Seeing those people pounce on Cheng Yaojin, Luo Han shouted without hesitation: "Kill...no mercy!"

Cheng Yaojin glared at his eyes, stepped on the ground suddenly, and the man had already jumped into the air, and the battle axe shone out with a golden light.

"Explosive double axes!"

The tomahawk was violent, and the two people who were the first to bear the brunt of the attack changed their faces. They quickly raised the long sword in their hands to block the tomahawk, trying to stop the tomahawk.

"boom!"

Two consecutive loud noises, the axe blade collided with the sword edge, and the powerful force instantly bent the long sword.

Then...Click, click!

The sword was broken, and the battle axe was cast down, and it slashed straight down the foreheads of the two men.

In an instant, the big head was shattered, and the bodies of the two were also split from the middle, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

One of these two people was an eighth-level warrior and the other was a ninth-level warrior. After joining forces, they couldn't even stop Cheng Yaojin's move.

"One word, do it!"

"Heat spiral!"

Cheng Yaojin laughed wildly, and didn't even look at the two corpses. As his feet landed on the ground, his whole body rotated, and the battle axe turned into a strong wind to sweep towards the other three people.

One of the remaining three people is also a ninth-level warrior, and the other two are the strongest, at the level of a first-level martial artist. Such a combination is not afraid even if it encounters a second-level warrior.

But at this time, facing Cheng Yaojin, who was also a first-level martial artist, the three of them were forced to withdraw by Cheng Yaojin.

"Hehe, don't hide... If you have the courage, we will be head-on. Whoever hides will be grandson!"

Cheng Yaojin stepped forward, swept the battle axe and slashed towards one of the people's waist.

The other two saw that they had a chance. One of them waved their swords to slash Cheng Yaojin's back, and the other one stabbed Cheng Yaojin's back with a long sword.

"Old Cheng, be careful!" Luo Han's heart tightened, and his palm couldn't help but put it on the hilt of the sword, intending to help.

But the next second, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the tension that had just risen also dissipated.

"The potential of justice...whoever hides will be the grandson!"

Cheng Yaojin roared, and a layer of golden light suddenly surged from his body, and he really didn't dodge or avoid the long sword and sword attacking behind him.

"bump!"

With a loud bang, Cheng Yaojin's battle axe swept hard on the enemy's sword in front of him, sweeping the opponent and his sword out.

at the same time......

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, the long sword behind him cut across his spine, leaving a narrow and long wound.

But there was no blood flowing out of the wound. As soon as the wound appeared, it healed strangely.

As for the long sword, the flesh that pierced Cheng Yaojin was clamped by the agitated muscles and could not move forward. He had no choice but to pierce Cheng Yaojin's back heart... The owner of the long sword had no choice but to withdraw the sword and retreat.

"how so?"

The two of them looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Potential of justice! In the Honor of Kings game, Cheng Yaojin's 3 skills are also the strongest skills. After being used, not only can Cheng Yaojin recover his blood quickly, but it will also greatly increase his movement speed.

However, after entering this world, the effect of the skill has obviously changed.

"Dry!"

"Heat spiral!"

Cheng Yaojin's face was ferocious. Under the skill effect of justice potential, his speed increased sharply. He suddenly turned around and the battle axe instantly reached the two enemies behind him.

A ninth-level warrior!

A first-level martial artist!

"puff!"

"puff!"

Blood was sprayed, and two big heads were slashed out by the battle axe.

Snap instantly!

Everything just now seemed very long, but in fact, it only took a few breaths from the five people attacking Cheng Yaojin.

But in just a few breaths, four people died tragically at Cheng Yaojin's hands, and all of them were dead without complete corpses.

At this time, the only remaining first-level martial artist was already scared. He staggered back with his long sword. His eyes were full of fear when he looked at Cheng Yaojin, and he exclaimed: "How is it possible? Your breath is obviously just a first-level martial artist...!"

"Sunzi, don't be timid... Keep doing it, be head-on!" Cheng Yaojin grinned, but the smile seemed like an evil ghost to the other party.

Strong, very strong!

Even Luo Han was shocked by Cheng Yaojin's performance.

The others were even more shocked when they saw it.

What is this person’s identity? Where did he come from? With such a strange and powerful martial art, he actually recognized the young clan leader Luo Han as his master?

Isn’t he clear about the current situation of the Luo family? With Luo Han, what future can he have?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A burst of applause sounded, Luo Jinghong clapped his hands and said with a gloomy face: "It's great, I underestimate you... It's obvious that he is just a first-level martial artist, but he has such powerful strength. I'm afraid that the third-level martial artist will not be able to take you down, right?"

Cheng Yaojin spat and laughed: "I know I'm awesome? Then admit defeat and get out! Or stop talking nonsense and keep doing it!"

boom!

As soon as Cheng Yaojin finished speaking, Luo Jinghong's aura suddenly surged, and the terrifying pressure instantly pressed towards Cheng Yaojin.

Then, he walked towards Cheng Yaojin with great strides and said coldly: "The third-level martial artist may not be able to take you down... Then I wonder what I am, the sixth-level martial artist?"

The sixth-level martial artist is five small realms higher than the current Cheng Yaojin.

With such a gap in strength, even if Cheng Yaojin has the skill that can be called cheating, it will definitely not be beneficial.

Cheng Yaojin narrowed his eyes, a solemn look on his face, and his hands holding the battle axe couldn't help but tighten.

However, even though he was shocked by Luo Jinghong's strength, Cheng Yaojin had no intention of retreating.

One word, do it!

Whoever is cowardly, who is the grandson!

In the game of Honor of Kings, Cheng Yaojin is a tank-type hero who moves forward bravely. Team battles must lead the lead and move forward bravely.

kill!

The potential for justice!

Heat spiral!

The tower-like body flashed with golden light, sweeping towards Luo Jinghong like a tornado.

The battle axe roared, and the wind raged wherever it passed.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Luo Jinghong's face did not change at all. He raised his palms, and the energy surged from his palms, and he actually swung the sweeping battle axe aside. Then his palm passed through the shadows of the axe and slapped Cheng Yaojin's chest.

"not good!"

Cheng Yaojin's face changed. With the speed bonus stimulated by the potential of justice, the battle axe slashed towards Luo Jinghong's neck frantically, trying to exchange his life for injury.

But he is fast, Luo Jinghong is faster.

"I want my life? Just you?"

Luo Jinghong narrowed his eyes and took a step forward suddenly, and his palm was first printed on Cheng Yaojin's chest.

"Click!"

The sound of bone shattering burst out, and the powerful fighting spirit also poured into Cheng Yaojin's body. The tower-like body was hit and flew backwards. Every time he took a step, a deep footprint would be left on the ground.

"Old Cheng?"

Luo Han's face turned pale and he quickly jumped to support Cheng Yaojin, but as soon as his hands touched Cheng Yaojin's spine, he felt a huge force spread from the other party's body to his arms.
Chapter completed!