"Captain Feng, help me clear the field, there is an unstable element."
Feng Bugui looked at the cloaked man in front of him and muttered: "Can you handle it?"
"Just force it," Zhou Zheng said, "make the noise louder so that everyone can avoid it."
"okay I know."
Feng Bugui took two steps back, turned around and ran towards a side alley, holding his cell phone and tapping it with his thumb.
The siren soon sounded on the street, pedestrians ran to nearby buildings, and shops quickly pulled down their rolling shutters.
Although there was a bit of chaos, several streets were cleared within a short period of time.
This kind of discipline can only be achieved in a city like Qingshan City that was recently hit by the disaster.
Zhou Zheng stood still, staring at Ao Yitian who was wearing a cloak.
What is the relationship between Ao Yitian and Ao Ying?
Actually it doesn't matter.
The two dragons come from different dragon palaces, but according to the rules of the dragon clan, Ao Yiling, Ao Yitian, and Ao Ying are called eldest sister, second brother, and third sister according to the time before and after their reincarnation. There is no blood connection in this life. They are all the first.
Transformed into a golden carp and then into a dragon.
Therefore, Zhou Zheng does not need to worry about Ao Yitian being Ao Ying's 'second brother'.
Only twenty meters away from Zhou Zheng, Ao Yitian's eyes flashed with two gleams of light, he slowly stopped and said coldly:
"Zhou Zheng, Emperor Zhou, the so-called things are people..."
Hoo
To the left there was the sound of a straw sucking in air.
Ao Yitian turned his head to look, and his muscles instantly tensed up.
A young boy with two little penises was leaning in front of the shop window, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, sliding the screen gently with his thumb, and almost drank the Coke in his left hand.
Nah, Nezha?
"The belt has been a little loose recently," Nezha muttered softly.
Ao Yitian's face turned pale, and he turned around and was about to run away, but there was an inexplicable anger in his heart, his eyes became more fierce, and he sneered: "What does the Third Prince Nezha mean?"
Nezha ignored him, as if he didn't hear the other person's call.
The corner of Ao Yitian's mouth trembled slightly, he continued to look at Zhou Zheng, and said calmly:
"Zhou Zheng, Emperor Zhou, the so-called things are people..."
"Brother Xiong, what are we doing here?"
Suddenly a greeting came from the street ahead. Taoist Banshan, who had just taken a bath in sea water, was wearing a relatively clean Taoist robe, and his curly long hair exuded the fresh smell of "sea salt". He was passing by casually.
In front of him, Mr. Black Bear is holding a thick hardcover book, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose add a bit of bookishness to him.
"Amitabha," the black bear spirit said slowly, "I just passed by by chance."
The great mountain guardian black bear spirit!
With an unknown Taoist!
Ao Yitian frowned.
He looked at Zhou Zheng in front of him, and the retreat drum started to sound.
Yes, this guy's status is different. Both Futian Alliance and Buddhism have sent experts to protect him.
Although those demon kings told me this, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time.
Doesn’t his dragon clan have a three-point reputation?
But looking at the current situation... As the saying goes, a good dragon never suffers immediate losses...
'Ao Yitian, you are just a coward after all, with no achievements at all. Does anyone in the Dragon Clan think highly of you?'
'Qinghua Emperor Zhou Zheng should have just become an immortal, or even not yet. This is your only chance to make a name for yourself.'
'You're not going to kill him, you're just going to defeat him once. This will not only give you face in the dragon clan, but also let the three worlds know that you are such a powerful figure. You can do things that even Garuda can't do.
Come on, how come the elders of the Dragon Clan don't treat you differently?'
Of course Ao Yitian knew that the demon king of the sea who said these words just wanted to provoke himself and watch the fun.
But Ao Yitian felt...
What the other party said actually makes sense, and this might not be an opportunity.
Cannot retreat!
Use your words to capture Zhou Zheng first!
"Zhou Zheng, Emperor Zhou, the so-called things are different and people are different, it is really nothing more than..."
"How are you Zhou!"
There was a cry of urgency in the air, and as a wisp of jade smoothed down, Ao Ying stood in front of Zhou Zheng, her long skirt and black silk stockings slipped off together, her pretty face looked a bit annoyed, and she glared angrily at Ao Yitian.
