A man who looks like a demon. This evaluation is very suitable for Zhang Zheng. It's just that he doesn't love to kill, and the reason why he kills people is because someone is in his way, but he is still a group of weak people. Unfortunately, the detour was troublesome, and he didn't want to bother.

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The torrential rain lasted for a long time, and it didn't stop until dawn, and under the leadership of the black-clothed arrow knights, the two appeared in front of the Jingshi City Tower, borrowing the power of the East Factory, and easily passed through the city gate without being subjected to any interrogation.

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"Shaoxia, in front of you is the camp of the East Factory. The knight came to Zhang Zheng's side tremblingly, for fear that he would accidentally anger him and be stabbed in vain.

"The young man really wants to see the Overseer?" he glanced at the Dongchang camp, and his terrified gaze finally rested on the horse's back, the human head wrapped in white cloth, dripping with blood.

The rules of the East Factory are extremely strict, and there are severe punishments for mission failure, a team of black-clothed arrows was wiped out, this knight is the only one who survived, and he also led the way, no matter what the purpose of the young man in front of him was, the knight knew that his end would not be good, even if he did not die, he would have to shed his skin.

"Go", after Zhang Zheng finished speaking, he drove the war horse under his crotch towards the heavily guarded Dongchang camp, what the knight thought, he didn't bother to think about it.

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The two-foot-high crimson gate closed tightly, and in front of it were two lifelike stone lions, guarded by eight Dongchang warriors armed with steel swords. These eight people are all burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and their temples are bulging, and at a glance, they know that they are masters of foreign kung fu who have practiced to a certain level.

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"Boom", a blood-stained head fell from the sky and landed on the steps in front of the gate, a pair of white and frightened eyes wide open, as if dead and dead.

"Bold, who dares to come to Dongchang to make trouble. The surrounding Dongchang warriors drew their long knives and shouted.

"This is my greeting gift to Lord Cao, why don't you go and spread it soon. ”

A low voice sounded, and around the corner, Zhang Zheng walked over wearing a hat and carrying a steel knife on his shoulder, a terrifying murderous aura permeated from his body, and the invisible oppression rushed towards the Dongchang samurai on the opposite side.

"Our Overseer is also something like you can see. The warrior at the front sneered, but before he could speak, a long sheathed knife fell to his neck, and the cold breath of death made him almost out of breath, and his whole body suddenly chilled, like falling into an ice cave.

If he replaced the scabbard with a blade, he was afraid that he would not even know how he died, and when he thought of this, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to move his fingers.

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"The weak must have the consciousness of the weak, too much nonsense will only provoke my anger. Zhang Zheng put away the long knife and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what to do?"

"Yes, you wait, the little one will go to the communication right away. The man nodded hurriedly.

Zhang Zheng pointed to the head on the ground again: "Remember to bring him with you." ”

The warriors followed his fingers, they hadn't looked closely before, but now they felt more and more that this person looked familiar, and after a few breaths, one of the warriors exclaimed, "This is Gonggong Zhang of the black-clothed arrow team." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly became nervous, and he said impatiently: "If you don't report it again, this is what will happen to you." ”

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A warrior hurriedly walked towards the camp with his head in his hands, while Zhang Zheng leaned on the stone lion with a long knife, closing his eyes and resting.

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After seven or eight breaths, a chaotic sound of footsteps came into his ears, and a group of fierce gods and evil fans of Dongchang rushed out of it, holding steel knives and surrounding Zhang Zheng in the middle.

Among the many Dongchang fans, there was a young man dressed in white, who was not good-looking, and had a gloomy look on his face, but what he noticed was this person's palm, with short and thick fingers and round knuckles, obviously a person who had cultivated finger power.

This person Zhang Zheng vaguely remembers that he seems to be a master under Cao Zhengchun, a traitor to Shaolin Temple, Luo Jusheng, who is good at Shaolin Temple's strong King Kong Finger.

"What I want to see is Cao Zhengchun, not you miscellaneous fish. He held the long knife in his arms and said loudly.

