Keyboard Immortal

At this time, Ding Run suddenly stared at Zu'an: "It's just that I doubt you have so much money, you are going to die soon, so I can only ask for cash, don't ask me where to find what you hid, I never imagined that there would be 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." Zaun laughed.

Ding Run shook his head: "Believe me, sometimes living a long time may not be as good as dying happily."

Zaun replied, "I'd rather live."

"Forget it, then I'll kill them first, and I'll kill you after the last one." Ding Run turned to Sang Hong and the others after speaking, "Master Sang, I've offended you."

After speaking, the light of the saber flashed and a gust of saber energy directly struck at the two of them.

At this moment, Sang Hong suddenly moved, picked up the iron chain in his hand and went up to meet him, and met the opponent's long knife, rubbing a series of sparks.

Even so, the scattered saber energy split the carriage to pieces, and a bunch of people fell out.

"The restriction on you has been lifted?" Ding Run held the long knife in his hand, as if he had never drawn it.

Sang Hong looked at Huang Huihong who was lying aside and sighed: "I also want to thank Commander Huang for breaking the restraint on me before he died."

Only then did Ding Run remember that Huang Huihong seemed to reach out towards the carriage just before he died. At that time, he thought he was trying to grab something, but now he realized that it was to lift his restraint.

"Then it seems that you deliberately talked so much with me just now, just to delay his recovery?" He couldn't help but look at Za'an at the side, his face was a little ugly, he didn't expect to be tricked by someone today .

Sang Hong also looked at Zu'an, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "I didn't expect you to guess it. I admire your quick reaction."

You must know that Huang Huihong had time to lift the restriction on him alone before he died. It stands to reason that no one else would know except himself.

"I'm just guessing, I'm lucky," Zaun smiled, and then looked at Ding Run, "But our entrustment is still valid. If we still die by then, you can kill it for me." The mastermind behind the scenes."

Ding Run sneered: "You're smart, you won't suffer no matter what."

Sang Qian was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Father, quickly untie the restraint for me."

Who knows that Sang Hong didn't reply, but just stared at Ding Run on the other side.

Zaan on the side snorted: "You are stupid, you will give it away if you join them in a fight at that level, and your father is now locked by the opponent's aura, obviously he doesn't want to be distracted, you are still yelling at the side Call."

Sang Qian was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, but after being scolded by him, he was still secretly angry: Hmph, after my father has dealt with Ding Run, see if I don't skin you and cramp you, so that I can vent my hatred.

The anger value from Sang Qian is +792!

Zaun didn't bother to care about him, and now his attention was on the two people in the field.

Ding Run has regained his composure after being angry at the beginning. He looked at Sang Hong and said, "I have heard for a long time that Mr. Sang is an eighth-rank master. Today I want to learn it."

Sang Hong said in a deep voice: "You are very famous in the industry. I heard that there were also eight-rank practitioners who died in your hands. It is nothing to you to think about eight-rank practitioners."

"No matter what, it's an eighth grade. It's much harder to kill than ordinary targets. I'll tell my employer to pay more when I go back." As soon as Ding Run's words fell, the long knife was out of its sheath.

The speed was so fast that others couldn't see the trajectory of his knife clearly, and could only feel a cold light passing by.

Sang Hong was already fully on guard, waving the broken shackles in his hands to meet them. The shackles used by these embroidered messengers to imprison people were all made of black iron, and they were quite good as weapons.

The two crossed and exchanged positions. This time, Ding Run's knife was not retracted into the scabbard again, and only then did Zu'an and others at the side get a glimpse of the whole picture.

Compared with normal swords, his blade is extremely narrow and long, more like Japanese Japanese swords from previous lives, even longer than Japanese swords.

It should be white on the top, but it seems that a faint dark red color can be seen faintly.

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 soaked into the blade and merged with the blade.

In connection with his profession, it is obviously self-evident what that dark red color is so thick that it cannot be melted away.

Even though there was a distance, the murderous aura from the blade still made people feel chills all over the body, and even felt a fine and dense needle prick on the skin.

Zu'an's expression was dignified, this guy had turned his murderous aura into substance, so strong a murderous aura to such a degree, he didn't know how many people had to be killed to raise it.

Sang Qian on the side also had an ugly face. After all, he was considered a master. At this time, he had noticed that his father had a cut of about an inch or two in the front of his chest. Still fell into a disadvantage.

"Your Excellency is such a fast knife." Sang Hong stared at Ding Run opposite him, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't need to look to know the condition of his clothes.

Ding Run grinned: "We in this profession live a life of licking blood with a knife. How can we do it if the knife is not fast. On the contrary, Mr. Sang, you are so pampered and you rarely do anything on weekdays. I am afraid that you are not my opponent. "

"That's not necessarily the case." Sang Hong snorted, and he didn't want to lose his momentum in the life-and-death fight. He saw him grabbing the chains on both sides with both hands, and a flame suddenly became angry, and soon the flames burned the chains red.

Then he waved the "Fire Whip" with both hands and whipped towards the opponent. When he met him, his beard and hair were all splayed, and his whole person seemed to have an inexplicable power.

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

This is the first time Zuan saw Sang Hong make a full-strength move. In Linchuan County, he used to be the top leader. He didn't need to make a move in person on weekdays. Many times, with a little arrangement, there would be countless chess pieces to help him achieve his goal.

Now at the critical moment of life and death, everyone just remembered that he is also an eighth-rank powerhouse.

"It turns out that he is a practitioner of the fire element." Zu An thought to himself that this is really not in line with Sang Hong's temperament. You must know that he has always been calm and quiet, making decisions before acting, which is completely different from the irritable personality of most fire element practitioners.

But after thinking about it, Sang Qian is also a fire element. It is normal for their father and son to awaken the same element and practice similar skills.

The only thing I don't understand is that they are all fire elements, why do they have to find Zheng Dan from the water element to be the wife of the Sang family? Isn't it clear that water and fire are incompatible.

At this time, Sang Hong's fiery whip shadow was everywhere in the arena, and Ding Run was almost drawn several times, but he narrowly avoided it.

Finally, once it was unavoidable, he raised his knife to block, and with a bang, he flew backwards for a distance of several feet.

Sang Hong didn't continue to attack, the stormy attack just now couldn't help him, and any further attack would be a waste of energy.

"Your attack is over, it's my turn." Ding Run smiled, raised the long knife in front of him, and flicked the blade lightly with his fingers.

The sound is crisp and pleasant, and it is clear that this is a good knife.

Everyone doesn't understand what the purpose of his knife is, how about showing off his knife?

Only Sang Hong's face suddenly changed, and he hurried to the side, but it was a moment too late, a cloud of blood burst on his arm, and a long wound appeared on it.

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

Invisible sword energy!

Everyone in the field is not mediocre, and immediately reacted.

Sang Hong said in a deep voice: "It has been said in the world that Lay Jiaqian played his sword and sang bitterly in his early years, and Yeju Wang's family didn't appreciate it. The world thought that you played your sword and sang for self-entertainment, but they didn't expect this to be your murder." trick!"

Ding Run smiled slightly: "It's hard to find a bosom friend in high mountains and flowing waters. I didn't expect Mr. Sang to know Ding's past so well. If so, then please Mr. Sang give a good comment on my song with a sword."