In the eyes of the young man in black, these academy disciples in green clothes came out of nowhere and were untouchables who were not worthy of being looked at at all.
Hearing Qiu Yi's retort, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the young man in black, and he sneered, "Guys who don't know the rules are looking for death!"
After saying that, the young man in black slapped Qiu Yi in the face with his palm!
There was a cold edge in this palm. If Qiu Yi was hit, he would probably instantly turn into an ice sculpture and become a pile of bloody fragments. He actually wanted to kill Qiu Yi.
After all, Qiu Yi was new here and couldn't figure out the situation.
Even in the Dao Sword Palace, no one takes action without hesitation, but this man in black will kill someone as soon as he takes action!
In desperation, Qiu Yi's body suddenly twisted, and he could only block the unsheathed Qingfeng sword in front of him.
"Bang!"
This palm slapped him, and the biting cold air spread.
Qiu Yidun felt a touch of coldness coming from his right hand, and then half of his body became unresponsive and was directly frozen.
The young man in black had no intention of stopping. After striking out his palm, his palm movement changed and he struck towards Qiu Yi head-on. He actually wanted to kill Qiu Yi on the spot!
Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows, and people came like a phantom. He grabbed Qiu Yi's skirt and yanked it back, helping Qiu Yi avoid the palm. At the same time, he said: "If you have anything to say, you can talk to me.
Why put people to death?"
The young man in black glanced at Luo Zheng indifferently, and laughed, "Who are you? A weakling, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
With a trace of Dao's true meaning condensed, palm prints all over the sky immediately covered Luo Zheng's head.
A sharp light flashed in Luo Zheng's eyes. Facing this palm print, he did not dodge at all and rushed towards the young man in black.
"Puff puff puff..."
Several palm prints were slapped on his body, forming layers of ice shells on his body. However, Luo Zheng's body shook slightly, and these ice shells shattered, without affecting him at all.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Zheng had rushed in front of the young man in black, and his right hand stretched out like lightning.
The young man in black didn't expect Luo Zheng to be so fierce. His face was slightly startled. The two swords on his back were suddenly unsheathed, and he slashed towards Luo Zheng head-on, one from the left and the other from the right. "The sword condenses!"
His killing move was a combination of Xuanbing Shen Dao and the eternal true meaning of sword movement. Wherever the sword passed, all matter was frozen and hardened, and was finally cut into pieces cleanly by him.
Seeing that Luo Zheng still had no intention of evading, the young man in black showed a cold smile on his face.
But Luo Zheng's actions were still beyond his expectations. He opened the bow with both hands left and right, like a poisonous snake attacking, and accurately caught the two long swords, and released them with a huge force.
"Click, click!"
These swords were actually broken by Luo Zheng.
Just when the young man in black didn't react, Luo Zheng placed his palm directly on the young man in black's chest.
"puff!"
The young man in black flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
He was so dizzy from the fall that he managed to raise his head and said with a ferocious expression: "Do you know who I am? If you mess with me, you will definitely die?"
"Am I bound to die?" Luo Zheng touched his nose, as if he had heard the funniest joke.
The young man in black was about to speak, Luo Zheng flicked his hand, and a strong wind went straight towards the young man in black.
An invisible force penetrated directly into his mouth, and his teeth were all smashed to pieces by the invisible force, and blood flowed freely.
"What qualifications does a weakling have the right to speak well?" Luo Zheng was already standing beside the young man in black, looking down at him and said.
"bass!"
"bass!"
"bass!"
More than twenty people led by the young man in black drew their swords one after another.
These people came from the same family, and the turbulent aura of true meaning mixed with the cold meaning spread out, immediately plunging the surroundings into a harsh winter.
"Whoosh!"
One of them stood between Luo Zheng and the young man in black, and heard this person say: "This is the young master of our Wang family! If he is injured, you are dead. If you know how to rein in the cliff, you should kneel down and beg for mercy."
, maybe the Wang family can let you go..."
"Crack!"
Before this person could finish speaking, Luo Zheng had already slapped him.
This slap seemed careless, but in reality it was extremely powerful and extremely fast. The opponent was unable to dodge, and the whole person flew around in the air for several times before falling to the ground.
"Trash is not qualified to speak. Anyone who thinks he is not a trash can come and try," Luo Zheng said with a layer of frost on his face.
These people from the Wang family couldn't see clearly how Luo Zheng would take action. Although they drew their swords and faced each other, there was a look of fear in their pupils, especially the young master of the Wang family, who had climbed up with the help of others.
Staring at Luo Zheng, as if he wanted to eat Luo Zheng in one bite.
But as he said himself, if he is not strong enough, it is useless to say anything.
At this moment, several white figures suddenly appeared from the tall sword wall.
These figures were all wearing white robes, with long swords on their backs, and they all rushed straight to Luo Zheng.
When the young master of the Wang family saw these white figures, he seemed to have seen a savior. His eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted in a vague voice: "Brother! I'm here!"
The momentum of those white-robed young men is very full. Although they are not in the other side, they are full of the eternal true meaning of sword movement, and they are only one step away from crossing into the other side.
As soon as these people appeared, the originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.
A young man in white robes at the head flew down, with an impatient look on his face and shouted: "Whoever dares to cause trouble under the wall will be shot to death!"
Wang Shaoqi immediately said: "Brother! He was the one who wanted to kill me just now..."
The young man in white robe behind the old man in white robe is Wang Shaoqi's brother Wang Ze. Wang Ze is two years older than his younger brother and has entered the sword wall one step ahead of his younger brother.
After looking at his brother's injuries, he turned to look at Luo Zheng, stared at Luo Zheng and asked: "You want to kill my brother?"
"No," Luo Zheng said with a slight smile.
Wang Ze was stunned for a moment and said sarcastically: "Do you dare to do it or not? Do you think it will be fine if you deny it?"
Unexpectedly, Luo Zheng continued: "The truth I told you, if you really wanted to kill him, he would have turned into a corpse by now, not to mention that such a waste is not qualified for me to kill!"
A hint of evil appeared between Wang Ze's brows, and he sneered: "Interesting! Under the sword wall, there are rarely these untouchables who don't understand anything."
Luo Zheng's expression remained unchanged and he said in an indifferent tone: "I also think it's quite interesting. It's rare for so many wastes to appear one after another!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the young men in white robes darkened slightly. The young man in white robes standing at the end was watching the excitement and did not mind the matter. He smiled and said, "Wang Ze, even a mere pariah dare to say that you are