"Humph! What a bold man, he dared to go wild in the Holy Land! What an ignorant bunch of wild monkeys! ”

In Zhu Xing's eyes, the light flashed, and he came to the front of the large group of people brought by Shiro Saori in three steps and two steps, snorted coldly, and scolded.

When he saw a man with a huge bald head with a shiny oil, wearing kendo armor and holding a bamboo sword in his hand, jumping up and down like a monkey, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes revealed a thick disgust. Zhu Xing knew that this man's name was Tatsumi Tokumaru, and he was the housekeeper of Joto Mitsumasa, so it can be said that Joto Saori was raised by him, and he also handed over the golden scepter changed by the goddess of victory to Joto Saori, but he just didn't have a good impression of this bald butler, and even hated this big bald head very much.

All along, Zhu Xing had a wish, that is, if one day, when he saw this hateful bald head with his own eyes, he would definitely beat him hard!

Therefore, Zhu Xingming knew that this Tatsumi Tokumaru was arrogant, but he still scolded this person in the same tone, in order to naturally provoke this big bald head.

As expected, Tatsumi Tokumaru heard Zhu Xing's scolding, and immediately jumped like thunder, raised the bamboo sword in his hand and slashed at Zhu Xing's head!

At this moment, Zhu Xing's small universe is already at the peak of the sixth sense, only half a step away from the seventh sense, and its strength is naturally far beyond Tatsumi Demaru, so when Tatsumi Demaru slashed at him with a bamboo sword, he didn't even move, and used his own outgoing breath to shake this tough bamboo sword into a puff of powder! Then, with a few flicks of his fingers, the invisible holy sword pointed out, piercing several small holes in Tatsumi Tokumaru's arms and legs, and then, looking at this bald butler who was still with an arrogant and domineering expression just now, fell to his feet in an instant, and blood gushed out from the small holes in his arms and legs that were pierced by Zhu Xing, and Tatsumi Steward rolled back and forth in this pool of blood, wailing incessantly......

Seeing this bald butler who used to be the most hated was in such a miserable state, Zhu Xing's heart suddenly had a hearty feeling, which made him can't help but think of the thoughts often mentioned in the novel, maybe since he read the "Saint Seiya" manga when he was a child, he hated this bald butler named Tatsumi Tokumaru, and after more than 20 years, this dislike has been almost obsessed. At this moment, although his methods are a little more ruthless, they just vent the disgust that has accumulated for more than 20 years!

Tatsumi Demaru was pierced by Zhu Xing to a blood gourd, and Tatsumi Butler, who was above 10,000 people under the Chenghu Consortium, became so miserable, which naturally made the security guards of the Chenghu Consortium very angry, therefore, this group of arrogant and domineering consortium security guards who were used to being stabbed in their own nests swarmed out and rushed over to Zhu Xing......

"A bunch of idiots! Dare to go wild in our holy area, I really don't know how to write dead words! ”

"Ah...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Yes...... Ah......h

Whether it's because he used to be a ** silk fart, or now as a glorious captain of the Sanctuary Miscellaneous Army, to these bad people in black suits and black sunglasses, like carved out of a mold, it is not a good impression at all, he can hate Tatsumi Tokumaru to the root, one of them is like a blood gourd, rolling all over the ground, and the means are even more ruthless to these guys who say that the security guard of such and such a company is written on the business card, but in fact they are some underworld elements.

Zhu Xing flicked his fingers, and one after another, the invisible and shadowless, sharp and fierce holy sword swords burst out in an instant, and these guys in black suits and black sunglasses who rushed up also pierced into blood gourds one by one, rolling all over the ground in the pool of blood that flowed out of them.

"You've gone too far! weishenme is so vicious? They're just ordinary people! ”

Just as Zhu Xing was in a happy mood admiring that these nasty guys had turned into a pile of blood gourds rolling all over the ground, a righteous voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Zhu Xing frowned slightly, raised his eyes, and saw five tall or short, thin or sturdy teenagers carrying huge bronze boxes on their backs, and it was the one who spoke as the leader, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a righteous and awe-inspiring image, and a well-proportioned teenager. As soon as his heart moved, he immediately remembered that this must be the other five bronze saint warriors, speaking in such an impulsive tone, such righteous words, Yasung Cheng is the weakened version of Seiya's unicorn constellation evil martial arts.

