Overlord the sky

In front of Zheng Qian, a senior tyrant in the tyrant team killed the high-level tyrant that Zheng Qian had allowed to survive, which made Zheng Qian a little annoyed. 【】

In fact, Zheng Qian didn't care about the life and death of these masters.It's just that Zheng Qian's mood was a little depressed because of the wind knife's way of ending his career as a killer.Now he has a very strong rejection of bloodshed.

As long as these tyrants can find a reason for the past, he has no intention of killing, and he doesn't even care about the truth or falsehood of their reasons.This is also a kind of self-consolation for Zheng Qian to deceive himself.

It's a pity that such a good opportunity was not cherished by this group of high-level tyrants who were dying, which made Zheng Qian, who was already unhappy, murderous.

"Do you think you are amazing?" Zheng Qian asked the tyrant who sneaked up on him in a deep voice.

"I... I am nothing special. We are born in the imperial capital, and we should fight for our own honor!" Although the Ba Shi was afraid in his heart, he was still plausible.

"I said let him go, didn't you hear?" Zheng Qian continued to ask in a calm voice.

The high-ranking tyrant who was killed was a person who was always greedy for life and afraid of death in the team.At the same time, it has always been the object of ridicule by these senior masters.Moreover, these high-level overlords in the imperial capital, except for a limited number of overlords, are their world.It is also used to domineering on weekdays.

This domineering way of life has a certain inertia.

When the tyrant who had always been looked down upon by them was the first to beg for mercy and got Zheng Qian's permission, this senior tyrant who felt that he had lost the chance of escape was very annoyed.

In terms of talent and wisdom, he was not inferior to the high-ranking tyrant he killed. Why did he get the chance to escape first?Under this anger, his domineering energy was concentrated, and the physical weapon came out of his body, directly sending that high-ranking tyrant to the west.

Now being pressed by Zheng Qian, the overlord, he was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

"He, he deserves to die." The senior tyrant said tremblingly.

"In my opinion, it's not that he deserves to die, but you." Zheng Qian took a step forward.The killing intent oppressed this senior tyrant.The level gap is here, and this high-level tyrant does not have the treasure of Zheng Qian, and he is oppressed with a pale face.

At this time, a group of high-ranking tyrants all retreated one after another, trying their best to avoid Zheng Qian's killing intent.Then, they heard the sound of pulling the bolt of a gun behind them.The vanguard regiment had already arrived and surrounded them heavily, with their black muzzles pointing at them.

The senior masters looked at each other.They had never heard of the weapons in the hands of the members of the vanguard regiment, but they believed that since these people were led by the evil spirit Zheng Qian.And Zheng Qian was the one who could scare the two junior overlords so much that they ran for their lives regardless. The weapons they held in their hands must be very powerful things they had never seen before.

With this level of thinking, the high-level tyrants all consciously or unconsciously moved closer together.Only the murderous senior tyrant was placed alone at the front of the team.

"Self-destruction, or do you want me to do it?" Zheng Qian continued to take a step forward, pressing down on the senior tyrant.

The senior tyrant took a step back, but he gritted his teeth and held back.Suddenly he waved his hand, and his domineering physical weapon was pulled out from the body of the fallen senior master, and flew back towards Zheng Qian.

"Courage is commendable." Zheng Qian said.

As soon as he raised his hand, his two fingers caught the tip of the weapon that the high-ranking tyrant shot back.This is a domineering entity like a lancet, trembling between Zheng Qian's two fingers, trying to break free from Zheng Qian's control.

Zheng Qian didn't seem to be trying too hard, just holding the lancet like that.He kept his eyes on the senior tyrant without blinking.

Under Zheng Qian's close watch, the senior master felt that all escape routes had been blocked.He stood where he was, sweating profusely, biting his lips with blood.

"Aren't you going to kill yourself?" Zheng Qian suddenly stopped drinking.When the two fingers exerted force, there was a crisp "bang", and the lancet was clamped into two pieces.Zheng Qian grabbed it with one hand, and he held both lancets in his hand. With a pinch, the two lancets scattered into strands of domineering.

After being drunk by Zheng Qian, the senior tyrant's legs softened and he almost fell to his knees.But he couldn't hold on, but his knees were shaking constantly.Seeing Zheng Qian crushing his domineering off-body weapon, he finally couldn't support himself, and knelt down with a "thud".

"Being greedy for life and afraid of death, I thought you were some kind of great person. It turned out to be nothing more than that. I originally thought that if you were really a good man, it would be fine to save your life. It's a pity that you cut off your own life." Zheng Qian looked The senior tyrant who was kneeling in front of him.

As long as he persists for a while, as long as he acts a little tougher.Then, his little life would be saved.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Zheng Qian seemed to feel sorry for the senior master.

"Forgive..." Since the senior master fell to his knees, he simply gave up his insistence, hit his head on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and raised his face to beg for mercy.

"It's a pity..." Zheng Qian had a sad look on his face.

