The weapons on the white-clothed people were also trembling, and even two of the low-level ones couldn't hold their weapons anymore.

The wind and clouds between heaven and earth gradually changed, the wind suddenly rose, and the dark clouds also covered it.

"Is he summoning the power of heaven and earth?" Luo Zixing said in shock.

Qi Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly. This scene was too similar to when Luo Zixing pulled out the underworld before, as the only person in that city who witnessed what happened and survived, Qi Jiu naturally knew how terrifying it would be once the evil soldiers could attract the power of heaven and earth.

Even if the earth-breaking spear is not as powerful as the underworld, but looking at Zhou Zhenghao's move, it seems that it will not be worse than Luo Zixing's before.

Qi Jiu's hand was quietly prepared, and if something happened, it would not be uncontrollable.

However, Luo Zixing kept looking at Zhou Zhenghao, as if he was thinking about something.

When the dark clouds condensed on the tip of Zhou Zhenghao's gun and began to roll, Zhou Zhenghao finally changed his static appearance and slowly lowered his head.

The people in white below were scared.

The formation was already chaotic, but they still instinctively held their swords and tried their best to condense their spiritual power on the swords, as if they wanted to fight to the death.

But it's just a struggle, although I don't know what kind of family the Zhou family is, but after all, there are not many people who can use such moves, and they are issued by evil soldiers, so naturally it won't be bad.

The two Xue family descendants were already pale, looking at the scene in front of them as if they wanted to save the scene, but when their strength was unknown, they didn't dare to attack rashly.

Let Zhou Zhenghao take this trick to the extreme.

It is really an extreme, starting from the tip of the gun to vibrate, gradually to the body of the gun, and finally even Zhou Zhenghao himself is slightly vibrating.

"Boom!" The shock came suddenly, and when he didn't react at all, a storm of power had already begun with Zhou Zhenghao as the center.

The sound was not loud, but it fell into everyone's hearts, as if a big hammer had smashed the heart.

The white-clothed people holding swords were scattered by this force that I don't know if it was the power of heaven and earth or the power of manpower, the swords fell to the ground one after another, and the people were also staggering, and a few close to Zhou Zhenghao were shocked and flew several meters, vomiting blood.

Even Luo Zixing, who was far away, felt the impact, and it took a shake to barely stabilize his body.

"This ......" Qi Jiu looked at Zhou Zhenghao in shock.

Luo Zixing was also shocked and speechless.

The backyard is so big, even if they are far away, it is only a few tens of meters away. But the feeling is very different.

The reaction of the people in white is not like a fake, it is true that they vomit blood and are injured, it seems that Luo Zixing can only think of the strength of his previous life**, igniting among them, according to the physical condition of this group of spirits, it is at least TNT level, there are not many but the power is enough.

But just outside the range of tens of meters, all they felt was a shock, if you want to describe it, it was a gust of wind, and it was not enough to blow up the level of a person, and any spirit person could resist it.

It's just that at such a distance, how big can the difference be?

But what surprised them was yet to come.

There are less than ten of the more than thirty spirits who can stand, and only three or five people can pick up weapons again, and they may not be able to have any combat effectiveness.

Xue Zirong also woke up, but after the outbreak, she couldn't see Zhou Zhenghao's heroic appearance.

Zhou Zhenghao still stood steadily, despised everyone, and the arrogance on his body was even worse, but the clothes were not messy, and the gun in his hand had changed to a posture with the tip of the gun pointing down, and he didn't look at what this group of people in white were injured by himself, just quietly looked at the two Xue family descendants.

In the name of the lineage, in fact, their strength is not necessarily strong, at least they still know that the two of them are still far behind these more than 30 people.

"You ......" one of them pointed at Zhou Zhenghao, he couldn't speak, people in their thirties had never experienced such a thing, even if they had heard about the evil soldiers before, but after all, they had heard of it, and when they really saw it, they found that some things were far from being as simple as they imagined.

After using such a big move, Zhou Zhenghao didn't seem to have any spiritual power overdraft or lack of spiritual power, looking at the two of them, his eyes slowly showed contempt: "The top of the snow mountain, sure enough, can only raise waste." ”

For a big family, especially a family like the top of the snow-capped mountain, the reputation of the family is more important than anything else, and those who have been growing up under the protection of the family can do anything for the sake of the family's reputation.

The two people in front of you are a typical example.

As a person at the top of the Snow Mountain and the most descendant disciple of the Snow Family, Zhou Zhenghao is slapping them in the face when he says this.

Putting Xue Zirong down, the older one pulled out his sword: "Don't talk nonsense, your subordinates will see the real chapter!"

His sword body is silver and shiny, faintly shining with a trace of cold light, and there is no reflection between the flips, a rare good sword.

The other also pulled out his sword, Xue Zirong was on the side, and he reluctantly turned over and sat on the wall, as if he wanted to watch the battle.

Although it was two people, the shock that Zhou Zhenghao gave them before was still too great, and the two of them did not dare to be careless at all, looked at Zhou Zhenghao cautiously, and chose the time to make a move.

"Ahh

The sword is like a mountain and a river, and it is actually a rare atmospheric style of play, which seems to be a little different from the moves of ordinary people on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

There are few weapons like a sword that he has such a wide open and closed way, and what he holds is an ordinary long sword, not a broadsword that is controlled by strength. Seeing his moves, people couldn't help but worry about whether he would directly break the long sword if he used it like this.

But obviously, the one who can come out to deal with Zhou Zhenghao will not be as weak as it seems, a distance of several meters, the momentum of the young man is getting stronger and stronger, and when he arrives in front of Zhou Zhenghao, he is already an indomitable momentum, as if nothing can stop him.

Zhou Zhenghao's expression is still that trace of contempt, maybe he has always been like this when facing the top of the snowy mountain, and in such a battle, he appears most with this expression.

But to be able to despise them like this, Zhou Zhenghao also has his own ability.

When the sword was about to arrive, Zhou Zhenghao just raised his hand, picked up the gun, and picked the sword in the young man's hand, and the spear followed, facing the young man's face.

Dangerous!

Seeing that his companion was in danger, the other also struck, his sword rising like the wind, and his body like a gust of wind.

The body is light, but he ignores Zhou Zhenghao's ability, the spear is called a thief among the soldiers, in front of Zhou Zhenghao, such a trick is difficult to work.