Chapter 67: The Clown Mask

Zhou Zheng did not dodge, but met him.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Zheng was simply sent to death and sent to the other party's war knife. Think about it, killing two people in the street, in the law of order in the buried bones, the order team has the right to kill on the spot. This young warrior can't escape a dead word.

It's just that the strong man feels that his sword seems to have cut into the afterimage of the other party.

Before the strong man could react, Zhou Zheng's dagger was already on his neck.

"What?"

"This guy even dares to kill someone from the Order Team?"

"He's definitely gone crazy."

The warriors around were surprised and delighted.

What they saw today was definitely the craziest and challenged their nerves. Like these today, it's extremely hard to see. What kind of courage does it take for this crazy fellow to dare to put a weapon on their necks even from the Orderly?

Zhou Zheng didn't care about the others, showed a smile, and said lightly: "The reflexes are a little poor, and you still need to practice a lot." ”

"You ......"

The strong man was so angry that his muscles rose, he stared at Zhou Zheng and said, "Put down your weapon." ”

The four members of the order next to him were furious, but they didn't dare to attack rashly, God knows what this crazy warrior wanted to do, in case his head was hot and he sent the dagger, the captain was probably more than lucky. Looking at this dagger, you can also know that it is an armor-piercing weapon, and the value is still very high.

Zhou Zheng laughed and said, "Put down the weapon and put it down." ”

Zhou Zheng simply withdrew the dagger, and then stood proudly on the street.

As soon as he got out of trouble, the fierce man slashed towards Zhou Zheng. Star power was infused into the weapon, flashing with purple light, and the sword qi tore through the air. This blow was completely carried out by the fierce man with all his might, and the momentum was very terrifying.

It's just that Zhou Zheng still smiled lightly and took a step suddenly.

The storm seemed to have stopped abruptly, and Zhou Zheng's blood drinking appeared on the neck of the fierce man again, and the edge even cut through a trace of skin.

"Grass!"

The sturdy man was taken aback, his movements stagnated, and he stared at Zhou Zheng dumbfounded.

The warriors next to them were all surprised, but they knew this fierce man.

Who doesn't know Tang Fengxiao in this area?

But the current Tang Fengxiao is different from the Tang Fengxiao they have seen, before every blow is completed, someone puts the dagger on the neck. The first time can be said to be careless, so what about the second time? Or is it carelessness and coincidence?

At this time, the onlookers looked at Zhou Zhenglai.

Is this really just an eighth-stage martial artist? That's too wicked, isn't it?

Killing a tenth-stage martial artist with one blow, this is not counting, the eleventh-stage Qin Tiannan is also the fate of being killed in his hands. The current Tang Fengxiao, the identity of the twelfth section, and the captain of this piece of order team, was also very simple to be restrained, and there was no way to resist at all.

Zhou Zheng restrained Tang Fengxiao, and the other four team members threw rat traps and did not dare to move.

Looking at the fire-breathing Tang Fengxiao, Zhou Zheng smiled lightly: "What, are you not convinced?" ”

Zhou Zheng's appearance did not kill the two of them in the slightest, destroying the consciousness of the order of the burial place.

Tang Fengxiao snorted coldly: "If you have the ability to kill me, you won't be able to escape." My people will be here soon, no matter how powerful you are, can you face hundreds or thousands of order members? ”

"Still not convinced!"

Zhou Zheng smiled dumbly, he removed the dagger, and said with a light smile: "Since you are not convinced, I will give you another chance." ”

Tang Fengxiao broke away from Zhou Zheng's dagger, but waved his hand and said, "Let's go together, don't worry about killing." As he spoke, he took the lead and rushed towards Zhou Zheng.

The other four people are also initiated, and they of the twelfth stage were originally the best among them, otherwise they would not have been selected into the order team. In fact, the Order Corps is also under the authority of the Ministry of Armaments and is a violent body one level lower than the Patrol Corps.

The five people started at the same time, and the sword light formed completely enveloped Zhou Zheng.

Xiang Shihan was so frightened that cold sweat came out, clenched his fists tightly, and stood on the street at a loss.

Zhou Zheng seemed to be in a raging storm, but without a trace of panic, he suddenly stepped out of a few mysterious steps, but he bypassed the war knives of several other people and appeared in front of Tang Fengxiao. Drinking blood and handing it out, Tang Fengxiao's eyes were shocked, and he wanted to dodge, but no matter how he dodged, he couldn't escape this dagger.

"Stop!"

Zhou Zheng roared, shaking the eardrums of nearby people.

Tang Fengxiao broke out in a cold sweat as he found that his neck was once again being held by a dagger.

Once or twice can be said to be a coincidence of carelessness, but what about the third time?

How can there be so many coincidences in this world?

