The moment Chen Zhe swung his sword, Zhang Ze's heart trembled. The sword energy of the Emperor's Hate Sword had even passed through the Yama Luo Wu Geng Heartbreak Lock and pierced his skin.
Goosebumps stood up one after another on his skin. He wanted to hide. His feet were too weak to move.
Zheng..
When Emperor's Hate struck at Yan Luo's Wu Geng Heartbreak Lock, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing. The oval-shaped shield rippled violently, as if it was a soap bubble blown by the wind. Zhang Ze let out a cry. Screamed. Almost sat on the ground.
"Hey, it didn't break his defensive magic weapon." Chen Zhe lowered his head and looked at his Emperor's Hate Sword.
Seeing that his magic weapon had blocked Chen Zhe's sword, Zhang Ze chuckled a few times: "Do you know what kind of magic weapon the Yama Luo Wugeng Heart-breaking Lock is? It's just you. Just your magic weapon. You want to touch me too." Chen Zhe, you can't kill me. Otherwise, how dare I be here. I will stand here today and let you chop me. If you frown, you will not be raised by humans. Just come."
The more he thought about it, the more proud he became. He laughed loudly: "But then again, even if you can kill me, do you dare to kill me? After killing me, you can escape. It's just a little ant like you. .Methodism will pinch you to death.”
Jiang Xiaoqiao's heart trembled. That's right. Chen Zhe couldn't kill him. Even if he could kill him, he couldn't. That would cause him a lifetime of trouble.
Killing the son of a Methodist leader...will he still survive?
At the beginning, she was worried that Chen Zhe would be in danger. But now that Chen Zhe had the upper hand with the power of the Emperor's Hate Sword, she was also afraid that Chen Zhe would do something irreversible.
Chen Zhe lowered his head and frowned, as if he was also weighing whether he could kill Zhang Ze.
In this abandoned factory, only Zhang Ze's proud and arrogant laughter echoed.
"I'll try again." Chen Zhe struck down with his sword. He swung the sword in a full circle. Using this power, he jumped up and struck hard.
Jiang Xiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the defense of Yan Luo's heart-breaking lock was unbreakable. Chen Zhe obviously couldn't break it.
This sword is obviously an incredible magic weapon. But after all, Chen Zhe has just built the foundation and cannot yet exert the full power of the sword.
Zhang Ze became even more courageous after he felt confident. He pointed to the top of his head proudly: "You can come, but I tell you, if you can't kill me today, I will kill your whole family. I will kill you today." Tell my father everything. Jiang Xiaoqiao. Do you think you can protect Chen Zhe if my father gets really angry? Hahahaha."
Keng..
Another sword slashed through it. The shield of Yama's Wugang Lock lit up again, but this time it made a crisp cracking sound. A small gap was revealed on it.
Zhang Ze, who was laughing wildly, immediately stopped and glanced at Chen Zhe fearfully: "You...you dare to kill me."
Chen Zhe didn't answer. His eyes were dull. He didn't scream or swear that I would kill you. He didn't gnash his teeth. He didn't retreat timidly. He didn't hold back the two swords.
However, in his calm eyes, there was a thrilling madness brewing.
He really dares to kill me.
Only now did Zhang Ze become truly scared.
Why is he so arrogant and doesn't take anyone seriously? The reason is of course that his father is a Methodist leader. He has had several conflicts with people since he was a child. As long as he shows off the golden sign of being the son of a Methodist leader, no matter how tyrannical he is, Practitioners do not dare to make mistakes.
I can kill you. I can kill him. I can kill anyone. But you don’t dare to kill me. Because I am the son of Zhang Shaochong, the leader of the Methodist Church. Even if I kill your parents and fall in love with your wife, you won’t. Dare to kill me.
Practitioners are different from ordinary people. If you offend someone with more power, he can completely make you unable to live or die.
There were once a few practitioners who did not know how to commend themselves and offended Methodism. Their souls were sealed in Methodism for thousands of years. They cried and howled every day. They just wanted to die. They even swore to submit to Methodism. In the end, they could not find relief.
This is what Zhang Ze thinks. He dares to risk the disapproval of the spiritual world and use the Seven Yins Bone-eating Soul-eating Flag to kill or injure people. The point is: no one dares to care. You can hurt me, but you absolutely dare not kill me.
So when he deceived Chen Zhe, he had a cat-and-mouse mentality. He calculated carefully, but felt that even if he lost, his life would not be in danger.
But when Chen Zhe frantically struck two swords above his head, he was really scared.
This guy is a lunatic. My life is too valuable to risk my life with this bitch.
Jiang Xiaoqiao watched Chen Zhe slash Zhang Ze with two swords without saying a word. He didn't say anything, but he was risking his life just to kill Zhang Ze. He was also a little anxious: "Little brother, you can hurt him. Cut him." It doesn't matter if he loses an arm. If we really kill him, things will be irreversible."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Ze felt ecstatic in his heart. He almost knelt down to Jiang Xiaoqiao. At the same time, he stared at Chen Zhe's expression to see his reaction.
Chen Zhe spread his hands: "He asked me to chop him. It's the first time in my life that I heard such a cheap request. He only did it twice. I'll do it again."
Jiang Xiaoqiao looked pensive. Is he really not afraid of Methodist revenge?
In fact, it is not that we have always been against the Methodists before. However, the great practitioners relied on their powerful magic power to kill Methodist disciples. Let’s not mention who is right and who is wrong. Anyway, they were all sealed by the Methodist magic weapon Jiangshan Bi. Bake it day and night with the true fire of Samadhi.
