Chapter Ninety-Three: The Battle of the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi
This time, it happened that Zhang Zheng was in the prime of castration, and when the new momentum was not born, the cold light penetrated the air, and a sword light roared, like a dragon out of the water, unstoppable.
The original killing sword forced himself between life and death, and behind him, a ghostly figure appeared out of thin air, the dagger was silent, exuding a faint green light, and poison was extracted on it, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it must be a poison that sealed his throat with blood.
The people in the rivers and lakes are not ashamed to use poison on the surface, but secretly they don't know how many masters have fallen under the poison, even if Zhang Zheng had expected it, he didn't dare to try this dagger.
This sword seems to be like a surging river, and the sword qi is agitated, like the water that bursts the embankment, and it is like a note, but in fact, he only used five points of strength, and the remaining five points are naturally used to prevent sneak attacks.
"Boom" The sword qi exploded, the surging ice true qi was permeated, Zhang Zheng's palm flipped over, the sword momentum stopped suddenly, and the sword body disappeared into the air, that is, the speed of swinging the sword was too fast to be detected by the naked eye.
"Bell", when the dagger just fell on the samurai suit, it was blocked by the iron sword, and with a move Su Qin's back sword, the sharp dagger and the sword body rubbed out dazzling fire.
Zhang Zheng swiped his backhand, the sword light slashed horizontally, rolled up the surging cold air, slapped in the air, the sharpness of the sword qi was enough to cut gold and jade, and a trace of horror and doubt flashed in the eyes of the person behind him, and then he withdrew and retreated, narrowly avoiding this sword.
At this time, Zhang Zheng had a chance to turn around, and in the distance of Sanzhang, there was a figure standing, dressed like a dead warrior on the ground, holding a three-inch-long dagger in his hand.
"Woohoo"
At the same time, three other black-clothed men appeared, and the four of them surrounded him in the middle, and the form was reversed in an instant.
The killers who survived the catastrophe on the side looked inexplicable, before they started, they didn't know Zhang Zheng's identity, and most of the samurai were slaughtered in a short period of time.
The two first-class masters are not fools, and they realized in an instant that their group of people are just outcasts, just to attract Zhang Zheng's attention and prepare for the next real assassination, the two of them are cold in their hearts, but they don't dare to have resentment, the people behind this matter are too big, and they can't provoke them at all.
The current situation is not something they can meddle in, and several people glanced at each other, and they already had a sense of retreat.
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"Withdraw"
With a helpless order, the remnants of the killer quickly rushed towards the mountains and forests behind.
Zhang Zheng didn't pay attention to them, compared to these people, the four masked people around him were obviously heavier, and the momentum of the four of them was one, which suppressed him even more, so that he didn't dare to move.
"I'm curious who wants to take my life. In the whole world, there are not many people who dare to blatantly offend Dongchang. First sending a group of killers to feint, and then using the four of you to sneak attack from behind, it was really painstaking. Zhang Zheng joked.
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"You have too many questions. "The four ghosts of Xiangxi did not wear their signature green clothes, and the four of them have been active in the Xiangxi area, rarely appearing, and there are only a handful of people in the rivers and lakes who know about them. Zhang Zheng had not fought with the four ghosts before, and he was only limited to the names of these four people in his memory, and he did not recognize them at the first time.
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"I'm curious how you managed to block the dagger. One of the four black-clothed ghosts at the front played with the dagger in his hand and wondered.
The four ghosts are not worried that they will let people run away, as the top powerhouse, they will naturally be arrogant, if the opponent is Cao Zhengchun, the overseer of the East Factory, they will also pay attention to it, but it is a pity that a fledgling boy is just a boy, even if the performance is amazing, it can't make them jealous. Similarly, Zhang Zheng also has this kind of thinking, and both sides have absolute confidence in their own strength.
"Why do you think those killers have survived until now?" Zhang Zheng said lightly, and between the words, an indescribable sharp aura erupted.
