In the thunderous sound, there was anger like a stormy sea.
Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in front of Zheng Zhi.
This person is none other than Zheng Yuan, who presided over the wedding.
The thick profound energy burst out of the body, forming an astonishing wind.
True Mysterious Realm!
Zheng Yuan angrily rebuked: "You should be punished for killing your own people. Zheng Zhi, do you know your crime?"
"Uncle Yuan, when I was framed and had my Dantian disabled, you were not as active as you are now."
Staring at the furious Zheng Yuan, Zheng Zhi smiled, his smile as cold as a ghost.
"There is no cure. This elder will punish you now."
Hearing this, Zheng Yuan was like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, barking ferociously.
The next moment, a green shadow condensed behind him, a ferocious eagle.
The ominous eagle screamed in alarm, the sound was harsh.
True meaning, the symbol of the True Mysterious Realm!
With true meaning, not only are the speed, strength, and defense far superior to those of Xuanqi realm monks, but they can also inherit part of the true meaning.
Qingfengying is Zheng Yuan's true meaning.
"Crack!"
Zheng Yuan stepped forward with the sole of his foot, and the floor beneath his feet instantly cracked, and his figure flew towards Zheng Zhi like lightning.
The palms of his hands were shaped like claws, and the blades of the claws were like knives, pointing directly at Zheng Zhi's throat.
Zheng Zhi's expression remained unchanged and he blocked with his sword.
The claw blade hit the sword body, causing sparks to fly.
After one attack failed, Zheng Yuan's eyes turned gloomy and his mysterious energy exploded.
Behind him, the sound of an eagle's cry was deafening, and then there was a true power that merged into the cyan claw blade.
"Green Wind Claw!"
Qingfeng Claw, the famous martial arts of the Zheng family, is an intermediate martial arts!
In Mo country, martial arts skills are divided into low level, intermediate level, high level and ultimate level.
In a remote city like Zaocheng, low-level martial arts are rare, and intermediate martial arts are only available to the four major families and the city lord's mansion.
The claw blade was sharp, and along the way, the air was turbulent and hit Zheng Zhi's heart directly.
Zheng Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly and finally drew his sword.
"call out!"
There was a sword cry, and the bloody sword light pierced the air.
The sword light and claw blade collided.
However, the sharp claw blade was shattered instantly under the light of the sword.
Dissipated with it, was the true meaning of Qingfengying behind Zheng Yuan!
A shrill scream rang out, and one of Zheng Yuan's hands was chopped off.
His face was filled with fear and his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to beg for mercy.
But just as he was about to speak out, he stopped.
A ferocious head rolled to the ground.
Zheng Zhi's eyes were cold and his murderous intent was even worse.
Beheading with one sword, clean and neat.
"Zheng Zhi, you...how dare you kill your uncle?"
An elder scolded tremblingly.
"It is treasonous and unethical. It is simply treasonous and unethical."
"We, the Zheng family, have been a prominent family for hundreds of years. How come we have such a white-eyed wolf like you?"
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The other elders responded one after another, filled with righteous indignation.
Those eyes are full of hatred.
"Uncle-killing? Treason? White-eyed wolf?"
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi smiled with a sad smile: "When you all united to frame me and cripple my cultivation, did you ever think that you are my uncle?"
"My sister's cultivation was abolished and she was forced to marry. Did any of you uncles ever speak up for my sister?"
"I have been fighting for my family, going through life and death, have you ever thought of me as a loving person?"
"A raccoon dog from the same family deserves to be an uncle."
Each word is like a pearl, sonorous and powerful.
With resentment mixed with murderous intent.
All the elders were blushing and speechless to refute.
"Has your cultivation level recovered?"
Zheng Chen stared at Zheng Zhi.
Although his face was still calm, his heart was already in turmoil.
Killing Zhao Bin first and then Zheng Yuan requires at least the Xuan Kong realm to accomplish this.
In just ten days, a cripple with a broken Dantian, severed meridians, and all limbs stood in front of him intact as before.
No one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.
Even if you see it with your own eyes, the shock is unimaginable.
However, he was shocked and angry, but Zheng Chen made no next move.
Zheng Xuantong was also indifferent.
There was even a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Now, the father and son are not the only ones who want to kill Zheng Zhi in this hall...
