Devil’s Advent

Daxia Chen, actually his name is Daxia Chen.

Well, the name is indeed very appropriate.

Although the contact was not long, although the other party wanted to kill himself,

But Zheng Fan still had to admit that this ordinary-looking guy in front of him,

The silly and silly feeling in his speech and demeanor really has the meaning of Guo Daxia.

Although the other party was about to draw his sword against him, Zheng Fan really had a sense of sight in his heart that he was a villain who was going to be beheaded by the honest incarnation of justice.

Xue San's knees were slightly bent, and with a flip of his two little hands, two military thorns fell into his palms.

On weekdays, Liang Cheng has to train soldiers, Blind Bei has to settle accounts and read design drawings, Si Niang trains Hong Fu Nu, Fan Li is chopping firewood and moving bricks, and Ah Ming is being shot by the Lord;

Xue San gave full play to his "dwarf" talent and professional skills,

If he has nothing to do, he just thinks about the hidden weapons or small weapons in his hand. God knows how many accessories are hung in his small body.

Xu Wenzu can go, and it seems that this hero Chen really let Xu Wenzu go, not joking.

But it is impossible for Xue San and Blind Bei to leave,

Fan Li, that naive guy once suggested that if we "click" off the master, will we gain great freedom?

It is possible to directly lift the restriction, restore full strength, and immediately reach the pinnacle of life;

But according to Murphy's law,

The greatest possibility is that the seven of us may be obliterated together and die collectively because of the death of the Lord.

Zheng Fan, there is only one, Zheng Fan, also has only one life, you can't catch one like killing a fish, you can't do experiments at all!

No matter how many calculations, no matter how much deduction, as long as there is a ray of possibility, then for the seven great devil kings involved, the so-called probability will only have two possibilities of 0 and 1.

They didn't have any thoughts of rejoicing in their hearts.

For Blind Bei and Xue San, they are not afraid of death, but what they are more afraid of is a confused and funny death.

Only cowardly people will entrust their fate to fate and God's will, and only humble people will look forward to the luck that the probability is extremely small.

A true demon king should have the courage to face his own life.

This sounds a bit secondary, because when most people say this, they are really just talking.

But at this time, Xue San moved.

The master must be the last one. Once the master rushes forward with a "Ulla" and is instantly killed, he will be just as aggrieved as the blind man.

The ability of a blind man is definitely not suitable for rushing first, so Xue San is very clear about what he should do now.

Xue San rushed in front of Chen Daxia at an extremely fast speed. Xue San understood that what he was facing now might be a fifth-rank sword cultivator in this world.

The army thorn was delivered.

This doesn't mean that Xue San's movements are slow, it's just that the development of everything in this world is actually relative. In front of Chen Daxia's sword, Xue San's army stab really seems to be delivered slowly.

"Clang!"

Two military stabs got stuck on the sword, Xue San didn't even see Chen Daxia's movements clearly.

The eyes of both sides meet,

Chen Daxia's eyes were still pure and calm.

This is not pretending to be coercive, Daxia Chen does not have the slightest hint of coercion in it, he is like the law on a stone tablet, every move is so rigid.

The sword rolls,

A tyrannical force followed,

"boom!"

Xue San was directly ejected,

After landing, both feet landed first, and seeing that the force exerted on him hadn't faded away, Xue San, who didn't want to resist, simply rolled on the ground.

With this roll, he rolled directly behind Zheng Fan, smashing the floor tiles all the way, but after he stopped, Xue San immediately stood up again, although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Fights, not drafts.

Xue San was able to stand up straight before, but the undissipated strength would shock his internal organs, and he would probably spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

This kind of situation usually only appears in TV dramas. It seems that in order to save face, they would rather get hurt.

Xue San didn't care about face, he would rather his image almost rolled and fell all the way to take off his strength, he would rather be in a mess, and save himself the capital of the second sprint.

"You are an excellent assassin, better than them all."

Daxia Chen said so.

The "they" he mentioned should be the assassins who came to kill Zheng Fan earlier.

When Xue San heard this, a bruised and swollen smile appeared on his face,

road:

"Do you know, if it wasn't for Grandpa, I haven't recovered my strength now, it should be Grandpa who told you: You are an excellent swordsman."

