From Qiu Xiaoyu's point of view, he is the kind of person who, after eating a fish, will put the fish back on the plate exactly as it was. And guys like An Zheng are just ordinary people who just throw it into the trash can after eating.
Those thousands of knives struck An Zheng, as if a man rounded his arms and used a kitchen knife to chop at the hardest stone. It looked full of momentum, but it only left shallow lines on the stone. of white seal. The white marks on An Zheng's body are his torn clothes.
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
Qiu Xiaoyu moved, only her eyes moved.
[Breaking the world]
Qiu Xiaoyu never thought that he would become a common person like An Zheng. He felt that everything must be done neatly. For example, the number of knives he left on Nie Qing's body just now was the same as the number of knives he left on Fei Qiansong.
With a bang, the sword energy was shattered by An Zheng's bones.
"You have already made me happy. It has been many years since anyone asked me to use heavy thunder. The first level of my sword skills is chaos blade, the second level is heavy thunder, and the third level is breaking the world. There is only one person in this world who allowed me to use Breaking the World, and it’s already amazing that you allowed me to use Heavy Thunder.”
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
Every penny of other people's money has been earned through hard work, so of course they have the right to be picky when they spend their earned money in an honest and fair manner. Anyone who tries to stop this kind of fussiness or look down upon this kind of fussiness is a fool, always.
"It takes at least half a month to make each piece of Rui Qingfeng's clothes. Every stitch and every stitch is made of the finest materials. We even have to consider the weather when making clothes. What kind of water temperature will the clothes be exposed to after they are made?" Soaking and drying at what temperature are all very particular, just cut them into pieces for me.”
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.
When An Zheng passed by Fei Qiansong, Fei Qiansong raised his hand with a dying breath and said help me in a weak voice.
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
"Pooh."
[Breaking the world]
Countless knives struck An Zheng's bones, and countless knives were shattered. No matter how violent or cruel the sword energy is, An Zheng's bones will be shattered the moment they come into contact.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
An Zheng ignored it, threw down a bottle of wound medicine and strode away.
The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up slightly, because he had already seen An Zheng's fate.
Countless knives struck An Zheng's bones, and countless knives were shattered. No matter how violent or cruel the sword energy is, An Zheng's bones will be shattered the moment they come into contact.
"Will you try to chop me again?"
Save her
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
"Will you try to chop me again?"
Cruelty to oneself.
The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up slightly, because he had already seen An Zheng's fate.
For An Zheng to be able to leave a bottle of medicine there, it was already the end of his kindness. In An Zheng's eyes, no one in Fei Lingdu deserves death. And even if it means killing, it should not be done simply and neatly. They killed them using whatever means they used to kill others.
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
"There's something wrong."
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
For An Zheng to be able to leave a bottle of medicine there, it was already the end of his kindness. In An Zheng's eyes, no one in Fei Lingdu deserves death. And even if it means killing, it should not be done simply and neatly. They killed them using whatever means they used to kill others.
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
"Are you bothered?"
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
An Zheng stood behind Qiu Xiaoyu, raised his knees and pressed against Qiu Xiaoyu's back. He grabbed Qiu Xiaoyu's arms with both hands and pulled them back... Two streams of blood mist sprayed out, and An Zheng pulled his arms directly. down.
The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up slightly, because he had already seen An Zheng's fate.
Some people say that intangibility is the highest state of sword energy. However, when a person has reached the intangible state and then makes his sword energy tangible, there is only one reason... that is, the tangible is stronger.
"You have murderous intent."
Because An Zheng's clothes were broken.
But, doesn’t it make sense
"Will you try to chop me again?"
Cruelty to oneself.
Qiu Xiaoyu never thought that he would become a common person like An Zheng. He felt that everything must be done neatly. For example, the number of knives he left on Nie Qing's body just now was the same as the number of knives he left on Fei Qiansong.
"In the whole world, I am the only one with the sword."
He said.
Of course it makes sense.
[Breaking the world]
"If you don't experience it, you don't know what heavy thunder is."
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
"There's something wrong."
However, it was Qiu Xiaoyu whose face became increasingly ugly.
Every penny of other people's money has been earned through hard work, so of course they have the right to be picky when they spend their earned money in an honest and fair manner. Anyone who tries to stop this kind of fussiness or look down upon this kind of fussiness is a fool, always.
"You must have killed a lot of people before you came here, that's why you have this kind of unquenchable murderous intention. I like to fight with someone who can kill, otherwise it will be boring."
