Low-key is Zhen Cheng's habit, and he doesn't like publicity, which is Zhen Cheng's character.

Growing up in the mountains since he was a child, Zhen Cheng has a ruthless personality. Holding a shotgun, hiding in the low woods or lurking in the grass, when the prey walks by in sight, gently press the trigger, at the moment of the gun, watch the prey run a few steps and then fall, the pleasure is not something that words can describe.

Whether it is a knight, a paladin, or even a late-stage Great Perfection powerhouse like Qian Yuxue, in the eyes of Zhen Cheng today, it is not enough to see.

Opening Kabo Feng and his party, Zhen Cheng has improved his cultivation in a perverted way, although he doesn't know what realm he is, but Zhen Cheng has greatly broadened his horizons. Whether he can easily solve the other party, Zhen Cheng is clear in his heart. Will it violate the principles of the cultivation realm, Zhen Cheng only remembered Yao Lao's words, "Kill them all, who else knows that cultivators kill people?" ”

In terms of strength comparison, Lan Meng's dead knights were already at a disadvantage, and Zhen Cheng used a sneak attack, this kind of fighting method was an unfair silent killing for Lan Meng's dead men.

Zhen Cheng vented his depression in the past few months on the knight's body. Carpet-style, bulldozer-like harvesting of fresh life.

With the pre-perception ability turned on, Zhen Cheng could clearly know the personnel arrangement in each tent before entering the tent.

The perverted teleportation ability and killing speed made the knights who didn't even have time to release their shocked expressions keep falling in pools of blood.

"Squeak-"

"Boom—"

"Poof—"

Under the cover of darkness, in the dark night, there would occasionally be a creepy soft sound. It's just that every sound of this light sound means the end of a fresh life.

Zhen Cheng was like a ghost, floating around, and the Lan family's knight camp exuded a bloody and terrifying atmosphere.

When Lan Mengdie, Duncan, Lan Potian, and Lan Pokong were discussing and deliberating the attack plan, Zhen Cheng had already launched a lightning raid.

Twenty minutes later, the west side of the cold mang's fire burst into the sky, and the shouts of killing sounded in the camp tent on the west side of the Lan family's army.

The knights of nearly a hundred people had just received the order from Lan Mengying to prepare for a surprise attack, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the people of Hanmang actually rushed into their camp in groups of three or five.

In a hurry, the situation reversed, and many knights had already fallen under the cold sword before they could exert their strength.

Yan Twelve only said a word, and Han Mang's brother boiled.

"Brothers, Minister Zhen Cheng is back, and he is harvesting the lives of European knights in the army of knights of the Lan family!"

That's all, everyone in Hanmang was excited. All the young people rushed forward desperately as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Sun Shaobo, Lin Mengwei, and Beichen Jingshu formed a tacit understanding to form a battle group, and in the firelight, the faces of the three women were flushed with happiness.

With the cooperation of his brothers, Shi Aogen's Xuantie Sword successfully pierced the heart of the tall and mighty knight again and again.

Niu Wazi is a big ghost, and the shining dagger in his hand often makes those knights who fled in a hurry die under the white cold light.

The thirty-six shadows led by Chen Xiaohan, although their strength is slightly weaker, they cooperate tacitly. The wind-like style of play divides the knights who want to escape or prepare to gather into pieces one after another.

"Kill—" The sound of killing resounded in the night sky, and blood burst out in the night sky.

"Kill—" The depressed breath since the siege bloomed at this moment.

Shu Undefeated, Dongfang Invincible, Zamuha, Mukel, the three elders of the Dragon Group, Yan Wang, Yan Hou, Yan Da, Han Yong and others grabbed the key figures of the Lan family's knight camp and chased and beat like the ironclad army.

The speed of the war was fast, and as soon as the shouts of killing were heard, the whole battle was already here*.

"What's going on? The time hasn't come yet, why attack? Less than five minutes after Lan Mengdie's phone was put down, the sound of fighting in the west came, which made Lan Mengdie very annoyed.

"It seems that the cold man rushed out and attacked him! They probably want to run away! Lan Pokong had just been praised by his father, and when he heard his father's inquiry, he replied.

"Whew-"

Before Lan Mengsheng could continue to ask, Lan Potian suddenly rushed into the camp with a pale face.

"Panic what!" Lan Mengdie scolded loudly, "Speak slowly! ”

"They're all dead! They're all dead! Lan Potian's face was still pale, and there was fear in his voice. His arm drew a half-arc in the air, and he roared loudly, "The knights we surrounded on the east, north, and south sides of the Hanmang base are all dead!" ”

"Fart!" Lan Mengdie stepped forward, tugging at his son's neck, exposing the green tendons of his hands, and scolded angrily, "How is this possible! Who can kill my three hundred knights without making a sound! ”

"I can!" As soon as Lan Meng's words fell, the door of the camp tent was suddenly torn open, Zhen Chengzheng put his hands in his pockets, stared at Lan Mengdeath, and replied categorically, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, do you believe this sentence?" ”

"Fuck you! I don't believe you can kill 300 people by yourself! Lan Po was angry, pointing at Zhen Cheng and scolding.

"Hey, hey!" Under the starry sky, Zhen Cheng smiled calmly, his teeth white and shiny.

"Poof-" Zhen Cheng's laughter just stopped, and Lan Pokong's eyes, which had just scolded him, fell to the ground with wide eyes.

