Chapter 2260： Awkward face!

The second two hundred and sixty-six chapters of the face!

Every word of Xiao Zheng is like a steel needle that has penetrated the heart of Zhao Wei.

Was he seen through Xiao Zheng?

Perhaps, he was indeed touched by Xiao Zheng some of his own cards. But even so, did he lose?

As the first god-level powerhouse, Zhao Wei will lose to a master-level powerhouse?

This is not just a battle of revenge. It is a battle to defend the glory of the god-level powerhouse.

Zhao Wei does not allow himself to lose to Xiao Zheng. What's more, his capital is still very good. Even Xiao Zheng seems to have gradually taken control of the initiative of the battle. Even if he seems to be weaker than Xiao is in the air.

But in this world, there are a lot of guys who are bluffing. Whether Xiao Zheng is bluffing, but also depends on the specific situation.

Xiao Zheng Heng knife.

Once again, I walked over to Zhao.

He was full of arrogance, not only his own, but also his knife that was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

As if even the blade, I felt the strong killing of Xiao Zheng. The tremor is trembled.

"Good and strong killing." The old monk looks a glimpse.

"Do you feel it?" Ye Yuhua asked curiously.

"Don't feel it." The old monk shook his head gently. "Light can be seen by watching."

Ye Yuhua has a slight glimpse. Immediately said, "This is indeed your world, not mine."

Ye Yuhua has lived a life of pampering since childhood. She can be said to be the first Missy from the founding of the country. And it was born with a golden key.

Ye Gong’s glory and glory made Ye Yuhua stand out from a young age. Coupled with her own talents and talents, she is also loved by God.

Perhaps it is really the ultimate, which led to her Qing Dynasty ancient Buddha for more than 20 years. This is probably the true meaning of life.

Get too much and always lose some to make up for it. Is this the meaning of heaven?

"Maybe, Azhen really will bring us unexpected results." The old monk said softly. There is an extra excitement in the words.

First of all, like Ye Yuhua, he hopes that Xiao Zheng can win. Although this is difficult for the old monk to see the sky.

Second, Xiao Zheng has a lot of hopes. He can't do anything. Once he falls, the situation in the forty-nine cities will fluctuate greatly. It will even affect the interests of all.

In the public, the old monk hopes that Xiao Zheng can win this hard battle.

Ye Yuhua is the same.

Hey!

Xiao Zheng seems to be a lightning bolt, suddenly a refraction, very beautiful to the left side of Zhao Wei. Then the blade flashed and it came to Zhao’s neck in an instant.

He is quick and anxious in this hand. If he is in front of ordinary people, I am afraid that even if the reaction is too late, he will be killed on the spot.

But his opponent is not an ordinary person, not even an ordinary strong. It is the legendary god-level powerhouse. Is he likely to be so easily harvested by Xiao Zheng?

Obviously impossible.

On the occasion of Xiao Zheng’s knife, Zhao Wei suddenly reversed his position, and Heng Knife blocked Xiao Zheng’s knife.

Maybe it is passive defense after all. Xiao Zheng’s knife was still very deep, and even Zhao’s knife had touched his own neck.

I even felt the chill from Xiao Zheng’s knife!

There was a loud noise. The blade touched each other, and Xiao Zheng broke out again after a knife. Zhao Wei took advantage of this gap and pulled back to play. Avoiding Xiao Zheng’s attack range.

This knife, seemingly no fancy, was a success that made Zhao Wei suffer a small loss.

"Do you hide?" Xiao Zhengyin's face, but the corner of his lips spread the sneer of the devil.

His stature was once again leaning forward and he oppressed Zhao Wei with great aggressiveness.

The knife in his hand seems to grow in his hand. As long as his mind was moved, the blade would sneak out to the designated part of him without any scruples.

The gap between a master and an ordinary person is not only the speed of the hand, but also the most accurate judgment in the shortest time. It is out, it is income, it is progress, it is retreat, and it has not gone through the brain. It is a subconscious neural response.

It is another five-minute battle. Xiao Zheng gradually took the initiative. And Zhao Wei’s offensive is no longer as active as before, so it is aggressive. Even if you look at the overall situation alone, Xiao Zheng has been able to open with Zhao Wei.

Xiao Zhengliu.

“I’m so proud of it?” Zhao’s face suddenly became easier after a short period of unhappiness. "You seem to be happy too early."

"Well?" Xiao Zheng slashed out and seemed to have no time to talk to him.

Zhao Wei faced Xiao Zheng’s unusually fierce knife. The whole person suddenly exploded in the gas field.

In an instant, Zhao Wei strongly resisted Xiao Zheng’s knife. Then the whole body swooped up. The knife in his hand, like a dragon, whistling. Straight to Xiao Zheng throat!

Hey!

Xiao Zheng struggled with a knife and his heart was horrified, and his body suddenly slammed back.

If he was a knife and he was half a minute later, he might have been harvested by Zhao Wei.

Like Zhao Wei, he faintly smelled the coldness on the blade. That terrible death breath!

Xiao Zheng is somewhat puzzling and more confused.

He thought that he completely saw through Zhao’s cards. But now it seems that he did not reach that level.

At least Zhao Wei’s body is still full of unsolved mysteries.

For example, the power of the knife just did not even lose to Xiao Zheng’s nameless knife!

You must know that Xiao Zheng’s press-box stunt was a nameless knife. Nowadays, the dragon is looking up, and it is only a modified version. It can be said that the hundred feet of hoes go further.

However, Zhao Wei suddenly got a knife and reached the power of a nameless knife. It can be seen that the comprehensive strength of Zhao Wei, and even the rumors on the knife, are not understood by ordinary people.

"Do you think you will play with a knife?" Zhao Yan eyes cold and cold. "You may not know, when I was young, the two things I loved the most were spirits, good knives."

"Do you really think that you completely see through me?"

"Or. You think you can beat me?"

Zhao Wei slowly raised the blade: "So, let you see what is the real knife!"

After all, Zhao Wei’s figure is like a power, and he seems to be waiting for something.

Just waiting for Xiao Zheng to breathe once did not end. Zhao Wei suddenly made a force to move forward. The knife in the hand slammed a loud bang, like a gryphon, killing Xiao Zheng’s chest!

Xiao Zheng brows his head and looks unscrupulous. Slashing hard, once again fighting with Zhao Wei.

"I don't understand. I don't understand it more and more." The old monk only felt that his heart was twitching.

This beating is too long.

Also hit too much.

The old monk is self-proclaimed, and he may not be able to bear the first wave of Zhao’s offensive. It will be defeated.

Xiao Zheng has already played the third round with Zhao Wei.

He can clearly see the sweat of Xiao Zheng's back.

And that more and more awkward face.

He knows that Xiao Zheng may not be able to support it for a long time.

Although, he seems to know more and more about Zhao Wei, getting closer to the truth...