Chen Daxia remained unmoved, but said calmly:

"I only kill Zheng Fan, next time, I won't keep my hand."

"Hey, grandpa wonders if you keep your hands. What are you pretending to be? Don't think grandpa doesn't know. When you say this now, don't mention how happy you are!"

Chen Daxia shook his head slightly,

road:

"I don't like killing people. Killing people is wrong."

"Grandpa just doesn't ask why you still want to kill my Patriarch, because Grandpa knows that you will answer: Because there are some problems that can only be solved by killing."

Chen Daxia heard the words,

Mouth slightly open,

road:

"I'm very satisfied with your answer. If someone asks me this question next time, can I borrow it?"

"..." Xue San.

"Use it, go ahead and use it, the copyright fee is Qingming Festival, burn more paper."

Blind Bei took two steps forward, stretched out his hands from his pockets, and spread them out in front of him.

Chen Daxia's eyes fell on the blind man Bei,

road:

"You are special, but you are not suitable for fighting."

"Um."

Blind Bei admitted,

Then closed his eyes, which were indistinguishable from being open or closed,

An invisible airflow began to circle around him, this is... a spiritual storm.

Holding the sword, Chen Daxia began to walk towards Blind Bei. After the distance between the two sides was shortened to a certain extent, Blind Bei clenched his hands into fists.

"Buzz!"

The tyrannical mental power began to sweep away towards Chen Daxia!

Chen Daxia's figure swayed slightly, but he continued to walk towards the blind man.

Beads of sweat began to appear on Blind Bei's face.

Chen Daxia 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:

"Cracks in your mind."

Anyone has a crack in their heart, it may be the shadow of your childhood, it may be something sad about you, or it may even be your joy, as long as there is something that can make your heart ripple, then it can be To be used, to be controlled, to be used as a breakthrough point, to be magnified, to be rendered,

the existence of psychiatrists,

In fact, what he is good at is "the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by an ant's nest"!

Chen Daxia continued to walk forward, and at the same time, continued to ask:

"So, did you find it?"

Blind Bei shook his head,

road:

"No."

"Oh, yes."

Daxia Chen's tone remained calm.

Blind Bei sighed,

road:

"I thought you were pretending..."

"What now?"

"You're not pretending, you're the real one."

Blind Bei was very helpless, because he met a...a person with no cracks in his heart. To describe it in a more easy-to-understand word, he is the heart of a child.

This guy is really not putting on airs, this guy is really heartless.

"Shinji, what do you mean?"

After Chen Daxia asked this question, before the blind man could answer,

Some regrets said:

"It's too late, Buzi, here we are."

Chen Daxia raised his sword.

"rise!"

Silver needles suddenly floated out from under the blind man Bei's clothes, and they were controlled by his mind to float in front of him.

"go!"

A piece of silver needle rushed towards Chen Daxia.

Chen Daxia's sword,

also chopped down,

A milky white sword gang appeared,

In an instant, Blind Bei's silver needle collapsed.

Blind Bei pressed his hands down,

On the neck, the veins are exposed,

The floor tiles on the first floor of the inn were lifted, but were swept away by Jian Gang the next moment.

Blind Bei condensed his thoughts in front of him again, forming a protective shield, but Jian Gang, who had been weakened twice, broke through the shield in an instant.

"puff……"

A wound appeared on Blind Bei's body from his left shoulder to his right crotch.

"Plop..."

Blind Bei knelt on the ground with one knee, propping the ground with both hands.

Earlier, if he hadn't been wearing a golden silk soft armor under his clothes, he might have been split in half.

The so-called soft hedgehog armor with golden silk was something that Zheng Fan asked Siniang to weave. To Siniang, it was a trivial matter, so she not only wove one for Zheng Fan, but also wove one for everyone else. pieces.

"blind!"

Zheng Fan ran to the blind man and squatted down.

Previously, it was the blind man who used his mental power to send the message, telling him to make the last move, and he must not be the first to make the move, so Zheng Fan did as he did.

