Chapter 228: Mad 斩

"Hey, Xiao Yufeng's disciples have been eliminated so fast. They thought that they would have no chance to fight with us and they would be eliminated. I didn't expect to be on the wheel so soon! God bless, it's your turn!" Wang surnamed teacher sneer Road.

God blessed out from behind Wang’s instructor and stretched out a lazy look. He looked at Luo Zheng with a blank expression. He said to the teacher Wang’s teacher faintly: “Three strokes, only three strokes, this kid will be defeated in my hand.”

In the view of God Bless, Luo Zheng is only the strength of congenital two, not worth mentioning. Although Luo Zheng had previously erupted the natural power of horror, but what is the use of natural power? The strength is so great that it can't match the power and speed of the real yuan. It is always a coward!

When I heard the teacher and God Bless of the thick sea peak, the mentor’s face was dripping with water, and I wanted to refute it, but I didn’t know where to refute it.

Previously, the instructor had a slight confidence in Luo Zheng and Zuo Yun, but Zuo Yun defeated in the first game, and was directly injured and unable to participate in the following battles, which seriously hampered the confidence of the texturist. For the contempt of God, he can only bear it.

The world of warriors has always been like this, the strength is respected, the weak ones have only two ways to choose, one road is forbearance, the other is dead, not to mention that this is still in the Qingyun Zong, if it is in the big world outside, often even "forbearance" No chances...

"Three strokes?" Luo Zheng suddenly raised his eyebrows, before Luo Zheng's mood has been very stable, it can be said that entering a state of ancient wells.

However, this does not mean that Luo Zhengzhen will be tolerant. There are many strong people in the world who let Luo Zhengrug let it go. For example, the Qingyun Zongzong who is sitting on the high platform is a stranger, but it is definitely not a **** in front of him, even if this God bless The ability, but far from the point where Luo Zheng pays attention!

"How? Three strokes are enough to give you face. If you don't have an accident, you only need two strokes." God blessed a smile.

"If the three moves did not defeat me, would you admit defeat?" Luo Zheng smiled and asked.

God blessed coldly, "I know that you want to provoke me, smash my three tricks, want to force me to admit defeat? OK, I will give you this opportunity, three strokes, won you, I will admit defeat!"

"Good! God bless, it is my chief disciple of Hou Haifeng, and there is domineering!" Wang’s tutor praised him. Wang’s tutor was not worried about the decision of Tianyou’s impulsiveness. The assessment is already close to the introductory stage of the congenital success. What is the difficulty of winning a congenital little guy? Do not say three tricks, he felt that God blessing Luo Zheng, only one stroke can solve the battle.

Luo Zheng’s mouth provoked a radiance, and then he stopped talking, but strode toward the battlefield.

This round of the disciples is in place, Luo Zheng and Tianyou also quickly stood opposite each other.

"Your eyes are optimistic, let you understand what three strokes make you defeat! Take out your weapons!" After God blessed, he took out a Wuqingbao knife from his hand. God bless is a swordsman. This is the name of the Wuqing Baodao. It is a top-grade spirit. It is a big opportunity for him to live when he goes out to practice.

Wuqing Baodao is his dependence, and his greatest dependence is the understanding of the knife. He cultivated the knife for ten years, and finally realized the slightest fur of the knife! Although it is still not fully integrated, it will take time to understand the sword!

The knife is a very overbearing killer, and the knife is even more arrogant. Although he only appreciates some fur, it is enough to double his combat power. This is the greatest reliance of God!

"Weapons? My fist is a weapon," Luo Zheng smiled faintly.

There are still many games in the whole peak, and some of them are not even sure if they are Luo Zheng. Therefore, in the previous battle, Luo Zheng did not seem to pull out too many cards.

Once your cards are turned out and they are seen by them, they will naturally think about the way to deal with them, so the more people there are, the bigger the odds.

"Whether you have weapons or not, I am defeating you with three strokes!" God Blessed his face with a strong smile, and suddenly yelled: "The wind is breaking!"

The blessed Wuqing Baodao suddenly turned into a piece of knife, and the shadows of the knife were spiral, splitting two pairs, and soon became four pairs, and then turned into eight pairs...

Luo Zheng stared at the shadows of the knife, and the expression on his face did not change at all. There was a faint arrogance in these shadows, as if he could smash the feeling of everything in the world.