This breath made the faces of the four ghosts change slightly: "I don't know the thickness of the sky, today's day is your death." ”
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With that, the four ghosts shot at the same time, their figures dissipated out of thin air, and the killing power in the air suddenly rose, and a majestic aura enveloped Fang Yuan.
Zhang Zheng's eyes condensed slightly, and then he used his sword to control the sword, and slashed out four knives one after another, in an instant.
There were four terrible sword lights on the left and back, slicing through the air, at this moment, the cold ice true qi in Zhang Zheng's body was urged to the extreme, and the powerful internal force poured into the meridians from the dantian, and a thin layer of white ice covered the sword body, refracting the colorful sunlight.
The power of the icy true qi erupted without reservation, the temperature in a radius of ten zhang plummeted, the hoarfrost spread out, and the mist was soaring.
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"Boom Boom Boom"
The four ghosts of Xiangxi were forced to appear by the sword qi, and the four of them lived in all directions, sending out a powerful internal force with their bare hands to shatter the knife qi.
The four of them were born to a mother, the four brothers have a soul, and they got a profound martial arts cheats in a coincidence, the four of them are initiates, and the progress is rapid, but in 20 years, they have become famous in the rivers and lakes, there are few opponents, and the four of them are enough to rank among the first class in the rivers and lakes.
They have been secretly peeping all the time, although Zhang Zheng's swordsmanship is amazing, but in the eyes of the four ghosts, it can only be average, but these four sword qi make them feel a strong crisis, and even have to retreat, as long as they are stabbed, it will not be easy.
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"I thought it was a great character, but that's it. Zhang Zheng sneered in his mouth, but his heart sank, these four people have a degree of advance and retreat, not a small role. "It is better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers. He said secretly, and then the long knife in his hand was swung out, and in an instant, a knife curtain was cut, and the terrible knife light continued endlessly, like a pouring rain, covering the four people. The figures of the four ghosts paused for a moment.
Zhang Zheng was waiting for this opportunity, "one slash", the iron sword and the sword, he suddenly appeared in front of the black-clothed man who was using the dagger, the knife light slashed down, bringing up a ripple, and the air made a sound like a rag being torn, this knife was extremely fast, like a gust of wind caressing, silent.
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After a while, two drops of blood fell down the sword body, and there was no figure in front of him.
This knife did not make meritorious contributions, but it was not all without gain, the man in black holding the dagger appeared on the left side, with a thick fear in his eyes, if his reaction was a little slower, the ending would be different, how many years have I not experienced the feeling of death, I didn't expect to be almost planted in the hands of a hairy boy today.
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"You are very good, let me feel the pleasure I have not felt for a long time, and next, I will make your death very painful. ”
His chest was filled with anger, and he directly abandoned the dagger, came to Zhang Zheng's side, and raised a pair of fleshy palms to send out.
The three of them were one step slower, but it was just a blink of an eye, and the three pairs of fleshy palms rolled up a surging internal force, even if it was fine iron, it would be smashed.
"Boom", Zhang Zheng did not hesitate to blast out his left hand, slapped it, and the whole person retreated with strength, and his right hand slashed out a long knife light, and rushed towards the four ghosts.
Thanks to the strange cold of the cold ice's internal force, although he is inferior to the four of them in terms of internal force, every time he fights against each other, it is always the four ghosts of Xiangxi who suffer, and they are immersed in the body by the cold's internal force, forcing them to divide part of their internal force to resist the cold.
Another part of the reason is that the four ghosts of Xiangxi are famous for their ghostly figures, not for their strong combat effectiveness.
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This sword light was directly exploded, and then in the thick mist, Zhang Zheng's breath had already been lost, and with the help of the cold ice true qi, the range within a radius of twenty or thirty zhang was blurred, and he couldn't see his five fingers.
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"Slash to the wind"
A whisper came from the wind, and then a snow-white sword light tore through the thick fog and pointed directly at one of the four ghosts.