"Are you the Zheng Zhi who killed my sixth uncle?"
Ghost Wolf spoke slowly.
His eyes were like swords, staring at Zheng Zhi.
Although Zheng Zhi's performance was stunning and ferocious, it was not enough to shock him.
Because he can do it easily.
At this moment, Sen Miao also left the table and appeared beside the young master.
"Evil Wolf Mountain?"
Zheng Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had dealt with Evil Wolf Mountain more than once.
Although I don't know the young master in front of me, I have met Sen Miao.
"I killed him."
Zheng Zhi grinned and admitted on the spot: "So, what do you want?"
At the same time, he protected his sister behind him.
"life for a life."
The ghost wolf's eyes were cold and it looked like he was angry.
Beside him, Sen Miao understood and immediately handed over a long sword.
Holding the hilt of the sword, Ghost Wolf slowly drew the sword.
The sword energy is sharp and the sword light is cold. It is a good sword.
The moment he drew his sword, the ghost wolf was surrounded by a layer of sword energy.
"Sword cultivator?"
Zheng Zhi's eyes narrowed and he was a little surprised.
This was the first time he saw a sword cultivator other than himself.
In Mo country, sword cultivators are rare.
"I will use your head to pay homage to Liu Bo's heroic spirit."
As soon as the sound fell, the ghost wolf's figure swept out and turned into an afterimage.
The sword in his hand slashed straight at Zheng Zhi's neck.
Zheng Zhi's pupils shrank sharply, and the judgment sword in his hand moved slightly.
"clang!"
The jingle sounded and sparks flew everywhere.
After one blow failed, the ghost wolf looked ferociously and drew his sword again.
The sound of the sword sounded, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. The sword energy condensed and turned into a ferocious wolf shadow.
The shadow of the wolf raged, and Zheng Zhi retreated violently.
On his shoulder, there was a sword wound that looked like a bite mark.
"elder brother!"
Seeing that her brother was injured, Zheng Qingqing was worried, with a look of distress on her pretty face.
"nothing."
Zheng Zhi turned around and gave his sister a gentle look.
Then, he looked at Ghost Wolf: "Sword skills?"
If martial arts skills are already rare, then this sword skill is even more rare.
Sword skills are not only rare, but also extremely powerful.
An intermediate sword skill, the power is not weaker than ordinary high-level martial arts.
"Is this the Canlang Sword Technique?"
"It is rumored that Poison Wolf, the head of Evil Wolf Mountain, used this technique to kill a powerful Kongyou man!"
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Some people recognized the sword skills used by Ghost Wolf and exclaimed.
"I didn't expect that this ghost wolf is not very young, but he has already learned 70% of the charm of this swordsmanship. He is expected to be a swordsman before the age of forty."
Liu De sighed.
"It seems that this genius is in trouble."
On the side, Zhang San echoed, his eyes never leaving Guilang and Zheng Zhi.
"I do hope that Zheng Zhi can win."
Guan Kun said with a smile.
"There is no fear on this kid's face. He should have some backup plans. Let's see!"
Liu De nodded slightly, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Zheng Zhi did not dare to be careless, his whole body was shaken, and the mysterious energy burst out of his body.
The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped sharply at this moment.
"As expected."
Seeing the cold profound energy around Zheng Zhi, Ghost Wolf smiled: "Without the Fire Saint Body, what do you have to fight with me?"
The sound fell, and the ghost wolf moved again.
"Ouch!"
A wolf howled into his ears, and sharp sword energy burst through the air.
The edge of the sword is like flowing water.
"call out!"
Zheng Zhi said nothing, released his mysterious energy, and rushed out.
A sword.
A simple sword!
The bloody sword light is eye-catching and alluring.
"clang!"
Under many horrified eyes, the two swords collided fiercely, like two ferocious beasts fighting for their lives.
The ghost wolf's eyes were captivating, and his face with a sneer suddenly solidified.
In front of him, the proud sword power was instantly shattered.
"Crack!"
The sound of shattering reached my ears, and the sword in Ghost Wolf's hand broke into two pieces.
The ghost wolf's eyes widened in vain.
But it was too late to react, because a bloody sword edge was already touching his neck.
The difference of millimeters can be seen as bright red.
The sound of joking floated in my ears.
"My sword skills are good, but your sword is too brittle!"