Chapter 804: Another Instant Kill

The warrior looked dazed for a while, looking at the broad sword held between two fingers in disbelief.

Although he was extremely shocked, he couldn't allow him to think too much at the moment.

He exerted force on his wrist again and twisted it violently, trying to crush Zhang Xing's two fingers.

But his thoughts and actions were not perfectly unified.

The idea is good, the reality is the opposite.

He still used 100% of his strength, but the two fingers remained motionless.

not good! The samurai was shocked again!

This kid is weird. He is not only a magician, but also a powerful warrior.

The warrior decisively gave up the broadsword in his hand and raised his foot to kick Zhang Xing's vital part.

But Zhang Xing smiled contemptuously and gently broke it with two fingers.

bite!

The five-inch tip of the broad sword was broken.

Then a figure flashed, and Zhang Xing appeared on the right side behind the warrior.

puff!

The warrior had just raised his leg, but the tip of the sword was across his throat.

His eyes widened, and he tried hard to turn his head to look at Zhang Xing beside him. He made a hiccup sound in his throat, as if he was asking, who are you.

But he could never do it. With a pop, he fell straight down.

A senior war king was instantly killed by a young man.

In an instant, the whole place fell silent, and everyone looked at the warrior with blood coming out of his throat in horror.

However, Sheng Long did not look at the dead warrior. It was not that he did not want to look, nor that he did not dare to look.

Because he was one meter away behind the warrior, and just now he saw Zhang Xing holding the tip of the sword between his two fingers, but before he even blinked, Zhang Xing had already appeared in front of him.

He looked nervously at Zhang Xing, who was only two feet away.

The tip of his knife was only an inch away from the tip of Zhang Xing's nose.

However, his right hand holding the knife kept shaking and he was sweating profusely.

He really wanted to stab him, and he wanted to slash the young man's neck severely.

But the pressure caused by the young instant-kill samurai was too great for him.

At this time, the hand holding the knife was unsteady. It felt like the knife was as heavy as a mountain. It was difficult to lift it, let alone stab it out.

Where did the Dongfang family hire helpers? They were just like devils, killing people invisible and killing their enemies without a breath.

Before the hundreds of people under his command could rush to the young man, they all fell to the ground one after another, as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.

But he didn't know how the other party took action, whether he used magic or martial arts.

If they are all in the realm of emperors, no matter how fast they are, they can still tell something.

But if someone with the power of the Venerable Realm could kill people invisibly, that would be okay.

Could it be that this kid is from the Venerable Realm?

No, it's absolutely impossible. How could a boy of about ten years old be like this? Even if he cultivated from his mother's womb, it would be impossible.

Zhang Xing raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and gently pushed aside the Sanchi Handao in front of the tip of his nose.

Sheng Long was startled and wanted to make a move, but he was uncontrollable, following Zhang Xing's finger movements like a puppet.

"No one has dared to point a knife at me at such a close distance. You are the first."

Zhang Xing's faint voice reached Sheng Long's ears, and his body trembled.

Bang!

He was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand and the knife fell to the ground.

He swallowed dryly and opened his mouth slightly to say something, but it felt as if his whole mouth was stiff and he couldn't make any sound at all.

"Oh, by the way, Patriarch Dongfang, I'll leave this person to you. Just give him back what he did to you just now."

Zhang Xing turned around and said to Dongfang Chengye.

"Uh! What?"

Dongfang Chengye was completely confused, and he stared blankly at the warrior lying on the ground.

This was a high-level war king. He couldn't even make a single move against him, and he was so easily struck by his sword that he lost the ability to fight back.

But he couldn't make a single move in the hands of this young man, so he broke the tip of the sword and killed him.

Where did the granddaughter get help from? It’s incredible to be so young and have terrifying strength.