In Li Chenzhou’s eyes, Zhang Ping’s face suddenly became strange. When he saw Zhang Ping’s face, it was not red or white, but it had turned into a transparent face. Every hate muscle and bone in Zhang Ping’s muscles seemed to be able to see clearly. This original handsome face became unspeakable and terrible.

As time went by, Jing Ming finally felt something was wrong. His right hand clenched the hilt as if he could pull out his sword at any time.
However, he still failed to draw his sword in hand because he felt a murderous look coming from the murderous look of the official jin hong.
Jing life is not afraid of officer jin hong. If a person is not afraid of death, there is nothing in this world that can make him feel afraid.
However, Jing’s life is even whiter. He has a chance to make moves. Although he has seen the official flying, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, his hands take off, but Jing’s life is still not sure to take over the official jin hong’s flying ring.
The heavier the rain, Jing knew that he couldn’t wait any longer. When his right hand showed the veins stood out, his face became more determined, as if his sword would hit in a moment.
Officer jin hong’s hands are no longer moving at this time. His hands are really the most stable in the world. He will never make moves until it is time to make moves.
Just at this time, it was as if one person and two people were about to reach the peak, and the water cover suddenly changed dramatically. Seeing that the water cover seemed to meet an ancient behemoth, it gradually disappeared towards the center.
Then see a face glittering and translucent strange a purple cassock figure slowly out of it.
At this time, Zhang Ping leaned back and said slowly, "The two games should be over!" to be continued
Chapter two hundred and sixty-four The End Theory
Li Chenzhou saw that Zhang Ping cracked himself and studied for two years. The Golden Bell Magic Mask suddenly rushed to the sky as if he had made any decision.
At this time, the rain in heaven and earth seems to have been pulled by something inexplicable and gathered in the direction of Li Chenzhou
At this time, every drop of rain in the sky seemed to have life in an instant, and it merged into a trickle and rushed to Li Chenzhou with joy
At this time, I saw that Li Chenzhou’s face was constantly showing an unusual blush, and a little sweat actually appeared on Li Chenzhou’s cheek.
Sword shock wave marginal shock wave At this time, Zhang Ping suddenly felt that Li Chenzhou had turned a sword into a sword. With the enhancement of sword meaning, heaven and earth suddenly appeared a sword and a huge water sword.
This water sword is full of ink. Deep in Lan Jian’s body, it exudes a dark and desolate meaning. This sword is extremely long, as if it connects the sky and stands in the sky, as if the heavenly sword breaks the mountains and breaks the mountains.
"Kill …"
This sound is not made by people, but it reminds everyone in this world that it is like a giant heavenly sword in mythology. It takes too many moves to slash at Zhang Ping, but it seems that it is not a water sword but the whole world.
Autumn rain comes and goes as quickly as it does. It is at the peak of the rain that this sword is struck neither earlier nor later.
This truth is also true of jin hong, a white official in Li Chenzhou.
"Hum …"
Longxiang phoenix dance flies in pairs.
Guan jin hong is not an adventurous man. He is a lean man, not a hero, so he prefers to take everything into his own hands.
But today, he didn’t expect that Zhang Ping would find himself so easily. All the arrangements were not perfect, but the war broke out before.
The autumn rain is bleak. This is not something that official jin hong likes, but this autumn rain is excellent. It is necessary for official jin hong to bring success and victory. No matter how much he hates other officials, jin hong will not refuse.
When Li Chenzhou hit himself with a shocking blow at the most appropriate time, official jin hong finally made a move to wait, not to continue waiting, but to do the most appropriate thing at the most appropriate time.
At this time, jin hong did what he thought was the most appropriate thing. jin hong didn’t like taking risks, but when he had to take risks, he never hesitated, because hesitation often brought worse results.
Water sword, golden dragon and golden phoenix
At that time, these two outstanding masters suddenly broke out at the same time, and they didn’t need to practice and division of labor to make their moves seem to have been coordinated for decades, and then they were killed in front of Zhang Ping.
