But I remembered the wood in Xiao Cheng's hand that nourished my soul, so I didn't say too much.

The Soul Tree is not something you can have. This is everything you have in store for yourselves!

Qin Xuan thought coldly in his heart.

"You're the one who deserves to go to hell. It's ridiculous that so many ants dare to shoot at me!"

When countless swords swept past Xiao Cheng and the sword was about to fall on him, Xiao Cheng let out a cold shout.

Immediate action was taken.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a terrible devastating sword was pulled from him.

This destructive atmosphere, like a flood, rushed towards several people in black clothes.

"Huh? What kind of momentum is this?

"You're obviously just like us. You're just a real warrior from the early Yuan Dynasty. How can you be so strong?"

"Run, we're no match for him!"

Several people in black suddenly felt the aura of the Sword of Destruction emitted by Xiao Cheng. Their faces changed dramatically, and they wanted to run away one by one.

Without waiting for them to take a few steps back, the terrifying destructive swordsmanship was to tear the mangdao cut down by a few people to pieces, and then castrate, beating a few people.

And he heard the sound of blood and flesh being torn apart, and several of them fell into the pool of blood.

Their eyes were wide open. They can't seem to believe that in the early days of the real world, Xiao Cheng was a warrior, why he could kill them so easily.

"It's clear that you're just a warrior in the early days of Zhenyuan. How can you have such great power?"

Seeing Long Hurrry and Qin Xuan in this scene, he was really stupid and yelled.

When they heard Xiao Cheng say that these people were ants, their hearts were full of contempt.

But now, Xiao Cheng has not started to use his momentum to kill a few people alone.

It's like slapping them in the face.

Xiao Cheng jokingly said, "Nothing is impossible." In the early days of the real world, you couldn't do that. That doesn't mean others are as wasteful as you are!"

"Humph!"

At this time, the arrogant wind of the evil dragon returned to his mind. He sneered and looked at Xiao Cheng gloomily. "Xiao Cheng, if you think that if you can kill a few early warriors in Zhenyuan, you will be able to compete with me, then you are too stupid!"

"You must have a good chance of rising so fast and killing several fighters of the same rank with ease, but soon it will be mine. Because I'm going to kill you myself!"

After speaking, Long Aofeng didn't wait for Xiao Cheng to speak, he quickly pulled the knife off his back and flew out.

Approaching Xiao Cheng, he cut out the long knife.

This long knife is fast. In the blink of an eye, nine knives were cut off one after another.

Nine terrifying swords, Qi Qi attacked and killed Xiao Cheng.

Long Aofeng believed that in the early days of Zhenyuan, Xiao Cheng could kill several warriors, but he was a strong man in Zhenyuan's perfect realm. Even if Xiaocheng is stronger, it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

"Idiot!"

Xiaocheng laughed disdainfully at the arrogance of the wind dragon.

Xiao Cheng immediately unfurled his golden wings and Dapeng's wings, turning the whole person into a golden remnant. The speed was as fast as lightning, and soon it was nine knives that avoided the arrogance of the dragon.

"Hmm, how can you be so fast?

Long Aofeng was stupid again.

Table knife, he won the top three in Xuan's ranking battle

But how could Xiao Zheng avoid it so easily?

It made him unbelievable!

"Kill me!"

Xiao Cheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Long Yaofeng.

The immortal sword fell into his hand, wielding a huge sword.

The immortal sword weighs 10,000 catties, and Xiaocheng's flesh is comparable to that of a warrior on the border of the Central Plains. How terrifying is the power of this sword wield?

The sword swung out, roaring at Long Aofeng like an ancient sacred mountain, and the sound of wind and thunder appeared in the air, as if it was about to smash it to pieces.

"Ah, no......"

The dragon's haughty wind had a terrifying expression on her face.

He had a palpable sense of death.

However, before he could finish his words, the Sword of Immortality fell violently and smashed into the arrogant wind of the evil dragon, directly slapping it into a bloody mist. The Grim Reaper can't die anymore!

"This ......"

Next to Qin Xuan, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he saw a young man holding a big black knife in his hand, like a devil.

Long Aofeng is dead!

Was it killed by Xiao Zheng's sword?

Long Feng was one of the three most outstanding geniuses among the core disciples of the Xuantian Sect. He attained the perfection of the true realm through self-cultivation. He only needed one step to step into the realm of Yuanhu.

But such a terrible strongman, in front of Xiao Zheng, did not have the slightest resistance?

Especially when I saw Xiao Cheng at a glance, Qin Xuan's pupils shrank sharply, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

"Ah, how can I escape the attack of the arrows!"

A voice of surprise rang out.

Then, outside the canyon, nine figures quickly flew in.

First of all, a young man dressed in white and breathing heavily, who lived in the middle of the border of Yuanhu, was the Baihou who had been to the small city of Dongfu before.

These nine men are the nine strongest guards in the sky, and the nine guards in the sky.

Among them, there is a man who stares at Xiao Cheng with resentment, which was previously abandoned by Xiao Cheng internally and restored as a cold arrow prince.

"What are you?"

Xiao Cheng was very angry when he was suddenly attacked.

When he saw the Cold Arrow Boy, his face immediately sank.

At this time, the Prince of Cold Arrow looked fierce, stared at Xiao Cheng deadly, and said coldly: "Hmph, boy, didn't you expect it?" When you scrapped my repair, today I'm going to tear you to shreds.

"When you die, the little girl you left at the door of the ancestral hall, I will brutally ravage her to death to alleviate my hatred!"

Wen Yan and Xiao Zheng's eyes flashed with the light of a killer.

Ling Xiao's slave was his rebellious scale, but Prince Cold Arrow dared to say such a thing, this person, in Xiaocheng's eyes, was already a dead man.

Among the nine people, Bai Hou, who was in the lead, came out and looked at Xiao Cheng mischievously. He said proudly: "Child, I will give you a chance to kneel down and kowtow, and swear to be a slave of the hundred queens, so that I will spare your life!"

"Brother White, how can you let this kid go?"

The Cold Arrow Boy listened, and his face suddenly became very ugly, almost growling.

He was abandoned by Xiaocheng and became a righteous abolitionist. He can only be an ordinary mortal in the future. He hated Xiao Cheng to death.

"You trash, you can't even fight the early warriors in Zhenyuan, what qualifications do you have to talk to me here?"

Bai Hou looked at him with a sneer and said rudely.

"I ......"

The Cold Arrow Prince was gloomy, but he didn't dare to go against Bai Hou in Yuanhu's Zhong'ayang.

Not to mention that he doesn't cultivate anything now, even when he was still cultivating, Empress Bai wanted to kill him, just like pinching ants.

"Well, kid, you don't have to give me an answer now. I'll give you twenty breaths to think about!" Bai Hou looked at Xiao Cheng and said proudly.

He thinks that Xiao Cheng's talent is very good, so he wants to put Xiao Cheng under the guidance of his leader and let him have a strong person!

"No, I've thought about it!"

Xiao Cheng said calmly, but there was a chill at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, in fact, the one who knows current events is a handsome hero. Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to me right away?" Bai Hou smiled, not surprised at all, as if he had long known that Xiao Cheng would agree.

After all, Xiao Zheng is now surrounded by them.

Xiaocheng's strength is stronger, but its cultivation is only the beginning of the real world. In the face of them, there is only one dead end.

If you want to live, you must obey Him!

"Idiot!"