A straight line was pulled out from the throat of the senior tyrant.Very straight straight lines, almost invisible to the naked eye.The senior tyrant wanted to beg for mercy loudly, but the word "fate" did not come out of his mouth, but came out from the straight line that was pulled out of his throat.Accompanied by the continuous bleeding of blood, mixed with indistinct sounds, the straight line at Bashi's throat suddenly burst, and you opened your mouth wide.

With an unbelievable look in his eyes, the senior tyrant threw himself forward.There was no more sound, only the gurgling sound of blood flowing, constantly impacting the eardrums of the gathered senior tyrants.

Many high-level tyrants hardly saw how Zheng Qian made a move.The fact that this high-level tyrant has no power to resist makes them see clearly.Facing Zheng Qian, they had little chance of winning.

And they also deeply know that the other party is a ruthless character who kills people without mercy.

Now that it falls into his hands, he can only ask for blessings.

The tyrants looked at each other with pale faces, knowing what to do.

"There are so many of you, it would be troublesome to talk one by one. I don't have that much time, so I invite you to Humen as guests." Zheng Qian's idea of ​​unintentional action was destroyed by someone, and he was in a bad mood.If these tyrants continue to talk, there is no guarantee that they will kill people later.Let the Humen people do this kind of thing.Coincidentally, this can also be used to let the people in Humen know about the specific combat deployment of these people.

As for the specific combat plan of the Snake Clan, Zheng Qian knew that it was difficult to find out from these people's mouths.Therefore, these people do not have much practical value for Zheng Qian.

Huwei led the vanguard regiment and escorted a group of overlords to the headquarters of Humen under the leadership of Zheng Qian.

A group of people with only first-level tyrants are besieging a group of high-level tyrants. This kind of situation has not been seen in Batian Continent for many years.

Zheng Qian walked in front of the team alone, but he didn't have the joy of winning the class.

For some reason, the scene of Feng Dao's death always appeared in his mind.The way he stared at the sky weakly with wide open eyes made Zheng Qian's heart throb with indescribable throbbing.

Zheng Qian seems to see his future from such eyes.So there was a deep sense of depression in his heart.This sense of oppression made him unconsciously put a distance away from the brothers of the vanguard regiment whom he valued very much.It seems that he has acquiesced that this ending is his ending.

"Stinky boy, why are you so sentimental at this time?" The voice of Tyrant's Hammer suddenly rang out.

"Old Ba, in my memory, I have already died once. Logically speaking, I should be very open to life and death, but for some reason, seeing the appearance of Feng Dao, I always feel that I will still die." Go back to your old way." Zheng Qian said with some admiration.

"Alas..." Tyrant God Hammer sighed deeply.

"Why?" Zheng Qian asked, the question was naturally why Bashen Hammer sighed so deeply.

"Boy, let me tell you that although you are now a perfect body, you can only say that you have some qualifications. But to obtain these qualifications, you must pass your own trials."

"Trial?" Zheng Qian was a little puzzled.

"Yes. Trials. If you don't have these trials, if you can't get out of these trials, then this perfect body will not only not be beneficial, but also harmful."

"You mean, I have to go through this kind of trial, and I can't do it without the trial?"

"Exactly."

Zheng Qian was silent.

Could it be that the current mood means that the trial has already begun?

Although Tyrant Hammer knew what was going on, he wanted Zheng Qianneng to realize it.If he needs to be reminded of everything, Zheng Qian's deep dependence on him will be formed virtually.If you don't let go, Zheng Qian will not grow in a real sense.It is to let Zheng Qian fall a few somersaults, as long as these somersaults do not exceed the limit that Zheng Qian can bear, then for Zheng Qian, these somersaults must be fallen.

A life that is too smooth has no foundation.It only takes one setback and it can be fatal.This is like the human body, a little illness can prevent serious illness.What disease does not occur, once the disease occurs, the disease may be very serious.

These principles, based on Zheng Qian's life experience, are naturally understood.But knowing it is one thing, knowing it and applying it to your own life is another.What Tyrant Hammer wants Zheng Qian to have now is to let him completely turn all these experiences into his own.

"Boy, take good care of it. If you can carry it, it will definitely be a great thing for you." Bashen Hammer looked like an elder.

Only at this time, Tyrant God's Hammer will be so solemn and serious.

Zheng Qian nodded solemnly.He knew the weight of Tyrant God's Hammer's words.

As he walked towards Humen step by step, Zheng Qian's eyes gradually became firmer.At first, the hidden worry that shrouded his face gradually disappeared.

"Old Ba, I want to ask another question." Zheng Qian asked suddenly.

"Go ahead."

"Is my fate already arranged by you?"

This question made Tyrant Hammer suffocate.

After such a long time of experience, Zheng Qian finally realized that all this was premeditated.

"Boy, your destiny is your own, and we are just bystanders of your destiny." Tyrant Hammer said a rather philosophical sentence.

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