man sanctified in death row vest

【projection】!
【unbreakable】!
【Zheng Shan】!
Ever since he "peeped" the art of the painter again and truly realized his own "thaumaturgy", Zheng Xiu has been hiding it all the time.

In the martial arts conference at Cangjian Mountain Villa, when Zheng Xiu faced the Iron Lady, he used a "tricky" way, supplemented by speech skills, and implanted the concept of "prison" in the hearts of the martial arts warriors watching.

One circle and one prison!
But now, "returning to normal people" is just around the corner, as long as he enters Nie Gong's treasury, he can leave the cannibal painting. Zheng Xiu no longer has the reason to hide his strength and blood.

A hemorrhage, drawing a cell that is recognizable at a glance and does not need to be supplemented by "verbal inducement" is Zheng Xiu's true gesture of "painting the ground as a prison".

--"birdcage"!
"What sorcery!"

On the edge of the "Birdcage", the martial arts soldier was stunned under his armor.They are just "ordinary people" living under an ordinary worldview. Wherever they have really seen such a battle, they called "witchcraft" and "sorcery" for a while.

They were not in a good mood, and after a little thought, a dozen sharp-minded warriors swung their long knives and slashed towards the cage.

Want to break free.

"It's useless."

Zheng Xiu noticed the movement of the Shenwu soldiers on the edge of the birdcage, and smiled slightly, disapproving.

really.

The sharp knife light slashed towards the blood-colored light belt, but the force suddenly fell into the sea like a mud cow. The light belt became soft and sticky, like the tentacles of a monster. After the force of the knife move was removed, the soldiers' swords , No matter how hard the sergeants tried, they couldn't pull out their weapons from the bloody light band of the birdcage.

Zheng Xiu's "birdcage" was inspired by a kind-hearted Kui Lang during Ye Weiyang's pursuit, combined with the [painter] method, and mastered his own moves.

Xie Luohe and Fan Yao, who were born in this era, can barely explain it with "martial arts high strength" even if they perform far beyond ordinary people on weekdays.

And Zheng Xiu's "birdcage" created by waving the Luohe brush, the movement he caused is far beyond the norm, and it is difficult to measure it with common sense.

"kill him!"

"Kill that monster!"

Soldiers who wanted to destroy the "birdcage" were instantly disarmed.After a few breaths, someone waved the military flag in the army formation, and everyone's eyes turned to the instigator of all this.

The soldiers of the Shenwu Army stepped on a neat pace. At this moment, they seemed to treat Zheng Xiu alone as an army.

Zheng Xiu laughed and backed away quickly.

The water gushing out of Mr. Nie's treasury slowed down, but the water level in the river bed had already reached waist level. The soldiers wore heavy armor, and the water flow slowed down their pace.

Zheng Xiu easily flew the kites of the soldiers of the Shenwu Army. Not far away, Xie Yunliu went crazy for some reason, roaring and holding a pair of fleshy palms to kill Fan Yao.

"Meet the enemy?"

Seeing this, Zheng Xiu's eyes froze.

wrong.

It's not that simple.

Fan Yao is known all over the world as the supervisor of the secret factory. Xie Yunliu only knows that this person is an eagle dog of the imperial court with power over the world, but he has never seen this person with his own eyes, and he does not know that Fan Yao looks exactly like him.

The two of them have no intersection, and there is no hatred.

But with Xie Yunliu's gesture, his eyes were tearing apart, his teeth were gritted, and his face was like a madman. He obviously regarded Fan Yao as an enemy of life and death.

After a while, Zheng Xiuming understood.Although the monk did not recover his memory, he instinctively felt threatened.If Xie Yunliu is really just a secondary personality of the monk, and Fan Yao is the main personality, then Xie Yunliu is equivalent to a "demon" to Fan Yao.

Fan Yao will kill Xie Yunliu by any means. Once Xie Yunliu is killed by Fan Yao, it is equivalent to "killing the demons". Fan Yao will regain the initiative. After leaving Cannibal Painting, Fan Yao will become the main character again!
Like a bull in heat, Xie Yunliu charged forward and reached Fan Yao.

Fan Yao's face was frosty, and she slapped Xie Yunliu's face with a palm.

Xie Yunliu grinned, facing Fan Yao's seemingly ordinary slap, he did not dodge or dodge, lowered his head, and bumped it with his bald head.

Fan Yao's palm touched Xie Yunliu's head instantly, leaving a black and purple palm print in an instant.

Xie Yunliu was unabated. After receiving the palm abruptly, black blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making his smile even more tragic. With a sudden force, he grabbed Fan Yao's neck.

