Chapter Seventy-Eight, Mahogany Sword!

The more than 30 people who were originally kneeling on the ground were not hiding at this time.

There was a fierce light in their eyes, and they stood up one after another, and when they looked at Zhou Zheng, the original weakness on their faces had long since disappeared, and was replaced by Sen Han's killing intent.

Such a situation made Hao Wang, Gong Tan and others finally come back to their senses.

Especially Gong Tan, her face was even a little distorted, and her look of disbelief was more filled with endless anger!

Because at this time, fools know that these people are really as Zhou Zheng said, they are not ordinary poor people!

"I'm sorry ......"

Gong Tan hurriedly blocked in front of Zhou Zheng, and she said sorry to Zhou Zheng a little timidly.

It's just that it seems that the voice is too small, and Zhou Zheng doesn't have much reaction at all.

Hao Wang and the others even drew their sabers one after another, staring at these people with a wary expression.

Being able to hide from their eyes, this alone is enough to make Hao Wang and the others cautious while terrifying in their hearts.

Because these people are definitely not simple.

The most important thing is that they didn't see the slightest hint of jealousy in the eyes of these people, on the contrary, the fierce light flickered, which was not a good sign.

"What, you still want to kill Hongu now?"

Zhou Zheng felt the coldness revealed in the eyes of these people looking at him, and asked in a deep voice with a cold snort.

"That's right!"

"The order I received was to kill you!"

"I wanted to kill him unknowingly on the way, so that at least the others around you would have a chance to live. ”

"It's a pity that you're going to die right now!"

Although the man at the head said that his face was thin, he had his own aura.

Since he was recognized by Zhou Zheng, he didn't have any need to pretend, after all, the poor and poor people who pretended to be weak made them quite unaccustomed to licking blood on the tip of the knife.

"It's up to you?"

Zhou Zheng's eyes shrank into a crack, and the corners of his mouth outlined a hint of mockery.

Although there are more than 30 people on the other side, it is not a minority, but in terms of quantity, Hao Wang and the others are not worried.

In addition, with bare hands, how to fight Hao Wang and others!?

"Yes, it's up to us!"

The leader laughed, and then everyone stomped on the ground one after another, and saw that those straw sandals were directly shattered.

Looking down, it turns out that what these guys hide in their straw sandals is actually a sharp blade dagger!x

Although it is far less than the length of the sword, when the sharpness is cut through the air, you can vaguely feel a feeling of being torn!