Among them, the people who looked at it include Zheng Zhongwang, who was the head of the Zheng family. At this time, several Zheng family town heads who had come here first had gathered around Zheng Zhongwang.

"Head of the family, Zheng Ming is a genius in our family. You are the only one who can save him now!" An old man with a loyal face but three blood marks on his body shouted loudly at Zheng Zhongwang.

Zheng Zhongwang said with a hint of hesitation on his face: "Now, the family is in crisis. Compared with one person, the most important thing is to rescue more people."

Speaking of this, he waved around and said, "Hurry and take out the powerful crossbow from the Tibetan Bing Cave, which is related to the survival of our family."

The old man with a loyal face was still about to speak, but was grabbed by another leader beside him. Zheng Zhongwang's eyes looked into the distance at this moment.

"Uncle Fifteen, stop talking. Haven't you seen the head of the family not wanting to take risks?" The head of the town who held the loyal old man said in a low voice.

The face of the honest and honest old man looked even more ugly. He pointed at Zheng Ming who waved the flying knife again and said, "This is the hope of our Zheng family, if..."

At this moment, five more flying knives shot out from Zheng Ming's hand. The five flying knives fell to Lu Xingba's throat and belly at the same time.

The tragic look in Lu Xingba's eyes was even more serious. As he said just now, what he liked the most in his life was to kill the outstanding young geniuses of those families.

Zheng Ming was not the first family genius he tortured, nor was he the last family genius. He looked at Zheng Ming, who was still trembling with his body, as if he was thinking of that year.

After trampling his last trace of dignity on the ground, the young man in white was spitting at his face that was pressed to the ground with great contempt: "I am the big roc flying in the sky, and you are the toad jumping in the soil!"

"You can only jump around in the soil forever!"

That young man had been killed by him after he broke through the ninth grade, but since then, he liked to kill those pretentious genius boys.

This young man had already started to tremble. In Lu Xingba's eyes, it made him happy and excited!

In fact, what he likes the most is that the boy in front of him pissed his pants directly, and then trembled, and was killed by him.

It won't take long, and the boy has another chance to take action, but in Lu Xingba's opinion, this chance to take action is absolutely useless to the boy.

At this time, all the boys were dead.

But he likes to see the boy trembling and making moves. He likes to see the boy finding his powerless despair after taking action. He likes this feeling, and he likes this feeling to continue.

Zheng Ming's hand was shaking very violently. The flying knife was even shaking. The man holding a mature copper stick in his hand said loudly, "Boy, have you wet your pants?"

The rough and bold voice made the laughter around him even more powerful. Even the black demon fox, which had already left a blood mark on the Great Elder's body, giggled.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the flying knife in Zheng Ming's hand had not been shot out. Lu Xingba was not in a hurry, but stroked his bare head with his hand, laughing and said, "Boy, shoot here. As long as you fly the knife, I will die."

"Cheer more steadily, by the way, that seems to be your father, Long Ba, count it for me. If this child counts until ten and doesn't shoot his flying knife, you will kill his father first!"

Long Ba was the man holding a cooked copper stick. He danced the cooked copper stick in his hand twice. After suppressing Zheng Gongxuan, who was desperate, could not make any progress, he said loudly: "Don't worry, Master Fifth Master, I must calculate the time for this kid."

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Zheng Gongxuan looked at Zheng Ming with a trembling body and felt heartbroken. He shouted violently and rushed towards the man holding a mature copper stick completely regardless of his life. The long sword in his hand danced even more wildly.

"Haha, you can't fight to the death. The fifth master doesn't let you die. How could I, Long Ba, let you die here!"

Long Ba's mature copper stick danced like a piece of iron wall. At this moment, Zheng Ming, who was trembling, finally took action.

Zheng Ming's flying knife shot out!

This time, Zheng Ming shot out a flying knife!

The direction of the flying knife shooting was Lu Xingba's neck!

The flying knife quickly approached Lu Xingba's neck like lightning, and Lu Xingba had no intention of avoiding it at all, but an egg-sized bulge appeared on his neck.

In Lu Xingba's opinion, although the speed of the flying knife was very fast, it was just tickling him. He did not take the flying knife that was slashed quickly in his eyes.

For him, after the flying knife was shot out, it means that his game was about to reach its climax.

He wanted to see the boy pissing, he wanted to see the boy and collapse under his own eyes.

In the eyes of Long Ba and the others, the flying knife shot out was just a scene, a scene to make Lu Xingba happy.

As for the boy who shot the flying knife, they didn't want to pay attention to it at all. Because in their opinion, the boy was actually a dead person.

A dead person who can't die again and has no hope of turning back.

Many people from the Zheng family also looked at Zheng Ming who shot the flying knife. They had escaped into the valley and occupied the favorable terrain in the valley.

