Chapter 467

At this time, Ding run suddenly stares at Zuan: "but I doubt that you have so much money. You're going to die soon, so I can only ask for cash, not to mention where I'm going to find what you've hidden. I don't expect a trap waiting for me."

Obviously, he should have suffered similar losses before, so he has become quite cautious now.

"Of course there is money, but I can only give it to you later, so I may live a little longer." Zuan said with a smile.

Ding run shook his head: "believe me, sometimes a long life may not be as good as a happy death."

Zuan replied, "I'd rather live."

"Well, I'll kill them first, and I'll kill you last." Ding run said and turned to Sang Hong and others, "Mr. sang, I offended you."

With that, the light of the knife flashed, and a stream of knife gas came directly to them.

At this time, suddenly Sang Hong moved, picked up the chain in his hand to meet up, and the other side's long knife, friction out a string of sparks.

In spite of this, the scattered knife gas still split the carriage, and a group of people fell out.

"Is your prohibition lifted?" Ding run's hand clung to a long knife, still as if it had never come out of its sheath.

Sang Hong looked at Huang Huihong and sighed: "I also want to thank Huang Tongling for untiing the ban on me before he died."

Ding run remembered that just before he died, Huang Huihong seemed to reach out to the direction of the carriage. At that time, he thought he was trying to catch something. Now he knew that it was to lift his ban.

"It seems that you just talked so much with me to delay his recovery?" He couldn't help looking at Zuan. His face was a little ugly. He didn't expect to be fooled today.

Sanghong also looked at Zuan, eyes a few more silk appreciation of the color: "I did not expect you should have guessed, your quick reaction, even I admire."

To know that Huang Huihong had time to get rid of his prohibition before he died, it is reasonable to say that other people should not know except himself.

"I'm just guessing. I'm lucky," Zuan said with a smile, and then looked at Ding run. "But our entrustment is still valid. If we can't escape death at that time, you'll help me kill the master behind the scenes."

Ding run sneered: "you are smart. You don't lose anything."

Sang Qian's face was joyful, and he quickly called out: "Dad, please untie the ban for me."

Who knows Sang Hong didn't reply, just staring at Ding run on the other side.

One side of Zuan snorted: "you're stupid. You can get up and give them away when they fight at that level. Moreover, your father is locked by the other party's gas engine now, and obviously he doesn't dare to be distracted. You're still shouting around."

Sang Qian was stunned, and then he understood. However, he was still angry in his heart: hum, after my father has solved Ding run's problem, I'll see if I don't peel your skin and cramp you.

Anger from sang Qian + 792!

Zuan doesn't care about him. Now he's focusing on two people in the field.

Ding run in addition to the anger at the beginning, now has returned to calm, looking at Sang Hong said: "long heard that adult sang is eight grade master, today is to understand."

Sang Hong said in a deep voice: "you are very famous in the industry. It's said that you once had eight grade practitioners who died in your hands. I think eight grade is nothing to you."

"No matter what, it's also eight products. It's much harder to kill than the general target. When you go back, you have to tell your employer to increase the money." As soon as Ding run's voice fell, the long sword came out of its sheath.

The speed is so fast that others can't see the path of his sword clearly. They can only feel a cold light passing by.

Sang Hong was already on guard, waving the broken shackles of his hands to meet him. The shackles used by the embroidered messengers were made of black iron, which was quite good for weapons.

The two crossed and exchanged positions. This time Ding run's sword didn't take back its scabbard again. They just let Zuan and others have a glimpse of it.

Compared with the normal Dao, his blade is extremely narrow and long. It is more like the Japanese Dao of previous generations, even longer than the Japanese Dao.

Clearly above should be a white, but it seems to be able to see a touch of light dark red color.

The dark red is not on the surface of the blade. As a swordsman, it is impossible not to wipe his weapon clean.

So the dark red color should have been immersed in the blade and integrated with the blade.

When it comes to his career, it's obvious what the dark red color is.

Although there is a distance, the murderous Qi from the blade still makes people feel cold all over the body. Even the skin can feel a fine and dense feeling of acupuncture.

Zuan has a dignified look. This guy has turned the murderous spirit into essence. I don't know how many people he killed to raise the murderous spirit to this degree.

Sang Qian's face was ugly. After all, he was a master. At this time, he had noticed that there was a cut of about one or two inches in his father's chest. Although he didn't really hurt anything, it was obvious that his father fell into a bad situation just at that moment."Your Majesty, what a quick knife." Sang Hong stares at Ding run on the other side. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He doesn't need to see it. He knows the situation on his clothes.

Ding run grinned: "we're in this business. We live a life when the blade licks blood. How can we do if the blade is not quick. On the contrary, it's Mr. sang. You are so respectable that you don't do it often. I'm afraid you're not my opponent. "

"Not necessarily." Sang Hong snorted. He didn't want to lose his momentum in the battle of life and death. He caught hold of the chains on both sides with his hands. A flame suddenly got angry, and soon the chain was red.

Then he waved the "fire whip" with both hands and drew to the other side. When he met him, his hair and beard were all open, and the whole person seemed to have an inexplicable power.

Sang Qian clenched his fist tightly and kept cheering for his father.

This is the first time that Zuan saw Sang Hong do his best. He used to be a leader in Linchuan county. He didn't need to do it in person on weekdays. Many times, after a little arrangement, there were countless pieces to help him achieve his goal.

Now at the moment of life and death, people just remembered that he was also a top eight.

"So he is a fire practitioner." Zuan thought that this was really not in line with Sang Hong's temperament. He was always calm and quiet, planning before moving, which was quite different from most of the fire practitioners.

But on second thought, sang Qian is also a fire family. It's normal for his father and son to wake up to the same element and practice similar skills.

The only thing I don't understand is that they all belong to the fire system. Why do they have to find Zheng Dan who is in the water system to be the daughter-in-law of the Sang family? Isn't it clear that fire and water are not allowed.

At this time, the scene is full of Sanghong's fiery whip shadow. He almost hit dingrun several times, but he narrowly avoided it.

Finally, once he couldn't avoid it. He raised his knife block and flew back several feet with a bang.

Sang Hong didn't continue to attack. He didn't do anything to attack like that just now. It's just a waste of energy to attack like that.

"Your attack is over. It's my turn." Ding run smiles, raises the long knife in front of the body, and then flicks the knife with his fingers.

The sound is clear and pleasant. Obviously, it's a good knife.

All the people don't understand what the purpose of his knife is. How about showing off his knife?

Only Sang Hong's face suddenly changed, and he quickly flashed to the side, but it was still a moment late. A blood mist burst on his arm, and there was a long wound on it.

If he hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid the whole arm would have been cut off directly.

Invisible Dao Qi!

Everyone in the field is not mediocre. I'll react immediately.

Sang Hong said in a deep voice: "it is said that in his early years, Jia Qian Ju Shi played bitter songs and swords, but he was not affectionate. The world thinks that you are entertaining yourself by playing swords and singing songs, but this is your killing move! "

Ding run said with a smile: "it's hard to find a bosom friend. I didn't expect that Mr. sang knew Ding's past so well. In this case, I'd like to invite Mr. sang to comment on my song" playing sword and composing song "

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