As a martial artist who pursues the pinnacle, the most basic quality is the fighting spirit that is never lacking, the past and the past, and then it is so, not to mention, he is a sword monarch, a sword idiot who is more extreme than the extreme, and has always sought the sword perseverance of swinging the sword only for the sake of swinging the sword, and his fighting spirit will only be more, and will never be less. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

'Buzz ・・・・・・・・'

The twelve hatreds shook the sword body, emitting a hint of a sword sound inviting battle, a pair of cold eyes, full of ruthlessness, indifference, and emptiness from beginning to end, without any expression on his face, he looked at Zheng Zhe ten meters away.

'Forehead ・・・・・'

As soon as he reacted, before he had time to be happy, Zheng Zhe was challenged by the twelve hates, and wiped the sweat drops on his forehead with a little weakness, but as soon as he saw the other party's warlike look, he suddenly felt a trace of unconvincing in his heart, and suddenly the ruthlessness of being a man burst out, gritted his teeth, and thought unhappily in his heart, "Fight it, whoever is afraid of whom, hmph, I don't believe it, with my current strength, I can't beat you a person who has not been strengthened"

Oh, in fact, he has just been out of the range of ordinary people, so his knowledge and combat experience are almost no different from ordinary people, in a panic, Zheng Zha put on a fighting posture randomly, and clenched his fists tightly, although he still felt a little bit of fighting, but when he felt the infinite power coming from his hands, the sense of security suddenly spread throughout his body.

'Huh・・・・・・・・'

At this moment, as soon as he took a pose, Zheng Zha felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly a ghost-like figure galloped towards him, and the shadow was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly, and the killing intent of the dots and lines that passed by suddenly floated in.

It's 12 hates!!

That's right, it's him, just now when Zheng Zha was still preparing, he had already moved, almost in the blink of an eye, he slammed his feet, cut the clouds and stepped out, with a lightning-fast and shadowless body, and stabbed towards Zheng Zha with a sword in an instant.

The sword is just an ordinary metal long sword, not the ink sword he carried behind him, but the ordinary goods he exchanged from the main god, as long as 10 reward points, I have to say that the things created by the main god are really good, although it is just an ordinary long sword that can no longer be ordinary, but its quality is indeed the best and toughest sword among the twelve iron swords that have ever been seen.

The sword came to the sword shadow, the murderous spirit was high, and in the instantaneous change of direction, the twelve hatreds had already rushed to Zheng Zha, and without saying more, he stabbed directly into the opponent's chest with a sword.

An ordinary sword, there is no move at all, it is just a stab that is purely played by physical strength, and he does not use Yuan Force, and even the sword intent in his body is shrunk to the lowest point by him, and he will not notice it easily.

It's not that he underestimated Zheng Zhe, the reason why he did this was just to try what the specific difference was between himself and the enhancer.

Of course, the most objective point is that the current Zheng Zha is still not worthy of him to use any energy control, because Zheng Zhe, who has just been strengthened, does not know how to exert the strengthened power at all.

The sword of the twelve hatreds is very fast, even if it is a sword without any strength, it is terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, such a sword is enough to kill any ordinary person.

Whew...

The light and shadow shuttled, and in an instant, seeing that the sword of the twelve hatreds was about to stab Zheng Zha, who was still in a daze, at this moment, it seemed that the sense of resistance to danger that seemed to be the instinct of the flesh finally came into play, and Zheng Zha subconsciously retreated, and he avoided this killer sword before the long sword was about to penetrate his chest.

The whirring sound of breaking the air narrowly crossed his chest, Zheng Zhe's face turned pale, and a trace of cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and at the same time, he also heard the sound of the sonic boom caused by the speed of the sword cutting the clothes on his chest.

'・・・・・・・ good ・・・・・・'

A sword frightened, around Zheng Zhe has a calm consciousness like a protagonist, and he is also frightened by the twelve hatreds of this extremely fast sword, and his heart is torn apart, and his heart that beats rapidly like an explosion is about to collapse out of his body.

'・・The reaction is good, but unfortunately, the consciousness is still not enough...・' With a cold eye, the twelve hatreds that passed through with a long sword didn't look at Zheng Zha behind him, and said coldly.

'You ・・・・・・' Hearing the comment of the Twelve Hates without the slightest emotion, Zheng Zha's face changed, and a little warmth and anger appeared on his face, and he was about to return the favor.

