"You're still so frizzy, and you're not making any progress. Cheng Siping shook his head and sighed, with an expression of hatred that could not be made of steel.

When Azig saw Cheng Siping's expression, he was even more angry. But he didn't rush up again, and he fought in close quarters twice, both of which asked Cheng Siping to knock him down with one move, and he was also a little scared. At that moment, he picked up the big knife in his hand and swung it in a circle, and the strength of the knife quickly wrapped up the dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground, making it look like a snake. I only heard him shouting: "Mess with the cloak knife technique, the wild snake sweeps the ground." ”

Before the words fell, the knife qi wrapped in dead branches and rotten leaves was really like a snake, winding towards Cheng Siping.

"Hehe, this time it's kind of interesting. Cheng Siping smiled slightly when he saw this, and turned sideways to avoid it. The other party's "snake" missed a blow, came back in a circle, and continued to wrap itself around Cheng Siping. Cheng Siping avoided it again, and narrowly escaped this tricky blow.

The giant snake formed by the Azig knife gas, relentlessly chased after Cheng Siping to fight, or roll or sweep, or wrap or throw, and even from time to time let the snake body split in two, divided into a combined attack. Cheng Siping was a little confused, so he could only dodge vigorously, looking a little embarrassed. When Azig saw this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he felt a sense of evil, so he danced the big knife in his hand more and more vigorously.

"Hehe, this hand is really good. In my previous life, I often heard people say that flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, but Azig's hand is much more powerful than that. Cheng Siping said with a smile.

"Host, you still have time to sigh about this. Looking at your current situation, you are actually forced to be like this by a small person who does not enter the stream, and you are not afraid that this matter will spread in the future and lose your face. This system has already told you that the low-level martial arts you learned in your previous life are useless, and you don't believe it. In this situation, what can you do with your Tai Chi?" said the system angrily.

"System, you can't say it too soon. Cheng Siping smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and let the true qi wrap the entire palm. Then he jerked forward, and directly caught the snake head that was dancing the "crazy snake".

"Tai Chi Cloud Hand. Cheng Siping smiled, put on a posture, dragged the snake and began to circle in front of him. The mad snake that Azig had condensed with his sword qi was pulled out and injected into a circle in front of him. After a while, the qi snake that Azig turned into with the withered branches and leaves of his sword qi had been completely snatched away by Cheng Siping and concentrated on the big ball in his chest. Cheng Siping continued to move with both hands, letting the big ball in front of him, in or out, left or right. Suddenly, his hands shook, and the ball shot out like a cannonball, shooting at Azig.

Azig was stunned by Cheng Siping's hand, and was standing there stunned at this time, and when the ball arrived in front of him, it was too late for him to dodge. "Bang bang" He was directly hit by the ball and flew upside down, breaking three or four roadside trees in a row, and then fell to the ground.

Cheng Siping walked over and looked at it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. Azig at this time, that's a terrible word. The animal skin armor on the whole body has been cut to pieces, and the whole person is even more bloody, which is exactly the same two words: blood man. Azig saw Cheng Siping in front of him, and he had to struggle to get up and choke at him, but unfortunately the injury was too serious, and after trying hard for a while, he couldn't stand up and not speak, and he couldn't even speak very neatly.

Cheng Siping really didn't expect that the other party would be injured so badly, he didn't expect that the lethality of the ball would be so great. If he had known this, he wouldn't have hit him directly at Azig. In fact, the two really don't have a life-and-death feud, he really didn't want to hurt each other so badly.

"Well, that's it, I'm not going to pursue your sneak attack on me. You, you can do it yourself. Cheng Siping said curtly, took out a bottle of traumatic medicine he had prepared from his arms, and threw it on Azig's right hand. Then he turned and rode the silver wildebeest, and walked away quickly.

Azig lay on the spot and struggled for a long time, and finally slowly regained his breath. In fact, his internal injuries were not serious, mainly external. The ball was full of the sword qi he released. These sword qi have a strong defensive lethality on the surface of the body, but they will not cause too heavy internal injuries.

Azig didn't want to use Cheng Siping's medicine, but seeing that the blood on his body was pouring out, he was a little worried that if he didn't use the medicine, he would lose too much blood and die after a while. In the end, the desire to survive overcame the stubbornness in his heart, he gritted his teeth, picked up the medicine, and put it on himself.

"This bastard's medicine really works. Seeing that the wounds on his body were gradually scarring, Azig said hatefully. He was unwilling, but he had to admit that Cheng Siping's medical skills were clever.

After sitting on the ground for a long time, Azig finally recovered a little and struggled to his feet. But at this time, he looked at the road in front of him, but he was at a loss. At this moment, he suddenly didn't know where he was going. The Golden Knife Tribe, he thinks he can't go back. With the robbery and killing of Cheng Siping, I am afraid that the entire tribe will no longer be able to tolerate him.

This is not alarmist, but it is the reality. Azig was not a fool, he knew very well in his heart what Cheng Siping meant to the high-ranking people of the Golden Knife Tribe at this time. These high-level leaders above the martial artist realm are fanatical about improving their cultivation strength, and how much they attach importance to Cheng Siping. Compared to this, he, the so-called second talent of the Golden Knife Tribe, is nothing at all. He could imagine that Cheng Siping only needed to explain this matter to the high-ranking people of the Golden Dao Tribe. Then the high-level of the Golden Knife Tribe is definitely likely to kill him in order to give an explanation to Cheng Siping.

If Azig can kill Cheng Siping unknowingly this time, then naturally there will be no problem. But he failed, and it was a complete failure. It was precisely because of the failure that his mind, which was originally carried away by anger, gradually calmed down. In his opinion, if he returned to the Golden Knife Tribe at this time, he would only have a dead end. Although Cheng Siping let him go just now, it doesn't mean that he won't borrow the hands of the high-level of the Golden Dao tribe to take his life away.

After a long sigh, Azig looked deeply in the direction of the Golden Knife Tribe for a long time. Suddenly, he turned his head, shuffled his steps, and walked in another direction, far away......

Where would Cheng Siping have thought that he had not done anything yet, and forced an enemy away. Of course, in his eyes, a person like Azig may not even have the qualifications to become his enemy. At this time, he slowly returned to Ningyuan Village.

As soon as he entered the village, many villagers greeted him warmly. These villagers are enthusiastic from the heart, after all, Cheng Siping has brought them too many surprises with his own efforts during this time.

Suddenly loved by so many people, Cheng Siping suddenly felt a little fluttery......

The only bad thing is that these villagers still call "Ah Weak" one by one, and they never recognize the name he declared at this time......