Yes, I never thought that I would see the flying sword today, my expression is ridiculous, just like those scientific people who despise Taoism as deceiving gods and ghosts, and suddenly when they see ghosts and gods, their mouths open in disbelief, and their mouths are like a piece of poop stuffed into them, and they can't swallow it, and they can't spit it out.

To describe it from a relative perspective, that is, I, who have always despised scientific people holding aliens, feel like I saw aliens standing in front of me tonight...... It's not tears that can be described.

Unlike ordinary people, because I am an insider, I know the secrets of the industry better. Shushan, that only belongs to the legend, the flying sword, that can only be seen in movies and novels.

Among Taoists, even if it is rumored to have the art of the sword, it has long been proven by countless predecessors to be just a piece of paper, or used by some people with impure motives to fool people.

But now, I really saw the legendary sword technique, and not only did I see it, but the silver flying sword in the night was shooting towards the door in front of me at lightning speed.

It wants my life! …… The chill carried by the sound of the wind made my heart cold and my heart soared.

It's too late, it's too fast, just when the flying sword is only 0.1 centimeters away from me, the danger makes my potential explode like never before. The moment my pupils widened, I leaned back at a 45-degree angle, supported the ground with my hands, and made a Paris arch bridge.

There was a click, and there was a sound of bones breaking from the waist...... In an instant, I burst into tears, the slender waist with a waist circumference of 80! I almost broke ...... by myself.

"Be careful...... Flash away. "At the moment when I was bending down to dodge the silver sword, I suddenly saw the flying sword flying towards Chen Zheng, stabbing directly at Chen Zheng's face.

Everyone exclaimed, and Fan Wuchang beside me let out an angry roar and wanted to rush forward, but the speed of the flying sword was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed to Chen Zheng's eyebrows.

It was at this moment that a scene occurred that made my brain lose my mind instantly. I forgot about the pain, and I didn't even notice that my forehead, which had been bruised by the sword qi, was ticking and bleeding.

And the reason why I lost my mind was because of Chen Zheng...... Moved.

At the moment when the flying sword deceived him, Chen Zheng's tightly closed eyes opened suddenly, and a terrifying chill crossed his dead eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, a momentum that shocked the mountains and rivers and made all things surrender instantly collapsed from Chen Zheng's body.

"Roar ......" Chen Zheng looked up to the sky and roared, this sudden angry howl, like a lion's roar, like a tiger's roar, shocked everyone to cover their ears, and even more, they couldn't withstand this coercion, and they were paralyzed on the ground in an instant, and the silver sword that pierced into Chen's front door an inch ago was actually forced in the air by this roar.

"Crooked and heretical, you dare to deceive me...... Is it true that my fist is vegetarian? With boundless domineering, wanting to compete with the arrogance of the Heavenly Princess, Chen Zheng's pale sideburns danced wildly, bent down and jumped, and a pair of iron fists fearlessly greeted the flying sword that was coming from him.

Hurried as a tidal wave, furious as a tsunami...... Chen Zheng's fist and the flying sword collided hard in the air. There was a loud bang, like a metal collision, waves and waves, and the stone chips in the secret passage almost shook off.

Chen Zheng's pale body took a few steps back, and blood slowly flowed down from the gap in the Tiger Fist.

The flying sword that could split the boulder in an instant was bounced back a few feet at this moment and hit the wall of the secret passage, but the flying sword was extraordinary after all, and the moment it fell into the wall, it immediately swirled in the air, and the silver light flickered, and it was murderous again towards Chen Zheng.

And Chen Zheng was even more ferocious, even though his fists were shocked and blood flowed out, he still held those iron fists fearlessly to bully him.

Chen Zheng's punch is a kind of death punch, and the death fist is in the inner boxing, which refers to the kind of boxing method that has no turning back when you shoot, even if you lose 10,000 yourself, you will hurt 8,000 enemies.

This is a kind of domineering and masculine hard fist, and the process of its cultivation is extremely difficult, and those who are not very persistent cannot bear this kind of pain at all.

And at this moment, Chen Zheng has brought this domineering boxing to the extreme, punch after punch, fist with an indomitable tragic momentum, every punch, there is a tiger roar rushing from the arm, the fist does not fail, and it hits the silver sword at all.

The collision of the fist and the sword emitted a roar like a metal collision, and every collision was like thunder on the ground, shaking people's hearts palpitating.

The silver sword was weird and unorganized, flexible and cunning, constantly changing its trajectory in the air, and the sword directly sealed Chen Zheng's lifeline.

Chen Zheng's fist was domineering and resolute, vowing to break through the mountains and rivers and move forward.