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
Some people say that intangibility is the highest state of sword energy. However, when a person has reached the intangible state and then makes his sword energy tangible, there is only one reason... that is, the tangible is stronger.
Of course it makes sense.
How does it feel when a knife as big as a door panel cuts into the same spot over and over again
Every penny of other people's money has been earned through hard work, so of course they have the right to be picky when they spend their earned money in an honest and fair manner. Anyone who tries to stop this kind of fussiness or look down upon this kind of fussiness is a fool, always.
Qiu Xiaoyu never thought that he would become a common person like An Zheng. He felt that everything must be done neatly. For example, the number of knives he left on Nie Qing's body just now was the same as the number of knives he left on Fei Qiansong.
When An Zheng passed by Fei Qiansong, Fei Qiansong raised his hand with a dying breath and said help me in a weak voice.
Qiu Xiaoyu moved, only her eyes moved.
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little pride was the sign of an idiot. If he was willing to dodge, would Qiu Xiaoyu hit the same spot with his knife
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
An Zheng's body seemed to be cut by thousands of knives at the same time. At first, An Zheng thought it was a very domineering pupil technique. Then An Zheng realized that it was not a pupil technique, but a superb sword technique.
An Zheng ignored it, threw down a bottle of wound medicine and strode away.
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
His knife is not in his hand, not in its scabbard, or even in its scabbard. His knife is his eyes. Therefore, Nie Qingxiu's domineering body and Fei Qiansong's floating body have no way to deal with this kind of eye knife. If Nie Qing could get close, he might still be able to fight Qiu Xiaoyu. However, when he fights against someone like Qiu Xiaoyu, he will never get a chance to get close.
The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up slightly, because he had already seen An Zheng's fate.
Looking at the messy corpse fragments on the ground, An Zheng thought of Qiu Xiaoyu's habit of splicing and reassembling the people he killed. He squatted down, picked up two pieces and tried to piece them together. His patience allowed him to hold on for a third of the time. A half-body move, and then a kick to kick all the assembled pieces away.
"So expensive."
"You have murderous intent."
Thousands of knives were struck, but none of them left An Zheng's body, because Qiu Xiaoyu just looked at An Zheng. No matter how fast a person thinks, the first reaction is definitely not his hands, but his eyes. The eyes are the organ closest to the brain. After the brain makes a judgment and transmits it to the eyes, the reaction time may only be one ten thousandth of a second faster than the reaction time of an expert when it is transmitted to the hand. However, the same reaction time is enough for an expert.
puff!
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Cruelty to oneself.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
When An Zheng passed by Fei Qiansong, Fei Qiansong raised his hand with a dying breath and said help me in a weak voice.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
Cruelty to oneself.
An Zheng's body seemed to be cut by thousands of knives at the same time. At first, An Zheng thought it was a very domineering pupil technique. Then An Zheng realized that it was not a pupil technique, but a superb sword technique.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Tangible and yet invisible, a sword as big as a door panel slashed at An Zheng's wound, which more than doubled in size. The second knife followed closely, completely cutting An Zheng's skin and flesh. With a pop, the knife struck An Zheng's bones. At that moment, Qiu Xiaoyu's body took a step back... He I don't even know why I took a step back.
"So expensive."
Because An Zheng's clothes were broken.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
That person's name is Tan Shanse.
"No mortal power can harm my divine bones."
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
Those thousands of knives struck An Zheng, as if a man rounded his arms and used a kitchen knife to chop at the hardest stone. It looked full of momentum, but it only left shallow lines on the stone. of white seal. The white marks on An Zheng's body are his torn clothes.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
[Breaking the world]
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
But, doesn’t it make sense
Qiu Xiaoyu never thought that he would become a common person like An Zheng. He felt that everything must be done neatly. For example, the number of knives he left on Nie Qing's body just now was the same as the number of knives he left on Fei Qiansong.
How does it feel when a knife as big as a door panel cuts into the same spot over and over again
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
"So expensive."
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
The first knife slashed at An Zheng's body, leaving a mark on An Zheng's skin, and the second knife struck with great precision, right at the spot where it was cut. After two stabs, An Zheng's skin split open with a tiny cut, followed by three, four, five... hits.
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up slightly, because he had already seen An Zheng's fate.
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.
In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little pride was the sign of an idiot. If he was willing to dodge, would Qiu Xiaoyu hit the same spot with his knife
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
An Zheng didn't stop. Every step he took was slow and heavy. The heaviness was not caused by himself, but by the pressure and impact force exerted on his body by the sword energy. An Zheng was like a fool. He seemed to be able to avoid the knife flow by taking one step to the left or right, but he refused to avoid it and continued to move forward with the determination of an idiot who said, "I don't believe you can kill me."