Fan Yao's complexion changed slightly, and she scolded: "How dare a mere heart demon make a mistake!"

As she said that, Fan Yao's shoulders were buckled, and she raised her knees to Xie Yunliu's heart in a calm manner.

Boom!
"I love your mother!"

Xie Yunliu was pushed by Fan Yao, his chest collapsed, and he made a sound of fracture, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he spit out blood, and at the same time he gritted his teeth and cursed, he opened his mouth and bit Fan Yao's neck.

This was clearly a gesture of dying together, Fan Yao's neck tilted, and Xie Yunliu gnawed on Fan Yao's sexy collarbone.

Xie Yunliu was strong, and the two of them twisted together, causing the Shenwu army to stagger, and unexpectedly forced a way out, hitting Zheng Xiu's "birdcage".

Zheng Xiu snorted, his throat sweetened.

The ideological battle between the main personality and the sub-personality, which was originally a mysterious matter, has turned into a battle of street hooligans.There seemed to be a lot of things happening between them, but after Xie Yunliu rushed forward, they met each other, and the two rolled out entangled.

"Monk!"

Zheng Xiu wanted to step forward to help, but now that Mr. Nie's treasury was right in front of him, and the "exit" was imminent, there was nothing left to say at this point.Even if the monk is a sub-personality, killing Fan Yao is morally untenable, but Zheng Xiu never thought of discussing morality with Fan Yao, discussing human feelings, relationships, and communication. Naturally, Zheng Xiu is on Xie Yunliu's side .

After cutting Zheng Xiu's body with several knives, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing. The tenacious soldiers formed a chaotic array of knives, but they chopped Zheng Xiu's body, but it was as hard and hard as cutting on a stone. One of the knives was broken by Zheng Xiu's muscle shock.

"Monster! Monster!"

The soldiers were startled and terrified by this, but the more evil Zheng Xiu behaved, the blood in their bones was aroused instead, and each of them rushed forward to block Zheng Xiu with their flesh and blood without fear of death.

Someone even had a sudden whim, stepped on other soldiers, leaped high, and pressed the whole body on Zheng Xiu's head, trying to push Zheng Xiu into the water and drown him alive.

In the blink of an eye, several soldiers in thick armor hung on Zheng Xiu's body, and it was difficult for him to walk in the water.

The pace of Zheng Xiu's actions was delayed, and more and more soldiers saw that there was something going on, left the enemies at hand one after another, and rushed towards Zheng Xiu's side stepping on the water.More and more soldiers were stacked on Zheng Xiu's body. Their weight plus the weight of the armor on his body made Zheng Xiu feel like a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

Zheng Xiu vomited blood depressingly, the crowd tactics are never outdated.

The bandits were defeated and useless.

During the assault of the army formation, Cheng Xiao, Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe, and Chu's couple, who were the most active, suddenly became the top priority of all the soldiers' work.The arrows in Xie Luohe's hands were limited. After the battle, what was surprising was that Xie Luohe was not as brave as usual for some reason. He held a bow in his right hand and an arrow in his left hand. Soldiers, close combat.

But even if Zheng Xiu thinks that Xie Luohe is not as invincible as usual today, with the performance of Xie Luohe's "archers", in the eyes of the rest of the soldiers, he is already a "monster".

With one bow and one arrow, Xie Luohe moved forward steadily in the water. From Zheng Xiu's perspective, he couldn't see what move Xie Luohe made. No one can stop Xie Luohe for a moment, no one can become Xie Luohe's one-stroke enemy.

"Xieluo River!"

His blood had already dyed the stagnant water in the river bed light red, and the amount of bleeding before was enough.In other words, the water in the entire river bed is now mixed with Zheng Xiu's blood, has a part of Zheng Xiu, and can be used as Zheng Xiu's "medium".

Zheng Xiu shook off the person hanging on his body with difficulty, dipped a little river water in his backhand, and painted in emptiness.

"here I am!"

The voice of Xie Luohe came.

boom!boom!
while responding.

The two of them flew high again.

Zheng Xiu's trembling pen tip was stained with the light red river water, evoking sparkling bloody rays.

"Sketch · Castle in the Air!"

In an instant, the painting is completed.

In Zheng Xiu's pen, an exquisite pavilion is supported by blood-colored clouds, and miniature illusory paintings are faintly visible in Zheng Xiu's pen.