"Less nonsense, continue, it's not over yet・・・・・・・・・・・・ 'It's a pity that Twelve Hates didn't want to give Zheng Zha any chance to speak at all, and turned around with his backhand and stabbed him with a sword, Zheng Zha, who was still fast, couldn't tell the direction, and the direction of the stab turned out to be the position of Zheng Zha's hamstrings, mother, this is definitely the rhythm that intends to cripple the other party.

It's so fast, it's gone in the blink of an eye.

'・・・・・Ah, don't underestimate people・・・・・ 'Feeling the murderous aura coming from behind him, Zheng Zhe was shocked, maybe it was the desire for survival strength, his fists clenched violently, the green tendons on his head suddenly appeared, he shouted angrily, followed by a force under his feet, jumped up from the ground violently, and the power from the strengthened body suddenly burst out, instantly jumped three meters high, and successfully dodged the sword that cut off the tendons of the twelve hates, and at the same time, he also launched the first attack on the other party in so long, the person was in mid-air, and one foot was a roundabout kick to the twelve hates behind him, and the speed was equally staggering。

What he exchanged was the viscount-level blood clan mutant bloodline and the primary qigong exchange, the energy that should not be compatible with the two, but he didn't know what kind of power he would exert when they were combined, Xu was unable to hold back his strength, and in a trance, Zheng Zha did use the primary qigong that he had just exchanged to attach to this whirling whip leg.

Such physical strength and speed burst attributes are definitely stronger than anyone on the scene, except for Zhang Jie, of course.

For such an almost instinctive counterattack, can the Twelve Hatreds really avoid it smoothly with the fact that they are now barely using any Yuan Force?

The answer, of course, is,

Yes!

Absolutely!

Who is he, he is a dignified sword king, with rich combat experience, and killing enemies is as simple as eating.

In other words, there are countless people he has killed, what kind of dangerous moves have not experienced what kind of dangerous killing moves have not been resisted, as if asking Zheng Zhe, this simple whip leg, how can he be moved.

Facing Zheng Zha's attacking leg, the twelve hated smiled coldly, disdainfully changed his move in an instant, and the sword that was originally stabbed at the opponent's hamstring quickly changed direction, holding a sword flower with one hand, like a squirrel that was foraging, and the fierce sword hit the ground under his feet, and his body followed a borrowed force, like a spinning windmill, and the volley of hula rolled up.

At this time, Zheng Zha's miraculous kick, suddenly felt that he had lost the target of the attack, returned in vain, kicked in the air, and his heart was empty, feeling that the other party was close at hand, Zheng Zha's heart suddenly rose an ominous premonition, and secretly said, 'It's going to be bad', it's too late, at this time he is still in the air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, if the other party hits, he will definitely not be able to hide.

It's too late, it's fast, taking advantage of this gap, Twelve Hates kicked Zheng Zha's waist with a backhand, only to hear a muffled sound, and hit Zheng Zha's body with one foot.

'Ahh

'Poof・・・・・'

The confrontation was all in an instant, the victory and defeat were divided, and as Zheng Zha fell to the ground like a dog eating, this battle that was not a battle finally came to an end.

Gently stabilizing his body, the twelve hated bodies fell to the ground in an ethereal posture, one person and one sword, one hand on his back, and his expression was still indifferent.

At this time, he spoke, "The difference between you and me is that you have a lot of power, but you don't know how to use it, and I, although my physical level is much worse than yours, I can control my body well, but you can't ・・・・・・・" in a cold voice, and the expression of the twelve haters was not proud of such a victory, but still a faint tone.

'Cough・・・・Cough・・' coughed depressedly twice, relieving the pain on his body, Zheng Zha got up from the ground lonely, and after a while, he sighed dejectedly, and suddenly, with a serious expression, he said to the twelve hatreds with a firm expression and a little respect, "You are very strong, can you teach me how to control my body?" I thought, I need a mentor'

In the face of Zheng Zha's pious request for advice, the Twelve Hates sneered again, and then walked towards their room without saying anything, walked about ten meters away, tilted their heads slightly, and said coldly, "My cultivation...

Leaving a lonely, vague figure and vanishing.

At this time, several people watching from the side also surrounded one after another, and Zhang Jie patted Zheng Zhe's shoulder violently, and said half-jokingly and half-comfortingly, "Brother, don't care, you are already very good, you are different from him, how can he say that he is also a martial arts master, you used to be just an ordinary person, don't be discouraged"

'That's right, he's a martial arts master...,' Li Xiaoyi answered.

"Actually, it's also right to understand your own shortcomings, so that at least you won't be arrogant because you get strength, don't be discouraged, there is still a lot of time, you will catch up with him" The last to speak was Lan Lan, she first organized her words, and then calmly persuaded Zheng Zhe.