Chapter 110: The walking dead

"There is nothing to regret, I have already sworn a poisonous oath back then." Zhang Daolin gasped hard, staring at Xiao Zhe with a pair of bright red eyes, "As long as the Yin family can save my son, I will serve the Yin family for the rest of my life."

"Then have you ever thought that maybe it was the Yin family who set up the situation back then?" Xiao Zhe stood aside, not at all embarrassed, even his hairstyle was not messed up, "Intentionally seduce your son into a wrong path, and then use his life. Threatening you. In the end, the Yin family personally came forward to help you clean up the mess. All this is logical, especially from their perspective."

"Zhang Daolin, what are you doing?" Yin Hui shouted loudly from the rear, "Don't forget the vows you swore back then!"

Zhang Daolin trembled all over, and finally raised the long sword in his hand. It's just that this old man, who has accompanied him for countless years and defeated countless powerful enemies, already has a thousand pounds of weight.

"Some people are still alive, but he is dead." Xiao Zhe's face was full of sympathy, "Some people are dead, but he is still alive. Zhang Dasword Master, which kind do you think you are?"

"Enough, shut up! I told you to shut up, did you hear that!" Zhang Daolin seemed to be crazy, and a cloud of grudge burst out from the sword, "There is no Zhang Daolin here, Zhang Daolin is dead!"

"You are right, Zhang Daolin is dead!" Xiao Zhe's face gradually turned cold, "You are just a dog of the Yin family!"

After speaking, his body moved suddenly.

Zhang Daolin had a flower in front of him, and Xiao Zhe had already been lost.

"I'm here!" A cold voice suddenly came from behind him, Zhang Daolin was shocked and turned around hurriedly.

"Your people are still alive, but your heart is dead!" Xiao Zhe pointed to the position of the heart. In the other hand, a long sword glowing with silver light gradually took shape. "The current you is nothing but one. It's just a walking dead."

If you don't move, you move like thunder. Xiao Zhe perfectly reflected the movement and stillness, and he rushed towards Zhang Daolin like a bolt of lightning.

Zhang Daolin only felt the silver light dazzling in front of him, and his instinctive reaction made him hold his sword to parry.

The sword blades intersected, and there was a sound of golden posts, and there was even a series of sparks.

"You... are you a magician or a warrior?" Zhang Daolin felt that the pressure on his hand made him a little overwhelmed. Is this still the delicate and frail magician, "Why do you have such great power!"

"Who told you that a magician can't have such great power?" Xiao Zhe didn't stop, and continued to draw his sword. "You are out of date, old fellow!"

"Hahaha, Shuangxiu Mowu?" Zhang Daolin laughed suddenly, laughing wildly, "Another genius lost in power, and another genius who is about to die."

If it is used as an auxiliary practice, it is not impossible to practice both magic and martial arts. But there must be a focus, it is impossible to do it at the same time.

After all, when the manpower is poor, there is so much energy, and the result of the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts will generally become a half-hearted person in the end.

That's why Zhang Daolin said this.

"Keep on laughing, but you won't be able to laugh anymore soon!" Xiao Zhe was not surprised, but laughed together, "This is my original new profession, Magic Warrior!"

The long sword in his hand melted and turned into icy ice water. Afterwards, Xiao Zhe rushed forward with bare hands.