With a flick of Zheng Xiu's wrist, the illusory "Pavilion" passed through the bodies of several people under the horrified eyes of everyone, crossed the "Mountain of People" strangely, and floated slowly to the vicinity of the Xieluo River.

in a blink.

The illusory light and shadow of the castle supported by the blood cloud suddenly magnified dozens of times, and from the virtual to the real, a "castle in the air" was pulled out of thin air.

"Good job!"

Xie Luohe let out a long roar and exclaimed. Even in such a chaotic scene, her eyes couldn't hide her admiration and appreciation.Xie Luohe shook away the surrounding soldiers with bows and arrows, turned over and stepped on the tall building on the cloud, tapped his toes, and stood on a high place.

The nine-story tower firmly supports the Xieluo River and gradually floats higher.

"Monster seeks death!"

After Zheng Xiu painted the "Castle in the Air", a soldier suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized that all the "magic tricks" of the artist were drawn with that strange brush. The soldier aimed at Zheng Xiu's pen and chopped it down with a fierce face.

Ding!
"Luohe Brush" broke in response.

In Zheng Xiu's hand, only half of the bare iron pole remained, and the hair on the other end was cut off.

After Xie Luohe stepped on the top of the pavilion, his whole demeanor changed.

When she held the longbow again, at that moment, Xie Luohe seemed to become another person.She put all the arrows in her quiver in her hand, built twelve in one breath, and slowly drew the bow to the full.

For a moment, Xie Luohe's movements of drawing the bow, down to the twitching of his fingertips, and up to Xie Luohe's posture of raising his head and chest when bending his bow, everything was natural and perfect, even the soldiers of the Shenwu Army who had fought bloody battles on the battlefield for a long time When they were drawing their bows at Xie Luohe, they all involuntarily stopped swinging their knives, and looked at the graceful woman on the castle in the air, but exuding infinite killing intent.

"call!"

The Luohe pen broke, but the birdcage did not disappear.

Zheng Xiu was not surprised by this, he was deeply in tune with the restrictions and rules of thaumaturgy. The "Luohe Pen" is only a limitation of "using the technique", not the key to "breaking" the thaumaturgy.

As long as his technique is released, the Luohe brush will not be interrupted even if it is broken into eighteen pieces.

"Go away!"

Zheng Xiu took a deep breath, his whole body shook, and his divine power erupted, sending the dozens of soldiers who were pressing on him flying away.

With a bang, a tall jet of water sprayed up and hit the birdcage, was cut into a dense stream of water, turned into drizzle and fell again.

The water column was surging, and a short hollow was formed under Zheng Xiu's feet due to the water sucking back.The surrounding water surged towards Zheng Xiu's feet, and soon turned into a whirlpool.

The soldiers stabilized their bodies in the fierce water, looked up and saw the seemingly weak scholar, took off his jacket and hung it around his waist, revealing a perfect body that shocked them.

Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand to comb his wet long hair back, looked at the soldiers staggering around, his face sank like water: "Shenwu Army, defending the country, swearing to defend the territory, today, you listened to the admiral of the secret factory call privately, come here Bullying unarmed common people like us here? Do you know it's shameful?"

"Fart! What kind of people are you!"

In this frontier army, the lieutenant with the highest military rank, after being dismissed by Zheng Xiuzhen, felt a little ashamed when he heard the first half of the sentence "the admiral of the secret factory called it privately", but when he heard the second half of the sentence "unarmed ordinary people", he immediately became angry His chest felt tight and he almost vomited blood.

The evildoer is rampant, just open your mouth!
Zheng Xiu hangs the remaining half of the "Luohe Brush" on his waist, and puts on a posture that is unfamiliar to everyone.

"excuse me!"

When the soldiers came to kill, Zheng Xiu made a knife with his backhand, with a click, Zheng Xiu's palm cut into the gap of the armor, and broke that hand.

Amidst the opponent's screams, Zheng Xiu snatched the saber with his backhand.

"Good knife!"

Coiling Dragon Eighteen Slashes!
Double Dragon fetches water!

From 200 years later, the "Panlong Eighteen Cuts" comprehended by Wang Tuan by himself, 200 years ago, it shined brilliantly.

Look at the edge of the battlefield.

The scuffle between Fan Yao and Xie Yunliu was decided within a short period of time. The crown on Fan Yao's head fell somewhere, his bun was broken, and his hair was messy and split, looking a bit downcast.But compared to him at this moment, Xie Yunliu's situation is precarious.

Xie Yunliu's head was stained red with blood, and he couldn't tell where the wound was and where it was intact.Fan Yao sneered and reached out to lift Xie Yunliu up. Looking at the face that looked exactly like her own, Fan Yao smiled charmingly: "It's over."

on the attic.