"No mortal power can harm my divine bones."
[Heavy thunder]
"It takes at least half a month to make each piece of Rui Qingfeng's clothes. Every stitch and every stitch is made of the finest materials. We even have to consider the weather when making clothes. What kind of water temperature will the clothes be exposed to after they are made?" Soaking and drying at what temperature are all very particular, just cut them into pieces for me.”
Qiu Xiaoyu was a little annoyed. He thought An Zheng was a fool. The two of them were struggling, and he was chattering endlessly because of a piece of clothing, like an old man who was already dying. When I buy two taels of peanuts, I have to pick them one by one, and then I have to tell the peanut seller solemnly and seriously that the money I earn is not easy, and every penny is not easy.
An Zheng didn't stop. Every step he took was slow and heavy. The heaviness was not caused by himself, but by the pressure and impact force exerted on his body by the sword energy. An Zheng was like a fool. He seemed to be able to avoid the knife flow by taking one step to the left or right, but he refused to avoid it and continued to move forward with the determination of an idiot who said, "I don't believe you can kill me."
An Zheng didn't stop. Every step he took was slow and heavy. The heaviness was not caused by himself, but by the pressure and impact force exerted on his body by the sword energy. An Zheng was like a fool. He seemed to be able to avoid the knife flow by taking one step to the left or right, but he refused to avoid it and continued to move forward with the determination of an idiot who said, "I don't believe you can kill me."
The sword energy, which was more than two meters long, flew over in a rotating direction, one after another. Each rotating blade did not go in a straight line, but no matter what kind of arc it was, it would eventually hit the previous wound. Part of the reason was that An Zheng did it deliberately. He just kept moving in the same direction. But it is enough to show that the accuracy of these blades is jaw-dropping.
Qiu Xiaoyu was a little annoyed. He thought An Zheng was a fool. The two of them were struggling, and he was chattering endlessly because of a piece of clothing, like an old man who was already dying. When I buy two taels of peanuts, I have to pick them one by one, and then I have to tell the peanut seller solemnly and seriously that the money I earn is not easy, and every penny is not easy.
That person's name is Tan Shanse.
He said.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
"Pooh."
An Zheng picked up a corner of his clothes and asked.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
But, doesn’t it make sense
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
How does it feel when a knife as big as a door panel cuts into the same spot over and over again
An Zheng ignored it, threw down a bottle of wound medicine and strode away.
Of course it makes sense.
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
puff!
"You have already made me happy. It has been many years since anyone asked me to use heavy thunder. The first level of my sword skills is chaos blade, the second level is heavy thunder, and the third level is breaking the world. There is only one person in this world who allowed me to use Breaking the World, and it’s already amazing that you allowed me to use Heavy Thunder.”
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
Looking at the messy corpse fragments on the ground, An Zheng thought of Qiu Xiaoyu's habit of splicing and reassembling the people he killed. He squatted down, picked up two pieces and tried to piece them together. His patience allowed him to hold on for a third of the time. A half-body move, and then a kick to kick all the assembled pieces away.
An Zheng's body seemed to be cut by thousands of knives at the same time. At first, An Zheng thought it was a very domineering pupil technique. Then An Zheng realized that it was not a pupil technique, but a superb sword technique.
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
"You must have killed a lot of people before you came here, that's why you have this kind of unquenchable murderous intention. I like to fight with someone who can kill, otherwise it will be boring."
Every penny of other people's money has been earned through hard work, so of course they have the right to be picky when they spend their earned money in an honest and fair manner. Anyone who tries to stop this kind of fussiness or look down upon this kind of fussiness is a fool, always.
His knife is not in his hand, not in its scabbard, or even in its scabbard. His knife is his eyes. Therefore, Nie Qingxiu's domineering body and Fei Qiansong's floating body have no way to deal with this kind of eye knife. If Nie Qing could get close, he might still be able to fight Qiu Xiaoyu. However, when he fights against someone like Qiu Xiaoyu, he will never get a chance to get close.
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
"No mortal power can harm my divine bones."
After being cut with thousands of knives, An Zheng's clothes were damaged, but there were no scars on An Zheng's body. Qiu Xiaoyu even wanted to peel off the tattered clothes and take a closer look. If even one He would feel like a failure if he didn't even have a shallow white mark.