In the collision of two or three in a row, Chen Zheng's fist was already stained with blood, which was the blood left by himself in the battle, not the enemy.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been frightened, his face turned pale, and he thought about how to escape under the edge of the flying sword. But Chen Zheng's face not only showed no cowardice, but the more he fought, the more he was injured, his momentum was a few points better, and the speed of his punches was incredibly faster, so fierce that it was suffocating.

Under Chen Zheng's two-defeated fighting style, the cold glow of the silver sword slowly weakened, and it didn't take long for it to be struck to the ground by Chen Zheng's bloody fist.

Blood slowly fell to the ground along Chen Zheng's fingers, and Chen Zheng at this moment was like an iron-blooded warrior on the ancient battlefield, although he was injured, he was fearless, like a mountain...... Wind and thunder cannot be moved.

Quiet...... The secret passage was so quiet that it could be heard that the needles were dropping, and everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at the arrogant man standing in the middle of the secret passage.

And my heart was even more shocked...... Before I saw Chen Zheng, I thought that the fat man's tiger-shaped fist was already quite hot, and he had a bit of the momentum of a tiger roaring mountains and rivers. However, after seeing Chen Zheng's punch, I suddenly found that the fat man's tiger-shaped fist was just a child's play, and he couldn't beat the domineering spirit of the king of beasts at all.

Chen Zheng's fist ...... It is a well-deserved tiger roaring mountain river.

The earth-shattering roar that emanated from the dantian, the explosive speed of bending and jumping. The crackling sound of a punch like a bone bursting is enough to prove that Chen Zheng is an internal master, and he is also one of the best internal masters in the world today.

The dragon is the dantian, the tiger is the spine ......, this is the mystery of the inner boxing, the inner fist strength, is to scatter people scattered outside the spirit of concentration of a thought, hands and feet body movements, shun in the reverse, retracted in the dantian.

The bright energy, dark energy, and chemical energy are full of qi and go up, from the meter strength, and then to the ruler strength, and then to the inch strength, the whole body is one breath, and the dantian is agitated with each other, inside and outside are one, when punching, everywhere around the body is a swing.

It's just that there are very few people in the world who can do this, not to mention that there are as many people as flaws in their shapes, even if they have cultivated the dark energy, those who can participate in it are even more golden, and Chen Zheng is like this, and the martial artist who has cultivated the qi and momentum is simply a rare encounter in a hundred years.

Not only was I shocked, but everyone in the secret passage was deeply shocked by the demeanor of this punch. No one could have expected that Chen Zheng, who had always been like a weak scholar, would become so domineering and boundless in an instant, dominating the world.

After half a ring, I came back to my senses and vaguely remembered that Chen Zheng was not only the leader of Tanglin, but also the champion of deadly martial arts in Macau's underground boxing stadium. A pair of tiger punches fought all over half of Macau, and no one was invincible.

Buzzing...... There was a soft groan in his ears, as thin as a mosquito to hear......

But this soft groan made the faces of everyone in the secret passage change, because this voice came from the small silver sword that was knocked down by Chen Zheng.

All gods have spirits, whether it is weapons or spirit wood, they will produce spiritual wisdom after being conceived for a period of time.

And the sound coming from this silver sword is enough to show that this silver sword is full of spirituality, even if it does not produce independent spiritual intelligence, I am afraid it will not be too far behind.

What's even more terrifying is that there is a behind-the-scenes controller behind this silver sword. Connected by heart and blood, he controls this unguardable flying sword.

A strange flow of paper people, a lost sword technique...... Coming together tonight, I don't know if they're a group of people or two. But I can be sure that they have only one goal, and that is ...... Chen Zheng.

There was a few more buzzing sounds, and the silver sword struggled on the ground a few times like a defeated general, and then jumped into the air all of a sudden, and the cold sword blade pointed directly at Chen Zheng's face, and was about to attack again.

Chen Zheng's eyes were cold, and the cold glint in his eyes flickered, and he clenched his fist again, roaring and punching at the silver sword again.

"Ahem......" The unexpected scene happened again, Chen Zheng, who roared towards the silver sword like a tiger, suddenly stopped halfway, and then he squatted down, coughing painfully with a painful face. Not long after, another mouthful of bright red blood spit out of Chen Zheng's mouth, and the tiger fist that stopped in mid-air and went all the way forward finally hung down weakly like an old man in the twilight.

"Brother Zheng's old injury has flare-up, help him go" Fan Wuchang covered his shoulders and struggled to get up again.

At this time, the silver sword in mid-air seemed to realize the weakness of the enemy, seized the opportunity, and a burst of dazzling silver light appeared on the blade, and then, like lightning, stabbed straight into Chen Zheng's face.

The previous invincible underworld overlord, the majestic Chen Zheng, once again fell into a dead end