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"If you kill the people of the black-clothed arrow team and dare to send them to the door, should you say that you are not afraid of death, or that you are ignorant. At this time, Luo Jusheng had just betrayed the mountains and forests and invested in the East Factory, he was arrogant, how could he tolerate Zhang Zheng's provocation, raised his hand and slapped it with a palm, pointing directly at his throat, the internal qi surged, and the powerful energy shook the surrounding fans, just this hand, you can see that Luo Jusheng's cultivation is strong.

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Zhang Zheng didn't pull out the knife, and when this finger was close, he swung out the scabbard and stabbed it straight, and the surging internal force poured into it, and the scabbard and Luo Jusheng's index finger collided together, and the two internal forces collided, setting off an invisible impact.

"Qualified to let me go under the knife. ”

"Bang", the palm of his hand holding the handle of the knife shook violently, and the fierce power exploded, forcing Luo Jusheng back, and then the long knife came out of the sheath, turning into a touch of snow-white cold light, and slashed in the air.

Luo Jusheng instinctively felt a danger, borrowed the power of the shock, and retreated seven or eight steps before stopping, but it was still slow, the white placket on his chest was cut open, and a thin red line was pulled from his left shoulder to his abdomen, and there were faint traces of blood oozing.

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In front of him, Zhang Zheng had already put the knife into the sheath, and his sharp gaze like an eagle swept over, and none of the Dongchang fans dared to look at him, and a terrifying sharp aura permeated, making people's scalp numb.

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"What a quick knife. "But anyone who has seen this sword technique will say this, Luo Jusheng is no exception, although he is proud, but not conceited, born in the mountains and forests, naturally knows that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and the person in front of him is by no means an opponent.

"Your Excellency's sword skills are so exquisite, presumably it will not be a general person in the martial arts, I don't know what you have to do in Dongchang?"

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"I'm here to find your overseer. Zhang Zhengdou's facial expression remains the same, no matter where he is, the strong have privileges, and it is precisely because of this self-confidence that he will come here alone.

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"I don't know which master wants to see the Governor. ”

Before the words were finished, there was a figure falling from the sky, falling between the Dongchang fans, the surging internal force was like the sun, the powerful and domineering aura was permeated, instinctively, Zhang Zheng felt the threat of death, his palm involuntarily put on the hilt of the knife, at the same time, a sharp breath broke out of the body, surveyed and blocked Cao Zhengchun's internal qi oppression, which stabilized the figure.

"I've seen the overseer" Luo Jusheng half-knelt and said ashamedly: "The subordinates are not cultivating enough, they can't stop this person, and they hope that the overseer will punish him." ”

At this time, Cao Zhengchun was in the prime of life, his internal strength was surging, he was not angry and self-threatening, and his every move was under great coercion.

Zhang Zheng couldn't help but compare Cao Zhengchun with Qing Fengzi, the first swordsman in Tianxue City, in terms of internal strength alone, Cao Zhengchun showed much stronger than Qing Fengzi.

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"It's not your fault, the Lord wants to know who dares to carry the head of the black-clothed arrow team to the East Factory. Cao Zhengchun didn't blame Luo Jusheng, he had been secretly observing just now, Zhang Zheng's knife was really amazing, even if he was sideways. But that's all, if Zhang Zheng can't say a reason that satisfies him, Cao Zhengchun doesn't mind killing another master.

What is most lacking in martial arts has never been people.

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Zhang Zheng naturally knew the meaning of these words, he sank his breath, stepped forward and said: "I have been admiring the prestige of the Overseer for a long time, but I don't know the way, so I can only make this decision, and I hope that the Overseer will not be blamed." ”

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"Long admired the prestige of this governor?" Cao Zhengchun said in surprise, thinking that he was here to find trouble, but the result was completely different from what he expected, he wondered: "Then why did you kill this governor's subordinates." ”

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"A bunch of waste, I have to use their heads to prove their worth. ”