Chapter 335： sword come

The episode of being called 'uncle' by the little girl quickly passed.

The beautiful woman whose face changed, circled the hall in a small circle, avoiding Chen Yiming's sight.

Zhang Qingqing took the packed fruit box, and just walked back to the corner where she was staying, she was dragged out of the hall by the beautiful woman, looking at the expression on her face, she could not do without a lecture.

Zheng Hong greeted Chen Yiming, a room deep in the villa, and all the people who came to see Mr. Zhang followed behind.

"The sentry soldier died strangely. Mr. Zhang received the news and went to investigate. He was suddenly attacked by a black light. At the time, he was able to suppress the injury, but he fell into a coma not long after returning."

Through the short journey, Zheng Hong briefly explained how Mr. Zhang was seriously injured.

When Chen Yiming heard these words, his face was also ugly.

For a big country, Zhenguo Martial Artist is equivalent to a mobile nuclear bomb, which is an influence that has risen to the national strategic level.

For example, Luo Fu died in the territory of Daxia before, whether it was to win over many younger brothers with cooperation or make a statement together.

In fact, it's just superficial.

Chen Yiming was always at home, but no one really came to ask for an explanation.

What about the so-called beacon of human beings, when the strength is not as good as people, they are forced to bow their heads. This is the deterrent force brought by the Zhenguo martial artist.

At present, the Daxia Kingdom is also facing the loss of a town-state martial artist.

"You are?"

As soon as he entered the door, an old man in a white coat put down the equipment in his hand and looked up.

Zheng Hong stepped forward and explained in a low voice. The old man nodded and moved away from his medical team. An old man appeared in front of him.

Old Zhang lay quietly on the bed, motionless, his face ashen, showing pain from time to time.

At present, his body is as thin as bones, and the skin of the hand that is infusion is shriveled, revealing clearly visible blood vessels, which can be described as a serious shortage of qi and blood.

Chen Yiming's eyes flashed, and the invisible spiritual power swept through Zhang Lao's body, and he immediately discovered the murderer who could make Zhenguo Martial Master show a serious lack of qi and blood.

Inlaid in flesh and blood, and fragments of mysterious symbols scattered in the spiritual world.

At this time, Zhang Lao's body is a battlefield, and those fragments are like viruses, constantly attacking various parts of the body and organs, as well as the consciousness of the spiritual world.

What is frightening is that, as a foreign object of the rootless grass, the fragments can forcibly transform the surrounding qi and blood energy for their own use, and have never been wiped out.

The spiritual world is even more dangerous, and Zhang Lao's spiritual body is forced to constantly avoid it.

This is a more vicious means than a curse.

Seeing this, Chen Yiming tried to wrap a piece of flesh and blood with his tyrannical mental power, trying to drag the opponent out of Zhang Lao's body.

boom!

A thunderous explosion.

Zhang Lao's whole body twitched, and the whole body bounced up and down again, and a mouthful of blood spurted to the ceiling during the bounce.

At the same time, in the microscopic world that cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye, the fragments broke through the mental blockade through self-destruction.

But it did not dissipate because of this, but turned into more and smaller fragments, still adsorbed in the flesh and blood, and continued to attack the surrounding cells, seemingly unaffected.

outside world.

Zhang Lao's family, old and young, swarmed up with tears and surrounded the bed.

For a while, a heavy grief surrounded the room, and the other people who came to visit Mr. Zhang were also extremely uncomfortable.

In everyone's perception, even Chen Yiming couldn't save Mr. Zhang, and he could almost be sentenced to death.

Zheng Honghong's eyes were trembling all over, he looked at Chen Yiming, hesitant to say anything.

Chen Yiming explained helplessly: "The black light that attacked Zhang Lao should be transformed into a large number of fragments of mysterious symbols, which is an attack at the level of the inscription pattern.

Just now I tried to forcibly take out a piece of debris, but the other party seemed to have set up a program and responded directly by self-destruction. "

He himself has two powerful talents, and it is not a big problem even if he is attacked by black light.

One is the endurance ability, he has absolute confidence that grinding can also grind the opponent to death.

The second is to directly abandon the injured part by virtue of the recovery ability that has reached the regeneration level.

However, Zhang Lao obviously does not have similar conditions.

Zheng Hong's face was ashen, and he choked: "Is there no way to save it?"

The voice fell.

The others around were suffocating.

At that moment, one after another made up a picture in their brains, and a Zhenguo martial artist was finally sucked into adulthood and tortured to death.

Such misery is simply unacceptable.

Zhang Lao is a martial artist of the town. For decades, he has held up a barrier for several provinces in the south of Daxia, which is equivalent to the patron saint of this land in the south.

