The sharp sword energy shot out, like the light from the sun, dazzling.
The man let out a terrifying scream, and two long knives appeared in his hands. Under the infusion of true energy, a sharp light suddenly appeared, and the cold air filled the air, and the sword energy from Qin Zheng was blown away. Dispersed in one fell swoop.
But he didn't expect that this was still not Qin Zheng's powerful move. At this moment, a sudden force burst out.
Before the man could react, he was already knocked away.
There was a loud bang, and the man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the crisis of life and death, he didn't hesitate at all, and he turned around and ran away regardless of his injuries.
Qin Zheng did not chase after him because he could sense that two people were already approaching him on the big tree not far away.
Both of them are at the pinnacle of the Seven Realms, and they have already developed a set of coordinated fighting methods, as if they are integrated into one.
"I really want to know who you are and why you want to kill me!" The people who came to Qin Zheng's mind were Qin Jiao and Tian Feng, but he could see that there were more than just two people who came here. shares, but many shares.
Are there many people who want to kill him? Could it be that Qin Zheng is the enemy of everyone in the world?
In this way, Qin Zheng has nothing to fear.
"It seems you have a lot of enemies, otherwise you wouldn't even know who wants to kill you!" This man was wearing a mask, and it could be seen from his voice and figure that he was a man.
Moreover, he is also a master who knows how to assassinate.
This sentence alone can have the effect of attacking the mind.
It's a pity that both Qin Zheng and Xie Yunxiao can be regarded as experts in this area.
This person wants to use careful means to deal with Qin Zheng, but it is obviously impossible to succeed.
Qin Zheng chuckled, "So what?"
At this moment, Qin Zheng's momentum suddenly rose, and a pure aura spread across the sky and the earth.
The man's mind trembled violently. He originally wanted to use a psychological attack on Qin Zheng, but he never thought that Qin Zheng's simple four words would actually affect his state of mind, causing flaws in his Qi machine.
Qin Zheng's long sword trembled and thrust out violently. The sword and man combined to attack the man's face head-on.
At this time, the other person also moved. The moment Qin Zheng was about to attack, he took action.
The cooperation between the two suddenly put Qin Zheng into a crisis situation where he was attacked from both sides.
At this moment, Qin Zheng's mind was very calm, and the ancient well was still, reflecting the surrounding environment.
He could clearly notice the changes in their moves. His expression remained unchanged, his body paused slightly, and his long sword swept out.
The sound of two metals clashing spread, and then they saw the two men flying backwards at the same time.
Then, Qin Zheng jumped up. He was in the void, but his sword had already been cut down.
The bright sword light was like the Milky Way falling from the sky. One of them was enveloped in it. The sound of screams was heard, and there were suddenly more than a dozen wounds on his body.
At the critical moment, it was another person who forced Qin Zheng back, otherwise, this blow would be enough to kill him.
"If you are not afraid of death, just come!" Qin Zheng said coldly. The long sword in his hand kept making a buzzing sound under the infusion of true energy.
At this time, several people jumped down from the big tree at the same time and surrounded Xie Yunxiao.
"Do you know how much your head is worth?" the leader asked, with a look of ridicule on his face.
Xie Yunxiao said: "I really don't know!"
"Five hundred thousand taels of gold!" the man said, with a burning look in his eyes.
Xie Yunxiao looked a little surprised in his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I could be so valuable. I don't know who gave the money. Why don't I go find him?"
The man was stunned for a moment and asked: "Are you planning to sell yourself?"
"It's so valuable, you can sell it!" Xie Yunxiao said with a smile.
Qin Zheng couldn't help but smile after hearing this.
Even in a life-and-death crisis, Xie Yunxiao can still talk and laugh.
"Give me your head!" The man's voice came out, and then he stabbed with a sword.
The remaining people moved at the same time, killing Xie Yunxiao from different directions.
They are all in the seventh realm, and no one is weak. They will not hold back when they take action.
Xie Yunxiao was in the middle, and I saw him walking out. Before these people could react, he had already arrived in front of one of them, stretched out his right hand, and gently touched his chest.
With a click, the man's chest suddenly sank and he fell to the ground. Then, after the remaining people lost one person, the siege formation was suddenly broken.
Xie Yunxiao would not give them a chance. After a slight pause, he turned around and rushed out. Before they could react, they were already killed by Xie Yunxiao.
In less than a cup of tea, more people died in the hands of Xie Yunxiao than in the hands of Qin Zheng. The people who came to surround Qin Zheng and Xie Yunxiao had already understood and looked gentle. The elegant Xie Yunxiao is the most ruthless in his actions.
He didn't even want to use many tricks to kill those people, but killed them with the fastest, most direct and most effective method.
Anyone who sees such a simple method of killing will shudder.
