Zhou Zhiruo was held in Ying Zheng's arms, looking at his resolute face, she felt very relieved.

The sudden appearance of Ying Zheng also surprised everyone, his light skills were so good, it was like he appeared suddenly.

Ying Zheng put Zhou Zhiruo down from his arms: "Leave it to me next." ”

His voice was very gentle, but it contained an unquestionable power.

"Good!"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded subconsciously, she didn't know why she reacted like this, although it was the first time they met, she had an inexplicable trust in him.

Seeing Ying Zheng, the leader of the Mongolian soldiers had a look in his eyes, and he pointed at him with a trembling hand and said, "You are the god of killing Ying Zheng." ”

"What, he's the god of killing. ”

"I heard he was the devil. ”

"I'm so scared!"

"I heard that he never left a mouth alive. ”

Those Mongolian soldiers couldn't help but tremble, they had all heard of Yingzheng's name, and knew that he specialized in killing Mongolian cavalry, never leaving a living mouth, so far more than 1,000 cavalry have died under him, it is a real killing god.

"It turns out that he is a sword maniac Yingzheng. ”

The Mongols called Ying Zheng a god of killing, believing him to be a demon.

But on the side of the Han people, Ying Zheng is known as a sword maniac and a hero.

Zhou Zhiruo naturally heard of Ying Zheng's name, Ying Zheng appeared half a year ago, and then he tried his sword world, and no one was his enemy in the process.

However, what really made Yingzheng famous all over the world was his feat of robbing the rich and helping the poor and slaughtering the Mongolian army.

Zhou Zhiruo's heart was stirred, because Ying Zheng is her idol, every girl has a heroic dream in her mind, and Zhou Zhiruo is no exception, since Ying Zheng became famous, she has become his fan.

"He's Yingzheng!"

The senior sister was overjoyed when she saw Ying Zheng, she had heard of Ying Zheng's name, and Ying Zheng's fall from the sky brought her hope of life.

Some of those Mongolian soldiers trembled, some hesitated, and some wanted to retreat and escape, Zhou Zhiruo saw this scene and was proud in her heart, this is the deterrent power of her idol.

The leader scolded: "What are you afraid of, he only has one person, are so many of us still afraid of him?"

Having said that, there was a trilling voice in his tone, and he was afraid of being anxious, but he knew that he should not show timidity at this moment.

His men perked up when they heard his words:

"Yes, he's only one man, and we don't have to be afraid of him. ”

"Kill him, and those two little ladies will be ours. ”

"Brothers, rush!"

These Mongol soldiers formed a formation to attack Yingzheng, some of them wielding steel swords, some stabbing spears in their hands, and some of them opening their bows and arrows.

"Bang".

As soon as Ying Zheng stepped on his foot, it seemed that the whole ground was shaking, and then, a large crater appeared on the ground, and he flew away like a cannonball, instantly leaping towards the wolves.

"What is this?"

Zhou Zhiruo was taken aback, is the idol going to rush into the enemy group and confront the other party with his own strength?

Zhou Zhiruo's heart was agitated, and she could feel Yingzheng's sky-high pride.

"That's too audacious!"

Senior sister felt that it was a little unwise for Yingzheng to do this, he rushed into the enemy group alone, this is a deadly rhythm, and he is too bold.

"Boom".

Ying Zheng suddenly came to the Mongolian soldiers, he punched out, and the terrible fist power exploded, and the surrounding Mongolian soldiers, almost before they got close to Ye Li, were shocked to death by Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng performed a dragon step and continued to approach the Mongolian soldiers, some of whom swung steel knives at Ying Zheng, and some stabbed spears, but to no avail, and were killed by Ying Zheng's palm.

Yingzheng is like a god of war, coming and going among the Mongolian soldiers!

"This ......"

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes stared at the boss, she had only heard in the rumors how awesome Yingzheng was, how awesome, how awesome those rumors were shocking in reality.

"That's amazing!"

Senior sister looked stupid, she thought that the outside world had exaggerated Yingzheng's strength, but today she saw it with her own eyes, only to know that those rumors are true, Yingzheng is really awesome!

Ying Zheng's killing continued, he came to the Mongolian soldier, instantly clenched his fists with five fingers, and then slammed his punch out.

Ying Zheng's punch was extremely terrifying and domineering, exuding a blood-colored aura, rumbling, and full of energy, as if there was a dragon roaring in the void, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Bang!"

Ying Zheng's punch hit a Mongolian soldier.

"Ahh

The Mongolian soldier let out a painful scream, and then his whole body flew out upside down in an instant, and smashed into the bodies of several Mongolian soldiers who also flew over.

Looking at their bodies again, a fist-like blood hole appeared in their entire body, and their bodies were directly blasted out of a blood hole by Ying Zheng's punch!

The power of a punch!

Terrifying!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Ying Zheng's punch is like a heavy artillery, and he can shoot a sonic boom with a random punch, like a terrible heavy artillery, and the Mongolian soldiers who were hit by him flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

These Mongolian soldiers couldn't stop Ying Zheng's attack at all, and Ying Zheng at this moment was rampage like a tyrannosaurus, God blocked and killed God, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha.

There are several reasons why Ying Zheng can do this, one is that he has been practicing external skills for many years, and his body is very hard, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt him.

The second reason is that these Mongolian soldiers are weak, at most they are equivalent to third-rate masters in martial arts, and Ying Zheng is a master at the peak of the congenital peak, and beating them is definitely bullying them.

The third is because of the bloody palm, as long as Ying Zheng kills the enemy, he can absorb their blood and strengthen himself, so he is getting stronger and stronger, and he can fight a protracted battle, just like the "infinite return to blue" in the game.

This is also his advantage over ordinary martial arts masters, ordinary martial arts masters are afraid of siege, afraid of being caught by the army, because their internal strength will be exhausted, Ying Zheng has no such concerns, he is not afraid of wheel warfare.

Ying Zheng felt very happy, this feeling of wanton killing was so refreshing, he suppressed himself in the main world, this depressed air has been precipitating in his heart, and now once released, these Mongolian soldiers have naturally become his punching bag.

One after another Mongolian soldiers were killed, which also inspired the ferocity in the hearts of the Mongolian soldiers, they knew that they would not survive, so they might as well fight with Yingzheng.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Ying Zheng blasted away one Mongolian soldier after another, which can be described as a terrifying killing machine, and it is impossible for these Mongolian soldiers to consume Ying Zheng to death.

Ying Zheng's cultivation of "Mixed Yuan Gong" is the authentic Xuanmen, with a long qi vein and strong recovery, coupled with the reply of "Blood Palm", he has endless energy, and it is a miscalculation to use the tactics of crowds against him.

I don't know how long it took, Ying Zheng was surrounded by the corpses of Mongolian soldiers.