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
From Qiu Xiaoyu's point of view, he is the kind of person who, after eating a fish, will put the fish back on the plate exactly as it was. And guys like An Zheng are just ordinary people who just throw it into the trash can after eating.
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
"Will you try to chop me again?"
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
"In the whole world, I am the only one with the sword."
However, it was Qiu Xiaoyu whose face became increasingly ugly.
An Zheng picked up a corner of his clothes and asked.
The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up slightly, because he had already seen An Zheng's fate.
[Heavy thunder]
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
For An Zheng to be able to leave a bottle of medicine there, it was already the end of his kindness. In An Zheng's eyes, no one in Fei Lingdu deserves death. And even if it means killing, it should not be done simply and neatly. They killed them using whatever means they used to kill others.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
The first knife slashed at An Zheng's body, leaving a mark on An Zheng's skin, and the second knife struck with great precision, right at the spot where it was cut. After two stabs, An Zheng's skin split open with a tiny cut, followed by three, four, five... hits.
Thousands of knives were struck, but none of them left An Zheng's body, because Qiu Xiaoyu just looked at An Zheng. No matter how fast a person thinks, the first reaction is definitely not his hands, but his eyes. The eyes are the organ closest to the brain. After the brain makes a judgment and transmits it to the eyes, the reaction time may only be one ten thousandth of a second faster than the reaction time of an expert when it is transmitted to the hand. However, the same reaction time is enough for an expert.
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
"It takes at least half a month to make each piece of Rui Qingfeng's clothes. Every stitch and every stitch is made of the finest materials. We even have to consider the weather when making clothes. What kind of water temperature will the clothes be exposed to after they are made?" Soaking and drying at what temperature are all very particular, just cut them into pieces for me.”
"Are you bothered?"
Some people say that intangibility is the highest state of sword energy. However, when a person has reached the intangible state and then makes his sword energy tangible, there is only one reason... that is, the tangible is stronger.
Because An Zheng's clothes were broken.
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
Every penny of other people's money has been earned through hard work, so of course they have the right to be picky when they spend their earned money in an honest and fair manner. Anyone who tries to stop this kind of fussiness or look down upon this kind of fussiness is a fool, always.
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
"So expensive."
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
How does it feel when a knife as big as a door panel cuts into the same spot over and over again
An Zheng's body seemed to be cut by thousands of knives at the same time. At first, An Zheng thought it was a very domineering pupil technique. Then An Zheng realized that it was not a pupil technique, but a superb sword technique.
[Heavy thunder]
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
The first knife slashed at An Zheng's body, leaving a mark on An Zheng's skin, and the second knife struck with great precision, right at the spot where it was cut. After two stabs, An Zheng's skin split open with a tiny cut, followed by three, four, five... hits.
Tangible and yet invisible, a sword as big as a door panel slashed at An Zheng's wound, which more than doubled in size. The second knife followed closely, completely cutting An Zheng's skin and flesh. With a pop, the knife struck An Zheng's bones. At that moment, Qiu Xiaoyu's body took a step back... He I don't even know why I took a step back.
Thousands of knives were struck, but none of them left An Zheng's body, because Qiu Xiaoyu just looked at An Zheng. No matter how fast a person thinks, the first reaction is definitely not his hands, but his eyes. The eyes are the organ closest to the brain. After the brain makes a judgment and transmits it to the eyes, the reaction time may only be one ten thousandth of a second faster than the reaction time of an expert when it is transmitted to the hand. However, the same reaction time is enough for an expert.
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
"You have murderous intent."
Cruelty to oneself.
"You have already made me happy. It has been many years since anyone asked me to use heavy thunder. The first level of my sword skills is chaos blade, the second level is heavy thunder, and the third level is breaking the world. There is only one person in this world who allowed me to use Breaking the World, and it’s already amazing that you allowed me to use Heavy Thunder.”
Qiu Xiaoyu never thought that he would become a common person like An Zheng. He felt that everything must be done neatly. For example, the number of knives he left on Nie Qing's body just now was the same as the number of knives he left on Fei Qiansong.
"So expensive."
Because An Zheng's clothes were broken.
"Are you bothered?"
An Zheng didn't stop. Every step he took was slow and heavy. The heaviness was not caused by himself, but by the pressure and impact force exerted on his body by the sword energy. An Zheng was like a fool. He seemed to be able to avoid the knife flow by taking one step to the left or right, but he refused to avoid it and continued to move forward with the determination of an idiot who said, "I don't believe you can kill me."
