Chen Qiye never used this kind of unruly lady. He turned a blind eye to the unruly girl's unruly and continued to keep his head down and rush forward.

"You dare to look down on me, I will kill you, look at the sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ling drew out the flying sword this time. Without saying a word, he flew out the two flying swords in his hand directly towards Chen Qiye.

With two swishing sounds, the flying sword carried the brute force of the first-level combat soldiers and flew quickly towards Chen Qiye.

If it were before, Chen Qiye would have avoided it, but since he was fighting with Zuoshan Diao some time ago, he unexpectedly learned a special talent.

This kind of talent not only makes Chen Qiye very talented in projection, but also makes unexpectedly accurate judgments on the objects he flies towards him.

With just a glance, Chen Qiye could judge the flight trajectory of the girl's two flying swords. He was too lazy to hide. He heard two bangs and the flying sword automatically landed on the heels of Shen Qiye one after another.

Zhang Ling's lungs were almost irritated, and pointed at Chen Qiye and said angrily: "Boy, you dare to despise me so much. I will fight with you or not today."

As he said that, the unruly lady actually poured all the sword pots up and smashed them towards Chen Qiye. The woman could not even hit Chen Qiye with all her strength, let alone the whole flying sword?

Chen Qiye was also angry and laughed, looking directly at Zhang Ling and said, "What do you want?"

At this time, Zhang Ling was already panting and sweating profusely. She was only sixteen years old and in her prime, but her temper was not small at all.

Zhang Ling put his hands on his hips and glared at Chen Qiye panting and said, "I'll ask you, what did you mean by shaking your head just now? Tell me, if you don't say that today, I will never finish it with you."

Seeing that the little woman was about to throw the flying sword, Chen Qiye simply spread his hands and said helplessly: "Because you can't play the flying sword at all."

After ten days of training, Chen Qiye has not only projected first-class people in the world, but he is still a second-rate level at least. It's like a college student who is doing math problems. Zhang Ling's flying sword technique is so bad that it can't be bad in Shen Qiye's eyes.

"You dare to insult me... kid, do you know who I am!" Zhang Ling said with a tall chest.

It’s better to do it once than to say it. Chen Qiye was too lazy to explain, so he picked up a flying sword on the ground with his feet, aimed it at the willful girl, and shot it out with one sword.

The sword was so powerful and fast that it was projected out of Chen Qiye's hand, and the power was directly increased by 100 times compared to Zhang Ling.

With a loud bang, the flying sword carried the power of destroying the world and destroying the sound, and shot towards Zhang Lin, which was so scared that Zhang Ling screamed in dismay.

"ah."

"Miss, be careful." The strong guard rushed over. He was a dead soldier in the Zhang family. Even if he died on the spot, he would never let Zhang Ling hurt him.

But Chen Qiye's flying sword is too powerful. If this Zhang family dead soldier was a level 4 warrior, he might be able to fly to protect his master. Unfortunately, he is just a level 3 warrior. After ten days of training, Chen Qiye has confidence and kills level 3 warriors within three swords.

What's more, his target is not the Zhang family's guard?

When the Zhang family guards had just taken half a step, with a swish, the flying sword passed directly through Zhang Ling's cheek. The sharp sword body cut off a strand of Zhang Lin's hair and then passed by the old man.

The three Zhang family were stunned!

"Double sound strike?" Mr. Zhang smashed his mouth, shocked the gods.

Although he is only a second-level combat soldier, his special status in Daiguo determines Mr. Zhang's vision and vision, which is far superior to everyone in Yelang Mountain Yicheng. Even Chen Tianxiao is not in a hurry to learn and vision.

"It's a damn thing. It's not good to protect the lady. I'll ask the master to punish him." Seeing that the lady was fine, the strong guard immediately let out a long sigh, but pleading for guilt is definitely indispensable.

Zhang Tianhe shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's not your dereliction of duty, this boy is unfathomable. Not only you are not his opponent, but he is invincible below the warrior."

"How is this possible!" The Zhang family guards widened their eyes, looking disbelief!

After all, among the third-level combat soldiers, his strength was only medium. He was eager to protect his master just now, so he did not see Chen Qiye's martial arts realm clearly.

But when he recognized Chen Qiye as just a second-level combat soldier, he didn't believe that he would kill the Zhang family guards. Just a second-level combat soldier, with the flying sword just now, would he be invincible below the warrior?

Impossible, this is impossible!

"Master, do you know any superb martial arts?" said the strong guard dissatisfied.

After the Xuanxuan, the martial arts took the path of communication, using the sea of ​​qi in the body to continuously polish the acupoints in order to stimulate the potential of human beings.

The talents of war soldiers of the same level are incomparable. Unless another war soldier has learned high-level combat skills, he can kill others in seconds.

The guard is just an escort after all, how can his vision be compared with Mr. Zhang?
Chapter completed!