Bing Ning and Xiao Yue appeared on the outskirts of the street with more than a dozen immortals from the Futian Alliance.
Ao Yitian had veins on his forehead and cursed angrily: "Can you let me finish what I'm saying! Can everyone appear together! Don't you even dare to listen to what I say!"
Zhou Zheng raised his hand and patted Ao Ying on the shoulder, and said slowly: "Let me do it, I still have an old grudge with him."
"Well, okay, please be safe."
Ao Ying didn't say much, she took half a step back obediently and glared at Ao Yitian again.
When Ao Yitian saw this, he became even more angry and said angrily:
"Well, Zhou Zheng! You frivolous prodigal, Lu Dongbin is the reincarnation! You lied to me, the dragon girl of the Dragon Clan, with your sweet words. I will definitely ask you for an explanation today! If you are still a man, then!"
Taoist Banshan smiled and murmured: "Why did Lu Dongbin's reincarnation become a curse word?"
"Just have a fight with you?"
Zhou Zheng took the initiative to answer the conversation and said with a smile: "Okay, right here, one-on-one."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to unbutton the collar of his shirt and looked at Ao Yitian calmly.
Ao Yitian didn't expect Zhou Zheng to agree so decisively, and wondered if there was some deceit in his mind. He carefully looked at the robe on Zhou Zheng's body, but he couldn't see what kind of treasure it was, and he was even more doubtful in his heart.
What does he rely on?
This dragon carefully sensed Zhou Zheng's aura...
Yuanxian?
"I wonder why you are so confident, it turns out that you have become a Yuanxian."
Ao Yitian laughed sarcastically and said calmly: "The emperor's reincarnation is indeed extraordinary. In today's battle, I will claim half of my strength to prevent others from saying that I bullied you."
"No need," Zhou Zheng said calmly, "Yingying gave me the power of a half-dragon, and Laojun gave me a magic sword. You may not be able to defeat me if you let go."
"You! Very good! You asked for this!"
Ao Yitian pulled off his cloak, revealing a dark red armor. He held it in his left hand, and a sword quickly took shape with the divine light, and he held the hilt.
Ao Yitian held a sword flower and stared at Zhou Zheng.
Zhou Zheng stepped forward with a smile, took out the Laojun Sword from the storage wristband, flicked it gently, and a wisp of breeze blew forward. His posture was as straight as a pine and cypress, and he had a vague demeanor of everyone.
The two are driven by Qi.
On this street more than ten meters wide, a dragon and an immortal stand opposite each other.
The next moment, Ao Yitian took a step forward!
Hearing dragon roars, Ao Yitian stepped on a black dragon under his feet. The sword in his hand lit up and stabbed Zhou Zheng on the shoulder from a distance!
Not hitting vital points?
Zhou Zheng's newly aroused fighting spirit was immediately suppressed for the most part. He just flicked the long sword forward, seemingly casually sweeping the sword light back, and took half a step forward.
With just half a step, Ao Yitian's eyes suddenly lit up with countless sword lights!
He seemed to see Zhou Zheng's next movement trajectory, but there were dozens of these trajectories!
I can't see his swordsmanship and can't figure out his tricks!
Ao Yitian's figure suddenly turned to the left, rising into the sky, and stared down at the calm street below.
Obviously, Zhou Zheng just raised his sword slightly...
"good!"
Taoist Banshan applauded vigorously from the side: "Dragon Palace's combat skills are top-notch! It's really unexpected, it seems to be offensive but not offensive, and it is in an invincible position!"
Ao Yitian had an angry look on his face, holding the sword with both hands and slashing downwards, and a hundred-meter-long sword beam hit Zhou Zheng!
A white light lit up the street, like a sun rising rapidly.
Zhou Zheng controlled the amount of immortal power at the peak of the Yuanxian Realm, simulated the fluctuations of Yuanxian's breath, and ran the Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu.
Just listen!
when
The sword light collided head-on with the 'sun'.
There was no shock wave or space tremor.
Ao Yitian seemed to be pulled forward by someone. He lost control of his strength and jumped forward in the air, with a puzzled look on his face.
Looking at the 'sun' again, there was a dark vortex inside it. Pure yang contained yin, and yin and yang merged, melting away all the power Ao Yitian had exerted.
Nezha and Black Bear Spirit's eyes lit up at the same time.