"In the whole world, I am the only one with the sword."
An Zheng ignored it, threw down a bottle of wound medicine and strode away.
An Zheng's body seemed to be cut by thousands of knives at the same time. At first, An Zheng thought it was a very domineering pupil technique. Then An Zheng realized that it was not a pupil technique, but a superb sword technique.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Before he could say the next words, he noticed that An Zheng had disappeared, and then a fist as big as a sandbag hit the back of his head. This punch directly broke his neck bones, and his head dropped quickly and hit him. On his chest, his forehead broke several ribs.
Cruelty to oneself.
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
However, it was Qiu Xiaoyu whose face became increasingly ugly.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Every penny of other people's money has been earned through hard work, so of course they have the right to be picky when they spend their earned money in an honest and fair manner. Anyone who tries to stop this kind of fussiness or look down upon this kind of fussiness is a fool, always.
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
The sword energy, which was more than two meters long, flew over in a rotating direction, one after another. Each rotating blade did not go in a straight line, but no matter what kind of arc it was, it would eventually hit the previous wound. Part of the reason was that An Zheng did it deliberately. He just kept moving in the same direction. But it is enough to show that the accuracy of these blades is jaw-dropping.
An Zheng stood behind Qiu Xiaoyu, raised his knees and pressed against Qiu Xiaoyu's back. He grabbed Qiu Xiaoyu's arms with both hands and pulled them back... Two streams of blood mist sprayed out, and An Zheng pulled his arms directly. down.
Thousands of knives were struck, but none of them left An Zheng's body, because Qiu Xiaoyu just looked at An Zheng. No matter how fast a person thinks, the first reaction is definitely not his hands, but his eyes. The eyes are the organ closest to the brain. After the brain makes a judgment and transmits it to the eyes, the reaction time may only be one ten thousandth of a second faster than the reaction time of an expert when it is transmitted to the hand. However, the same reaction time is enough for an expert.
An Zheng said as he walked: "I tolerated you cutting me in the same position six hundred and sixty-six times, but you just cut my muscle with the blade. This wound didn't even require a few stitches."
[Heavy thunder]
He wanted to know how powerful Da Chi had given him.
An Zheng picked up a corner of his clothes and asked.
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little pride was the sign of an idiot. If he was willing to dodge, would Qiu Xiaoyu hit the same spot with his knife
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
After being cut with thousands of knives, An Zheng's clothes were damaged, but there were no scars on An Zheng's body. Qiu Xiaoyu even wanted to peel off the tattered clothes and take a closer look. If even one He would feel like a failure if he didn't even have a shallow white mark.
"You have murderous intent."
"You have already made me happy. It has been many years since anyone asked me to use heavy thunder. The first level of my sword skills is chaos blade, the second level is heavy thunder, and the third level is breaking the world. There is only one person in this world who allowed me to use Breaking the World, and it’s already amazing that you allowed me to use Heavy Thunder.”
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
Some people say that intangibility is the highest state of sword energy. However, when a person has reached the intangible state and then makes his sword energy tangible, there is only one reason... that is, the tangible is stronger.
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
With a bang, the sword energy was shattered by An Zheng's bones.
Qiu Xiaoyu moved, only her eyes moved.
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
"Are you bothered?"
puff!
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
"It takes at least half a month to make each piece of Rui Qingfeng's clothes. Every stitch and every stitch is made of the finest materials. We even have to consider the weather when making clothes. What kind of water temperature will the clothes be exposed to after they are made?" Soaking and drying at what temperature are all very particular, just cut them into pieces for me.”
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
"In the whole world, I am the only one with the sword."
[Heavy thunder]
Save her
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.
He wanted to know how powerful Da Chi had given him.
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
"In the whole world, I am the only one with the sword."
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.
The first knife slashed at An Zheng's body, leaving a mark on An Zheng's skin, and the second knife struck with great precision, right at the spot where it was cut. After two stabs, An Zheng's skin split open with a tiny cut, followed by three, four, five... hits.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
"If you don't experience it, you don't know what heavy thunder is."
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
One cut to pieces, two cuts to pieces, one cut to pieces!
[Breaking the world]
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
"If you don't experience it, you don't know what heavy thunder is."
Some people say that intangibility is the highest state of sword energy. However, when a person has reached the intangible state and then makes his sword energy tangible, there is only one reason... that is, the tangible is stronger.