"Excessive? This is the Sanctuary, the place where Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom, descends, the sacred sanctuary! Since the age of mythology, trespassing in the Sanctuary has had only one end...... That's death! And you not only trespassed into the Holy Domain, but also killed the Saint Seiya who stayed behind in the Holy Domain, and even broke into the Zodiac, I didn't kill them on the spot now, it's already for the sake of them that they are just mortals! ”

"The boxes of you carrying bronze holy clothes on your back must be the traitors among the bronze saints who ignored the pope's ban on escaping the world and announced the existence of the saint to the world and participated in the Galaxy Championship!"

Zhu Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, seeing that these five bronze saint seiyas happened to be in front of Joto Saori, his heart couldn't help but move, and the words that came out of his mouth immediately changed their taste.

As a teenager, and also a boy who fell under the pure white skirt of Joto Saori, he was a attacker, and when he saw the object of his admiration, he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, unconscious, and he held back a fire in his heart, and when he heard Zhu Xing's sarcastic words, the fire could no longer be suppressed, and he jumped up.

With a roar, the bronze box behind it opened instantly, and a mighty unicorn with a bronze luster flew out of the box, and in an instant, it was decomposed into parts of different shapes, covering the body of the evil martial artist, and in an instant, it formed a set of bronze armor with a unique temperament!

"Unicorn Run!"

Although the evil martial artist was furious, he did not mess up, but first put on his bronze holy clothes, and then urged the small universe with all his strength to perform his own tricks!

After putting on the bronze holy clothes, the evil martial arts performed their tricks with all their might, like a unicorn going crazy, and rushed straight towards Zhu Xing, but Zhu Xing didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, he still stood firmly in place, just raised his right arm, put five slender fingers together, and gently slashed down at the unicorn that was rushing towards him......

Before, Evil Wu saw that Zhu Xing just flicked his fingers, and stabbed out the blood holes on people's arms and legs one by one, although he hated his ruthless methods and vicious mouth, but he didn't dare to despise Zhu Xing at all, after experiencing the Galaxy Championship, Evil Wu already understood that even the Saint Seiya also has a difference between high and low, strong and weak, so when he saw Zhu Xing raise his arm and cut down towards him, he was even more careful, and sure enough, a sharp, sharp, and fierce invisible and shadowless cold chill quietly appeared above his head, The bronze-shiny unicorn head helmet on the head of the evil warrior didn't block the cold chill of the incomparable sharpness, and the entire helmet was cut in half silently!

Fortunately, Zhu Xing was reluctant to kill him, so he just cut off the bronze holy clothes helmet of the evil martial arts, cut his scalp, and made this hot-blooded young man calm and calm.

"Fuck off! You traitors, dare to do something in the Holy Realm, do you really not want to live? ”

Zhu Xing's silver-white pupils, narrowed slightly, and showed two cold eyes, sweeping towards the evil martial arts and the other four bronze saints who were wearing holy clothes and wanted to rush over to fight, his fingers were put together with his hands, his arms were naturally hanging down at his sides, and the whole person was like a peerless sword, pulled out of the scabbard, and the cold and fierce sword intent rose from his body, and the pure killing intent was instantly enveloped in the five bronze saint fighters......

The five Bronze Saint Seiya Spirits shuddered, and involuntarily trembled and staggered back a few steps, just in time to let Joto Saori out.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Xing's mouth, he stepped forward quickly, walked to Joto Saori, squatted down, stretched out his hand and dipped the red blood that flowed from the wound, and at the moment when his slender fingers were stained with Joto Saori's blood, his eyes couldn't help but be cold, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was suddenly closed!

"Damn! I know that the guy from the main god will definitely not make such a simple task! It turns out that Saori Joto has not completed the zuihou ritual of the reincarnation of the goddess, and she cannot be reincarnated as a god, in other words, her blood is not the blood of a god! (To be continued)