The two great gods have long been prepared to protect mortals, and they believe that Zhou Zheng chose to fight with the opponent here because he had the intention of letting them help control the field.
But Zhou Zheng not only calmly accepted Ao Yitian's offensive, but also melted away the aftermath of the fight.
Zhou Zheng's performance was beyond Nezha and Black Bear Jing's expectations.
What a wonderful way to transform energy.
Lifting weight seems light, free and elegant.
If Lu Dongbin had done this in his previous life, they would not be surprised; but when such control of strength appeared on Zhou Zheng, who had no memory of his previous life, they were really surprised.
Looking at the sky again, there was already another battle.
The 'sunshine' around Zhou Zheng dispersed, and Ao Yitian stabilized his figure. With a loud roar, he rushed towards Zhou Zheng. The shadow of the blue dragon was wrapped around his body, and his long sword was like the sharp claws of the blue dragon.
Zhou Zheng frowned, turned sideways, closed his eyes, and moved his sword forward a little. His body seemed to be motionless, but strangely moved several dozen meters forward!
The roar of the dragon suddenly stopped.
The tip of Zhou Zheng's sword was placed in front of Ao Yitian's eyebrows, but Ao Yitian's sword was still two feet away from Zhou Zheng's heart, obviously half a moment slower.
"Do you want to fight again?"
when!
Ao Yitian's long sword knocked away Zhou Zheng's Laojun sword, his head turned into a dragon's head, and his body was about to swell!
Zhou Zheng's arms bulged, the Laojun Sword stood upright, and he drew it horizontally!
Snapped!
Ao Yitian's process of transforming into a dragon was abruptly cut off, and his body was thrown out of the city like a stone, leaving layers of ripples in the air. It hit the wasteland on the edge of the city and plowed a ravine.
Half dragon power!
Pure physical power!
Zhou Zheng snorted coldly, his bulging arms returned to normal, the sword was still trembling and swaying, his body jumped through the air, and fell to the edge of the city with his hands behind his back.
Ao Yitian was stunned.
What's going on? Doesn't it mean that Zhou Zheng has no memory of his past life? Why is he no match at all? How come he is!
‘Ao Yitian!’
Who? Who is calling me?
Ao Yitian lowered his head and spit out blood, and closed his eyes hard. When he opened them again, two strange purple lights appeared in his eyes.
The light disappeared very quickly.
Zhou Zheng fell down and said calmly:
"You sent someone to teach me a lesson back then, and I have taught you a lesson today. The personal grudge between us has been evened out.
"Why don't we stop here today? You have dragon power, but you don't know how to use it. You have magic power comparable to that of an immortal in the Celestial Realm, but you are not good at dragon magic at all.
"Don't embarrass the Dragon Clan. I don't want to get into too much trouble with your Dragon Clan."
"Yeah?"
Ao Yitian narrowed his eyes, suddenly slapped the ground and jumped up, with a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth, the long sword in his hand kept buzzing, and the fierce sword intent went straight towards the bullfight!
Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "He actually hid his strength."
"Since I dare to challenge the emperor, I can't really disgrace my dragon clan. What does the emperor think of my sword?"
Ao Yitian's body suddenly moved forward like a ghost, leaving behind a series of afterimages in mid-air. These afterimages coincided with a certain formation, activating the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles.
The sword is as powerful as the wind!
Zhou Zheng had some doubts in his heart, but he had no time to think about it and could only continue to take action.
He didn't want to use his immortal power beyond the peak of Yuanxian Realm.
Master Zhiyong's scriptures are right, you should hide what you need. Just try to deal with this kind of competition. Every trump card you can hide is the death knell for your future enemy.
Sword walking black ice formation!
Zhou Zheng forcefully inserted himself into the opponent's afterimages. The two figures shuttled back and forth over the wasteland. From time to time, two afterimages of each other clashing swords would appear.
Ao Yitian's sudden increase in strength is a bit strange;
But Zhou Zheng was still able to deal with it with ease.
After being unable to fight for more than ten rounds, Zhou Zheng struck back with his sword again. The sword was thrown at Ao Yitian's left face like a cane, and Ao Yitian was whipped high into the sky.
'Tsk, it's great to fight with the physical strength.'
Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows, but was not careless at all.
The sound of dragons roared high in the sky, alarm bells sounded throughout Qingshan City, and the formation closed on its own.
