Zhou Zheng glanced at his attributes, and the threefold skyrocket, the attributes can be called against the sky.

Unconsciously, Zhou Zheng showed a smile.

Qi Zhiyong, who was wielding a war knife in the distance, stopped, he stared at Zhou Zheng viciously, and saw the blade Spider King knife foot in Zhou Zheng's hand, and a sarcastic look appeared on his face. This Zhou Zheng will be tricky, carrying a knife foot, what can he do.

Qi Zhiyong held the war knife, pointed at Zhou Zheng, and rushed up.

In Qi Zhiyong's belief, he fought quickly and fought to cut Zhou Zheng under the knife in between breaths.

dragged on until now, it seems to be less than ten minutes, but his dignified face as a god of war has long been lost. Dealing with a tenth-stage martial artist, the winner has not yet been decided, and in the hearts of countless people, he Qi Zhiyong has already lost.

"Ahhh......h

Qi Zhiyong, who was roaring, arrived in front of Zhou Zheng in an instant, and when he slashed out, it seemed to be a knife, but in fact, it was as many as a dozen knives, which formed a line of knife shadows.

Zhou Zheng really didn't hide this time, the thief's attributes increased by three times, overlapping with the level ability of the martial artist, and even stronger than Qi Zhiyong, why did he hide? Choosing to fight here is to defeat Qi Zhiyong head-on.

"Buzz!"

When the blade foot waved, there was a sound, which was extremely terrifying.

Under the infusion of star power, the blade foot emitted a silver light, and then the silver was covered by Zhou Zheng's star power, showing a patch of purple.

"Buzz!"

The sword foot caught up, and it collided with Qi Zhiyong's war knife fiercely.

"Look for death." Qi Zhiyong smiled fiercely, the power of the eighteenth stage martial artist. Is it so easy to hold? Last time it was just careless, but this time...... Unconsciously, even more violent power poured out, causing the sword to burst out with an even more dazzling red light.

Strong strength, Qi Zhiyong knew that Zhou Zheng would not only be nailed into the desert this time.

The power of the concussion will shatter all Zhou Zheng's internal organs.

"Boom!"

The impact sounded, and Qi Zhiyong only felt a huge uncontrollable force coming from his arm, and under the vibration of his five fingers, he almost had no way to hold the battle knife. And this force. Let Qi Zhi bravely fly upside down a few meters. fell to the ground, stomped on the broken cement surface, and stood firm after more than ten steps.

"This ...... This...... How is this possible? ”

Qi Zhiyong's eyes widened for a while, and he couldn't believe the identity of Zhou Zheng's tenth section. He was able to resist a blow with all his might.

And that's not all. On the other hand, Zhou Zheng. He only sank into the crumbling cement under his feet, but he didn't take a step back.

……

"Whew!"

Countless warriors who were watching all let out an exclamation.

presented to them. It turned out to be Qi Zhiyong who was shocked away, and Zhou Zheng didn't even take a step back, standing on the ground like an old tree. The raised blade foot reflected a white luster in the sunlight.

Originally, they thought that the scene where Zhongzhou Zheng would be sent flying dozens of meters did not happen at all, but the scene was just the opposite, and it was Qi Zhiyong who was ejected.

"The strength of the tenth-rank martial artist is greater than the eighteenth-rank, how is this possible?"

The covering scene made countless warriors unbelievable and difficult to accept.

But that's the case, not to mention them, even Qi Zhiyong was stunned in place, unable to understand what was going on.

"It must be a coincidence, yes, a coincidence."

Qi Zhiyong thinks so, and so do the warriors.

Zhang Ning, who was on the street of the burial place, was motionless, and he couldn't understand when Zhou Zheng had such perverted power.

"Old five, good job, come on."

"Envoy Zhou, just do it."

Xie Yang and they roared regardless of it, they didn't care so much, they were confident that they were wholeheartedly supporting Zhou Zheng.

The others who shouted for Zhou's envoy were the warriors who bet on Zhou Zheng. They were all excited, as if they saw a chance of victory, and shouted frantically: "Kill him, kill him." ”

In this crazy moment, what if it is a god of war?

……

Zhou Zheng lifted his leg and stared at Qi Zhiyong, revealing a sneer.

"Phew!"

With a roar, Zhou Zheng slammed the ground, and the people turned into cannonballs and rushed towards Qi Zhiyong.

Since they think it's a coincidence, let yourself use a storm-like offensive to shatter the illusion in their minds.

rushed to Qi Zhiyong in an instant, so that the other party had not yet reacted. Zhou Zheng's speed was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, a distance of tens of meters arrived. As soon as his body pressed, Zhou Zheng hit Qi Zhiyong's stomach fiercely with his shoulder.

"Bang!"

In the loud noise, Qi Zhiyong was directly knocked out of the way hundreds of meters away, slammed into the ground, and slid away.

"Click."

"Click."

With a series of cracking sounds, some of the skeletons on the ground were knocked out by Qi Zhiyong, and a deep ravine was plowed out.

"Roaring ......"

