Thinking of this, Tang Zheng's eyes when he looked at the sand crocodile couldn't help but become a little hot.

The sand crocodile suddenly noticed Tang Zheng's change.

His eyes flickered, full of suspicion:

"Why does he think he sees me like a lamb to the slaughter?"

Thinking of this, the sand crocodile couldn't help but feel insulted.

No matter what, he is also one of the four alliance leaders of the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention age, just qualifications, it is not comparable to Tang Zheng's just beginner Tai Chi disciple.

This kid dares to underestimate himself?

A hint of anger flashed in the sand crocodile's eyes.

The surging hatred and anger were intertwined, and the momentum of the sand crocodile suddenly doubled:

"Die for me!"

The sand crocodile burst into a shout and attacked Tang Zheng again.

Tang Zheng had a goal, but he was too lazy to play with him anymore.

A mere sand crocodile can't stop Tang Zheng's sword trail Gu.

"Little one, give it to me."

Tang Zheng waved his hand casually, wow!

The sword trail Gu slashed through a pitch-black light, like a meteor, rushing straight towards the sand crocodile.

The sand crocodile's eyes flashed suddenly:

"Here we go again! That sense of crisis that penetrates the bone marrow! ”

His eyes flickered wildly, and his spiritual power was condensed to the peak, trying to detect the trace of inexplicable danger.

The sand crocodile believed in his feelings.

It was with this feeling that he had successfully escaped from countless life-threatening situations.

This time, he felt, was no exception.

However, the sand crocodile still underestimated Tang Zheng's ability.

also underestimated Tang Zheng's determination to kill him-

Halfway through the sword trail Gu rushing towards the sand crocodile, Tang Zheng's heart moved, boom!

The flying speed of the Sword Trace Gu suddenly exploded, increasing by ten times or more!

"Poof!"

The left thigh of the sand crocodile was suddenly pierced with a thumb-thick bloody wound.

There is no phase Gu to save zài, Tang Zheng is extremely accurate:

What the Sword Trace Gu pierced was the main artery of the sand crocodile!

Red blood, gurgling out.

In the blink of an eye, the face of the sand crocodile turned pale.

Looking at the sand crocodile that was soon on the ground, Tang Zheng sneered:

"Hand over the secret book of your cultivation of spiritual power, and I can let you die happily."

The sand crocodile was stunned for a moment and looked at Tang Zheng in surprise.

Then he laughed:

"Haha, I see, I actually have what you want! Spiritual power cultivation? You really know the goods! ”

The sand crocodile stared at Tang Zheng with a smug smile:

"However, it's not that easy to get Meditation from me!?"

"Oh? Meditation? Is that the name of the cheats? ”

Tang Zheng said, his fingers moved:

"Poof!"

One of the sand crocodile's arms snapped and fell to the ground.

Blood splattered wildly.

Looking at the increasingly pale face of the sand crocodile, Tang Zheng smiled slightly:

"How's it going, feeling your own vitality, the feeling of slowly passing, isn't it?"

In the eyes of the sand crocodile, there was a hint of ruthlessness:

"Sue sù, if you want to get the Meditation Technique, you can't do it in your lifetime! Even if I die, I won't ......"

"Subconscious perception ......!"

Tang Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly.

Suddenly, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the sand crocodile.

In the depths of his heart, the most important secrets hidden were all unreservedly displayed in front of Tang Zheng's eyes.

got what he wanted, Tang Zheng sneered:

"Do you think I won't get it if you don't tell me?"

"You! What do you know? You're a monster, you're a monster! ”

The sand crocodile let out a terrifying cry:

"Our ancestors will not let you go, my ancestors will not let you go!"

The sand crocodile roared almost hysterically.

Tang Zheng smiled disdainfully, and waved his finger lightly:

"Brush, brush!"

The pitch-black sword trail Gu drew a cross in the air.

Sand crocodile tried to block when!

On his wrist, eighteen steel bracelets were all shattered.

On the chest, a bright red cross, pop, blood splattered out.

Plop!

The whole person of the sand crocodile was cut into four pieces, and its internal organs, mixed with blood, flowed all over the ground.

Tang Zheng walked leisurely and walked towards the warehouse of the sand crocodile.

The pitch-black sword trail Gu was like an excited bird, flying around him.

Any attempt to stop Tang Zheng was pierced by the sword trace, and a sword pierced the center of the eyebrows!

In ancient times, there was a peerless swordsman who killed one person in ten steps and did not stay for thousands of miles.

Tang Zheng was killed in five steps, and everywhere he passed, the ground was full of corpses.

According to the sand crocodile's subconscious, he got the address of "Meditation Technique", and Tang Zheng came all the way to the warehouse door.

Turning on the Phaseless Gu, Tang Zheng looked through the underground of the warehouse all the way.

Suddenly, a trace of astonishment crossed Tang Zheng's face:

"Under this warehouse, there is actually a coffin?"

It's a large cyan sarcophagus that looks a little old.

On the green coffin, there are scars of knives and axes.

"Boom!"

Tang Zheng pushed away the bluestone sarcophagus.

Suddenly, a miserable white skeleton and an antique booklet met Tang Zheng's eyes.

"This is meditation?"

Tang Zheng picked it up and flipped through it casually, and he knew all the content by heart.

I wanted to put the cheats back into the bluestone coffin.

After thinking about it, the Sha family had been wiped out by Tang Zheng.

Put this thing back in the coffin, and it's just a waste.

Ye Fei took such a big risk with him, he couldn't let him contribute in vain.

With the "Meditation Technique", Ye Fei's spiritual power can also be increased a little.

If your spiritual power is strengthened, you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort when you practice martial arts!

Stuffing the "Meditation Technique" into his arms, when Tang Zheng walked out of the warehouse, he exhaled.

There was a soft sound, and five meters away, an unfamiliar figure appeared.

"Put the thing back in the coffin, it doesn't belong to you."

The voice was hoarse and his tone trembled, and it was clear that he was suppressing a powerful anger.

Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled:

"Yo, where did the old guy come from? Are you also from the Sha family? ”

"Yes and what, no, so what?"

Tang Zheng sneered:

"Come out and mix, you have to be trustworthy, and if you say that you kill the whole family, you can't keep any of them!"

"If you are a member of the Sha family, I will naturally kill you together!"

As he spoke, the sword trace Gu in Tang Zheng's palm let out a slight sword groan, as if it was a beast's excited roar.

This person snorted coldly

"Want to kill me? Is it just that little sword in your hand? ”

"You!"

Tang Zheng's body shook suddenly:

"Can you see my sword trail Gu?"

"So it's called Sword Trace Gu? It's a strange name. ”

As he spoke, the person who had been turning his back to Tang Zheng slowly turned his head.

Tang Zheng saw his appearance, but he was slightly stunned:

This person is over seventy years old, with white hair and a beard under his chin, giving people the impression that he is at least seventy or eighty.

However, his eyes, which should have been cloudy, were staring at each other.

When he looked at Tang Zheng, there seemed to be a flying needle shooting out of his pupils:

"One last time to warn you, put the "Meditation Technique" in your arms back into the bluestone sarcophagus!"