down with the wind, you spread your five fingers, trying to catch it in your hand before it falls, but your five fingers also brought the wind, so the petals are full from your fingers Turn around, and then pounce on your face.

Yi Zhen is this petaled flower, any action to obstruct him is just to speed up his arrival in front of you.When the sharp armor tip touched the man's neck, a thought dimly rose in the man's heart:

Where did he go?

With a "chh", the clear light suddenly appeared and disappeared, and a puff of smoke seemed to rise from the captain's neck——Yi Zhen scratched his neck, but was blocked by some kind of protective external force.

[Death talisman,] Tai Ah said, [he wears a death talisman! ]

At the same time, the captain woke up. He suddenly raised his hand to cover his neck, and shouted: "Array!"

After being under the influence of Tai Ah for so long, Yi Zhen also knew that this death talisman was a high-level prop produced by the system, which could resist the threat of death for the user once.Since Yi Zhen is an assassin, they must guard against the vital points first, lest the other party give them a face-to-face kill.

The girl behind the captain raised her staff. Yi Zhen read her profile and knew that her name in this world was Wen Qingyu.Different from the simple and unadorned diamond stick in Li Youdeng's hand, the long stick in Wen Qingyu's hand looks more holy and solemn. The snow-white stick body and the tip of the stick are like a moonlight corona, with gold and silver double-color luxuriant patterns engraved in it.

She opened her mouth and spit out a complicated syllable, and at the same time, a large circle circled brilliantly under her feet. The sky above the arena was darkened, and the wind was blowing everywhere, and the sudden heavy snow flooded everyone's sight.

——This is actually a book walker from the magic side.

When time was short, the captain quickly retreated into the snow shadows all over the sky, his extra life had been torn up by Yi Zhen, in order to ensure safety, he had to avoid Yi Zhen.

The next second following his quick retreat, four shadows appeared in front of and behind Yi Zhen at the same time.

Except for the captain and Wen Qingyu who was in charge of controlling the field, all the book walkers who came this time mobilized and surrounded their target from all directions.

"Looking at your body and style, you look like a martial artist." One person said grimly.

"It's not on the martial arts side, how can it afford fingering and light work?" Another person seemed to be singing along, and followed suit.

"Could it be that you killed an unlucky ghost and then took away his inheritance?" This man's voice was even deeper and more charming, and the tone of the question also contained a hint of frivolity.

"If it's true or not, let's ask for advice!" The last one shouted in a solemn voice.

After listening to the four sentences, Yi Zhenxin understood that these were four combined book runners, they came from the same system, and now they gathered together to take his life.

After a short while, one person stepped forward. He was wearing a simple black and brown bunt, which was so abrupt and out of place in this icy and snowy arena.But the goose-feathered snow fell on his body, and within three feet, it boiled and melted into a little bit of water mist. This kind of mist wrapped his whole body like a misty cloak from head to toe.

"Wanren Mountain."

He only said these three words, and there was the clang of a sword unsheathed, as excited as a thousand flocks of birds flying across the sky.

And behind him, there are really thousands of mountains and thousands of miles of light and shadow bursting out, majestic and swaying, dominating the world!

If a moment ago, some people still doubted whether "Wanren Mountain" was his title or his name, a moment later, all these insignificant confusions would be shattered by his saber energy.

Seventeen sharp long knives of different shapes and lengths, like peacock's tail feathers, spun out in a perfect semicircle behind Wanren Mountain.His clothes are so simple that people won't take a second look, but his weapons are so dazzling, occupying the rich splendor of the world.

Yi Zhen thought just now, even if it is the martial arts system, but these people are so disciplined and moral, would they challenge him one-on-one?

Now he understands, Wan Renshan made a move, but the others did not move, it was purely because Wan Renshan's ostentation was too big, if there was one more person, the other party would also be injured by his blade.

"Yi Zhen."

Before the sound came, he moved forward, Yi Zhen stretched out his ten fingers, and he was already slapping his chest towards Wanren Mountain.

This is not the time to talk to that outsider Ji Qing, the two martial arts masters used their most familiar methods to get straight to the point.Yi Zhen was as fast as a flashing ghost, while Wan Renshan lined up his knives as a shield, and seventeen long knives moved at will, clanging and fighting in front of him.

With his hands outstretched, he pulled out two wide and long scimitars like jade in an instant. Wanrenshan's posture was both offensive and defensive. Roll your knees away.

These two knives opened and closed wide, and the turmoil of the true energy is even more majestic. Don't say being caught by it, even if it rubs against the edge, it will end in blood and flesh.

This time, the book walker did pay a heavy price, vowing to make Yi Zhen die on the spot.Just looking at the two swords and the ability to use the sword, Wan Renshan can already be ranked as a martial arts master. Compared with him, the remaining three are probably not far behind.The few book walkers that Yi Zhen executed earlier could only be called veritable chickens, and they couldn't even make it to the stage.

The heavy snow was frenzied, and Yi Zhen's body seemed to have turned into a piece of the heavy snow.After missing a hit, he withdrew his arms and rolled over, lifted his body up slightly, and turned around in mid-air, just like the wind blowing back to the snow, with affectionate ripples in his sleeves, blowing obliquely between the two lights.

