"What are you?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole brothel became even quieter. Some were solemn, some were frightened, friends were worried, and some were joking.

On the other hand, Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly became cold after hearing this sentence. He looked at the dark sword energy that filled his body, which vaguely turned into a gluttonous image. The terrifying aura was like a wave of horror, making the entire brothel's formation open and shine.

Under such a terrifying sword intent, everyone had a terrifying illusion of facing peerless beasts. However, in the face of such a terrifying power, Wang Zheng suddenly chuckled:

"What am I? It seems that you are not worthy of asking this sentence."

After saying that, he pulled over the sword box on his back, pulled the cloth strip wrapped around it, revealing the body of the red sandalwood sword box, and then gently shot the sword box with a smile.

Without seeing any movements from him, the wooden box would tremble like a dragon whistling, buzzing, not harsh, but shocking.

The sword roars like a dragon's roar, visible to the naked eye, and the sound waves spread, and nine sword energy appeared and disappeared among the sound waves.

The majestic sword intent spread through the sound wave, instantly rushing the black air into chaos.

Seeing Wang Zheng's movements, the Black Evil Swordsman's eyes narrowed in vain, and then he took a step forward, and the huge gluttonous phantom above his head roared to the sky, and his breath became even more terrifying!

At the same time, the dark sword in his hand began to gradually come out of the sheath, and the terrifying and harsh sword sounded in the brothel, as if it was the dull roar of the ancient ferocious beast Taotie.

Looking at the Black Evil Swordsman who drew his sword, Wang Zheng sneered on the corner of his mouth, gently clapped the sword box in his hand, and suddenly a golden long sword shot out from the sword box.

At the same time, the Feixian Sword Realm was opened, and Wang Zheng's entire energy and spirit instantly merged with the long sword, and a grand sword intent filled with righteousness flourished.

Looking at Wang Zheng, whose aura changed drastically, a serious look flashed in the eyes of the Black Evil Swordsman. He never expected that Wang Zheng would have such a way to match the sword like a sword cultivator.

What I didn't expect was that the sword that came out of Wang Zheng's sword box was magnificent and grand, as if it was the sword of the emperor, and it had great restraint on his fierce Taotie sword intent!

But at this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired!

A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the Black Evil Swordsman. He knew that even if he hit the iron plate, he could only continue to kick, either his foot was broken or the iron plate was kicked to pieces!

Thinking of this, the Black Evil Swordsman's speed of drawing the sword suddenly became faster, almost turning into a black light. Then, he slashed towards Wang Zheng with a sword.

"Taotie Sword - Sword Devours the Sky!"

With a sword, the huge shadow of Taotie followed like a shadow. Opening its big black mouth, a terrifying force of sucking is generated immediately, just like the legendary Taotie, swallowing everything!

The huge power of absorbing made countless people unstable and they began to retreat! Only Wang Zheng was still motionless. Faced with the fierce sword move, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth:

"Sword devours the sky? What a big tone! What kind of thing are you!"

The words of the Black Evil Swordsman were returned by Wang Zheng intact. At the same time, Wang Zheng pointed at the sword far away, and the Xuanyuan Sword floating beside him suddenly became bright with golden sword light!

In the sword light, there are sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants and trees, and it seems like a sword has transformed into a world!

This is the essence of Xuanyuan Sword! The sword of the Humanitarian Emperor, all the swords evolved under the torrent of humanitarian torrents.

Although the Xuanyuan Sword in Wang Zheng's hand is the Xuanyuan Sword in Yan Chixia Mountain Village in the Ghost Story of the Aristocratic Ghost Story, even if it is a copycat, it is a magic weapon that can kill the old demon of Black Mountain!

At this moment, under the Feixian Sword Realm, Wang Zheng's will and Xuanyuan Sword merged into one, and the red sandalwood sword box has been warming up the Xuanyuan Sword for several months. At this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword has left his body and exerted its power beyond its usual normal power.

In this case, although with the ability of the Xuanyuan Sword itself, it is impossible to use the sword light to evolve the terrifying power of humanitarian changes, some truths are still possible!

The golden emperor's sword light enveloped the open Xuanyuan Sword. As Wang Zheng pointed his sword a little, the sword light wrapped in Xuanyuan Sword and slashed towards the Taotie phantom!

Under the great human power burst out from Xuanyuan Sword and Feixian Sword Realm, all evil demons and heretics are like paper!

The golden sword light wrapped around the body of the Xuanyuan Sword, and instantly tore the Taotie sword shadow of the Black Evil Swordman in a nearly devastating manner!

The Taotie sword shadow was transformed by the sword energy and sword intent of the Black Evil Swordsman, which was closely linked to his spirit and cultivation. The sword shadow was broken, and the terrifying aura of the Black Evil Swordsman's body fell rapidly, and then he vomited it out with a mouthful of blood!

The Black Evil Swordsman looked at Wang Zheng and returned to Wang Zheng in horror. He was like the spiritual Xuanyuan Sword. He could not have imagined how Wang Zheng would have such a terrifying sword!

Wang Zheng looked at the paler Black Evil Swordsman, and he bounced the Xuanyuan Sword that was floating up and down beside him, making a buzzing sword roar, while looking at the Black Evil Swordsman with a cold expression and said, "So, what are you?"

As soon as this said, the Black Evil Swordsman's expression suddenly became dark. However, he was a powerful man who had been famous for many years. Although he kicked the iron plate because of jealousy and misjudgment, since the iron plate was not kicked, he was also ready to pay the price to leave.

During the intervening period, the Black Evil Swordsman looked at Wang Zheng deeply: "I didn't expect you to have such a magic weapon. Today, I have no idea that Wang Zheng, who is famous all over the world, is actually full of treasures.

I'm not a big deal. Don't blame me if I offend you today."

Let's talk about it, the Black Evil Swordsman lifted his sword and turned around and left. But anyone who looked at it knew that although the Black Evil Swordsman seemed to be walking well at this moment, his muscles and sword energy were actually on guard against Wang Zheng's thunder attack.

Unfortunately, Wang Zheng did not have any intention of killing all this kind of thing.

If it is a genius player, or a bloody hatred, Wang Zheng doesn't mind taking some bad reputation to get rid of the roots.

But it’s not like this that you are jealous. After all, public figures have to think about their own image.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth as he watched the Black Evil Swordsman leave:

"Is the thief undying? He is obviously not as skilled as others, but he verbally attributes his failure to my Xuanyuan Sword. Why don't he think about why I can drive the Xuanyuan Sword in such a posture?

But that’s good. The reason why celebrities are called stars is absolutely inseparable from hype. Since you are willing to give me some topics, I don’t mind taking this opportunity to hype it up.”

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng had no intention of continuing to show his strength at all, as if he was just like what the Black Evil Swordsman said, and he was using the benefits of the divine weapon to win.

With a thought, Wang Zheng used the red sandalwood sword box to collect the Xuanyuan sword, and then appeared behind Lao Li in a ghostly manner, patted his shoulder, and thrust his mouth outside:

"Find a quiet place and find you if you have good things."

Old Li naturally knew Wang Zheng's combat power, but he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Wang Zheng's performance in such a devastating way. As both third-level warriors, why is the gap between people so big?
Chapter completed!