Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Conflict
In the eyes of the young man in black, these disciples in green came from nowhere. They were the kind of lowly commoners that were not worth his attention.
Hearing Qiu Yi's rebuttal, the young man in black was surprised. He sneered, "You don't know the rules. You're looking for death!"
Then, the young man in black slammed his palm towards Qiu Yi.
This palm contained a trace of cold sharpness. If Qiu Yi was hit by this palm, he would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant. He would be reduced to a pile of flesh and blood. He actually wanted to kill Qiu Yi.
After all, Qiu Yi was a newcomer and did not understand the situation.
Even in the Taoist Sword Palace, no one attacked as they pleased. However, this young man in black wanted to kill!
In a moment of desperation, Qiu Yi twisted his body and used the Qingfeng Sword in front of him to block the attack.
"Bang!"
As this palm struck out, a piercing cold air spread out along with the momentum.
Qiuyton felt a trace of coldness coming from his right hand. Then, half of his body stopped moving. He had been frozen.
The young man in black had no intention of stopping. After the palm came out, he changed the direction of his palm and slammed it towards Qiu Yi. He wanted to kill Qiu Yi on the spot!
Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows. Like a phantom, he flashed forward and grabbed Qiu Yi by the collar. He helped Qiu Yi to avoid the attack. At the same time, he said, "If you have something to say, we can talk it out. Why do you have to kill him?"
The young man in black looked at Luo Zheng coldly and laughed, "Who do you think you are? What right do you have to talk nicely to me? "
Traces of the True Meaning of Dao gathered and the palm prints in the sky came down on Luo Zheng.
A sharp glint flashed across Luo Zheng's eyes. He did not dodge the palm print at all. Instead, he charged toward the black-clothed youth.
"Puff, puff, puff …"
Several palm prints hit him and formed layers of ice on the surface of his body. However, Luo Zheng's body shook slightly and the ice broke. It did not affect him at all.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Zheng had arrived in front of the black-clothed youth. His right hand shot out like lightning.
The black-clothed youth didn't expect that Luo Zheng would be so fierce. His face was slightly startled. Suddenly, he unsheathed the two swords on his back and slashed towards Luo Zheng from both sides. "Sword Force Condensation!"
This killer move of his was a combination of the Profound Ice Divine Dao and the Eternal Sword Intent. Wherever the sword aura passed, everything would be frozen and hard, and in the end, everything would be cleanly cut into pieces.
Seeing that Luo Zheng still had no intention of dodging, the black-clothed youth revealed a cold smile.
However, Luo Zheng's actions were still beyond his expectations. Both of his hands shot out like a venomous snake, accurately grabbing the two long swords and releasing a huge force.
"Crack, crack!"
The two swords were broken by Luo Zheng.
Before the black-clothed youth could react, Luo Zheng's palm landed on the black-clothed youth's chest.
"Pu!"
The black-clothed youth flew out and fell heavily on the ground.
Dizzy from the fall, he struggled to raise his head and said with a ferocious expression, "Do you know who I am? You're dead for sure after provoking me. "
"I'm dead for sure?" Luo Zheng touched his nose as if he had heard the funniest joke.
The black-clothed youth was about to speak when Luo Zheng waved his hand and a gust of strong wind went straight to the black-clothed youth.
An invisible force drilled into his mouth. His teeth were suddenly smashed into pieces by the invisible force, and blood flowed out.
"What right do you have to talk to me?" Luo Zheng stood beside the black-clothed youth and said while looking down at him.
"Zeng!"
"Zeng!"
"Zeng!"
The black-clothed youth led more than 20 people and pulled out the long swords in their hands.
These people came from the same family. The surging aura of True Meaning mixed with the icy intent spread out, and immediately, the surroundings fell into a severe winter.
"Whoosh!"
One of them stood between Luo Zheng and the black-clothed youth and said, "This is our Wang Family's Young Lord! If he's injured, you're dead for sure. If you know how to rein in the horse at the edge of the cliff and kneel down and beg for mercy, the Wang Family may let you off … "
"Pa!"
Before this person could finish speaking, Luo Zheng had already slapped him.
This slap seemed casual, but it was actually extremely powerful and fast. The other party was simply unable to dodge, and his whole body spun a few rounds in the air before falling to the ground.
"Trash doesn't have the right to speak. I don't know who doesn't think they're trash. Feel free to come and try," Luo Zheng said with a layer of frost on his face.
These people from the Wang Family couldn't see how Luo Zheng attacked. Although they pulled out their swords, their eyes flashed with a touch of fear. Especially the Wang Family's Young Lord, who had already climbed up with the help of others. He stared at Luo Zheng as if he wanted to eat Luo Zheng in one bite.
But just as he said, it was useless to say anything if he wasn't strong enough.
At this moment, a few white figures suddenly appeared on top of the tall sword wall.
These figures were all wearing white robes with long swords on their backs. They all went straight to Luo Zheng.
When the Wang Family's Young Lord saw these white figures, it was as if he had seen his saviors. His eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted in a muffled voice, "Brother! I'm here! "
These white-robed youths were full of vigor. Although they weren't in the Nirvana Realm, the Sword Fate's Eternal True Meaning faintly revealed that they were only one step away from the Nirvana Realm.
As soon as these people appeared, the originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.
The leading white-robed youth flew down and scolded with an impatient look on his face, "Whoever dares to make trouble under the wall, kill without mercy!"
Wang Shaoqi immediately said, "Brother! He was the one who wanted to kill me just now … "
The white-robed youth behind the white-robed elder was Wang Shaoqi's brother, Wang Ze. Wang Ze was two years older than his brother and had already entered the sword wall before his brother.
After looking at his brother's injuries, he turned his head to look at Luo Zheng. He stared at Luo Zheng and asked, "You, you wanted to kill my brother?"
"No," Luo Zheng said with a slight smile.
Wang Ze was slightly stunned and mocked, "You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it? Do you think you'll be fine if you deny it? "
Unexpectedly, Luo Zheng continued, "I'm telling the truth. If I really wanted to kill him, he would have become a corpse by now. Moreover, this kind of trash isn't even qualified for me to kill!"
A trace of malice appeared between Wang Shaoan's eyebrows. He sneered and said, "Interesting! Under the sword wall, it's rare to see such ignorant people. "
Luo Zheng's expression didn't change. He said with a cold tone, "I also think it's quite interesting. It's rare to see so many trash appearing one after another!"
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