At this moment, the foreigner suddenly turned around, his speed was extremely fast, as if a frame had been taken away from time, as if the action of turning around did not exist at all.
However, in Zhao Cheng's eyes, everything was clear. The opponent used a very strange force-generating technique, which was not turning, but rebounding. Coupled with the opponent's strong physical ability, this effect was achieved.
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Of course, for Zhao Cheng, it's just that it's still very slow. If he wants to kill the opponent, the opponent won't even have a chance to completely turn around.
At this time, Foreigner Yiqi's energy and energy were completely concentrated on one point with his lightning skills. At this time, if someone looked into his eyes, they would even feel lightning bursting out.
At the same time, due to the high concentration of energy and energy, the opponent's golden hair seemed to stand up a little at this moment. There is a word called angry hair rising to the top of the crown. This was clearly demonstrated at this time.
Yiqi was not angry at this time. After all, it was the state of mind of a saint, and he had strong control over his emotions. He was shocked at this moment. He, a dignified saint, was actually not aware of someone approaching him.
It wasn't until the other party took the initiative to speak that he finally realized there was another person next to him.
This kind of thing is more or less scary.
"Saint?!"
But at this time, the old fortune teller felt the aura that burst out from Yiqi at this moment, and finally realized that this foreigner who had been bargaining with him and trying to persuade him turned out to be a saint.
At the same time, he also felt that a gentle and pure spiritual power, like the sun, bloomed from the young man in front of him, directly washing away Yiqi's mental influence on him.
At this moment, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Just now, he actually had the idea of selling things to him because it was rare for the other party to be so sincere. You must know that for him, inheritance is the same thing as fate. How could he possibly do it?
Would you have such an idea?!
He is also a veteran of the world, and he immediately understood that he might have fallen into the other party's tricks unknowingly. But that's right, under normal circumstances, who would have thought that the person he was bargaining with turned out to be a saint?!
"It's you!"
At this time, Yiqi also recognized Zhao Cheng.
The thinking power of a saint is naturally extraordinary, and photographic memory is only basic. Even if it has been decades, it is impossible to forget even a little bit of what you see, unless you forget it intentionally.
Yiqi naturally knew Zhao Cheng, who was now famous all over the world.
At the age of seventeen, the spiritual realm seems to have reached the realm of saints.
However, until Zhao Cheng breathed out his breath and turned into a sword, Yi Qi thought that the mental state Zhao Cheng had shown before was achieved through drugs and human body modification.
After all, what he watched was only a video recording, and through drugs and human body modification, he could indeed achieve the effect of looking like a saint at first glance, but in fact, he was thousands of miles apart.
As a saint, he is well aware of the difficulty of becoming a saint, and it has to go through years before it can be achieved. If you want to become a saint, you must have your own heroic deeds. Only in this way can you support the glory of the holy way! This is his understanding
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Only later, when he saw Zhao Cheng exhaling his breath and turning it into a sword, did he realize that a monster really appeared in the world. He never thought that he would meet him in this place.
Looking at his appearance, the other party seemed to be more powerful than he had expected, which actually gave him an unfathomable feeling.
But how possible?!
Although he is not a top-level saint, he is not far away from that realm. The only things that can make him feel unfathomable are those mythical figures whose dragons are invisible but never come to an end.
"Could it be some kind of wonderful method? This land in the East hides countless mysteries. If I have the opportunity in the future, I would like to explore it."
Yiqi had such an idea in his mind.
"What, do you have anything to say?"
"If I remember correctly, you will be detained in the Kendo Bureau for at least fifteen days for this kind of behavior, and you will also be fined a large amount."
Zhao Chengfeng said calmly, not affected by the other party's momentum at all.
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I do not know what you are talking about!"
Yiqi said.
"It was just a normal transaction, old man. Since you don't want to, forget it!" "Have I done anything wrong?"
Yiqi suddenly glanced at the old man setting up the stall.
"No no!"
"Young man, let this be the case!"
The old man said quickly.
It's not that he can't feel Zhao Cheng's power. He naturally knows Zhao Cheng and knows that he is a true genius. However, he seems to be just a swordsman, and there is still a gap between him and a true saint.
Therefore, when Yi Qi, a saint, wanted to put an end to the situation, he did not want Zhao Cheng to continue to conflict with the other party, but he did not want Zhao Cheng to be injured as a result.
As for being afraid, he was not afraid. The capital city was so important that it could not tolerate the arrogance of a saint, and the other party did not dare to do anything to him afterwards.
As for his granddaughter, at this time, she was still confused and had not turned around.
".Zhao...Zhao..."
But she seemed to recognize Zhao Cheng.
After finishing his words, Yi Qi turned around and left, not wanting to conflict with Zhao Cheng.
After all, this is Yanhuang. Regardless of whether he loses or wins, for him, the final result is probably not very good.
As long as he leaves at this time, the swordsmanship bureau here will not go to great lengths to hunt down a saint just because of this trivial matter.
He knew very well that in this land, many things, as long as no one was killed, could be made small or trivial, as long as he was not caught red-handed.
"Did I tell you to leave?!"
Zhao Cheng's voice sounded.
As soon as these words came out, Yiqi's footsteps suddenly stopped.
"Young man, do you know what it means that a saint should not be insulted lightly?"
"Some words come with a price.
Yiqi's voice became deeper, and murderous intent suddenly filled the sky.
In fact, it was not Zhao Cheng that he was afraid of, but Yanhuang who was standing behind Zhao Cheng.
As for the mental aura displayed by Zhao Cheng, it was just an aura. As far as he knew, the other party's true state was no more than a swordsman.
No matter how strong the weather is, if it cannot be transformed into power, it is nothing but illusion.
As far as his seventh sense predicts the future, Zhao Cheng is no match for him.
After thinking about it, he was young and frivolous, and he was talking about Zhao Cheng.
call out!
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Qi directly drew his sword. The sword's light was like a dragon, and it slashed towards Zhao Cheng's arm.
He doesn't dare to kill people here, but he still dares to teach the opponent a lesson and chop off one of his arms. At worst, he can just run away afterward. If a saint wants to run away, it's not difficult as long as Shinhwa doesn't take action. Which saint
Isn’t he a lawless person? If this was not Yanhuang, when had he ever suffered such injustice while overseas?!
In another place, he would have crushed Zhao Cheng to death long ago.
There should be no Shinhwa who would hunt him down because of this arm. After all, the arm can be reattached, but of course the pain is unavoidable.
In Yi Qi's seventh sense, his sword would just cut off Zhao Cheng's arm, and the other party would have no resistance.
At this moment, Zhao Cheng also moved. He did not draw his sword, but directly slapped it down with his palm.
Seeing Zhao Cheng using his palm to block his sword, Yi Qi felt more and more that this young man was arrogant. But the next moment, he no longer had such thoughts.
As Zhao Cheng's palm fell, Yiqi felt that Zhao Cheng suddenly transformed from an ordinary person into a demon god.
It seems that the entire universe, the power of forming, dwelling and destroying emptiness, is contained in the opponent's body.
boom!
At this moment, Yi Qi felt that there was a ball of thunder exploding in Zhao Cheng's palm, just like the palm thunder and Shenxiao thunder method in myths and legends.
Then, his brain, five senses, sixth sense, and even seventh sense were all blank. It seemed that his entire spirit and entire holy soul were shaken away by this palm.
In the eyes of others, it was Yi Qi, the foreigner, who drew the sword first, but Zhao Cheng came later and slapped him on the forehead, causing his orifices to bleed, and he fainted to the ground.