Zhao landed first, and his body was basically intact, except for one cuff that was cut and a piece of broken cloth fell. On the other hand, Li Wankun was much more serious than him, and his body was cut through two cuts, although it was not very deep, but it also hurt flesh and blood.

Specks of blood fell to the ground, merging with the blood that was already on the ground.

A large amount of sword qi that did not hit the target flew away with the palm wind, and landed on the wall in ping-pong, like a mad painter, scribbling on the wall, leaving traces of messiness.

"Uh......" Li Wankun stretched out his fingers, and counted the points on the injured chest, stopping the bleeding, and his face became more and more difficult to see. Through the first round of confrontation, he felt the depth of Zhao Zheng's strength in a more direct way, and it was precisely because of the preliminary detection of Zhao Zheng's strength that his face became more ugly!

The battles of the martial artists were all completed in an instant, and the moment the two settled down, Xue Laoliu, who came later, then killed him, and blasted out a pair of cannon-bore fists towards Zhao Zheng, who had just landed, according to a straight trajectory. Wherever the fist wind passed, the sound of explosions sounded one after another!

The swept fist wind blew Zhao Zheng's black hair on his forehead and the corners of his clothes to hunt and move, and his clothes were also close to his skin, if he was an ordinary person facing this fist wind, he would definitely be forced to close his eyes, but Zhao Zheng still kept his eyes open and did not close them.

Only with your eyes open can you see the enemy's offensive and quickly calculate the possibilities.

No matter how violent the fist is, it is just a meat fist, and no matter how fierce the fist style is, it does not have a large attack range of sword qi.

Attack the shortcomings of others with their own strengths. It is the advantage of holding a long weapon. Zhao Zheng firmly grasps this advantage. He waved the Zichu sword in his hand. An arc of sword qi went down right and up, passed through the middle of Xue Lao Liu's fists, and went straight to the fierce and vicious face.

Xue Lao Liu's eyes were stunned, and he was forced by the sword qi to change his moves, retracted his left fist, and slammed the sword qi and sword body in mid-air with his right fist, he relied on the fierce strength above the fist, and smashed the sword qi and the sword body to the side at the same time. Sword Qi and Strength collide with each other. An explosion was triggered, and the sword qi was scattered in all directions, turning into countless small sword qi as small as blades. These scattered sword qi cut through Xue Lao Liu's clothes and arms, and also injured Zhao Zheng himself.

Relying on this punch to defuse the offensive in front of him, Xue Laoliu blasted out the left fist that had just shrunk up again, and relentlessly bombarded Zhao Zhengmen, killing people with one punch has always been his favorite thing to do. His punch was not strong, nor was it unpleasant, but after the blast, it failed to hit the target. Instead, he was stopped by Zhao Zheng's left fist.

The two flesh fists slammed together, the index finger hitting the little thumb. The middle finger hits the ring finger, the ring finger hits the middle finger, and the little finger hits the index finger. The Eight Fingers became the vanguard of unleashing the power of madness, and also became the first barrier against the power of the enemy.

"Touching !!"

A muffled sound exploded in front of the door, and a bitter wind swept out, blowing away all the incomparably fresh blood on the ground, as if someone was splashing ink with a brush stained with red ink.

As long as it's a confrontation, there will be a result, and this one is no exception.

"Kick and kick" Xue Lao Liu was shocked and took several steps backwards in a row, until he was on the wall before stopping, and then vomited a mouthful ......of blood, his face became much paler, and he obviously suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

Zhao Zheng, who had endured the same destructive force, only took two steps back, and did not vomit blood, his face was still ruddy.

The confrontation between the two suddenly highlighted the absolute gap in strength, no matter how well Xue Laoliu practiced his fists, it was impossible to beat Zhao Zheng, who was a cut above him. Even if the difference in moves is put aside, he is not an opponent in a competition of strength alone.

In an instant, Zhao Zheng defeated the two one after another, and although he was sandwiched between the two, he had an absolute advantage. His awe-inspiring figure holding the sword quickly enlarged in the eyes of the two of the Shadowless Gang, and became extremely terrifying.