Regarding Zheng Ming's situation, most people only suffer from a sad feeling of a rabbit's death and a fox's sadness, as for the others, there is no.

As the patriarch, Zheng Zhongwang also looked at Zheng Ming, but he kept comforting himself in his heart.

This is not because he doesn't take action, nor because he is unwilling to rescue this young tribe. It is really the case at this time. Zheng Zhongwang needs to put his family's great cause first and cannot take risks at will.

But while comforting himself, he could still feel a slight sense of fear constantly appearing in his heart.

This fear comes from Lu Xingba.

There were many people fighting in the mountains, but at this time, more people looked at Zheng Ming.

The thieves showed smiles watching the show one by one. In their eyes, this young man who was seen by the fifth master was dead this time.

While the members of the Zheng family were desperately running away, they looked at Zheng Ming with a sad look.

The genius who had just risen in this family was about to die on the far mountain, and their lives and deaths were also uncertain.

On a small hill a hundred feet away, a thick man in black looked at Lu Xingba who was fighting Zheng Ming with displeasure. The scholar in white who was standing beside him smiled and said, "The fifth brother only has this hobby. Now he is sure to win. Let me play with him!"

The thick and strong man nodded, but the moment he saw Zheng Ming's flying knife take action, a trace of anxiety appeared in his heart.

"The old fifth flickered!"

The sound was very fast, but the speed of the flying knife was also not slow. The moment Lu Xingba heard the sound like thunder, the flying knife had reached his neck.

The flying knife, more than half a foot long, pierced the bulge and directly penetrated into Lu Xingba's neck. Blood flowed out of Lu Xingba's neck. Lu Xingba hugged his neck tightly, and his eyes were even more disbelief.

How could a 10th grade boy break through the defense formed by Lu Xingba urging his internal energy? This is impossible!

But the less and less air intake, and the blurred vision, all told him that he was about to die, at the hands of the clean boy.

In the mountains, thousands of people looked at Lu Xingba who was holding his neck tightly. They also couldn't believe what they saw.

Whether it was a thief or a member of the Zheng family, everyone was filled with their hearts at this time, and they didn't believe it. They couldn't believe what they saw was true.

How could this be possible? How could Lu Xingba die in the hands of a young man who was like a plaything? You know, Lu Xingba is a master who has opened up his dantian and turned his strength into qi in the ninth grade.

For a moment, the void seemed to be frozen. What they saw was Lu Xingba holding his neck tightly and then falling to the ground.

Everyone could feel that Lu Xingba had something to say, but at this moment, Lu Xingba couldn't say anything.

"Bang!" Lu Xingba's body fell heavily to the ground.

This bandit who was lying in the palace fell into the wilderness with reluctance. His heart might be full of reluctance, but he was unwilling to accept it but could not stop the footsteps of the god of death.

Zheng Ming also breathed a sigh of relief when Lu Xingba asked him to take action three times, he was using the magic trick of Jiusha to break the mountain to accumulate this power.

With the last move, he accumulated four times his internal strength through Jiujiu.

Four times the internal strength of the tenth-grade warrior gathers in one sword. Even if Lu Xingba is a ninth-grade master, he will die without a place to die.

If this sword cannot kill Lu Xingba, Zheng Ming will be ready to use the hero card. As long as Li Ruohai's hero card is played, it should be able to help the Zheng family solve this crisis.

The reason why he was unwilling to use the hero card when Lu Xingba threatened him was not only Jiu Zhen Po Shan, but also because of the hero card situation, it was too weird.

If he suddenly kills all sides, then there must be many doubts about him, both the Zheng family and the outside world. This will put him in a crisis that even he cannot predict.

What's more, Li Ruohai's hero card has always been regarded as a life-saving card. After using it, he didn't know if he could draw someone like Li Ruohai again. The killing just now made him feel the importance of a life-saving card even more.

"Swoosh swish swish swish!"

All the stars were watching the moon. Before the thieves who besieged Zheng Gongxuan could react, the flying knife in Zheng Ming's hand shot at the people quickly.

Whether it was the big man holding a mature copper stick or the thin man holding a water Emei Thorn in his hand, they were all experienced in battle. Although their minds were shocked by Lu Xingba's death, the flying knife still made them react as fast as possible.

The big man who had no time to wave the mature copper stick suddenly turned sideways and flashed through his vital points. Two flying knives pierced into his left and right arms. The man holding the Emei Thorn in his hand came a lazy donkey and rolled over and gave his butt without much meat.

Three flying knives stabbed the thin man's butt, and the bright red blood flowed down at that time. Although neither of these two men had any worries about their lives, it was impossible to continue fighting.

"Father, go quickly!" Zheng Ming yelled at Zheng Gongxuan when he fired his flying knife.

Zheng Gongxuan and Zheng Ba did not abandon such a good opportunity? They took the opportunity to wave their weapons and rushed towards Zheng Ming.
Chapter completed!