Chen Daxia stood up straight, began to adjust his breathing, and said at the same time:

"I'm adjusting my breath, you can attack me now."

"..." 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 knocked out, so 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 wanted to have a good time before the Lord was killed.

Xue San rushed towards Chen Daxia, and a dagger appeared in his hand again.

Chen Daxia just watched Xue San rushing towards him, and the sword in his hand let out a soft cry.

The distance between the two sides has narrowed again.

Xue San's dagger stabbed in the past. When an assassin had to stand under the torch and fight the opponent one-on-one, he often looked a little pale and helpless, and even had a unique sense of sadness.

But this is also impossible.

The dagger and sword collided again, and everything seemed to be a repeat of the previous pattern.

It's just that when the strength from the sword came this time, Xue San's figure fell one step earlier.

But the strength of Chen Daxia's sword changed direction at this time, and began to smash downwards.

The strength was exerted on Xue San's body, and Xue San's figure was falling at an accelerated rate.

And at this time,

Beside Zheng Fan, the blind man, who had already been lying on the ground miserable, suddenly trembled, and two strands of blood overflowed from his empty eyes.

"Buzz!"

The falling Xue San was forcibly pushed to Chen Daxia's side by his mind.

Chen Daxia's eyes were fixed, and the sword in his hand went down.

Xue San didn't dodge, but his bones shrank, his body curled up, and he turned into a meat ball. This time, he shrunk even more than when he escaped from the net of strings before, so the tip of his sword couldn't pierce. Entering Xue San's body, he missed it.

But Chen Daxia raised his leg at this time,

Like getting ready to play football,

He kicked at Xue San.

Xue San opened his mouth at this moment.

"boom!"

Xue San was kicked and flew out, directly hitting the pillar of the post station, the pillar was sunken by the smash, and there was a sound of brittle joints coming from Xue San's body.

After landing, his body was spread out, his face was covered with blood, and there was not much air in and out.

Chen Daxia's eyes fell on Zheng Fan,

road:

"You have two, excellent servants."

Zheng Fan ignored Chen Daxia, but looked at the blind man beside him,

"Now, can I go?"

Blind man Bei lowered his body and knelt on the ground, nodded, and then rested his forehead on the floor tiles.

"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-rank warrior, he could arouse the power of the magic pill.

If the three of you go up together...although it doesn't seem like you have much chance of winning,

But it's always like going up one by one and waiting to be solved?

Chen Daxia held a sword and walked towards Zheng Fan.

He came here to kill Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan took a deep breath, stood up straight,

honestly,

This is the strongest opponent I have encountered since I woke up.

In the past, no matter whether it was a shady person or a full family of exterminations, there was actually a kind of "cat playing with a mouse" in it, very calm, and even pursued a sense of beauty.

But when I become a mouse, I really hate this feeling.

Moreover, Zheng Fan had a vague feeling that what happened tonight was not that simple.

Zheng Fan put his left hand on his chest, where a stone lay quietly.

"Son…………"

Suddenly,

Chen Daxia paused,

The footsteps are also frustrated,

He lowered his head suspiciously,

sword tip,

Opened his trousers,

I found that the position of my calf was already black and blue, and this blackness was still spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

Zai Bei, who had his forehead on the floor tiles, let out a laugh.

"Jie Jie... Jie Jie..."

On one side, Xue San, who was paralyzed on the ground, grinned at his bloody face, and also laughed.

"Pooh…………"

Several broken teeth were spat out by Xue San with a puddle of blood foam.

There are several silver needles sticking out of these broken teeth!

Before Xue San was kicked out as a ball, he opened his mouth, and the silver needle hidden in his teeth happened to penetrate Chen Daxia's flesh when he was kicked away.

in the silver needle,

After soaking in the blood essence of zombies that he had spent half a month begging for,

This corpse poison effect,

Absolutely terrible!

"Jie Jie... Jie Jie..."

Xue San, who was already paralyzed like a dead dog, was still trying to speak with his last bit of strength.

Even if I die, even if I'm going to be thrown into the coffin, I still have to insist on putting this force to the end:

"Sun thief... Grandpa, I will teach you again today... what... what is called... Jianghu is dangerous!"