The eighth-stage martial artist in front of him gave him a very strong feeling, so strong that he felt a sense of suffocation. Twelfth paragraph, when facing an eighth paragraph, there is such a feeling, even Tang Fengxiao doesn't know why, or is it an instinctive reaction of fear?

Again, the people around were dumbfounded by this outcome.

"Didi ......"

The whistle of the Order Team sounded, and several teams of Order appeared in the street, and they rushed towards it.

Zhou Zheng put away the dagger with a smile, and Tang Fengxiao and the five of them did not attack again, but surrounded Zhou Zheng. Zhou Zheng was terrible, but they couldn't let him get out of here. And more team members are coming, no matter how powerful he is, he is just one person.

"Okay, the game is over, I'll give Shen Jun Xingjian some training to you, and your ability needs to be improved." Zhou Zheng smiled lightly.

Tang Fengxiao's eyes contracted, of course he knew who Shen Junxing was, the head of the Armament Department, the president of the Martial Arts Union, and one of the three giants of the Buried Bones Land. Looking at Zhou Zheng's appearance, it seems that he knows President Shen and has a good relationship?

Zhou Zheng took out his satellite communicator from his pocket.

The reason why the satellite communication device is the mark of a *-level powerhouse is not only that there is a skeleton badge on the satellite communication, but also because it has a projection function.

Zhou Zheng activated, and suddenly shot out a ray of light from the satellite communicator, somewhat similar to a grenade, but in a three-dimensional form, with Zhou Zheng's information on it. A red A-word made the people next to him gasp and become ecstatic at the same time.

"*-level authority, strong-level martial artist."

The screams rang out one after another, you must know that among the entire tens of millions of people, there were only dozens of strong-level martial artists, and they were so mysterious and unknown.

If you want to see a strong-level martial artist, it's like ascending to the sky.

But now, a powerhouse-level martial artist appeared here and showed them their suffocating strength.

A strong martial artist of the eighth dan, a young martial artist.

It's incredible, so that everyone stares at Zhou Zheng as if they have seen a rare animal, and they can't believe it. In their imagination, that one of the strongest-level martial artists is not a thirteenth- or fourth-level super storage zĂ i? But Zhou Zheng in front of him only has eight paragraphs.

Of course, they would not doubt Zhou Zheng's strength.

Qin Tiannan of the eleventh stage was killed in seconds, it was Tang Fengxiao, the captain of this area of the order team, and the martial artist of the twelfth stage, but he didn't have any resistance, and he was pointed at the neck three times. It is certain that if Zhou Zheng wanted Tang Fengxiao's life, he could wipe out Tang Fengxiao with a complete blow.

What kind of terrible strength is this? Unfathomable and suffocating.

"You're a powerhouse-level martial artist?"

Tang Fengxiao has not yet changed from this change, if Zhou Zheng is really a strong-level martial artist, then what is this street killing? As long as they don't betray the mayor or betray the place where the bones are buried, they can walk sideways in the land of bones without any constraints.

This is the terrible *-level authority, a right that only a strong-level martial artist can enjoy.

Zhou Zheng turned off the projection function in the satellite communicator, retracted it into his pocket, and said, "I am the newly promoted No. 077, Captain Tang, can I leave now?" ”

"When...... Of course! ”

Tang Fengxiao became extremely respectful, an eighth-stage martial artist, he was simply a demon in the strong level.

At this time, Xiang Shihan had not yet recovered from a series of changes.

Zhou Zheng walked up to her and said with a smile: "I said, I'll be fine." ”

"But ......"

This series of impacts, Xiang Shihan needs to digest it well, she doesn't understand, in a month, Jian Zhouzheng can become a strong-level martial artist in the place where bones are buried. This...... It's completely like a dream, she knows what kind of existence the powerhouse level of the buried bones is, and they are the masters of the buried bones.

Zhou Zheng, who has only been here for a month, has just broken through the eighth stage, and he ...... How did he do it?

Looking at Xiang Shihan's confused eyes, Zhou Zheng pinched her nose and pulled her away.

"I'll go back and explain to you when the time comes, we're all going to be monkeys now."

The dozens of order team members who arrived could naturally only watch Zhou Zheng's departure. Their job is to clean it up. At least the two people who were killed, it can only be said that they were unlucky, it was not good to collide with anyone, but they came to collide with a strong man, isn't this looking for death?

……

in the crowd.

A man who is hidden by long hair, showing only half of his face, but the mask of a clown.

His two eyes locked on Zhou Zheng's body.

Then, he showed a smile and muttered, "Zhou Zheng, hehe, very good, very good." You...... Finally, it's time to bury the bones. His voice was so small that no one knew what he was talking about, and with his strange attire, no one dared to approach him.

The man wearing the clown mask didn't care about the eyes of others, and kept watching Zhou Zheng and Xiang Shihan disappear.

"Strong?"

"Sure enough, no matter where he goes, he will become the focus of one party."

"But, as a prey at the top of the list, I wonder if you're ready?"

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