"Give us your life?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the man with a long sword hanging around his waist, "Do you know who we are?"

"This one..." The man with a long sword hanging on his waist pointed at the man holding two snow-white long swords in his hand and said, "It's the King of Beiliang in Xishan, two swords!"

"This one..." He pointed at the person who stepped on the ground with one foot, "It's the Southeastern God of One Foot, the King of Foot Power!"

"As for me," he pointed at himself again, "I am not a powerful person, but thanks to my friends in the world, I gave me a nickname called Yanyu Sword God and Nie Jiujian."

After Nie Jiujian introduced these people, he looked at Xiao Zheng with a joking smile on his lips, "Will you still think you can spare our lives when you hear these names?"

Xiao Zheng smiled disdainfully and said something in his mouth that made everyone's expressions change sharply, "What a mess of weeds, I haven't heard of them."

"you……"

Nie Jiujian was immediately furious: "You dare to despise us!"

Xiao Zheng looked cold, "I'll say another word, get out of here, otherwise you will be killed!"

Nie Jiujian's eyes twitched, obviously extremely angry. Since he became the name of Sword God of Smoky Rain, no one has ignored him like this.

"You are so arrogant, let me see if your strength is worthy of your words!" Nie Jiujian shouted fiercely and drew his sword out of the sheath.

Clam!

In the darkness of the night, a cold light flashed, and the arrogant sword tip pricked Xiao Zheng's throat.

Xiao Zheng was angry in his voice, "It seems that you didn't take my words seriously, okay, since this is the path you chose, then bear the consequences yourself!"

Facing the sword edge, Xiao Zheng did not dodge or avoid it. He stretched out his finger and bounced it on the sword spine. With a sound, the long sword broke immediately.

Nie Jiujian's expression changed drastically and he said in a lost voice: "How is this possible?"

His sword is an extremely strong and sharp alloy forged with modern high-tech technology. It is a real magic weapon.

Xiao Zheng used a finger to drive the sword from the middle, which was simply a myth.

Nie Jiujian couldn't believe it.

Xiao Zheng looked cold and said, "There is nothing impossible."

After saying that, he suddenly stepped forward and came to Nie Jiujian, punched him and hit Nie Jiujian's stomach. With a bang, Nie Jiujian flew backwards.

King Beiliang had two swords and the southeastern King of Divine Foot saw this scene, and couldn't help but take a step back, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"What kind of monster is this?"

They were all shocked.

Nie Jiujian, the Smoky Divine Sword, was actually punched away!

The King of Beiliang suddenly raised the two swords in his hand, with a ferocious look on his face, and shouted: "This person is not simple, we have to go together!"

In addition to the three famous masters Nie Jiujian and others, there are many powerful people. Although the reputation is not as great as these three, they are also very strong. With the three of them, the total number is nine.

The King of Foot Power also shouted: "Yes, come on together and kill him!"

Xiao Zheng walked towards the villa gate without even looking at the people. He said coldly: "Those who block me will die!"

"Pooh!"

The two knives spit on the ground, as if they were encouraging themselves. Finally, they roared and danced two sharp long knives, like two storms, slashing towards Xiao Zheng.

"The feet shake the southeast!"

The god of the Southeast also roared, stepped heavily on the ground with his left foot, and his body soared into the sky. Then he stretched out his right foot and pointed it at Xiao Zheng, and it crashed like a meteor, as if a giant fell from the sky and was about to trample Xiao Zheng to death.

The remaining six masters rushed up.

Xiao Zheng was still walking forward without stopping.

When the two swords danced and the storm-like long swords came, he just stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrists of the two swords. He used his fingers to force it. The two swords hurt and let go of the knife in his hand.

Xiao Zheng let go of the wrists of the two knives, grabbed the long snow-white knife that fell from the hands of the two knives, and slashed it with his backhand. The light of the knife flashed in the darkness.

puff!

The heads of the two knives fell to the ground, and blood soared into the sky from the broken mouth on the neck, and under the huge blood pressure, it rushed up to three meters high.

At this time.

The god of the Southeast kick had already arrived at Xiao Zheng's head.

His right foot was extremely terrifying and contained unimaginable power. It is said that he once fell down and stepped on an elephant to death!

Faced with this attack from God, Xiao Zheng did not even look up.

The hand he did not hold the knife suddenly raised it and punched the sky.

The next moment, something shocking happened. A dazzling white light appeared on Xiao Zheng's fist. The dazzling white light, with a strong masculinity, soared into the sky like a burning blood and hit the god's feet in an instant.

boom!

The god's right foot burst under this white light, and blood mist filled the sky.

"Gang...Gangqi!"

A strange expression appeared on the face of the god's face, and finally a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hey...hehe, it turns out that the person we are going to deal with is such a monster."

After saying that, he thrust his feet and fell to the ground with a thud. Blood gushed out of his broken leg and it was completely dead in just a moment.

The six masters who were about to attack Xiao Zheng also screamed when they saw the blazing white light burst out from Xiao Zheng's fist.

"This is impossible!"

"Gangqi...isn't that something that only innate masters can possess?"

"Innate, innate, then... that's a legend!"

The faces of these people showed a look of horror, and their whole bodies froze. They stopped in place, and just watched Xiao Zheng walk towards the villa gate, but they didn't dare to move.

joke!

If they are innate masters, how could they be opponents?

"Hey...hey..."

Just then, a sneer came from beside him. Nie Jiujian stood up, holding the broken sword that was broken by Xiao Zheng in his hand.

He stared at Xiao Zheng, coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his face was excited, "I didn't expect that you were actually a natural person! Hehe, this terrifying level that can completely abuse the peak soldier king can become a powerful clan tribe in a Shishi family!"

Nie Jiujian talked about the terror of the innate master, but he could not see any fear on his face, but instead he had a strange excitement.

"This is interesting. Actually... I am also innate! I entered the innate with the Smoky Rain Sword Dao and was called the Sword God. I don't know how compared to you. Xiao Zheng, turn around and fight me!"

Nie Jiujian roared.

White light suddenly surged from his hands, and the air around him seemed to be slightly distorted. A breath that could shake all things was surging like a tsunami, surging out.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!