As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

No one could withstand his sword.

Just appear one foot in front of him.

Wherever the sword lights up.

No one gets out alive...

“He’s done.

kill him!

quick! "

A middle-aged monk standing in the distance shouted loudly.

He is a cultivator in the Huaxu realm, serving under the governor of Langya County, and holds a high position in Langya County.

He volunteered to lead a team to hunt down Chen Zhiming.

I thought I could use this achievement to reach a higher level.

Who would have thought that we would meet one day?

Chen Zhiming's terrifying killing power of swinging his sword like mowing grass made him no longer have any ambition, and he could only hide in the distance and give orders.

"This sword is a bit blunt again!"

Chen Zhiming looked at the four Qi Controlling Realm practitioners who had gathered around him with a half-smile: "At most, I can only dig out four more heads...

you,

Who will die first? "

The four swordsmen in the Yuqi realm trembled under their feet.

Faced with this shaky swordsman who could barely stand, they no longer had the courage to draw their swords!

"What are you afraid of?"

The middle-aged monk urged: "The great success is just around the corner, kill him!"

"quick!"

The four of them looked at each other.

The Mo Dao across his chest simultaneously emitted a brilliant blade light and slashed towards Chen Zhiming.

They flew up right after him...

Rapid advancement in career is just around the corner.

The fight has come to this point, they don’t want to miss it!

"Buzz!"

Chen Zhiming's arm vibrated, and the sword, which was already covered with cracks, turned into eight pieces.

Four of them shattered the blade light.

The other four shot towards them...

The four people who swooped over trembled violently in the air.

fell to the ground.

Between his eyebrows,

The four broken sword fragments are making a buzzing sound!

"waste!"

The middle-aged monk looked at Chen Zhiming with fear and shouted sharply: "Go ahead, kill him quickly, he doesn't have a sword anymore!"

"Whoever killed him,

I transferred him to the County Magistrate's Mansion and made him a servant of the County Magistrate's Mansion!

You can choose any technique or elemental stone you want!"

No one dared to step forward.

Those who had courage have become corpses.

Those who are still alive at this time are either not brave enough or want to be the last one to catch the light.

The mantis in front of me is already dying.

But still has a sharp sickle...

They don't want to test their lives.

Chen Zhiming glanced at the crowd, bent down with difficulty to pick up the Mo Dao, and stuck it on the ground like a crutch.

The killing ends here.

All the swords here have been broken by him.

Seeing Chen Zhiming pick up the knife, the practitioners who had already thought of retreating suddenly took several steps back!

Chen Zhiming put his knife on the ground and looked around without saying a word.

"A sword cultivator at the Void Transformation Realm is enough to scare you into death.

I am in Langya territory,

Are they all good-for-nothings?"

North side of the cliff.

A man in a brocade robe came from the air.

He has an ancient sword hanging from his waist.

On the scabbard was engraved the word "Jiang" with a sinister sword meaning!

When the middle-aged monk saw the person coming, his face suddenly lit up with joy.

He walked out from behind the tree and bowed, saying, "I am Shen Yong, the guard under the seat of the Langya County Magistrate. I am honored to meet Elder Jiang!"

The visitor nodded lightly.

He looked down at Chen Zhiming and said, "Are you Chen Gu?

I am Jiang Huasheng, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Yujian Sect, a sword cultivator at the Void God Realm. Today, I grant you death!"

"cough~"

Chen Zhiming coughed lightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said sarcastically: "Why, do you think you have the courage to face my sword now?

Been watching for so long.

Are you bullying me because I don't have a sword, or do you think I can't lift a knife?"

"court death!"

Jiang Huasheng lowered his eyes and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword with his slender hands.

"Cheng!"

A crisp sword sound was heard.

The ancient sword is unsheathed.

The sword energy crushed the air and rushed towards Chen Zhiming with supreme murderous intent!

Facing the sword light!

A hint of disappointment flashed across Chen Zhiming's eyes.

This sword energy is too vulgar.

"boom!"

The sword energy instantly submerged Chen Zhiming.

Jiang Huasheng sheathed his sword without looking at the results of the attack.

He just lowered his eyes and ordered coldly: "Clean up the garbage and don't ruin the Saint's interest!"

"Elder Jiang..."

Shen Yong pointed at the pile of corpses and said in a trembling voice: "That person...that person is not dead..."

"Ok?"

Jiang Huasheng let out a light exclamation and looked back at the place where the sword had landed.

There, the pile of corpses had been shattered into pieces by the sword energy, and blood and flesh were floating in the air, as if it was raining blood!