Looking at Xie Yunxiao again, these people could not help but feel a cold feeling in their hearts, and there was fear in their eyes.
"How many of you are here?" Xie Yunxiao asked suddenly. His voice was not very loud or majestic, but there was an inexplicable power in it.
"We have more people than you think. Why, are you still planning to surrender?"
At this time, a middle-aged man from the Eighth Realm walked over. He was dressed in black and had a knife in his hand.
This is not an ordinary knife. Just by looking at the style, there is no way to tell what kind of knife it is. But the knife in the sheath is like a sleeping tiger that will wake up at any time.
"No!" Xie Yunxiao turned back indifferently. He looked up and saw that Qin Zheng was surrounded by four or five people, all of whom were in the seventh realm.
The man had a look of surprise on his face and asked, "So, what are your last words?"
"What I want to say is, no matter who comes today, no matter who wants to kill us, we will kill as many as they come!"
Xie Yunxiao's not too loud voice came out, his expression was calm, and his fierce killing intent was released. Everyone here felt an inexplicable biting chill in their hearts.
It seemed that at this moment, Xie Yunxiao's sword was already placed on their necks, and life and death were just a word from Xie Yunxiao.
The middle-aged man in the eighth realm was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xie Yunxiao, his right hand already on the handle of the knife.
"This knife is called Falling Star. It's your honor to die under this knife!" The moment the middle-aged man's voice came out, the long knife had already been cut down.
Xie Yunxiao raised his head and glanced, stroking his right hand, and his sleeves suddenly fluttered out like a white cloud.
There was a click, and the Eighth Realm man never expected that his Falling Star Saber would break directly under Xie Yunxiao's palm.
The tip of the knife flew back and shot toward his eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to move away, but at this moment, a force immobilized him, making him unable to move.
"Damn it!" the middle-aged man yelled, and he used his lifelong skills to strike out the broken knife.
With a bang, the middle-aged man's hand holding the knife went numb, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief because the tip of the knife had been shot off.
But at this time, a fierce wind had already arrived in front of him, and before he could react, Xie Yunxiao's right palm was already pressing on his chest.
There was the familiar snapping sound of broken bones again, and then the middle-aged man from the Eighth Realm fell to the ground like that, with his eyes open and blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Xie Yunxiao glanced at everyone here, and the sharp light made these people have the idea of evading.
Encouraged by those words, Qin Zheng's eyes shone brightly, and he saw him pause slightly in the air, his body spinning, and a terrifying power of law spread out with him as the center.
With a loud bang, the people who besieged him were all blown away.
"Yes, no matter how many of you come, as long as they are enemies and want to kill us, we will kill as many as they come!" There was an inexplicable majesty in Qin Zheng's voice, like an invisible mountain pressing down on them. heart.
Then, Xie Yunxiao shot out like lightning. Before the two people who besieged him could react, Qin Zheng's sword penetrated their necks. Blood spattered and they fell to the ground, with horror in their eyes. color.
"Arrogant!" A man in black with his face covered suddenly came out. He waved his hands, and a large golden net suddenly fell from the sky.
At this moment, Xie Yunxiao and Qin Zheng were both trapped in the golden net.
This is no ordinary net. Under the urging of the true energy, the runes suddenly flicker, and a sudden power of law suddenly rolls away.
Those who came to surround Xie Yunxiao and Qin Zheng showed joy on their faces when they saw that the big net had trapped the two of them.
"Master, this network is not simple, it depends on you!" Qin Zheng smiled lightly, as if the danger in front of him was nothing.
Xie Yunxiao looked at the big green net, and the hairpin on his head flew out, turning into a snow-white sword and stabbing into the void.
But when a clicking sound was heard, a large hole was suddenly opened in the golden net that covered it.
"What?"
These people stared blankly at the broken net, each of them breathing rapidly. They had no idea what was happening.
"It's that sword, that's the legendary psychic weapon!" Someone shouted loudly. At this moment, many people looked at Xie Yunxiao, with a little more fiery color in their eyes.
Obviously, they valued the Xue Ji sword in Xie Yunxiao's hand.
An inexplicable coldness appeared on Xie Yunxiao's face. He looked at these people, and under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the Xueji Sword suddenly swept out with him as the center.
The closest of these people to Xie Yunxiao was nearly ten feet away.
However, Xie Yunxiao's sword light was too fast, and these people were overwhelmed by the sword light before they could react.
The screams came one after another, causing the forest to suddenly feel a bit inexplicably sad and cold.
With just one sword strike, more than a dozen people had been killed by Xie Yunxiao's sword.
At this moment, these people finally understood that what Xie Yunxiao said about killing as many as he wanted was not a lie, but that Xie Yunxiao could really do it.
But they could see that Xie Yunxiao was only at the seventh level.