Killing people in front of him silently, Lan Mengdie couldn't even react at all. His own son has died warmly. Lan Pokong didn't know Zhen Cheng too well, because he inadvertently offended Zhen Cheng's scales and insulted Zhen Cheng's mother, even if he didn't die, he would be stripped of a layer of skin by Zhen Cheng. It's a pity that Zhen Cheng came tonight and didn't have compassion at all.

The younger brother died like this, and the knight's tent, which had been alive and well, was now silent without even making a sound. Lan Potian, who has never taken human life seriously, has fear in his eyes.

"You killed my son!" Lan Mengdie's heart was dripping blood, although he had dreamed of such a scene countless times, but when it really happened, Lan Mengdie's voice was still a little trembling.

"You killed my brother!" Zhen Cheng retorted unceremoniously, with a kind of determination in his voice. "As a Chinese person, you have done too many things to be sorry for the people, you have died a thousand times, and you should have done so!"

"I'll follow you—"

Lan Potian took advantage of Zhen Cheng to talk to his father and wanted to rush up to attack Zhen Cheng, but unfortunately, his right leg only took a step forward and shouted three words, Lan Potian was just like Lan Pokong just now, his eyes bulging and falling.

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Seeing that his eldest son also fell to his side, Lan Mengdie suddenly said three good words in a row. The sound of fighting in the west became smaller and smaller, and faintly, Lan Mengdie had already heard the sound of the Hanmang army rushing over.

"Decent suicide, or I did it myself!" For a character like Lan Mengdie, once a big feud is formed, Zhen Cheng will unswervingly cut the grass and eradicate the roots. If Lan Mengdie didn't sneak attack Han Mang, then he might leave a trace of blood for the Lan family, Lan Mengdie actually wanted to kill Han Mang when he was away, which was unbearable for Zhen Cheng.

The moment Zhen Cheng appeared, Lan Mengjie knew that things were in trouble. originally thought that Zhen Cheng was bluffing to scare people, but where did he think that his own army of knights who surrounded Hanmang like an iron bucket was actually fragile like this.

“haha――haha――”

“haha――haha――”

Under the night sky, Lan Meng looked like he was crazy, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, and his body slowly fell stiffly.

A generation of drug lord Lan Mengd, never dreamed that the strength of his peak Xiao Consummation in the late stage of the Ground Rank would actually be in front of Zhen Cheng, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

The heart is like ashes, breaking the heart, and ending his life of sin.

The moment Lan Meng died, footsteps came from behind Zhen Cheng.

Fragmented, hurried, flustered, and the footsteps that became quiet in the blink of an eye slowly gathered behind Zhen Cheng.

"Clean up the battlefield! Not a single one to stay! "Killing people is not a happy thing, but if you don't kill people, people will kill you. Zhen Cheng turned around slowly, looking at the familiar faces and coldly commanded. Zhen Cheng's gaze swept over Zamuha, Mukel and the others, and the warning was very strong.

"Let's go!" Zamuha was swept by Zhen Cheng's gaze, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave. Subconsciously avoided Zhen Cheng's gaze and quickly rushed to the nearest camp.

"Clean up the battlefield, leave no one behind!" Han Yong repeated Zhen Cheng's order loudly, and the men and women with cold eyes were feverish, scrambling to carry out the order.

At a distance of less than twenty meters, Zhen Cheng stood alone on the side of the three corpses.

The eyes of Han Yong and the others were full of awe, and they nodded to Zhen Cheng, but no one dared to walk up to Zhen Cheng's side to say hello and joke.

Sun Shaobo, Beichen Jingshu, and Lin Mengwei looked at Zhen Cheng greedily, but those legs didn't dare to cross forward. At this moment, the three daughters invariably had a strange idea, Zhen Cheng is the emperor, she is the concubine, without the call of the king, the three daughters dare not be too indulgent.

The emperor's breath flashed on Zhen Cheng's body, and the people who saw it will remember it for the rest of their lives! At this moment, the starry sky is bright, but one of them is especially bright.

When Zamuha came out of the first tent, his face changed; When they saw Mukel, the two couldn't help but tremble a little.

The young people of Hanmang had cautiously entered the camp tent, preparing for a possible fight, but when they pushed open the door of the camp tent, they saw clusters of corpses staggering and killing with one blow.

The noise and exclamation came to an abrupt end after only a few sounds. The crowd had the feeling of wandering in hell, holding their breath and wandering quietly.

Death is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that you clearly see the enemy, but you can only watch the other party pinch their neck.

Qian Yuxue was very curious about everyone's expressions, and quietly looked at a tent.

Go in fast, get out fast! Qianyuxue hid on the edge of the tent retching, and the fear in her heart filled that cute little face. Thinking about the past week, he actually walked with this demon, Qian Yuxue's legs couldn't help but tremble a little.

"What's wrong? Don't recognize me? Zhen Cheng took a step forward, looked at Sun Shaobo and the three of them and smiled slightly, "Has my appearance changed?" ”

Lin Mengwei, Sun Shaobo, Beichen Jingshu, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to answer.

Zhen Cheng's appearance and smile have not changed; But Zhen Cheng's temperament has changed a lot, and a kind of arrogance revealed from his bones makes the third girl a little ashamed.

Teleporting in front of the three girls, Zhen Cheng stretched out his arms and wrapped the three girls in his arms.

"*Swing! What a swing! Qian Yuxue stopped throwing up, looked at Zhen Cheng and the three girls hugging together, and stomped her feet angrily and scolded in her heart.