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
How does it feel when a knife as big as a door panel cuts into the same spot over and over again
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the flow of knives followed. That's not a small stream made of sword energy, it's a surging river made of sword energy. Endless huge waves hit An Zheng one after another, and countless sword energy hit An Zheng every second.
An Zheng picked up a corner of his clothes and asked.
The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth curled up slightly, because he had already seen An Zheng's fate.
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
Looking at the messy corpse fragments on the ground, An Zheng thought of Qiu Xiaoyu's habit of splicing and reassembling the people he killed. He squatted down, picked up two pieces and tried to piece them together. His patience allowed him to hold on for a third of the time. A half-body move, and then a kick to kick all the assembled pieces away.
"Pooh."
An Zheng picked up a corner of his clothes and asked.
After being cut with thousands of knives, An Zheng's clothes were damaged, but there were no scars on An Zheng's body. Qiu Xiaoyu even wanted to peel off the tattered clothes and take a closer look. If even one He would feel like a failure if he didn't even have a shallow white mark.
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
"You have already made me happy. It has been many years since anyone asked me to use heavy thunder. The first level of my sword skills is chaos blade, the second level is heavy thunder, and the third level is breaking the world. There is only one person in this world who allowed me to use Breaking the World, and it’s already amazing that you allowed me to use Heavy Thunder.”
Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes turned sharp: "I don't believe you are made of steel!"
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes turned sharp: "I don't believe you are made of steel!"
"Pooh."
Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes turned sharp: "I don't believe you are made of steel!"
In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little pride was the sign of an idiot. If he was willing to dodge, would Qiu Xiaoyu hit the same spot with his knife
"Pooh."
In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little pride was the sign of an idiot. If he was willing to dodge, would Qiu Xiaoyu hit the same spot with his knife
Of course it makes sense.
How does it feel when a knife as big as a door panel cuts into the same spot over and over again
An Zheng ignored it, threw down a bottle of wound medicine and strode away.
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
An Zheng's answer was only one word.
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
puff!
In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little pride was the sign of an idiot. If he was willing to dodge, would Qiu Xiaoyu hit the same spot with his knife
He said.
"So expensive."
A few seconds later, the number one killer who made everyone in Fei Lingdu fear him was cut into pieces by An Zheng.
"In the whole world, I am the only one with the sword."
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
From Qiu Xiaoyu's point of view, he is the kind of person who, after eating a fish, will put the fish back on the plate exactly as it was. And guys like An Zheng are just ordinary people who just throw it into the trash can after eating.
In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little pride was the sign of an idiot. If he was willing to dodge, would Qiu Xiaoyu hit the same spot with his knife
An Zheng said as he walked: "I tolerated you cutting me in the same position six hundred and sixty-six times, but you just cut my muscle with the blade. This wound didn't even require a few stitches."
Because An Zheng's clothes were broken.
Save her
Before he could say the next words, he noticed that An Zheng had disappeared, and then a fist as big as a sandbag hit the back of his head. This punch directly broke his neck bones, and his head dropped quickly and hit him. On his chest, his forehead broke several ribs.
Save her
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
Those thousands of knives struck An Zheng, as if a man rounded his arms and used a kitchen knife to chop at the hardest stone. It looked full of momentum, but it only left shallow lines on the stone. of white seal. The white marks on An Zheng's body are his torn clothes.
"You have already made me happy. It has been many years since anyone asked me to use heavy thunder. The first level of my sword skills is chaos blade, the second level is heavy thunder, and the third level is breaking the world. There is only one person in this world who allowed me to use Breaking the World, and it’s already amazing that you allowed me to use Heavy Thunder.”
An Zheng said as he walked: "I tolerated you cutting me in the same position six hundred and sixty-six times, but you just cut my muscle with the blade. This wound didn't even require a few stitches."
"There's something wrong."
[Breaking the world]
But, doesn’t it make sense
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
puff!
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
"Pooh."
[Heavy thunder]
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
He wanted to know how powerful Da Chi had given him.
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
The corner of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he took a deep breath.
He wanted to know how powerful Da Chi had given him.
That person's name is Tan Shanse.
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
He said.
But, doesn’t it make sense
Some people say that intangibility is the highest state of sword energy. However, when a person has reached the intangible state and then makes his sword energy tangible, there is only one reason... that is, the tangible is stronger.
puff!
An Zheng said as he walked: "I tolerated you cutting me in the same position six hundred and sixty-six times, but you just cut my muscle with the blade. This wound didn't even require a few stitches."