When he came, he was as sharp and swift as the sword of Heavenly Punishment, but when he left, his evasive movements contained such a leisurely way of staying out of the way, as if there were two completely different personalities living in his body.Wan Renshan's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Okay! Let's see if you can take this move!"

Yi Zhen's blood was boiling, and his fighting spirit was also surging.

Strictly speaking, the book-traversing people of Wanrenshan and his party he met now were the first time he met in this world, and they were "well-matched" opponents.

Ashtel is very strong, Rong Hongxue is very strong, but their cultivation systems are completely different from his.Yi Zhen is a warrior, even if he chooses the path of assassin and poison master, he still retains in his heart the arrogance of fighting for three thousand miles and being a master of millions with one sword, otherwise he would not choose to bloodbath Huaxing - even if it is for this A lifetime of homicide.

The seventeen long knives were unsheathed together, like a waving sea tide, or a luminous Milky Way. If these were seventeen long swords, the light they emitted should meander like a river, but this is seventeen long swords. Therefore, the Tianhe River immediately sent out a magnificent roar of water.Yi Zhen's chest, back, up, down, left, and right were all surrounded by roaring angry waves, and the moment the waves hit him was also the moment when his whole body was torn apart.

Yi Zhen was trapped in the middle of the net, but there was no look of fear on his face, only his eyes seemed to be burning, and he said sharply: "Good job!"

The armor glistens with a dazzling streamer, and the true energy runs through it, and the twelve fingers of Zhegui thrust out at the same time, colliding with countless waves of sword light!

From the moment Yi Zhen got the Jade Art of the East China Sea, this set of mental methods has been continuously accumulating reserves of inner energy for him, just like the tides go back and forth, and the waves go back and forth. Yi Zhen never forgot to practice and become stronger, so The mental method never forgets to go back and forth for a moment.On the day of the fight with Wanrenshan, his inner aura is already endless, like a river and sea that cannot be broken.

Now Wan Renshan draws the sword and then draws the sword again, the 49 swords in one flash are like a tide, Yi Zhen can also counterattack 49 times in one flash, without any fear or timidity.

The blades, snow shadows, and sparks are completely invisible on the field. The blades are like waves rolling back from all directions. The heavy snow and cold air are like spraying Bai Lian. It was the fireworks that burned the entire city, and the three were intertwined, covering everyone's sight with the uproar.

The Twelve Fingers of Zhegui was originally a method of throwing hidden weapons, so Yi Zhen used it to deal with Wanrenshan's knife, which was quite appropriate.Usually, when he was wearing armor, he was not very good at throwing hidden weapons, because the material of hidden weapons was compared to mineral essence, like toilet paper to alloy, and it would crumble on his fingertips before throwing it out, wouldn't it be a waste?

But right now, Wan Renshan's blade is just good enough for him to practice.

The sound of peerless weapons clashing and colliding cannot be said to be continuous, because the interval time is too short and the speed is too fast, the clear and loud sounds are almost connected into a straight line, a whole that shakes the heart and lungs.Wan Renshan hadn't noticed it before, and was only astounded by Yi Zhen's thick and pure inner breath, and his fast-wielding state. On the one hand, he had to control seventeen famous knives, on the other hand, he had to draw out the knives one after another. The knife, on the other hand, needs to dodge or defeat the knife energy thrown back by Yi Zhen. It can be used for three purposes, even if it is a master at the master level, it can't last for too long.

It is... this knife!

Yi Zhen stretched out his hands, his fingertips were faster than lightning, and blatantly flicked on the spine of one of the knives. Amidst the continuous collision sounds, there was finally a piercing crashing sound, resounding through the heavy snow middle.

In fact, Yi Zhen has long seen that although Wan Renshan's martial arts attainments are profound, in fact, it is still difficult to get rid of the habit accumulated over the years.He wields double knives, and even carries seventeen daggers with him, but the first and most he pulls out must be the two knives he is most used to.

The most used to it means that when he uses these two knives, his moves will be smoother, the knives will be more awe-inspiring, and the speed will be faster, and the most important point for Yi Zhen, the two knives collide with the armor. The number of times will be more.

The existence of the sage's metal enables his weapon to grow and heal at any time, but Wanrenshan's favorite knife may not have such good luck.Yi Zhen's internal force runs through the body of the blade, and the armor bounces against the body of the blade. Thousands of impacts, even the famous sword that overwhelms the country and the city, is still about to break into pieces.

The energy of backbiting burst out, and instantly shattered Wanrenshan's tiger's mouth meridian in his right hand!His pupils shrank suddenly, he subconsciously gave up the attack, and turned to defend with the knife in his left hand. Yi Zhen had already flew in front of him in the snow.

Wanrenshan's left-handed saber was still slanted to protect his chest. After Yi Zhen's hand had been pulled out, he pierced Wanrenshan's Fengchi acupoint in an instant without any room for retaliation. A fiery flower of blood burst out from the cap of the sky.

"Look at me, can I take this trick?" Yi Zhen said softly.