"That's not absolute, but this method, I'm afraid that Zhang Lao's body can't bear it first." Chen Yiming said quickly.

The method he said was to summon the spirit villain and attack all the mysterious symbol fragments with the sword of will at the same time.

Of course, Chen Yiming didn't specialize in medicine, and he didn't grasp the attack at the level of the inscription pattern, so Mr. Zhang, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, would definitely survive.

If he died violently on the spot, and he didn't explain it clearly in advance, it would be troublesome for Mr. Zhang's family to misunderstand.

Zheng Hong's face turned from white to red when he heard the words, and asked in a trembling voice, "How sure are you?"

Chen Yiming shook his head and told the truth: "There is no way to give an answer to this, it all depends on whether Zhang Lao can withstand it himself. After all, this is a collision at the level of the inscription pattern, and Zhang Lao is too weak!"

A national martial artist was said to be too weak.

It may be the first time someone has said that in Blue Star since ancient times.

The others around looked at each other in dismay, not knowing how to speak, and at the same time secretly remembered the 'inscription pattern' mentioned by Chen Yiming in their hearts.

Inside and outside the words, it shows that Chen Yiming is already an existence beyond the martial artist realm.

This news was even more shocking than that of Elder Zhang, who was seriously injured and dying.

...

One step to live, one step to die.

Whether it is to choose conservative treatment and wait, pinning their hopes on Zhang Lao himself, or to fight, the three generations of the Zhang family need to discuss before making a decision.

That night, Chen Yiming stayed in another villa under the arrangement of the leaders of Rongcheng.

The sky is sparsely clouded, and the sky is full of bright stars, and the white moonlight falls.

Chen Yiming stood in the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky.

At this time, what he thought was what the female spirit said, fleeing to the unknown deep space before the Kuroshio came.

The female spirit body imprisoned by the mysterious ring was obviously afraid of being discovered by the Kuroshio, so she took the initiative to communicate with him.

And he has tried the power of the female spirit body, which is definitely not only as simple as the inscription pattern, but even higher than the dead 10,000-meter corpse, the martial arts level.

But Chen Yiming has a plug-in close by. He believes that as long as enough time is given, the Kuroshio will not be afraid at all, and maybe one day it can be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

Now is precisely the question of when, and also when the Kuroshio will come.

Is it coming through the space passage of another world? Or come directly from deep space? Or it may come in unexpected ways.

Just when Chen Yiming was worried about the Kuroshio, Zheng Hong came to the door.

"The Zhang family has decided?" Chen Yiming said.

"The second and third generations of Zhang's family basically agree with the fight, but now Mrs. Zhang disagrees, insisting that that kind of treatment will undoubtedly kill Mr. Zhang on the spot."

Zheng Hong said sorry and smiled bitterly.

Chen Yiming nodded, he could understand Mrs. Zhang's insistence.

This is also true. Kendo is not good at treating others at all, and it is about killing decisively, destroying everything, and so on.

Furthermore, if the strength of the same level is good, the probability of Zhang Lao holding on is not small, but Chen Yiming has made it clear in advance that this is a battle belonging to a higher realm of inscription pattern.

The Zhang family reckoned that it was said that Luo Fu, the martial artist of Zhenguo, was beaten until only a meat ball was left.

He also thought of the tree-human war that had risen to the level of destroying the country, and was solved by Chen Yiming alone. How could he not feel the gap between the martial artist realm and the inscription pattern realm.

It's almost like a martial artist, and bullying the warriors below is not much different.

After a few words of courtesy, Zheng Hong talked to Chen Yiming in detail about the problem of the no-man’s land in the southwest after Mr. Zhang was seriously injured.

The Southwest No Man's Land includes the southwest border of Daxia Kingdom and a vast and boundless area beyond the territory of Daxia Kingdom.

Many years ago, an earthquake that affected several provinces in the southwest of Daxia created a super-large crack in the center of the no-man's land.

The recorded length is tens of kilometers, and the depth is not recorded.

I don't know what year it was after that, a space channel appeared in the depths of the super crack, and the other side connected to the other world happened to be a piece of water.

Therefore, a super lake appeared out of thin air in a no-man’s land with arid environment and little rainfall.

With normal development, this super lake will definitely become a gathering place for exotic beasts, and become the source of the threat of beast tides on the southwestern border of Daxia Kingdom.

However, a water monster that is equivalent to a martial artist of the town country lives in the waters opposite the space channel.

From the appearance of the super-near Great Lake to the present, in fact, there are not many living creatures in the southwest no-man’s land except for the marginal grasslands.

