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Chapter 657: The Death of Tyrant Sword

A few days later, news came from Jiangya City, Han Dynasty that Zhou Heng, the head of the Zhou family, was going out to attend a party! The news soon became stormy and stormy! Everyone was talking about what kind of party it was that Zhou Heng wanted to go so far as to ignore the danger.

On this day, Zhou Heng indeed led a large number of bodyguards to appear at the airport.

He was preparing to board the plane to go to the destination for a party.

And at this moment, Zeng Jin appeared! It turned out that Zeng Jin had been hiding beside Zhou Heng, and he actually put on makeup and became his guard.

Just as Zhou Heng walked towards the boarding gangway, the domineering sword that Zeng entered flashed with a cold light and swept directly towards Zhou Heng's neck! "Ah!"

Zhou Heng never dreamed that Zeng Jin was here, who was extremely afraid of it! Seeing that the sword of the world was about to sweep his neck! Zhou Heng was frightened and didn't know how to avoid it! At the critical moment, Yuan Zhen, who had been standing beside him, took action! He actually pushed a guard beside Zhou Heng! The guard appeared beside Zhou Heng.

Zeng Jin's sword that he was determined to win slashed on the guard's body! Blood light burst out! The guard's head flew high! "Ah, ah! Ah!"

Zhou Heng screamed! His whole body trembled, his feces, urine and air flowed down to the ground, and he roared with joy: "Kill him, kill him!"

In fact, without Zhou Heng issuing orders, the guards guarding him have already started to move.

These guards are all the iron guards of the Zhou family. They are powerful and are not afraid of death. At this moment, they have drawn out their weapons and rushed directly to Zeng Jin! During this period, including Yuan Zhen, a top-notch master... Zeng Jin was obviously seriously injured and had not healed.

He held the sword in one hand, his hair and beard were messy, his eyes were covered with blood. He looked at the warriors around him with a cold look and sneered: "Zeng Jin was wandering on the street when he was thirteen years old. I was taken in by Zhao Yuanpu! Zhao Yuanpu is like my biological father!"

"Later, in order to achieve my martial arts, Zhao Yuanpu even gave me his chance to become a generation of domineering swordsman!"

"Now I die for Zhao Yuanpu, it's a good death!"

"But it's OK, my generation of Domineering Sword actually died at the hands of you Xiao Xiao, come on!"

After saying that, Zeng Jin turned his sword flowers, and the flowers became a ball of light and shadow and collided into the Zhou family's iron guard! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Accompanied by a series of muffled sounds! Blood swept across like raindrops! The above side of Zhou Heng was covered with blood... During this period, the limbs of the Zhou family's dead soldiers flew across! Zeng Jin's sword was like a afterimage, which made people unable to see the trick clearly! The loud sound was thrown! And a group of people with Zeng Jin as the core were like a meat grinder! The nearby Zhou family's dead soldiers rushed over continuously... During this period, Yuanzhen kept standing with his sword, looking at Zeng Jin, who was the core of the meat grinder... After a while, Yuanzhen suddenly shouted: "Everything goes away!"

Then, Yuanzhen's sword was unsheathed, and his whole body was like a god who came to the world. He raised his sword with his hands and smashed it from a high altitude towards Zeng Jin! Yuanzhen, a king of northern swords in the Han Kingdom, finally took action! Yuanzhen's move was indeed extraordinary! His hands saw that the momentum was heavy and swept across thousands of pounds! Even Bajian Zeng Jin did not dare to face it! Therefore, when Yuanzhen rushed over with his sword, Zeng Jin made a move to get out of the way, and at the same time Bajian took the fire to burn the sky... The two swords collided in the air! A tremolo burst out like thunder! Zeng Jin took three steps back, and his beard and hair were all open! But the sword king Yuanzhen took a step forward, swept across with his hands! The huge sword raised a connection... like thunder! Bajian Zeng Jin saw it and roared wildly: "Good come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook the Ba Jian and rushed in! Boom! Bang! A violent flash burst between the two people! Blood mist burst out! Sword King Yuanzhen retreated suddenly! Zeng Jin was like a crazy tiger, and the Ba Jian was pressing tightly! Yuanzhen never dreamed that Ba Jian Zeng Jin could burst out such a powerful attack when he was dying! You know, his idea was that he would kill Ba Jian Zeng Jin without blood blade! But now it seems impossible! Although he is stronger than Ba ​​Jian Zeng Jin, it is absolutely impossible to take him down without injury! It seems that Zeng Jin has not been idle in the past ten years! "Stop!"

The sword king Yuanzhen roared wildly, gritted his teeth, took a step back, then raised his hands and rushed towards Zeng Jin! Bang! Bang! Bang! Zeng Jin and Yuanzhen fought head-on and fought to the death! Each sword used all his strength! Each sword burst out like a tsunami thunder! One by one, flashing like ball lightning, bursting between the two swords! Everyone around was scared silly! No one had dreams that the showdown between the two powerful swordsmen would have such a momentum! It was like the end of the world! Especially the two people who looked at their death with all their eyes wide open, it made people feel even more heartbroken! Bang! Bang! Bang! The tough showdown between the two people continued! But gradually, Zeng Jin began to lose strength! He Bi

He had been alone in Jiangya City for a long time. After all, he had been injured. The most important thing is that his strength is indeed worse than Yuanzhen! Zeng Jin's tiger mouth has cracked! All the joints in his body have begun to break! On the other hand, Yuanzhen is not better! His tiger mouth has also cracked, and the hilt of the sword with both hands is covered with blood! His eyes are covered with blood! However, his physical condition is 108,000 times better than Zeng Jin! Seeing that Zeng Jin was at the end of his strength, he rushed up and chopped three more swords fiercely! After the three swords! Zeng Jin knelt on one knee! The sword was inserted on the ground, and his head full of messy hair was raised to look at Yuanzhen, with a miserable smile on his face: "It's a pity that I died in the hands of you, the despicable villain. The so-called sword king of Han Kingdom is just like this!"

As he said that, Zeng Jin glared at Yuanzhen: "But don't be proud either. One day there will be a super expert who will stick me to crush your bones!"

"Go to die, Zeng Jin!"

Yuanzhen raised his sword with both hands and swept towards Zeng Jin! Zeng Jin didn't even look at the sword. He just looked at the sky with his eyes and sang calmly: "There are no flowers in the swordsman's grave..." His life appeared in his mind! The boy wandered on the street and was rescued by Mr. Zhao, appreciated, and introduced him to the famous swordsmen in the Han Dynasty as disciples! Then his swordsmanship was thriving! Then there was ten years of fighting for the world! "I'm tired, I'm tired, let's break up!"

Zeng Jin's head flew high, and then slowly closed his eyes... "Ah!"

Zhou Heng roared hysterically in Zeng Jin's ears: "Chop his body and feed it to me!"
Chapter completed!
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