Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

"who!"

At this moment, the foreigner turned around abruptly, at an extremely fast speed, as if the time had been taken out by one frame, as if the movement of turning around did not exist at all.

However, in Zhao Cheng's eyes, everything is clear. The opponent used a very strange power-generating technique, not spinning, but bouncing. Coupled with the opponent's strong physical strength, this effect was achieved. .

Of course, for Zhao Cheng, it was still very slow, if he wanted to kill the other party, the other party would not even have a chance to completely turn around.

At this moment, Yiqi, the foreigner, was completely concentrated on one point with that lightning-like kung fu. At this moment, if someone looked into his eyes, he would even feel lightning flashing out.

At the same time, because of the high concentration of energy, the other party's golden hair seemed to stand up a little at the moment. There is a word called angry hair rushing to the crown. This point was vividly displayed at this time.

Yiqi wasn't angry at this time. After all, it was the state of mind of a saint, who has a strong control over emotions. He was shocked at the moment. After being approached by someone, he still didn't feel it. It wasn't until the other party took the initiative to speak that he finally realized that there was another person beside him.

This kind of thing is more or less a little scary.

"Holy One?!"

But at this time, the old fortune-teller felt Yiqi's aura erupting at this moment, and finally realized that this foreigner who had been haggling with him and was soft-hearted on his side turned out to be a saint.

At the same time, he also felt that there was a gentle and pure spiritual power like the sun, blooming from the young man in front of him, directly washing away Yiqi's spiritual influence on him.

At this moment, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Just now, he actually gave birth to the idea that the other party is so sincere, so it is better to sell things to the other party. You know, for him, inheritance is the same thing as fate. How could he Have this idea? !

He is also an old Jianghu, and he immediately knew that he might have fallen into the other party's tricks without knowing it.

But that's right, under normal circumstances, who would have thought that the person who bargained with him would be a saint? !

"It turned out to be you!"

At this time, Yiqi also recognized Zhao Cheng.

The thinking power of a sage is naturally extraordinary, and his photographic memory is only basic. Even if he has seen things in the past few decades, it is impossible to forget the slightest bit, unless he forgets intentionally.

For Zhao Cheng, who is now famous all over the world, Yiqi naturally knows him well.

At the age of seventeen, the spiritual realm seems to have reached the realm of saints.

However, until Zhao Cheng exhaled into a sword, Yiqi thought that Zhao Cheng's previous mental state was obtained by drugs and body transformation.

After all, what he watched was only video recordings, and through drugs and body modification, he could indeed achieve the same effect as a saint at first glance, but in fact, the effect was separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

As a saint, he is well aware of the difficulty of sanctification, and it takes years to achieve it.

If you want to become a saint, you must have your own heroic achievements. Only in this way can you support the glory of the holy way!

This is his cognition.

It was only later, when Zhao Cheng exhaled into a sword, that he realized that there really was a monster in the world.

He didn't expect that he would meet the other party in this place.

Looking at the weather, the other party seemed to be stronger than he had expected, and it actually made him feel unfathomable.

But is it so possible? !

Although he is not a top-level saint, he is not far from that realm. The only things that can make him feel unfathomable are those mythical figures who can't see the end of the dragon.

"Could it be some kind of wonderful method? The land of the East hides countless mysteries. If I have a chance in the future, I will explore it."

Yiqi had such an idea in his heart.

"Why, do you have anything to say?"

"If I remember correctly, you will be detained for at least fifteen days in the Kendo Bureau for this kind of behavior, and you will also be fined heavily."

Zhao Chengfeng said lightly, not being affected by the opponent's momentum at all.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Izzy said.

"It was just a normal transaction just now, old man, since you don't want to, forget it!"

"Did I do anything wrong?"

Yiqi suddenly glanced at the old man who set up the stall.

"No no!"

"Young man, let this matter be like this!"

The old man said hastily.

It's not that he can't feel Zhao Cheng's strength, he naturally knows Zhao Cheng, and knows that he is a real genius, but the other party seems to be just a swordsman, and there is still a gap between him and a real saint.

Therefore, in a situation where Yiqi, a saint, wanted to calm things down, he didn't want Zhao Cheng to continue to have conflicts with the other party, but he didn't want Zhao Cheng to be injured.

As for being afraid, he is not afraid. The important place in the capital city cannot tolerate a saint's arrogance, and the other party dare not do anything to him afterwards.

As for his granddaughter, at this time, her head was still in a daze, and she didn't turn the corner.

"Zhao... Zhao..."

But she seemed to have recognized Zhao Cheng.

After the words fell, Yiqi turned around and left, not wanting to conflict with Zhao Cheng.

This is Yanhuang after all, no matter whether he loses or wins, for him, the final result may not be very good.

As long as he left at this time, the Kendo Bureau here at that time would not go to great lengths to hunt down a saint just because of this trivial matter.

He knows very well that in this land, as long as no one is killed, many things can be turned into small ones, and small things can be turned into nothing, provided that they are not caught on the spot.

"Did I tell you to go away?!"

Zhao Cheng's voice sounded.

As soon as this remark came out, Yiqi's footsteps stopped suddenly.

"Young man, do you know what it means that a saint should not be insulted?"

"Some words have to pay a price."

Yiqi's voice became low, and his murderous aura suddenly boiled over.

What he was afraid of was not actually Zhao Cheng, but Yanhuang standing behind Zhao Cheng.

As for the spiritual atmosphere shown by Zhao Cheng, it was just an atmosphere. As far as he knew, the real state of the other party was no more than a swordsman.

No matter how strong the weather is, if it cannot be transformed into power, then it is nothing but falsehood.

In terms of his seventh sense, the foreseeable future, Zhao Cheng is not his opponent at all.

Yiqi thought that he was young and frivolous, and he was talking about Zhao Cheng.

call out!

After the words fell, Yiqi directly drew out his sword, the sword light was like a dragon, and he slashed towards Zhao Cheng's arm.

He didn't dare to kill people here, but he still dared to teach the other party a lesson and cut off his arm.

The big deal is that he can just run away afterwards. If the saint wants to run, as long as there is no Shinhwa to make a move, it is not difficult.

Which saint is not a lawless figure? If it wasn't for Yanhuang here, when he was overseas, when did he suffer this kind of grievance? !

In another place, he would have crushed Zhao Cheng to death.

There should be no myth that they would hunt him down because of this arm. After all, arms can be connected, and of course pain is inevitable.

In Yiqi's seventh sense, his own sword would just cut off Zhao Cheng's arm, and the opponent had no power to resist.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng also moved. Instead of drawing his sword, he directly slapped it down with his palm.

Seeing Zhao Cheng block his sword directly with his palm, Yiqi felt that this young man was arrogant.

But the next moment, he had no such thoughts at all.

As Zhao Cheng's palm fell, Yiqi felt that Zhao Cheng suddenly changed from an ordinary person to a demon god.

It seems that the entire universe, the power to form and live in space, is contained in the opponent's body.

boom!

At this moment, Yiqi only felt that there was a ball of thunder, which exploded in Zhao Cheng's palm, just like the palm thunder in the myths and legends, the thunder of the gods.

Then, his brain, the five senses, the sixth sense, and even the seventh sense were all blank. It seemed that the entire spirit and the entire holy soul were scattered by this palm.

In the eyes of others, it was Yiqi, the foreigner, who came first with the sword, but Zhao Cheng came later, and slapped him on the forehead, causing his seven orifices to bleed, and he fell unconscious on the ground.

At this moment, everyone who saw this scene was stunned.