Ao Yitian smashed down at extremely high speed, his body was like a comet. He still maintained his human form, but the phantom of the blue dragon around him condensed into substance.
The blue dragon roared and opened its long mouth at Zhou Zheng!
Zhou Zheng originally wanted to defeat him with one sword.
But when Ao Yitian was about to rush in, some warning signs arose in his heart for no apparent reason.
Zhou Zheng inexplicably thought of a life motto that Li Zhiyong always talks about.
"Seeking safety in everything is to leave no regrets in this life."
Zhou Zheng secretly used 10% of his immortal power. He held the small teleportation talisman that was the work of Brother Xiao with his left hand. He placed the Nine Turns Golden Elixir in his hand. The long sword in his right hand traced a trajectory that coincided with the avenue, stirring up Zhou Tian's spiritual energy and rolling it up.
An upward wave of air.
Ao Yitian is about to arrive!
Zhou Zheng's sword has risen!
Dark light suddenly flashed out of the Canglong's shadow!
A spear full of cracks appeared strangely in front of Zhou Zheng's eyes, only a few meters away, and shot towards Zhou Zheng's forehead!
This moment!
Zhou Zheng felt a chill all over his body and sensed the fatal threat. He lit up the moving talisman without hesitation and moved hundreds of meters away in a blink of an eye!
The spear almost scraped against his forehead and pierced the ground hard, causing waves of blood to flow from the ground!
Ao Yitian seemed to be stunned for a moment, frowning as he looked at the spear that had penetrated into the ground.
How could he hide...
"You want to kill me?"
Zhou Zheng's voice suddenly appeared above his head.
Ao Yitian turned around and looked up, only to see that Zhou Zheng had crossed hundreds of meters away at some point, and his expression suddenly changed.
Zhou Zheng's face was ashen, and his eyes hid two groups of cold flames.
"You want to kill me."
He seemed to be talking to himself.
Ao Yitian roared and charged forward, his head turned into a huge dragon head, and he opened his mouth to spit out strong winds.
Zhou Zheng held a sword in his right hand and a fist in his left hand. He flew down and flashed continuously from the sky, leaving the mark of the Big Dipper. Like a broken bamboo, it pressed in the middle of the Canglong's forehead!
The sword flashes!
The dragon scales shattered!
The left fist hit straight and hard!
The three to four hundred meter long dragon body trembled violently!
Zhou Zheng's fist touched the center of the inward recessed area of the dragon's head. His arms bulged and he shook his fist again.
A 'wave' surged from the top of Canglong's head towards the dragon's body. There was a crackling sound from the dragon's body, and a little blood seeped out from the gaps in the dragon's scales.
The dragon's body was unable to slide downwards, and its eyes were slowly closing.
Zhou Zheng held a sword flower, put away the Laojun Sword, pulled out a handkerchief, and wiped the dragon's blood stained on his left fist, but he was thinking about something in his heart.
Does this Ao Yitian want to die?
Which gun just...
Zhou Zheng suddenly covered his chest, pressed his lungs with secret strength, lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His figure was on the verge of falling, and he drifted downwards as soon as he closed his eyes.
"week!"
Ao Ying came flying over and hugged Zhou Zheng tightly.
"I'm fine."
A ray of sound penetrated into Ao Ying's ears:
"Announce to the outside world that I am unconscious. Don't let anyone touch me. You don't have to worry about this matter. Just watch over me. I want to find out who is behind Ao Yitian."
Ao Ying was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Zhou Zheng meant, and shouted sadly: "What's wrong with you! Don't scare me!"
Nezha and the black bear spirit appeared in the air. They wanted to move forward, but were shouted back by Ao Ying.
"Don't even come here! He's hurt!"
Nezha blinked, wasn't this something done by your dragon clan traitors?
"seal up."
Bing Ning's voice sounded, and the blue dragon on the ground had been restrained by Xuan Bing.
The other immortals hurried to Zhou Zheng, but were also shouted back by Ao Ying.
Below, Master Banshan flew over with a long spear: "Brother Xiong, look at this gun! It's a poisonous demon soldier!"
"Amitabha," the black bear spirit nodded seriously.
Although Mr. Black Bear didn't understand why Zhou Zheng pretended to be injured, it was obvious...