The heavens, start from one person

Chapter 231 Attacking the Trolls

"call out!"

Soon, he came to the camp of the trolls. He didn't stop, and rushed directly into the camp of the trolls.

His figure is moving quickly in the camp of the trolls. Every step he takes can kill all the troll cultivators. Moreover, his speed is getting faster and faster. , has entered the camp of the troll cultivators.

In front of him was a group of cultivators from the troll tribe. These cultivators from the troll tribe were all at the stage of becoming gods, and their strength was unparalleled.

"Aww"

Seeing Zhao Lizheng's appearance, these cultivators of the troll race were horrified. They all roared angrily, and kept attacking Zhao Lizheng, trying to block Zhao Lizheng's way.

Zhao Lizheng's body exuded a monstrous murderous aura, his speed suddenly increased several times, his figure was like electricity, and he punched out.

This punch, with invincible power, hit one of the giants of the troll clan fiercely.

A cloud of blood sprayed out from the giant's body, and the body fell to the ground with a bang, the dead couldn't die anymore.

"Overreaching!"

In Zhao Lizheng's eyes, there was an incomparably cold light, and a cold voice came out of his mouth, and then his figure flew out again.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Every time Zhao Lizheng punched out, a giant of the troll tribe fell, and for a while, the void here became chaotic.

These troll cultivators couldn't stop Zhao Lizheng at all.

In less than half a stick of incense, Zhao Lizheng killed more than a dozen troll cultivators, and the remaining ten troll cultivators also fled one after another.

Although these cultivators of the troll clan were unwilling, they also knew that if they continued to stay here, they would surely die, so they chose to run away one after another.

However, Zhao Lizheng did not allow them to leave. His body flashed and appeared above those troll cultivators. Power, released from this big hand, grabbed and captured those troll cultivators.

"boom!"

Those troll cultivators were grabbed by this big hand one after another, and then their physical bodies were crushed directly.

In the blink of an eye, all the cultivators of the troll clan died, without even a scream.

"Enough, Your Excellency is rampant among my trolls, aren't you afraid of death?"

After saying this, Zhao Lizheng turned around slowly, and found a middle-aged man from the troll tribe standing behind him, standing out of nothing. This person's strength had reached the mid-stage of transformation.

"Is someone with similar strength finally here? Otherwise, my slaughter trip would have been too boring!"

Zhao Lizheng said with cold eyes, he suddenly raised his hand, and a golden light flew out, aiming at the middle-aged man.

Similarly, his body glowed with golden light as he faced his opponent directly.

And the middle-aged man also had a purple devilish energy rising from his body, and he also waved a devilish energy with his big hand to fight against Zhao Lizheng.

The two terrifying devil qi met, and there was a muffled sound of "poof", and an incomparably terrifying destructive force gushed out from the devil qi, causing the surrounding void to vibrate.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and two streams of devilish energy exploded and shot out, sweeping across the wilderness, razing all the surrounding mountain peaks to the ground, and huge pits appeared all around.

The middle-aged man and Zhao Lizheng took a few steps back at the same time, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes, and they seemed a little surprised.

Zhao Lizheng glanced at the middle-aged man, snorted coldly, and said, "I thought how strong the combat power was, but it turned out to be only in the middle stage of the transformation stage, so vulnerable!"

Hearing Zhao Lizheng's arrogance, a gloomy look flashed across the middle-aged man's face. He snorted coldly and said, "Do you think that you can kill my cultivator of the troll clan by yourself? It's wishful thinking! Today, I will send you back to the west!"

After the words fell, the middle-aged man took out a long sword in his hand. He held the long sword and killed Zhao Lizheng.

The strength of the middle-aged man was extremely high. He swung the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhao Lizheng. With a single slash, a bright purple brilliance burst out from the edge of the sword, and it slashed down towards Zhao Lizheng's body.

The middle-aged man held the long sword in his hand, and a monstrous fluctuation of power erupted from his body. This fluctuation of power was very terrifying. When he slashed down with the sword, he immediately split the entire void with a huge wave. crack.

This crack is hundreds of meters wide and extremely deep, like a ravine.

"What a terrifying sword!"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of many troll cultivators watching the battle all widened, and their faces all showed horrified expressions.

The sword of the middle-aged man was so powerful that they felt extremely frightened.

"Whoosh!"

When Zhao Lizheng saw this, his figure suddenly flashed, his body was like a ghost, and in an instant, he disappeared into the void, avoiding the sword glow.

Zhao Lizheng dodged the sword, and then his figure flashed, and he appeared behind the middle-aged man in an instant.

"boom!"

Zhao Lizheng's right foot kicked out suddenly, directly hitting the middle-aged man's waist and abdomen, and kicking him flying.

"what!"

After drawing an arc in the air, the middle-aged man's body fell heavily to the ground, and then spewed out a mouthful of blood, his body lying on the ground twitching, twitching constantly.

The middle-aged man's body was covered in scars. He was covered in wounds. Blood flowed down his body and dyed the soil under him red. It looked shocking.

"Damn human, dare to kill my troll cultivator. This old man will tear you apart, making your life worse than death, and there will be no place to die."

This middle-aged man was the son of the patriarch of the troll clan. At this moment, he was full of resentment and kept cursing.

"I said a long time ago that you will be defeated by me, but you just don't believe it. You are really looking for your own death. No wonder others."

Zhao Lizheng sneered, his body moved suddenly, and he punched out with a punch. This punch contained a boundless and domineering punch, and blasted towards the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man saw Zhao Lizheng's punch coming towards him, a smirk appeared on his face. He flipped his wrist, and on his palm, a pitch-black spear appeared in his palm. This pitch-black spear, It is a magical weapon of the middle-grade spiritual weapon level.

He stabbed Zhao Lizheng's body with a gun.

"clang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the spear in the middle-aged man's hand pierced Zhao Lizheng's big golden hand. Suddenly, a violent wind spread out in all directions.

With one punch, Zhao Lizheng easily shattered the middle-grade spirit weapon level spear, and then, his other fist hit the middle-aged man's chest again.

The middle-aged man was blown away by Zhao Lizheng's punch, and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body hit the distant mountain heavily, turning that mountain into a pile of ruins.

"What a powerful force. What is the state of this guy? How could he have such a powerful force?"

In the void in the distance, many troll cultivators saw this scene, and they all couldn't help but exclaimed, their faces were full of unbelievable expressions.

(End of this chapter)