Xie Luohe let go of the tense bowstring, and the twelve arrows turned into twelve black streamers and shot out the moment they left the string.

The speed of the twelve arrows was different. The fastest one seemed to pass through a barrier at the moment it left the string, and disappeared strangely. When it appeared, it had shot through Fan Yao's arm.

Fan Yao wanted to pinch Xie Yunliu's neck, but the twelve arrows shot by Xie Luohe forced him to concentrate on it.Clutching her injured arm, Fan Yao leaped into the sky and took the initiative to meet the rest of the arrows.

After Xie Luohe shot those arrows, he put his hands behind his back and watched with a smile.

The remaining eleven arrows were like nimble snakes in the air, colliding with each other. Every time they collided, the sky would flicker like stars, sparking dazzling sparks and making a pleasant crisp sound.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!

Fan Yao pointed out, he seemed to have heard of the weirdness of Xie Luohe's move, and seemed to know how to crack it.But when he leaped into the sky in the form of an afterimage, and stretched out his hands to catch the two arrows and break the momentum of the "Lianzhu Arrow", he saw the two arrows passing through his fingers strangely.

This arrow is evil!
Ding ding ding ding ding!

Zheng Xiu stared blankly at the woman on the pavilion with her arms behind her back.

In his birdcage, the speed of the eleven arrows colliding became faster and weirder, and the colliding sparks became more and more dense, like dazzling stars in the sky.

……

"That strange man can use 'pure archery' to cast the real twelve consecutive arrows. But his archery skills are shallow, not equal to one percent of his predecessors, and he can only cast them with thaumaturgy."

……

Suddenly, Zheng Xiu remembered what a certain thaumaturgy who claimed to be the Lone Wolf of the Desert who died at his hands had said during the confrontation.

Could it be that Kui Lang's archery skills come from the Xie Luo River?

Zheng Xiu recognized at a glance that this "starry sky" is the real "Twelve Arrows"!
It turns out that Kui Langna's specious archery skills were passed down from Xie Luohe!
It is the archery skill passed down by Xie Luohe!
But, Brother Kui, you seem to have misunderstood something. What Xie Luohe used is not called pure "archery"!

Chi Chi Chi!

Eleven arrows pierced through eleven vital points in Fan Yao's body. Fan Yao was spitting out blood, and the swallow's suit was dyed blood red, flying backwards like a shooting star.

"not good!"

Seeing Fan Yao's castration, Zheng Xiu's eyes twitched, and with super fast hands, he tore off the strip of cloth and wrapped it around his wrist for a week.

Blood no longer flows.

woohoo!

The bloody light band maintaining the "birdcage" suddenly collapsed and turned into a rain of blood.

"The enemy general is dead, are you going to die?"

Xie Luohe's eyes were cold, and he floated down from the collapsed pavilion, and shouted softly at the soldiers of the Shenwu Army.

Boom!
In the distance, there was finally the sound of Fan Yao's landing, and his life and death were unknown.

Xie Luohe carried the longbow behind his back. Under the complex and difficult gazes of all the soldiers, Xie Luohe ignored everyone, quickly passed through the soldiers, and walked towards the mountain wall.

bang.

After this melee, the plowed mountain wall swayed for a while, and after the accumulated water inside was drained, a huge hole was exposed.

"It's over?" Chu Chengfeng saw the soldiers leaving with complex expressions, walking towards Fan Yao, as if he was about to go up to confirm Fan Yao's life and death, he was stunned for a few seconds, and hurriedly checked Xie Yunliu's injury.

Xie Luohe stepped into Duke Nie's treasury alone, and Zheng Xiu followed.

The originally narrow hole was widened by the water flow, and the water can naturally widen it.The two entered easily.

There is a spacious cavity inside, and at the end, there is a long slope, and there is a simple small door at the end of the slope.

Xie Luohe stepped up the slope quickly, his delicate body trembling slightly, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door little by little.

The door was unlocked.

Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe's back, frowned, and didn't say much.

boom!
The door opened.

At the moment of opening the door, the air enters, and the "eternal lamps" hidden with white phosphorus on the wall are silently lit.

"This is... Duke Nie's treasure house."

The inside is clear at a glance, Zheng Xiu was stunned.

The moment Xie Luohe pushed open the door, when the ever-burning lamp inside was lit, she saw everything inside clearly and was stunned.

I do not know how long it has been.

puff.

Xie Luohe knelt on the ground, his face was full of despair.