Zhu ignored this move, quite with the intention of killing people with a knife, but Wan Sanqian had to go to the knife, and it was he who suffered in the end when Dongchang became bigger, and he couldn't be careless in life-threatening matters. And a year ago, Zhang Zheng was in charge of the black-clothed arrow team, which ruined a lot of his business, and the two parties formed a bond early.

The best result is naturally to take the life of the head of the East Factory, cut off Cao Zhengchun's right-hand man, and at worst, give the East Factory a warning and let them not go too far.

So the world's No. 1 businessman not only sent his four ghosts in Xiangxi, but also found two first-class masters and dozens of warriors who were good at fighting to ambush Zhang Zheng, and the location was a mountain road thirty miles away from the capital.

Wan Sanqian and Zhu ignored the planning very carefully, and before they started, they didn't let the people of Dongchang get any news, no matter whether they succeeded or failed, this matter would eventually sink into the sea and not implicate them.

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Zhang Zheng, who stepped into the mountain road, instinctively felt a trace of latent murderous intent, and after breaking through to the innate realm, his induction increased several times, especially for the induction of murderous energy, thanks to the powerful power of the primordial god brought by the third world. Stepping into the mountain road is like stepping into the mouth of a fierce beast, the invisible qi makes Zhang Zhenghan's hair stand upside down, and in the surrounding mountains and forests, there seem to be countless pairs of eyes peeping at him.

"Someone is ambushing me here. He frowned and muttered to himself, the surface was silent, but in fact, the true qi in his body gathered in the palm under the robe, the cold ice true qi was urged, the temperature dropped sharply within three feet around him, the dark ice eyes swept over, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently showed a hint of mockery: "Who will come?"

Middle Earth Martial Arts, except for Cao Zhengchun, Zhu Ignorance, and Gu Santong, these three people are invincible, and there is not much that can make Zhang Zhengsheng jealous, and he wants to ambush himself, unless he dispatches several super-first-class masters, otherwise he will be sent to death.

How many super-first-class figures are there in the martial arts? All of them are the heads of various sects, or the giants of the rivers and lakes, who are famous, and Zhang Zheng has no grievances with them, so how could he run over to do such a thing as ambushing. Moreover, this place is only thirty or forty miles away from Jingshi, and the base camp of Dongchang is located, so he has no fear.

Although he was disdainful in his heart, Zhang Zheng still mentioned all his thoughts, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter, the cold ice was really angry, his five fingers were weakly grasped, and a three-inch-long knife qi was swallowed in his palm.

Sail carefully on the ship of ten thousand years, this is his consistent style of acting, and it is this good habit that has made him walk back from the ghost gate countless times.

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At this moment, two sword lights stabbed left and right, and the two black-clothed warriors were in charge of the sword blades, wrapped in black robes, and only two eyes leaked out.

They have been hiding in the trees on both sides of the mountain road, and at the most unexpected time, they stabbed out a deadly sword light, and the two cooperated exquisitely, blocking Zhang Zheng's road on the left and right, and the sword light pointed directly at the heart, throat and temples.

Caught off guard, between the lightning and flint, the long sword came to within three feet of Zhang Zheng's body, and he could even feel the coldness of the sword blade and the powerful killing power contained in the sword qi, if he was not prepared, he was likely to catch the way, but this possibility did not exist from the beginning.

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The squinting eyes opened suddenly, a ray of essence flashed, Zhang Zheng grinned, his face couldn't hold the mockery, the palm under his robe poked out, the five fingers held the knife light, and swung it violently, leaving five faint cold lights in the air.

The last shot came first, and the terrible sword light slashed through the throat of the man in black first, and the long sword was only an inch away from falling on Zhang Zheng's body, but this distance was a barrier that they would never be able to cross. "Boom" The two corpses fell to the ground weakly, wrapped in a layer of thin ice, and naturally had no life.

"Come out, a bunch of rats with their heads and tails hidden. ”

Zhang Zheng snatched an iron sword and held it in his hand, his eyes swept around, and he laughed softly, looking like he was winning, and he didn't take this group of killers in his eyes at all.

