The lingering white smoke seemed to have been blown away by a hurricane, and his vision became clear again.
However, Youji, who was originally filled with killing intent, stood stiffly on the spot.
Her left hand was in the posture of drawing a blade, and her eyes were filled with fear. Her left leg and right leg crossed, looking like she wanted to attack, but in reality, she wanted to retreat —
Like a statue, she froze.
Patter.
Patter.
Drops of blood the size of beans fell to the ground, like cherry blossoms, gorgeous and alluring.
Behind Youji, Tina slowly sheathed her blood-stained blade. As if nothing had happened, his gaze was calm and sharp as he looked at Xiao Zheng, who had drawn his sword.
On the wheelchair, Ling Lai, who was in disbelief, looked at Youji, who was slowly losing his breath, with a dry throat. His entire body felt cold.
What was this?
Instant kill!
Hattori, whom Mitsui Baiji saw as the strongest opponent in his life, was instantly killed by this young woman!
Youji didn't even have the chance to draw his blade!
How fast was Tina's blade?
How ghostly was Tina's figure?
Keng!
An explosive-like collision sound rang out from the left. It attracted all of Ling Lai's attention.
Looking up, he saw Xiao Zheng's body flowing with energy. As if it was real, the streams of energy were like dragons and snakes, wrapping around his body, containing endless divine power.
The blade went down. It was like the roar of a divine dragon, shocking everyone!
Itō, who failed in his attack, quickly drew his blade and accurately blocked Xiao Zheng's shockingly destructive blade. He successfully blocked the fatal blow.
Even so, Itō's body was forced to retreat by Xiao Zheng's domineering power. His entire arm was in pain. It was unbearable.
How was this a battle between two peerless elites? Itō, be it in terms of aura, technique, or even movement, was far from Xiao Zheng's nimbleness and calmness.
From the looks of it, Itō was like an elite who hadn't trained for many years. As for Xiao Zheng, he was at his peak, his condition was heaven-defying!
As a matter of fact, that was indeed the case. Xiao Zheng had killed two peerless experts in a row and became one of the World Eight Absolutes in one go. It could be said that he relied on a pair of iron fists and a sharp blade to obtain his current status.
What about Itō?
It had been too long since he last fought!
He had almost forgotten what it felt like to kill with his own hands!
The so-called pampered life was nothing more than this, right?
Furthermore, how could every single one of the Eight Absolutes be equally powerful? From the beginning to the end, there were those who were stronger and those who were weaker. It was just that the strongest eight had been chosen.
Since peerless experts had different strengths, how could Xiao Zheng, who was a newly promoted Eight Ultimates, be inferior to Itō?
Not only that, but it was also very obvious!
After one slash, Xiao Zheng raised his blade high and gathered all his strength in his right arm. Lightning flashed in his eyes, making him look like a god. An unparalleled aura erupted from his body. It was as easy as breaking dry weeds, invincible!
This was the Nameless Saber!
This was the Ultimate Blade created by Xiao Zheng!
Weng!
The blade flashed and slashed towards Itō with the force of lightning!
Clang!
Itō raised his blade again to block. This time, Xiao Zheng directly knocked away the blade in Itō's hand!
Puchi!
Xiao Zheng's blade power did not decrease as he fiercely chopped off one of Itō's arms!
"Ugh — —"
Itō stumbled back, his right arm quickly covering the wound where his arm was cut off. But no matter how big the palm was, how could it be thicker than the arm?
Itō's face was pale and his expression was gloomy. Although the pain was unbearable, his expression did not change. He only staggered back two steps and opened his thin lips slightly: "I can clearly see your intentions. You obviously have a way to deal with it. But I can't control my body. Martial arts is like rowing a boat against the current. If I don't advance, I will fall back. I have lost this battle. "
Xiao Zheng raised his blade and slowly walked towards Itō. His lips curled into a meaningful smile: "You didn't lose with your body, but with your heart."
"Oh?" Itō slightly raised his eyes, obviously giving up resistance.
At this time, how could Itō not see it. He was at least a level lower than Xiao Zheng who was also a peerless expert?
"You used to practice martial arts to fight and to protect your life. So you treat martial arts as a career, something that is indispensable. Your heart is on martial arts. "Xiao Zheng stepped forward, his eyes extremely cold. "But now, you rely on guns to kill people and money to protect your life. You have placed all your heart on power and money. Your heart of martial arts has been shattered. "
"Can a peerless expert who does not even have a heart of martial arts be called a peerless expert?" Xiao Zheng slightly narrowed his eyes and said word by word. "You can only be a legend who does not fight. Once you fight, you will definitely lose. "
A bitter smile appeared on Itō's face, and he muttered: "I can't believe my realm is lower than a young man in his twenties."
"What does one's realm have to do with age?" Xiao Zheng asked in return. "Some people live for a lifetime and still can't see through some things. Some people live for twenty years and become self-taught. Dragons and phoenixes. "
Then, he raised his blade and said with a cold expression: "You ask me why I want to kill you? Let me tell you, you shouldn't have any ideas about her. You can't touch her things. You touch. You die. "
Itō's eyes flashed, and he finally understood why Xiao Zheng did not make a move earlier or later, but at this time.
So it was because of her.
How ironic. The one who killed him was not her father, but a man who was not accepted by the Lin family.
Lin Chaotian. Are you getting nervous?
How long can you keep your title as the world's number one?
Hum!
The blade appeared, Itō's vision turned upside down, and the moment he saw his back, he closed his eyes unwillingly.
Xiao Zheng's cold gaze swept across the living room that was filled with vines. He slowly sheathed his blade. He turned to look at the stunned Ling Lai.
"Your Royal Highness, the mission has been completed. Shouldn't you clean up the mess for me? "Xiao Zheng asked calmly.
His murderous aura had not been completely restrained. With just a glance, Ling Lai felt goosebumps all over her body, and a sense of fear emerged from the depths of her soul.
The spiritual world of a true peerless powerhouse was incomparably powerful. It was far from what Ling Lai, whose legs were broken, could withstand.
It was even more intimidating than guns and cannons!
Ling Lai thought to herself, even if someone pointed a gun at her head, she would not be so weak. But, Xiao Zheng's gaze made her restless, and she only wanted to avoid Xiao Zheng's gaze. She moved to the side.
"I will send someone to clean up this place." Ling Lai slowly walked out of her shock. "Mr. Xiao's martial arts are amazing."
"Amazing?" Xiao Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly. "That's because you have not seen more powerful powerhouses."
On Feng Ming Mountain, if the giant dragon that occupied the mountainside raised its head and went down the mountain, it would definitely summon the wind and rain, covering the sky!
Ling Lai smiled, not minding Xiao Zheng's rebuttal. On the contrary, after a short silence, she suddenly raised her eyes, and her gaze gradually became sharp: "Mr. Xiao, I want to ask you for a favor."
"What favor?" Xiao Zheng asked casually.
"Help me kill her." Ling Lai pointed at Tomiko, who was sitting on the sofa with a dull face. Imperial Sister!
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