The whole spiritual world knew about this. Since then, the spiritual world has been silent about Methodism. There are some who oppose it, but no one kills their people.
Jiang Xiaoqiao has also seen many practitioners with outstanding talents and strong cultivation. However, when they met Methodists, they immediately fell short. They pinched their noses and admitted to the disadvantages.
She felt that Chen Zhe didn't know about this, so she reminded Chen Zhe: "Little brother, there were people who offended the Methodist Church in the past. They were sealed and tortured for thousands of years. They were roasted with real fire arrays day and night. It was extremely miserable... …”
Just now, Chen Zhe also encountered the Samadhi True Fire. Before he even touched it, he felt pain that penetrated his bones. Even his soul was affected. It was really powerful.
It would be so painful if it had been roasted for a thousand years.
Chen Zhe said nothing. He poured the remaining true energy into the Emperor's Hate Sword. The look in his eyes was dull, but he still had a desperate momentum. He struck out with the sword...
Zhang Ze didn't dare to resist this time. He had just used the Seven Yin Bone-eating Soul-Eating Banner. His vitality was greatly damaged, but he still retained half of his strength. He could still run if he wanted to.
He was just about to move, but found that when Chen Zhe struck out with his sword, his feet shook slightly...
As a cultivator, Zhang Ze was immediately overjoyed: How could a cultivator be powerless? He has lost his true energy.
He was worried: "I think you can kill me."
Sure enough, when the sword struck, although the force seemed fierce on the surface, the pressure it brought to Yama Luo Wu Geng's heart-breaking lock was much smaller. Jiang Xiaoqiao didn't see it, but Zhang Ze naturally felt it.
Chen Zhe felt that his eyes were filled with white mist. He could not see things clearly. His body swayed slightly.
Jiang Xiaoqiao supported him and shook his head: "Little brother, you are not injured. I am fine too. Let's go."
"But didn't you hear him say he won't let you go? How could he let him go?" Chen Zhe shook his head. He wanted to hold on, but he felt more and more sleepy. It was difficult to stand still.
My true essence... is still not deep enough.
Jiang Xiaoqiao was afraid that Chen Zhe was really going to kill Zhang Ze. Even if he was injured, he might not be able to solve it so easily.
She grabbed Chen Zhe and said, "Little brother, let's go."
Chen Zhe, who was extremely strong just now, was actually not as strong as Jiang Xiaoqiao. Jiang Xiaoqiao pulled him and couldn't resist. He dragged him a few steps.
Zhang Ze's eyes flashed. He reached for his waist...
As soon as he moved, Zhang Ze felt as if his arm weighed a thousand kilograms. Speaking of his real energy overdraft, he was even more serious than Chen Zhe. Because Chen Zhe used his own real energy, while he used magic weapons to forcibly increase his real energy. .
"Sister Xiao Qiao, please don't pull me." Chen Zhe struggled a few times, but couldn't defeat Jiang Xiao Qiao.
Jiang Xiaoqiao put her hands around his neck and dragged him back: "No. I can't let you do this."
Zhang Ze's true energy was weak. He took out a few elixirs and put them into his mouth to look more energetic. But now that he knew that Chen Zhe's true energy was far stronger than his, he didn't dare to make any more sneak attacks.
Seeing Chen Zhe being dragged away by Jiang Xiaoqiao, a thought suddenly occurred to him: Hey, he just pretended to be fearless. I'm afraid he didn't dare to kill me. He wanted to use Jiang Xiaoqiao to persuade him to step down. He also wanted Jiang Xiaoqiao to Thank you. It's not that easy.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ze laughed wildly: "Chen Zhe, don't you want to kill me? I beg you. Kill me. I beg you, kill me. If you don't dare to kill me, you are the one raised by my cousin. When I look back, I will play with all the women in your family again. I will still strip Jiang Xiaoqiao naked and throw her on my bed...come and kill me. Hahahaha. You don’t dare to stop either."
Jiang Xiaoqiao was afraid that Chen Zhe would not be able to kill Zhang Ze if he was really provoked, so she held him tightly. At this time, she was also furious in her heart: How could this man be so crazy and disgusting?
Zhang Zezheng was scolding him to his heart's content, but he found a person flying back like the wind. It was Chen Zhe.
It's just that he was full of energy at the moment. His eyes were shining brightly, but there was still a hint of indifference: "Since you begged me, I will reluctantly agree."
A violent whirlwind suddenly blew up from the flat ground. This time, Chen Zhe did not use half of his true energy, but all his true energy.
The pill given by this little girl Ding Xiran is indeed powerful enough.
All his true energy was gone to Emperor Hate. The Emperor Hate Sword suddenly emitted a breathtaking cold light and made a harsh buzzing sound.
Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment. He suddenly stopped and dodged.
"Can you hide?" Chen Zhe sneered.
Bang..
The powerful defensive magic weapon that was said to be able to dodge Taojun Tianyan's blow let out a painful cry. An oval-shaped shield made a clanking sound and broke into pieces.
The pendant on Zhang Ze's neck flashed and turned into powder.
Zhang Ze plopped down and sat on the ground shivering. In front of his throat was Chen Zhe's gleaming sword tip.
Chen Zhe chuckled: "I'm here to kill you. As you wish."
"Jiang Xiaoqiao, go and beg him. I won't dare to challenge you anymore. Please." Zhang Ze sat on the ground and roared at the top of his lungs.
"Shut up, woman." Chen Zhe snorted coldly and slashed with his sword.
He slashed out with his sword. There was a sound of breaking through the air. Something was thrown over. At the same time, a monk's trumpet sounded: "Amitabha. Donors must not act rashly to kill evildoers."