Of course, it is only "like", God Bless seems to have realized a hint of knives, and Luo Zheng's sword meaning has been realized to the realm of Xiaocheng, not to mention the fact that Tianyou practiced the sword for ten years, and Luo Zheng spent less time with the sword. One month, in contrast, the understanding of the two is simply a world apart.

"This trick does not pose much threat to me," Luo Zheng suddenly pushed open, stimulating the energy of Feng Xiang Spar in his arm, and increased his speed by 30%.

There are still many battles in the back. The energy in Fengxiang spar is not infinite. Moreover, avoiding the blessing of this **** can not use too much energy, and increase the speed of 30%.

I saw Luo Zheng as a flexible leopard, moving freely among those knife shadows, those knife shadows did not touch Luo Zheng.

God blessed the eyebrows, and the truth said that the speed of Luo Zheng exceeded his expectations, but seeing Luo Zheng in his knife and shadow, he suddenly sneered: "In my knife shadow shuttle, simply Just looking for death, Fengshen gather!"

Under the true element of God's blessing, those knives that did not break and suddenly stopped fission and floated around Luo Zheng.

After the fission, the knife shadows have now split into thirty-two pairs, a total of sixty-four swords.

"Feng Shen gathers, gathers - kills!" God blessed his fist, and the sixty-four knife shadows suddenly reversed direction, and began to gather toward Luo Zheng.

If these sixty-four knife shadows are gathered together, then they must break through Luo Zheng’s body. God bless is already imagining that the sixty-four knife shadows have cut Luo Zheng into a disabled one...

"Hey!"

However, the scene in God's imagination did not happen, Luo Zheng directly rushed to the front, and he was smashed with a fist in front of him.

"Fist is so hard?" God blessed his face with an incredible expression. What is the mystery on his fist? God blessed his head and looked at Luo Zheng’s fist, only to find that his hands were empty, so there was no real yuan!

Most of the warriors practice weapons, but there are also very few military practitioners who practice boxing.

Because of the obvious disadvantage of the practice boxing method, the physical body of the warrior is harder and it is impossible to harden those weapon weapons.

So after cultivating to the back, you need to use the real element to cover the layer above the fist, so that you can fight against the mystery and the spirit.

However, God blessed clearly, Luo Zhengfang did not condense the real yuan on his hands, which means that he completely used his fist to give his own knife and shadow, and for a time God blessed whether he was wrong. It is.

What God bless is even more unaware is that Luo Zheng’s hard work can not only be a part of the fist, but after several times of different fires, he absorbed the energy in the fire, and then condensed two spiritual lines, and the body became The spirit of the Chinese product is as strong as it is, even too far!

Luo Zheng faces the kind of Mouyan, who has entered the magical world for many years, and can only rush to escape, but if he is facing the shadow of God Bless, he can completely stand in the same place. Let those knife cuts also want to hurt themselves.

However, Luo Zheng’s work was too horrible, so Luo Zheng still broke the idea, but chose to use his fist to break the shadow of God Bless.

"Two strokes, you still have a chance," Luo Zheng said with a smile.

Although Luo Zheng only showed the hard power of Luo Zheng's double boxing, there are still many people present, remembering the characteristics of Luo Zheng.

The natural power displayed by Fang Cai’s levy is still not particularly exaggerated, and they do not know their records. However, it is enough to break the knife shadow with double fists, which is enough to attract their attention. These people who record the characteristics of Luo Zheng, most of the major mountain mentors, if they are in the following fight, their own mountain peak disciples meet Luo The levy, they will let their disciples pay attention to the double fists of Luo Zheng, the fists are indestructible!

"Not bad! Luo Zheng!" The literary instructor watching the battle suddenly cheered, and the instructor felt that he was very deflated.

From the time he just led Xiaofeng’s disciple, he has been arrogant, and now he is finally proud, and he still does not forget to remind: “There is still a third move! Luo Zheng, you should be careful!”

"Come on Luo Zheng! Killing that is called God Bless!"

"He has been paralyzed, and the last move won't take you, he will lose!"

Xiao Yufeng disciples also took the opportunity to squat.

The surnamed Wang, the teacher of Hou Haifeng, was completely gloomy at this time. He couldn’t figure out how to practice the fists, but after understanding the power of the fists, he already understood that God bless This battle is afraid of hard work.

God blessed his eyes and he had already smashed Luo Zheng before, but he was not anxious and not impetuous. As a knife, he can easily smash the negative emotions in his heart.

After brewing the time of the three interest, God blessed slowly lifted the Wuqingbao knife, slowly spit out a few words in his mouth.

"Crazy! Give me a break!"