At this time, Zhang Ping’s cheeks suddenly smiled. If the other two people work together to blow the sea dragon, then Zhang Ping is the most terrible whirlpool in the depths of the ocean.
Whatever is going to sink in, there is struggle, exhaustion and death.
Although it was rainy at this time, the official jin hong Li Chenzhou suddenly saw the desert desolate and dead, full of yellow sand desert
Whether it’s water sword, golden dragon or golden phoenix, after breaking into this vast desert, it’s like a dragon swimming in the shallows and falling into Pingyang, and it’s never proud again.
Yellow sand all over the sky, yellow sand corrodes everything in the desert, and suddenly a hand pops out of the desert.
This hand is white and crystal clear, as if it were white jade.
However, as this hand appears, a suction that devours everything suddenly appears here.
The desert roared, the water sword wailed, the dragon and the phoenix groaned, and everything finally returned to calm.
"Dang …"
Longfeng Shuanghuan let out an unwilling moan and finally fell to the ground.
Officer jin hong’s face is full of fear, doubt and disbelief. He will never believe that the world has such a terrible move
However, the collapse of the corpse finally marks the end of a generation of heroes, which is also the end of an era in the rivers and lakes
"Brother Li, do you have anything to say to me?" Go to the front of Li Chenzhou Zhang Pingru asked.
Li Chenzhou’s face suddenly appeared an expression at this time, a cold external expression, recalling sadness and sweetness.
"Peach blossom …"
Li Chenzhou’s voice is deep and full of memories.
Zhang Ping frowned and approached Li Chenzhou and asked, "What peach blossom?"
"The back mountain stream is dry with peach blossoms. Every day, I have to go far away to carry water. It’s a long way, but I never think it’s long. Instead, I think it’s too short. It would be great if I could walk with peach blossoms in this way for a generation. Peach blossoms once told me how much he hoped that the back mountain stream would continue to flow."
At this point, Li Chenzhou’s face suddenly appeared a look of great pain, and he immediately said excitedly, "But one day I got a name called Lost Water, which is full of the best martial arts. I forgot to sleep and eat, and I hope that one day I can become famous in Wulin and leave that mountain with peach blossoms."
Zhang Ping shook his head at this time and took a look at the coming Jing life. He continued to listen to Li Chenzhou and said.
"It’s a pity that as my skill is getting deeper and deeper, I gradually become no longer interested in people and things except martial arts. I have forgotten the peach blossom and the back hill stream. Until now, I have lost my skill, and I have lost my life. Peach blossom …"
Zhang Ping looked at Li Chenzhou and finally said to Jing Ming, "You should look for life. At that time, you will be the real Jing Ming."
"Where can I find life?" Jing life expression said
Zhang Ping suddenly turned around and slowly left, then said, "Go and make friends. Find someone you think is worth making friends with."
Jing Ming murmured, "Friend", and then he slowly left him, still not fast, but full of joy and hope.
After many years, it is still here. The mansion has disappeared and a stream is flowing happily in front of a newly erected teahouse.
"It is here that Zhang Ping, the purple blood demon road, fought alone to help Wang Longfeng and Shuanghuan official, jin hong, and taught the elders about the poisonous magic man, Muxin and running water, and Li Chenzhou, who fought a big war for seven days and seven nights, and finally the purple blood demon road killed three people, but suddenly disappeared again."
At this time, an old man with white hair and beard and a blue shirt in the teahouse was talking to them while smoking a cigarette.
At this time, a burly man with a long knife on his waist suddenly said, "You are saying that who knows whether it is true or not."
The old man in blue took a slow puff on his cigarette and said slowly, "The stone tablet in front of the door is evidence. Do you know that these three words were written on the face by Zhang Ping, a demon with purple blood?"
"How can you leave your handwriting on the bluestone tablet by bragging about flesh and blood?"
In the face of constant questioning, the old man in blue didn’t continue to explain what it was to sit quietly while smoking a cigarette.
"Grandpa, how about now? You can’t do it without my help."