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"Kill"

There were bursts of noise in the mountains and forests, and the birds screamed, but after three or two breaths, dozens of black-clothed people with swords came out from the left and right sides of the mountain road, each exuding a rich evil aura, and their temples bulged high, all of them were experienced in a hundred battles.

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Zhang Zheng's eyes were slightly condensed, the group of killers in front of him did not bring him much of a threat, even if the leaders were two martial artists of the innate realm, but in his heart, there was always a feeling of sitting on pins and needles, as if someone was still peeping.

Since the other party dares to come to ambush and kill, it may not be that there will be no backhand, and it is enough for him to devote five points of his mind to deal with this group of murderers.

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The "sonorous" high-pitched sword roar suddenly rose, echoing in the mountains and forests, for a long time, Zhang Zheng's internal force poured into the long sword, the sword body began to tremble, and the continuous sword sound erupted, piercing people's eardrums painful.

Everyone in the world knows that he is good at swords, but they don't know that he is also good at swords, with a wave of the long sword, the true martial arts swordsmanship is used, and the sword body cuts through the air to produce a "buzzing" sound, and in an instant, within a zhang around, there are dense sword shadows, and the terrifying cold ice true qi gushes out, the white mist rises, and the piercing cold air erupts.

"Poof"

A black-clothed warrior fell with a bang, there was still a trace of disbelief in his eyes, he had never felt such a fast sword, he couldn't even look at it, and a ray of sharp edge swept through his neck, taking his life.

This kind of death is not cruel, only a momentary pain, like being bitten by a mosquito.

Swords are interconnected, and in the world of embroidered spring knives, Zhang Zheng also followed Qinghe to learn swordsmanship in Wudang Mountain, and sword moves have already entered the room. Moreover, at his level, even if he doesn't know any swordsmanship, he is just a piece of scrap iron in his hand, and his lethality will only be stronger than most swordsmen.

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The nine-style true martial arts sword technique was used in his hand, and the sword qi overflowed, cutting the ground into ravines one by one, and the ancient wood of one person's thickness was only a little sharp, and then it was broken from the middle. True martial arts swordsmanship combined with the Wudang Tiyun vertical, within a radius of ten zhang, moved and shifted, every time the sword was swung, there were black-clothed warriors who fell, and there was only one wound on the body, either the throat or the heart.

Killing with a sword is the most effective way to kill, without wasting excess energy.

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"Kill"

"Kill"

"Kill"

Such a one-sided slaughter lasted less than one cup of tea, and most of the black-clothed warriors who participated in the ambush lay down, and only the two strongest of them were protected by three people who survived, and their bodies fell to the ground in all directions, blood staining the soil.

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"You...... Who the hell are you?"

"The old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for twenty years, and I have never heard of such a swordsman as you. ”

One of them said in a trembling old voice, his eyes mixed with anger and puzzlement, and a faint hint of fear.

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On the opposite side of them, Zhang Zheng stood with his hands in his hands, the wind was light, the iron sword in his right hand was still dripping with blood, and the pungent smell of blood spread out along the mountain wind, or it wouldn't be long before the fierce battle here would be discovered.

But at this time, instead of relaxing, his heart became more vigilant, and the sense of peeping became heavier and heavier, and the murderous intent contained in it made Zhang Zheng dare not be careless.

"Since you don't make a move, then I'll give you a chance to make a move. He said in a low voice, and then the long sword waved, and the blood on it was shaken away, and he said coldly to the remaining few people: "If you dare to ambush me, you must have the consciousness of death, remember that the person who killed you is Zhang Zheng, the head of the East Factory." ”

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"Boom" Sen Ran's sword qi erupted, Zhang Zheng held the long sword, stabbed out violently, the powerful sword momentum enveloped them, and the cold sword pressure slapped the black clothes of these warriors. The surging killing intent was agitated, and under the sword, they didn't have much to resist, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, this sword, Zhang Zheng burst out with all his strength, and directly exposed the empty door behind him.

A dagger suddenly appeared behind him, was held by a pair of thick hands, and stabbed silently towards Zhang Zheng's back atrium.