The reason is that the water monster has a special sense of smell. It often leaves the super lake to hunt for food, and has a wide range of activities. It doesn't care about the size of the food or what to eat.

In the long run, the original prairie, which was supposed to be a paradise for alien beasts, got a new name "Southwest No Man's Land".

After Chen Yiming heard it, combined with Zhang Lao's investigation, the soldier at the sentry was attacked by a black light during the strange death.

The black light is likely related to the Kuroshio, but where does it come from?

Is it from the space passage in the strange mountain village? Or from the super lake in the no-man's-land southwest?

Or is it similar to the distortion monster, is there something wrong with the water monster?

There is still no real clue to this confusion.

Chen Yiming chatted with Zheng Hong again, and after learning that Zhang Lao was injured, no one has the ability to investigate whether there is a problem with the water monster.

There is no movement in the super lake for the time being.

He sighed, rubbed his swollen temples, and decided to find a time to visit in person after solving the problem of Zhang Lao's treatment.

...

A sleepless night passed, and the sun rose again.

Early in the morning, Chen Yiming just communicated with the spirit villain and arranged to bring Chen Yingying, who was still practicing in another world, back to Donghu City.

Zheng Hong came to the door with a thick black circle, and brought bad news: Old Zhang's pupils tended to be slack, and the whole body's qi and blood were further turned towards depletion.

What this means is self-evident.

Zhang Lao himself was defeated in the confrontation with the mysterious symbol fragments. This defeat was like a thousand miles away. The speed of the deterioration of his injuries was beyond imagination, and he could really die suddenly at any time.

A few minutes later.

When Chen Yiming stepped into the room, what caught his eye was the Zhang family who were crying around the bed.

The other people who came to visit Mr. Zhang yesterday also arrived one after another. When everyone saw Mr. Zhang's current appearance, it seemed that he had reached the end of his life.

The injury had unexpectedly worsened, and there was little hope for anyone anymore.

Madam Zhang sat alone in the chair, her eyes dull, but no one blamed her.

After all, except for Chen Yiming, mysterious symbols and inscription patterns are a vague concept in the cognition of others.

Some people even compare the martial artist realm and the inscription pattern realm to the different levels of control over the inner strength in the martial artist realm, but they don't know how the inner strength and the power of nature are comparable.

It is like a cub who has just learned to walk, and an eagle that is already flying in the sky.

The cub did look up and saw the sky, but crawling and running were not the same, let alone compared to flying.

The second and third generations of the Zhang family have cried until their voices are almost completely hoarse.

Zheng Hong whispered to Chen Yiming: "The Zhang family has decided to be a living horse doctor and agreed to yesterday's treatment plan."

Chen Yiming nodded.

Before entering the door, he used his mental power to check the situation of Zhang Lao.

The deterioration of the injury at this time is more from the spiritual world. Zhang Lao's spiritual body is no longer complete, the success rate of evasion is getting lower and lower, and there is a possibility of collapse at any time.

After listening to the others around, their hearts seemed to be grabbed by a big hand.

Zhang Lao's injury has deteriorated to such a degree, do you still need to implement a treatment plan similar to fighting poison with poison? How can Zhang Lao's body be able to bear it It's better to try to wake Zhang Lao and see if there is anything that has not been explained clearly.

Of course, no one dared to say these words, they could only think in their hearts.

It's too late to say it, and everyone is still in great grief.

"Sword come!"

Chen Yiming let out a low sigh.

Immediately afterwards, in the direction of Jiangnan Province, there was a thunderous explosion in the sky.

The air also suddenly became dull, and it seemed that every breath required more effort than normal.

At this moment, everyone in the room recovered from shock and looked at the sky outside the door.

I saw that on the distant skyline, the clouds were forcibly lined up, and the aura of the mountain was almost invisible on the land, similar to the scope of the impact of a typhoon.

Not long after, a dazzling light appeared first.

The next moment, a sword fell from the sky and landed in Chen Yiming's hands.

Looking at the appearance, the densely packed mysterious symbols were engraved on the sword body, neither in regular arrangement nor understood by anyone.

Chen Yiming didn't bother to pay attention to the stunned crowd.

He pretended that he was controlling the sword, and then directed a plain stabbing sword to Elder Zhang on the bed.

The sword burst out of the sky, and at the moment before it stabbed Zhang Lao, it turned into countless little swords that were much thinner than a needle, hitting all the fragments of mysterious symbols in Zhang Lao's body at almost the same time.

At this time, Zhang Lao was filled with extremely fine lights from head to toe. It is a bit similar to acupuncture, but the number of small swords is far from that of dozens of silver needles.

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