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
[Breaking the world]
Countless knives struck An Zheng's bones, and countless knives were shattered. No matter how violent or cruel the sword energy is, An Zheng's bones will be shattered the moment they come into contact.
From Qiu Xiaoyu's point of view, he is the kind of person who, after eating a fish, will put the fish back on the plate exactly as it was. And guys like An Zheng are just ordinary people who just throw it into the trash can after eating.
Tangible and yet invisible, a sword as big as a door panel slashed at An Zheng's wound, which more than doubled in size. The second knife followed closely, completely cutting An Zheng's skin and flesh. With a pop, the knife struck An Zheng's bones. At that moment, Qiu Xiaoyu's body took a step back... He I don't even know why I took a step back.
Tangible and yet invisible, a sword as big as a door panel slashed at An Zheng's wound, which more than doubled in size. The second knife followed closely, completely cutting An Zheng's skin and flesh. With a pop, the knife struck An Zheng's bones. At that moment, Qiu Xiaoyu's body took a step back... He I don't even know why I took a step back.
Some people say that red symbolizes heat and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from deep within a person's heart. This time the sword flow was obviously much thinner than before, but every sword carried the aura of death.
An Zheng said as he walked: "I tolerated you cutting me in the same position six hundred and sixty-six times, but you just cut my muscle with the blade. This wound didn't even require a few stitches."
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
With a bang, the sword energy was shattered by An Zheng's bones.
Some people say that intangibility is the highest state of sword energy. However, when a person has reached the intangible state and then makes his sword energy tangible, there is only one reason... that is, the tangible is stronger.
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
However, it was Qiu Xiaoyu whose face became increasingly ugly.
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes turned sharp: "I don't believe you are made of steel!"
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes turned sharp: "I don't believe you are made of steel!"
Qiu Xiaoyu laughed and watched An Zheng's clothes being cut into pieces, with not even an intact part as big as a finger. He had already seen An Zheng's broken body under his broken clothes, and then he... smiled proudly, followed by disappointment.
A few seconds later, the number one killer who made everyone in Fei Lingdu fear him was cut into pieces by An Zheng.
Cruelty to oneself.
Qiu Xiaoyu stared at An Zheng with his eyes fixed on him, and the knives spun and flew past. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword auras, and he finally felt the aura that threatened him. However, An Zheng had no intention of dodge.
The sword energy, which was more than two meters long, flew over in a rotating direction, one after another. Each rotating blade did not go in a straight line, but no matter what kind of arc it was, it would eventually hit the previous wound. Part of the reason was that An Zheng did it deliberately. He just kept moving in the same direction. But it is enough to show that the accuracy of these blades is jaw-dropping.
One cut to pieces, two cuts to pieces, one cut to pieces!
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
"So expensive."
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
Looking at the messy corpse fragments on the ground, An Zheng thought of Qiu Xiaoyu's habit of splicing and reassembling the people he killed. He squatted down, picked up two pieces and tried to piece them together. His patience allowed him to hold on for a third of the time. A half-body move, and then a kick to kick all the assembled pieces away.
"So expensive."
[Heavy thunder]
How does it feel when a knife as big as a door panel cuts into the same spot over and over again
[Breaking the world]
Since his debut, he has only used Breaking the World against one person, and even though he lost that time, he was convinced of his defeat. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years. He had accumulated so many years of experience and was still hurt by him... Isn't this enough to prove his world-beating power
The sonorous sound is endless, giving people the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.
Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng, looking very carefully.
Qiu Xiaoyu said two words softly in her mouth, and her eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. At this moment, every sword energy shooting out of his eyes turned red.
A few seconds later, the number one killer who made everyone in Fei Lingdu fear him was cut into pieces by An Zheng.
One cut to pieces, two cuts to pieces, one cut to pieces!
Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes turned sharp: "I don't believe you are made of steel!"
The first knife slashed at An Zheng's body, leaving a mark on An Zheng's skin, and the second knife struck with great precision, right at the spot where it was cut. After two stabs, An Zheng's skin split open with a tiny cut, followed by three, four, five... hits.
Countless knives struck An Zheng's bones, and countless knives were shattered. No matter how violent or cruel the sword energy is, An Zheng's bones will be shattered the moment they come into contact.
An Zheng said as he walked: "I tolerated you cutting me in the same position six hundred and sixty-six times, but you just cut my muscle with the blade. This wound didn't even require a few stitches."
Of course it makes sense.
For An Zheng to be able to leave a bottle of medicine there, it was already the end of his kindness. In An Zheng's eyes, no one in Fei Lingdu deserves death. And even if it means killing, it should not be done simply and neatly. They killed them using whatever means they used to kill others.
