"If the heart is clear, the sky will not be alarmed. Everything will change, and the spirit will be calm."

Just like in the mountains and forests that were ravaged by a storm, the only thing that was still complete was the ghost monk who was nailed to death by Wang Zheng on the tree.

Blood sprinkled on the ground into bloody flowers, with broken arms and broken limbs all over the ground. This scene seemed like Shura hell.

Wang Zheng, who stood in this shocking scene, silently recited the mantra of Bing Xin Jue in his heart, and his true energy became extremely cold and surging in his body, eliminating all kinds of discomfort in his heart.

This was the first time Wang Zheng killed someone in two lives. Even though he was desperately trying to fight the sect, he didn't kill anyone after all.

The first time I killed hundreds of people, it had a great psychological impact on Wang Zheng.

Fortunately, Wang Zheng had long understood the essence of the world's prey on the weak. Coupled with Bing Xinjue's concentration and calmness, Wang Zheng quickly calmed down the discomfort in his heart.

Looking around, Wang Zheng found that there were also several corpses around Nangong Tiezhu. Obviously, the warriors did not intend to let Nangong Tiezhu and Yan Ruyu go.

However, Nangong Tiezhu, who is now in the late Bronze stage, has no pressure to face these acquired warriors with the cooperation of scorching fighting spirit and magic weapons.

As for Yan Ruyu in Nangong Tiezhu's arms, he looked calm, as if such a dangerous attack was just a pediatric department for him.

Even the Shura-like post-war Yan Ruyu didn't even frown.

"After all, it's the descendant of the strong, just this kind of mind is amazing."

Although I still don’t know the origin of Yan Ruyu, this does not prevent Wang Zheng from evading Yan Ruyu like this.

And just then, Nangong Tiezhu seemed to have come back, his face was incredible, and even his tone was trembling:

"Old...Boss, when did you become so awesome?"

The combat power that Wang Zheng burst out just now was too powerful. It was as powerful as the sect and as the breakthrough of the innate world!

Especially the sword aura that seemed to kill the dragon, the terrifying spiritual pressure even affected him.

After the sword aura of the Dragon Slaying Art, Wang Zheng controlled the sword in his hand like a cultivator and slaughtered the warriors madly. The scene was as easy as killing a little chicken...

How can this not shock Nangong Tiezhu?

Wang Zheng, whose mood became calm again because of the Bing Xin Jue, heard this and immediately blinked at Nangong Tiezhu: "Are you guessing?"

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he scratched his bald head as if he was honest, and smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Although he was a little more vulgar, he was absolutely clever. Since Wang Zheng was unwilling to say more, he would not ask more questions.

On the contrary, when Yan Ruyu saw Wang Zheng's posture, she rolled her eyes immediately and looked up at the blue sky: "A little trick of eagle!"

He ignored Yan Ruyu's disdain, and Wang Zheng whined at Nangong Tiezhu:

"It's time to pack up the spoils, and you'll have everything you can. You can take as much as you can."

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. He quickly put Yan Ruyu on the ground, muttering at the bottom:

"Stand up for you Uncle Tiezhu, don't delay your Uncle Tiezhu's wealth."

Yan Ruyu curled her lips and said nothing, but his expression was unconcealed and expressed that he thought Nangong Tiezhu was a rustic guy.

Nangong Tiezhu who had put down Yan Ruyu and ran towards the ghost monk who was nailed to death by a sword.

"Oh, what good is your eyesight?" Wang Zheng quipped when he saw Nangong Tiezhu's actions.

"Hehe, I'm not stupid. Can those acquired martial artists be rich as these two cultivators?" Nangong Tiezhu did not feel any annoyed, but instead searched the ghost cultivator with a proud look on his face.

After a while, an exquisite Qiankun bag was held in his hand.

After weighing the Qiankun bag in his hand, Nangong Tiezhu said with some confusion:

"Boss, are you stupid? Take the things in the TV series seriously. If you have the Shushan heritage, will you still be a warrior?

If there is such a inheritance, can you tell them all over the world? A bunch of idiots..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng shook his head, smiled and said:

"I don't know if it's stupid or not, but I know that someone must be secretly spreading rumors, and these people are affected by spells, so they are so irrational."

When Nangong Tiezhu heard this, he walked towards the sword cultivator who could not die anymore, and looked puzzled:

"You said we have never offended anyone? Who is so unfamiliar with us? He has made such a big deal."

Wang Zheng looked at Xiling City with a distant look:

"You have never offended anyone, but I have offended a big man in Xiling City.

But what I didn't expect was that in my opinion it was a small conflict, he actually made such a big deal."

"Boss, are you talking about that Gao Wen?" Nangong Tiezhu asked in a daze when he heard this.

Wang Zheng nodded and sighed, "There is a big tree that attracts wind, and the popularity of people makes many troubles. It turns out that this is the truth."

But immediately afterwards, Wang Zheng suddenly smiled: "But he probably didn't expect that his trick would help you."

Nangong Tiezhu also smiled: "The main thing is that your strength is there. It's silent. Even I don't know that you are so strong."

"Okay, don't be poor. Returning to the sect quickly is the important thing. If you delay any delay, I will not be able to save you from being accused of dereliction of duty."

Wang Zheng laughed and scolded, asking Nangong Tiezhu to directly speed up the speed of sweeping the corpse.

After carefully checking that nothing was missing, Nangong Tiezhu finally shook his whole body in his uneasy expression, shaking the blood on his body and hands, and then he said:

"It's over, boss, go?"

"Then let's go."

Wang Zheng was stabbed to the ground, and the sword cultivator had already cut a huge gap with the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword from afar. With the mysterious method of sword control, the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword immediately returned to Wang Zheng's hand.

After looking at the severely damaged Xuan Iron Sword with some distress, Wang Zheng then put it in the Daoqiankun bag and slowly heading towards Taihua Sect.

On the other side, Nangong Tiezhu walked towards Yan Ruyu with a passionate look on his face, and opened his arms to hug Yan Ruyu.

However, Yan Ruyu took two steps back without a trace, and then looked at Nangong Tiezhu with disgust.

This is very embarrassing, and I was actually disliked by the naughty child?

Nangong Tiezhu's smile froze at first, then he took the opportunity to expand his chest, and looked at the floating clouds in the sky lazily and said to himself: "I haven't moved my body for a long time, so I'm quite tired after a fight."

Then, Nangong Tiezhu looked at Yan Ruyu in surprise:

"Why don't you leave? Do you still want your Uncle Tiezhu to hug you?"

At this moment, Nangong Tiezhu quietly praised his acting skills in his heart.

Yan Ruyu turned her head and walked past him arrogantly, ignoring him.

"Hey? Why are you kid like this?"
Chapter completed!