"If Your Excellency can spare me and the others, I can give away all my property, and this money will at least ......" Li Wankun's face changed instantly, and he hugged his fist at Zhao Zheng and discussed.

But before the helper finished speaking, Zhao Zheng immediately interrupted: "I'm not a person who can be bought with money, today's matter is a foregone conclusion." Before my sword strikes again, you can use it to give your last words, but if it's too late, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to say your last words. ”

Seeing that Zhao Zheng said so decisively and coldly, the corners of Li Wankun's eyes twitched, and he immediately danced his palms and attacked Zhao Zheng. He understands that it is now an insoluble dead end, and if he wants to break the situation, the only way is to fight to the death!

At the same time, the Beastmaster. Xue Lao Liu also gritted his teeth and attacked, forming a pincer attack with the gang leader, sandwiching Zhao Zheng in the middle.

The battle broke out again, facing the simultaneous attack of the two, Zhao Zheng did not show any panic, his wrist shook, and the Zichu Sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a powerful three-color light, which were white, gold and green. The three different rays of light were like three glowing little snakes, irregularly wound around the sword, the white light was neutral, the golden light was sharp, and the green light was soft.

Zhao Zheng swung out with a sword, unleashing the subtle and powerful Canglong Sword Technique, protecting himself with a fierce sword qi, and waiting for an opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The three of them started a fierce melee at the door of this room, the three figures were suddenly separated, criss-crossed, loud noises came out one after another, and the door and wall of the room were constantly impacted by the aftermath of the battle, and many scars and cracks appeared, and even the whole room had a tendency to collapse!

Ten rounds, just ten rounds later.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Two screams came out almost at the same time, Xue Laoliu, who was missing an arm, flew out upside down and landed heavily on the ground, spurting out a large amount of blood from the wound on his left shoulder, and Li Wankun flew upside down in the other direction, although he did not lack an arm or leg, but he became a bloody man, and the injury was not light.

Zhao Zheng also became a bloody man, with a lot of blood on his body, but none of this blood was his, but the enemy's. He shook the cold sword blade in his hand, pulled a dashing sword flower, and crossed the sword blade across his cheek. He spat lightly: "Come again!" ”

Hear the words. But the two of the Shadowless Gang didn't move. Instead, they showed a look of horror together. The reason why they didn't move was because they didn't want to rush to death, which was not a pleasant thing.

"Sixth, you and I are not his opponent together. There is a shadow of the Taishan faction in his swordsmanship, and he must be a member of the Taishan faction. I'll pester him, you go and bring the meat ticket, so maybe there is a chance of life! Li Wankun's heart was spinning and he shouted.

The so-called meat ticket naturally refers to Lei Yong. Since he can't beat Zhao Zheng, he can only use hostages to blackmail Zhao Zheng.

Hearing this, Xue Lao Liu, who was red-eyed, woke up like a dream, gritted his teeth, clicked on the acupoints around the broken arm, and then turned his head and rushed to the room on the side of the corridor, intending to bring the imprisoned Lei Yong.

Faced with this kind of move, Zhao Zheng did not rush to stop it, but took the opportunity to attack Li Wankun, who was only one person left. The figure flashed, and he killed in front of Li Wankun. And the sword in his hand slashed down, and the sword body passed everywhere. The sword qi suddenly rose, like a white dragon that swooped down angrily, with a roaring sound, and pounced fiercely towards Li Wankun's face.

Li Wankun hurriedly dodged, and waved a pair of fleshy palms, using the edge of the blade-like palms to slash Zhao Zheng's wrists, cutting out a sharp palm wind. The palm wind passed by, but it did not hit Zhao Zheng's wrist, but slashed at the sharp blade of the sword. It turned out that Zhao Zheng retracted his hand at the last moment, this action avoided the attack, and launched a counterattack, drawing the sharp sword body, and the momentum of the sword qi like a dragon!

This time, Li Wankun couldn't dodge, and was struck in the chest by the dragon-like sword qi, and this is a fatal place!

Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up, and he seized this excellent opportunity to suddenly urge the internal force of the dantian, causing the sword qi to skyrocket several times in an instant, and even illuminate the entire room. The sword qi that was half a zhang wide directly split Li Wankun's body in half. This sword was enough to kill, but Zhao Zheng did not stop attacking, but aimed at the body that was divided into two, and then swung several swords.

Every time the sword is released, a cold light will be emitted, and the cold light will continue to superimpose, illuminating the room as if it were day. Every time the sword is released, there is a sound of flesh and bones breaking, and the sounds are superimposed on each other and turn into a loud bang.

In one breath, Zhao Zheng swung out nine swords, and when the whole person reappeared, he had already landed at the end of the room in a half-squatting posture, while Li Wankun's body was still in the middle of the room.

"Poof, pop, bell......"

All kinds of voices sounded, and Li Wankun had already turned into several pieces at this time.

Zhao Zheng slowly straightened up and shook the sword in his hand hard, and all the blood spots on the sword were scattered on the wall. He slowly inserted the clean Zichu sword back into its sheath, and turned to look into the hallway across the room.

"Little rabbit, stop me, if you move again, I'll kill Lei Yong!" Xue Lao Liu shouted angrily, pinched Lei Yong's neck with his only remaining right hand, and pinched Lei Yong, who was still in a coma, from the room to the corridor.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, just don't move." Zhao Zheng turned out to be calm.

"Helper!" Xue Lao Liu saw Li Wankun who died tragically in the room, and shouted angrily, "Little rabbit, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces, and then take your body to feed the dog!" ”

"If you want me to die so much, just come here and ask for my life, I'm afraid you don't have the ability and don't have this chance." Zhao Zheng snorted lightly.

As soon as the words settled, a cold light immediately flashed in the corner of the corridor, and the cold light went down right and up, and suddenly cut at Xue Lao Liu, who was caught off guard, and cut the latter's thick neck. The cold light flashed in mid-air, and then made a roundabout, shooting at Xue Lao Liu again from another angle, repeating this several times, stabbing several times in a row!

The strength of that cold mang gradually exhausted, and finally flew to Zhao Zheng on the other side and fell into the hands of the latter.

Zhao Zheng pinched the cold mang with two fingers, and the fast-moving cold mang, finally showed his figure, it was actually the cloud-piercing sword!

It turned out that he had long been wary of the Shadowless Gang's use of Lei Yong as a threat, so he deliberately threw the Cloud Piercing Sword on the ground during the battle. The high-grade sword has a sword spirit, and even if no one urges it, it can fly out on its own and hurt people. Although he came here alone tonight, he actually had two good helpers who could move freely, the Cloud Piercing Sword and the Zichu Sword!

"Uh......" Xue Lao Liu's slitted throat made a strange sound, his face showed pain, and he finally fell to the ground. Lei Yong, who was caught by him, also fell in a pool of blood.

In a short period of time, Zhao Zheng slaughtered all the Shadowless Gang members in this house like a god, uprooting this gang that did all kinds of evil. Although the Shadowless Gang still have some minions outside. But none of them are weather. It's just a small shrimp. The backbone of the Shadowless Gang. They have all died tonight, by his sword.

Zhao Zheng put away the Cloud Piercing Sword, walked towards Lei Yong step by step, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you are not a beauty, otherwise tonight will be a good show for heroes to save beauty." ”

Lei Yong was probably drugged and still in a coma, so he didn't give an answer.

Zhao Zheng temporarily settled Lei Yong by the wall, and then searched up and down the house. The looted martial arts cheats, high-grade weapons and belongings are all stored in the warehouse. After making a small profit, he carried Lei Yong on his back and took him away from the place of right and wrong.

……

The table is filled with a variety of dishes, each of which is exquisitely cooked, and can be described as full of color, flavor, and flavor. Wisps of hot air mixed with rich fragrance waft up, diffuse in the air, and arouse people's sense of smell.

Zhao Zheng was actually not too hungry, but after smelling this aroma, he still had an appetite. Today he is a guest, a guest who was invited. The people who invited him were the thundering father and son. He rescued Lei Yong from the gangsters, and Lei Ming was naturally grateful to him.