"No mortal power can harm my divine bones."
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
"You have murderous intent."
An Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost done, you can't do more than that."
"There's something wrong."
That person's name is Tan Shanse.
"You must have killed a lot of people before you came here, that's why you have this kind of unquenchable murderous intention. I like to fight with someone who can kill, otherwise it will be boring."
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
"There's something wrong."
"Are you bothered?"
Before he could say the next words, he noticed that An Zheng had disappeared, and then a fist as big as a sandbag hit the back of his head. This punch directly broke his neck bones, and his head dropped quickly and hit him. On his chest, his forehead broke several ribs.
Save her
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
Of course it makes sense.
Then Thousands of Knives came again, this time the Eye Knife was even more fierce and domineering, colder and crueler. Every knife is shining with a rotating edge, and every knife can split mountains and rocks. The countless blades struck An Zheng with a sharp metallic sound.
One cut to pieces, two cuts to pieces, one cut to pieces!
But, doesn’t it make sense
"Will you try to chop me again?"
An Zheng stood behind Qiu Xiaoyu, raised his knees and pressed against Qiu Xiaoyu's back. He grabbed Qiu Xiaoyu's arms with both hands and pulled them back... Two streams of blood mist sprayed out, and An Zheng pulled his arms directly. down.
Thousands of knives were struck, but none of them left An Zheng's body, because Qiu Xiaoyu just looked at An Zheng. No matter how fast a person thinks, the first reaction is definitely not his hands, but his eyes. The eyes are the organ closest to the brain. After the brain makes a judgment and transmits it to the eyes, the reaction time may only be one ten thousandth of a second faster than the reaction time of an expert when it is transmitted to the hand. However, the same reaction time is enough for an expert.
Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me..."
A few seconds later, the number one killer who made everyone in Fei Lingdu fear him was cut into pieces by An Zheng.
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.
"You have murderous intent."
Looking at the messy corpse fragments on the ground, An Zheng thought of Qiu Xiaoyu's habit of splicing and reassembling the people he killed. He squatted down, picked up two pieces and tried to piece them together. His patience allowed him to hold on for a third of the time. A half-body move, and then a kick to kick all the assembled pieces away.
With a bang, the sword energy was shattered by An Zheng's bones.
Qiu Xiaoyu moved, only her eyes moved.
"So expensive."
One cut to pieces, two cuts to pieces, one cut to pieces!
"There's something wrong."
His knife is not in his hand, not in its scabbard, or even in its scabbard. His knife is his eyes. Therefore, Nie Qingxiu's domineering body and Fei Qiansong's floating body have no way to deal with this kind of eye knife. If Nie Qing could get close, he might still be able to fight Qiu Xiaoyu. However, when he fights against someone like Qiu Xiaoyu, he will never get a chance to get close.
Qiu Xiaoyu was a little annoyed. He thought An Zheng was a fool. The two of them were struggling, and he was chattering endlessly because of a piece of clothing, like an old man who was already dying. When I buy two taels of peanuts, I have to pick them one by one, and then I have to tell the peanut seller solemnly and seriously that the money I earn is not easy, and every penny is not easy.
An Zheng didn't stop. Every step he took was slow and heavy. The heaviness was not caused by himself, but by the pressure and impact force exerted on his body by the sword energy. An Zheng was like a fool. He seemed to be able to avoid the knife flow by taking one step to the left or right, but he refused to avoid it and continued to move forward with the determination of an idiot who said, "I don't believe you can kill me."
"Pooh."
He said.
He looked at the wounds on his body with a cruel look on his lips.
Those thousands of knives struck An Zheng, as if a man rounded his arms and used a kitchen knife to chop at the hardest stone. It looked full of momentum, but it only left shallow lines on the stone. of white seal. The white marks on An Zheng's body are his torn clothes.
[Heavy thunder]
"Six hundred and sixty-six cuts."
That person's name is Tan Shanse.
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.
Treating others with their own treatment is not cruelty, but karma and retribution.
After being cut with thousands of knives, An Zheng's clothes were damaged, but there were no scars on An Zheng's body. Qiu Xiaoyu even wanted to peel off the tattered clothes and take a closer look. If even one He would feel like a failure if he didn't even have a shallow white mark.
Cruelty to oneself.
[Heavy thunder]
An Zheng turned back and glanced at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what you saw today, including your woman."
He said.
An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging from his body, his eyes filled with distress.