Zhou Zheng stood on the ground, holding his sword and feet, looking up to the sky and roaring, like a god of war.

"Wow!"

Qi Zhiyong spat out another mouthful of blood, and the person struggled to stand up. The armor was gray under the dust, and there were as many wolves as there were. Zhou Zheng's collision is definitely not light, even Qi Zhiyong of the eighteenth section can't bear it.

", it can't be." Extremely strong, Qi Zhiyong can feel it, he has tried Xiao Jianling's strength, this Zhou Zheng's strength is even above Xiao Jianling. This is absolutely impossible, how could a tenth-stage martial artist burst out with such a strong force.

"Impossible."

Roaring, Qi Zhiyong lifted his sword, stepped on the ground, and roared up.

Zhou Zheng did not hesitate, and also carried the knife and foot to meet him.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Dang!"

"Boom!"

The sound of a continuous battle rang out, making it impossible to tell how many knives had been exchanged in an instant. The sword qi that continued to erupt swept towards all directions. Scratched the ground one after another. In this case, every warrior stared at the center of the arena.

The place of bones became silent, and the warriors were all staring at the screen, watching this thrilling battle.

The two of them shot quickly, covering the cognition of countless martial artists.

"If you fight them, this attack speed ......"

This question made the faces of the martial artists change drastically, and they could almost imagine that they didn't even react to this kind of attack speed. Or when fighting. Not even a single thought. The knife had already cut through his body, turning it in half.

"So perverted."

God of War level, for the first time, showed their power to the world.

It was Xiao Jianling, who was also thinking about whether he could have an attack speed like Qi Zhiyong.

In the field.

In a moment. It becomes unbelievable.

Zhou Zheng of the ten paragraphs. It turned out to be Qi Zhiyong fighting. Every move is an offensive. And Qi Zhiyong, the sword waved. It's all about Zhou Zheng's knife feet. The terrifying power made Qi Zhiyong constantly retreat, and every step was stepping into the mud and sand.

Crazy knife, each knife will force Qi Zhiyong back a big step.

In just one minute, Zhou Zheng forced Qi Zhiyong to the sidelines.

"Die."

Zhou Zheng roared, and at the moment when Qi Zhiyong couldn't parry, the sword foot hit Qi Zhiyong's armor fiercely in a luster. The powerful force blasted Qi Zhiyong out in an instant, turned into a cannonball, and rushed towards the wooden stake.

The warriors let out a scream, and under the impact of Qi Zhiyong, the wooden stakes broke one by one.

"Bang Bang ......"

In the sound of a series of impacts, Qi Zhiyong almost broke through this large piece of wooden stake before stopping.

Zhou Zheng lowered his sword feet and stood proudly in the field, since he came to this new world, this was the most enjoyable game he played. Full output, the perfect combination of power and speed, has created what countless people see today. He, Zhou Zheng, has the strength and speed of the Buried Bones at this moment.

Distance.

In a flip of the warriors, Qi Zhiyong struggled to stand up.

At this moment, there were bursts of cracks on Qi Zhiyong's armor, and a hole was broken. The top armor in the land of bones, which is known as the top armor, was destroyed and shattered in Zhou Zhenggang's blow.

The martial artists around were all shocked, how powerful did it take to create this effect?

For a while, the eyes of every martial artist looking at Zhou Zheng definitely changed.

Now who dares to say that the warriors of the lower level are crippled.

Now who dares to say that the low-level warriors must step on the bottom?

Now who dares to say that the God of War level will definitely be high.

Now who dares to say that a low-level martial artist can't defeat a higher-level martial artist than himself?

Zhou Zheng now showed everyone what a counterattack is, and also let countless martial artists see that a tenth-stage martial artist can also completely explode an eighteen-stage martial artist with the power he has. No matter what Zhou Zheng relied on, Zhou Zheng at this moment already had a strength that surpassed that of the God of War.

Maybe it's the resonance, this kind of weak person's counterattack made countless warriors cheer.

Qi Zhiyong, who was gray-headed and gray-faced, had bones all over his body at the moment, as if they had been torn down, and the pain of that juliè made him almost crush his teeth. A trail of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth and dripped into the sand.

"It can't be."

Until now, Qi Zhiyong has not been able to accept this qiē.

Dignified God of War level, with eighteen-stage skills, but he was beaten by a tenth-stage martial artist to vomit blood, without any tricks, it was completely a hard-hitting way that could not cheat or trick, and even his armor was shattered.

It can be imagined how powerful Zhou Zheng's blow just now.

The strong ** couldn't withstand the concussive force of this blow, making Qi Zhiyong almost unstable on his feet.

One hand propped up the war knife on the ground, Qi Zhiyong clutched his chest, and his eyes quickly became bloodshot. The cheers in his ears made Qi Zhiyong even more angry, staring at Zhou Zheng.

"I ...... Don't admit defeat. ”

Almost in the way of roaring, this sentence was shouted, and Qi Zhiyong rushed out again.

(Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommended ticket, there should be a chapter later, I want to save the manuscript for the National Day, it will be updated slower, and I promised my family to go out and have a fun.) ）