In Qiu Xiaoyu's opinion, he is the kind of person who will also bury the fish on the plate after eating it. And a guy like An Zheng is a layman who casually throws it into the trash after eating.

Qiu Xiaoyu never thought that he would become a layman like An Zheng, he felt that everything had to be neat. For example, how many knives he left on Nie Qing's body just now, how many knives he left on Fei Qiansong's body.

When An Zheng passed by Fei Qiansong's side, Fei Qiansong raised his hand in a dying breath, and said in a weak voice Save me.

An Zheng ignored it, dropped a bottle of wound medicine and strode away.

Save her?

Being able to drop a bottle of wound medicine there is already benevolence and righteousness for An Zheng. There is no one who should not die in the eyes of An Zheng. And even if it is killed, it should not be killed neatly. They killed others by whatever means they had.

It is not cruel to treat others in their own way, but karma.

Qiu Xiaoyu squinted at An Zheng and looked very carefully.

"There's murder in you. ”

He said.

"You must have killed a lot of people before you came here, that's why you have this murderous aura that can't be dissolved. I like to fight someone who can kill people, otherwise it will be boring. ”

Qiu Xiaoyu moved, but his eyes moved.

An Zheng's body seemed to be cut by thousands of knives at the same time, and An Zheng began to have the illusion that it was a very domineering pupil technique, and then An Zheng woke up to it, it was not a pupil technique, but a knife technique that had been superb.

His knife is not in his hand, not in his scabbard, not even a knife, his knife is his eyes. Therefore, Nie Qingxiu's hegemonic body, Fei Qiansong's drifting, there is nothing to do about this kind of eye knife. If Nie Qing can get close, he may still have the strength to fight with Qiu Xiaoyu. However, when he fights someone like Qiu Xiaoyu, he will never have a chance to get close.

Thousands of knives, each of which did not leave An Zheng's body, because Qiu Xiaoyu looked at An Zheng like that. How fast a person reads, the first reaction is definitely not his hands, but his eyes. The eye is the closest organ to the brain, and the brain makes a judgment and transmits it to the eye, perhaps only a ten-thousandth of a second faster than the reaction time that a master transmits to the hand, but it is also enough for a master.

Qiu Xiaoyu laughed, watching An Zheng's clothes be cut to pieces, and there was not even a finger-sized intact place. He had seen Anzheng's broken flesh beneath his tattered clothes, and he ..... A smug smile followed by disappointment.

Because An Zheng is just a broken clothes.

The thousands of knives slashed on An Zheng's body, as if a person had rounded his arm and used a kitchen knife to chop on the hardest stone, which looked full of momentum, but only left shallow white marks on the stone. The white marks on An Zheng's body are his broken clothes.

"It's expensive. ”

An Zheng looked down at his clothes that looked like rags hanging on his body, and his eyes were full of distress.

"Ruiqingfeng's clothes, each piece of clothing takes at least half a month to make, every stitch and thread are made of the best materials, and even the weather must be taken into account when making clothes. After the garment, it is important to soak it in what kind of water temperature and at what temperature it is dried, so you cut it for me. ”

Qiu Xiaoyu was a little annoyed, he felt that An Zheng was a fool. The two of them were desperate, and he was chattering about a piece of clothing, like an old man who had lost his life. When I buy two taels of peanuts, I have to pick them one by one, and then I have to tell the peanut seller solemnly and seriously that the money I earn is not easy, and every cent is not easy.

But doesn't it make sense?

Certainly makes sense.

Every penny of others is hard-earned, and of course they are qualified to be picky when they spend their own money. Whoever stops this kind of pickiness and looks down on this kind of pickiness is a fool and always will be.

Thousands of knives, after cutting on An Zheng's body, the clothes were broken, but An Zheng's body did not have any scars, Qiu Xiaoyu even wanted to uncover the tattered clothes to take a closer look, if there was not even a shallow white mark, he would feel that he was a failure.

"Will you slash me again?"

An Zheng picked up the corner of his clothes and asked.

Then thousands of knives came again, this time the eye knives were more fierce and domineering, more cold and cruel. Each knife flashes with a spinning edge, and every knife can crack the mountain. The countless blades made a metallic sonorous sound when An Zheng hit the knife.

"Are you annoyed?"

An Zheng glanced back at Nie Qing: "You are not allowed to say what you see today, including your woman." ”

Then An Zheng moved, An Zheng moved forward, and the knife flow followed. It was not a stream composed of sword qi, it was a surging river composed of sword qi. The endless waves slapped on An Zheng's body one by one, and the sword qi that hit An Zheng's body every second was countless.

The sonorous sound is incessant, giving the illusion of entering a blacksmith shop where 10,000 people are working at the same time.