Although Lei Yong was brought back later. Lei Ming lost his temper, but anyone could see that this swordsman was still very happy in his heart, after all, he was such a son, no matter how ruthless he said, he was always inexplicably concerned in his heart.

"What are you still doing in a daze, don't you kowtow to your life-saving benefactor!" The thunder roared violently, and the sound shook the whole room.

"Yes, Father." Lei Yong responded with a wry smile, and really walked to Zhao Zheng's side, and was about to kneel.

"Never!" Zhao Zheng hurriedly got up and stretched out his hands to stop Lei Yong, "A man has gold under his knees, and he kneels to his parents, how can there be a reason to kneel to outsiders." ”

"You saved this kid's life, and you have the grace to recreate him, and he should kowtow to you." Thundering.

"It's a trivial matter, so why worry about it. As a member of the Taishan faction, how can I sit idly by and ignore this kind of thing, even if there is a little kindness, I don't have to kneel down to repay him. And Lei Gongzi is a few years older than me, and in terms of age, he is still my brother, so I can't let him kneel to me. Zhao Zheng shook his head and said.

The two sides postponed a few words back and forth, Zhao Zheng insisted on refusing to let Lei Yong kneel for himself, Lei Ming saw that Zhao Zheng was resolute, so he had to give up, and let Lei Yong bow and toast to thank him.

The matter of bowing is still acceptable, Zhao Zheng did not shirk again, accepted this gift honestly, raised his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Lei Ming, as Lei Yong's father, naturally had to express himself to Zhao Zheng, he lowered his rank and gave Zhao Zheng a glass of wine.

After a few glasses of wine, everyone began to eat, and during the banquet, Lei Ming asked about the details of the incident.

Although Zhao Zheng had already told everyone what had happened before, and lied that he had found clues by chance, so he traced all the way to the lair of the Shadowless Gang, but he didn't say it in detail at the time, just a few simple sketches.

Lei Ming asked about this, and Zhao Zheng had to retell it and explain the matter half-truthfully. Although it sounded too coincidental, out of politeness, Lei Ming did not question it, and thanked him again.

Verbal thanks were really not enough to express Lei Ming's gratitude, so he then got up and walked to the back room, took back a high-grade sword called "Chongshan Sword", and presented it with both hands, wanting to give it to Zhao Zheng.

Although this heavy mountain sword is not as good as the Zichu sword, it is also a high-grade sword of good quality, and it is very important as a thank you gift.

But Zhao Zheng has a divine blade like Zichu Sword in his hand, and there is no shortage of high-grade swords, and his real purpose is not in this, so he excused himself and said: "Lei Daxia, I can't accept this sword, if you really want to thank me, I have another thing to ask you for, and I hope you can fulfill it." ”

You have to choose different methods when dealing with different people, Lei Ming is a happy person, or it's better to say it directly. If you go back and forth, it will look petty.

"You can take this sword, if you ask me for anything else, you can just say it, and I will promise to help you." Lei Ming pushed the heavy mountain sword in his hand forward again.

"What I'm asking for is not small, you better listen to me." Zhao Zheng smiled and pushed the heavy mountain sword back.

"Okay, then you talk first."

"To tell you the truth, I've admired your famous stunt 'Thunder Step' for a long time, I wonder if you can teach me this light skill? If you are taught, the younger generation will study it and carry it forward, and promise you that it will not be passed on to anyone else. Zhao Zheng restrained his smile and said with a straight face.

"You're going to learn my Thunderbolt?" Lei Ming was stunned for a moment, his face showed hesitation, if it is about value, this thunderbolt is still on this heavy mountain sword, if it is given to Zhao Zheng, an outsider, it really makes him a little reluctant. But as soon as he thought of Zhao Zheng's rescue of Lei Yong, he dispelled this hesitation, after all, no matter how precious a martial art is, its value cannot be greater than his son's life. If he cherishes himself and refuses to pass on the thunderbolt to Zhao Zheng, it will be too much to say, "Okay! He struggled inwardly, but finally agreed, "Since you want to learn my thunderbolts, I will teach you well, so as to repay you for saving my son." ”

"Thank you Lei Daxia for making it happen!" Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up and he said with joy. (To be continued......)