Bodyguard of the Goddess

Chapter 2273: A haggard look!

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Every word Xiao Zheng said was like a steel needle piercing Zhao Yin's heart.

Has he been seen through by Xiao Zheng

Perhaps, Xiao Zheng did reveal some of his trump cards. But even so, did he lose

As the first god-level expert born, will Zhao Yin lose to a grandmaster-level expert

This is no longer just a battle of revenge. It is also a battle to defend the glory of a god-level powerhouse.

Zhao Yin did not allow himself to lose to Xiao Zheng. What's more, he still has plenty of capital. Even though Xiao Zheng seemed to have gradually taken control of the battle. Even though - he does seem to have a weaker aura than Xiao Zheng.

But there are many bluffing people in this world. Whether Xiao Zheng is bluffing depends on the specific situation that follows.

Xiao Zheng slashes horizontally.

He walked towards Zhao Yin again.

His whole body exuded a monstrous aura, not only himself, but also the knife he held tightly in his hand.

It seemed that even the blade felt Xiao Zheng's strong killing intent. It's buzzing and trembling.

"Such a strong killing intent." The old monk looked stern.

"Do you feel it?" Ye Yuhua asked slightly curiously.

"No need to feel it." The old monk shook his head gently and said. "You can tell just by looking."

Ye Yuhua was slightly startled. He immediately pursed his lips and said, "This is indeed your world, not mine."

Ye Yuhua has lived a pampered life since she was a child. She can be said to be one of the first eldest ladies from the founding of the People's Republic of China. And he was born with a golden key in his mouth.

Ye Gong's brilliance and glory have attracted Ye Yuhua's attention since he was a child. Coupled with her own talents and talents, she is even more favored by God.

Perhaps it was really reaching the extreme that led to her becoming the Qing Deng Ancient Buddha for more than 20 years. This is probably the true meaning of life.

If you gain too much, you have to lose something to make up for it. Is this the meaning of heaven

"Perhaps, Azheng will really bring us unexpected results." The old monk said softly. There was a special excitement in his words.

First of all, like Ye Yuhua, he hoped that Xiao Zheng could return with a great victory. Although this seems to the old monk as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Secondly, Xiao Zheng carries the hopes of too many people. Nothing can happen to him. Once he falls, the situation in the Forty-Nine Cities will undergo huge fluctuations. It may even affect the interests of everyone.

Publicly and privately, the old monk hopes that Xiao Zheng can win this tough battle.

The same is true for Ye Yuhua.

Whoosh!

Xiao Zheng was like a bolt of lightning that suddenly refracted and came to Zhao Yin's left side very beautifully. Then the blade flashed and came to Zhao Yin's neck in an instant.

His move was so fast and urgent that if he had used it in front of ordinary people, he would not even have time to react and would be shot dead on the spot.

But his opponent is not an ordinary person, not even an ordinary strong man. But the legendary god-level powerhouse. Could he be harvested by Xiao Zheng so easily

It's obviously impossible.

When Xiao Zheng struck out with his sword, Zhao Yin suddenly reversed his position and blocked Xiao Zheng's strike with his sword.

But maybe it's passive defense after all. Xiao Zheng's knife still pressed deeply, and even the back of Zhao Yin's knife touched his own neck.

I even felt the chill coming from Xiao Zheng's knife!

There was a loud bang. The blades collided, and Xiao Zheng struck out again after one strike. Zhao Yin took advantage of this gap and pulled back. Avoided Xiao Zheng's attack range.

This knife seemed to be nothing fancy, but it succeeded in making Zhao Yin suffer a small loss.

"Why are you hiding?" Xiao Zheng had a gloomy face, but a devilish sneer spread from the corners of his lips.

He leaned forward again and pressed towards Zhao Yin aggressively.

The knife in his hand seemed to grow in his hand. As long as he has a thought, the blade will strike at the designated part of him without any scruples.

The difference between masters and ordinary people is not only hand speed, but also the ability to make the most accurate judgment in the shortest time. It's going out, it's taking in, it's going in, it's going back, it doesn't even go through the brain anymore. It's a subconscious neurological reaction.

Another five minutes of stalemate. Xiao Zheng gradually took the initiative. And Zhao Yin's offensive is no longer as proactive and aggressive as before. Even if we just look at the overall situation, Xiao Zheng has been able to fight Zhao Yin forty-six times.

Xiao Zhengliu.

"Are you so proud so soon?" Zhao Yin's face suddenly became relaxed after a brief moment of unhappiness. "You seem to be happy too early."

"Huh?" Xiao Zheng slashed out with his knife, as if he had no time to talk to him.

Zhao Yin faced Xiao Zheng's extremely fierce sword. The whole person's aura suddenly exploded.

In an instant, Zhao Yin resisted Xiao Zheng's sword forcefully. Then, the whole body suddenly swooped up. The knife in his hand roared towards him like a swimming dragon. Directly to Xiao Zheng's throat!

Keng!

Xiao Zheng tried his best to slash it open, and while feeling horrified, his body suddenly shot back.

If he had been half a minute too late or half an inch too slow with that strike just now, he might have been killed by Zhao Yin's strike.

Like Zhao Yin, he could faintly smell the coldness on the blade. That terrifying breath of death!

Xiao Zheng was a little confused and became even more confused.

He thought he had completely seen through Zhao Yin's trump card. But now it seems that he has not reached that point.

At least there are still many unsolved mysteries about Zhao Yin.

For example, the power of the sword just now was not even inferior to Xiao Zheng's Wuming sword!

You know, Xiao Zheng's unique skill in pressing the box was the Wuming Knife. Today's Dragon Head is only an improved version. It can be said that we can make further progress.

But Zhao Yin's sudden sword attack reached the power of Wuming's sword. It can be seen that Zhao Yin's comprehensive strength and even his accomplishments in using swords are no longer understandable by ordinary people.

"Do you think you're the only one who can play with a knife?" Zhao Yin said with cold eyes. "You may not know that when I was young, my two favorite things were strong liquor and a good knife."

"Do you really think you've seen through me completely?"

"Or. Do you think you can defeat me?"

Zhao Yin slowly raised the blade: "Then, let me show you what the real sword technique is!"

After saying that, Zhao Yin paused, as if he was accumulating strength, and as if he was waiting for something.

Xiao Zheng couldn't finish it until he took one breath. Zhao Yin suddenly moved forward. The knife in his hand buzzed loudly, like a lion's roar, and slashed towards Xiao Zheng's chest!

Xiao Zheng raised his eyebrows and seemed not afraid at all. He fought fiercely with his sword and once again fought with Zhao Yin.

"I can't understand. I can't understand more and more." The old monk felt his heart twitch.

This battle lasted too long.

The fight was too ups and downs.

The old monk thought to himself that he might not even be able to withstand Zhao Yin's first wave of offensive. Will be defeated.

But Xiao Zheng has already played the third round with Zhao Yin.

He could clearly see the sweat on Xiao Zheng's back.

And the increasingly haggard look on his face.

He knew that Xiao Zheng might not be able to hold on for long.

Although, he seems to understand Zhao Yin better and better, and is getting closer and closer to the truth...