An Zheng didn't stop, every step he took was slow, every step was heavy. The heaviness was not due to himself, but because of the pressure and impact of the sword qi added to his body. An Zheng was like a fool, and it seemed that he could avoid the knife stream by taking a step to the left and a step to the right, but he didn't avoid it, and continued to move forward with a kind of stupidity that I don't believe you could hack me to death.

However, the face is getting more and more ugly is Qiu Xiaoyu.

【Heavy Thunder】

Qiu Xiaoyu gently spit out two words in his mouth, and his eyes changed. His eyes were filled with blood and turned a terrifying red. And at this moment, every sword qi that shot out of his eyes turned red.

Some people say that sword qi and sword qi take formlessness as the highest realm, but when a person has reached the formless realm and then makes his sword qi tangible, then there is only one reason...... That is, the tangible is stronger.

Some people say that red symbolizes fire and burning, but in fact, red symbolizes more of a murderous aura released from the depths of people's hearts. This time, the flow of knives was obviously much thinner than before, but each knife carried the breath of death.

"In the whole world, there is only my sword. ”

Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes looked at An Zheng deadly, and the knives spun and flew over. An Zheng's face changed slightly when he saw those red sword qi, and he finally felt the aura that could threaten him. However, An Zheng didn't plan to dodge.

He wanted to know how powerful Da Qi had given him.

The first slash slashed at An Zheng's body, leaving a mark on An Zheng's skin, and the second knife came with great precision, slashing at the position where it was cut before. After two knives, An Zheng's skin cracked a tiny opening, followed by three, four, and five knives...... Knife hit.

"If you don't understand it, you don't know what heavy thunder is. ”

The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth were slightly hooked, because he had already seen the end of An Zheng.

"You've made me happy, and no one has let me use it for years. My knife technique, the first layer is the chaotic blade, the second layer is heavy thunder, and the third layer is to break the world. There is only one person in this world who has made me use the world, and it is already great that you can let me use heavy thunder. ”

"Phew. ”

An Zheng's answer was only one word.

In his opinion, Qiu Xiaoyu's little bit of pride is a sign of stupidity. If he is willing to dodge, Qiu Xiaoyu will hit the same position with a knife?

"Six hundred and sixty-six knives. ”

An Zheng said as he walked: "I tolerate your six hundred and sixty-six slashes in the same position as me, and you actually only cut my muscles with the blade, and this cut doesn't even need a few stitches." ”

The corners of Qiu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and took a deep breath.

【Breaking the World】

Since his debut, he really only used it to break the world when he fought with one person, and although he also lost that time, he was convinced. Because the person he lost to was an old monster who had lived for many, many years, and with so many years of accumulation, he was still hurt by him...... Isn't that enough to prove that he's powerful in breaking the world?

That person is called Tan Shanse.

Burst!

Tangible and invisible, the size of a knife like a door panel slashed at An Zheng's wound, and this knife directly expanded the wound more than doubled. The second knife followed, completely cutting apart An Zheng's skin and flesh, and after a pop, the knife qi slashed at An Zheng's bones, and at that moment, Qiu Xiaoyu's body took a step back...... He didn't even know why he was taking a step back.

With a bang, the sword qi was shattered by An Zheng's bones.

Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up: "I don't believe that you are steel and iron bones!"

More than two meters of sword qi swirled and flew over, one after another, each rotating blade did not pass in a straight line, but no matter what kind of arc it was, it would eventually hit the previous wound. Part of the reason is that An Zheng deliberately kept the direction of his move forward. But it is enough to show that the precision of these blades is already jaw-dropping.

What does it feel like to have a knife the size of a door panel slashed in the same place at once?

One knife shattered, two knives shattered, knife shattered!

Countless knives slashed at An Zheng's bones, and countless knives were shattered. No matter how violent and cruel the sword qi was, it would be shattered the moment it touched An Zheng's bones.

"The power of the mortal world can't hurt my divine bones. ”

An Zheng squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyu: "It's almost there, and you're just like that." ”

Qiu Xiaoyu was furious: "Give me ......"

Before he could say the words behind him, he found that An Zheng had disappeared, followed by a fist the size of a sandbag and smashed on the back of his head, this punch directly broke his neck bone, and his head fell rapidly and hit his chest, breaking several ribs in the head.

An Zheng was behind Qiu Xiaoyu, his knees were raised against Qiu Xiaoyu's back, and his two hands grabbed Qiu Xiaoyu's two arms and pulled them back...... Two blood mist sprayed out, and his arm was directly dragged down by An Zheng.

A few seconds later, the number one killer who terrified everyone in Feiling was dismantled.

Looking at the messy pieces of corpses on the ground, An Zheng thought of Qiu Xiaoyu's habit of splicing and reorganizing the people he killed, he squatted down and picked up two pieces and tried to put them together, patiently let him hold on to one-third of his body, and then kicked all the pieces apart with one kick.

"Something's wrong. ”

He looked at the wounds on his body, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with cruelty.

Cruelty to oneself.