Chapter 267: Trick

"What the is this place!" said one of the islanders holding a Shinobi, looking at the three of Xiao Zimo.
"This is your burial place..." Qiu Zhenhui said with a grin and looked at their group.
"Huh! I'm not ashamed! We have the shadow stream of our island country, and Corrupt of country M. It's a joke that you three little furry kids want to kill us!" The island ninja holding a ninja When I heard Qiu Zhenhui's words, I couldn't help but laugh, and then looked at him and said with disdain, the words were full of contempt.
"Weak or not, you will know in a moment." Qiu Zhenhui showed a meaningful smile on his face.
"Humph! I'm enough to deal with the three of you!" The islander holding the Shinobi snorted coldly, and rushed towards Xiao Zimo and the others with the Shinobi.
"Give me..." Just as Li Jiaying and Xiao Zimo were about to make a move, Qiu Zhenhui stretched out his hand to stop them.
Cang!
The Qingxiao sword appeared in his hand, the blade was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed across the body of the sword, and it couldn't help but shoot at the islander who burst at them.
Zheng!
At the moment that island nation blocked the cold light from the Qingxiao sword, a clear sword rang.
Puff!
A red mark appeared on the neck of the islander, and his body couldn't help but pause in the air for a while before he slammed onto the ground. The head and body gradually split, and then the body gradually became transparent and finally disappeared.
"Yo yo yo! I was killed with one sword, so rubbish!" Qiu Zhenhui shook his head and said, then looked at a group of enemies on the opposite side.
Whoosh!
But as soon as Qiu Zhenhui's voice fell, Xiao Zimo behind him sprinted out, rushing towards the group of enemies at an extremely fast speed.
"Strength increased by 40 times!"
"Fire Fist!"
Xiao Zimo made a fist with his right hand, a group of fire fists wrapped his right hand, and then one by one big fire fists appeared on top of Xiao Zimo's head.
boom!
Following Xiao Zimo's fist, the fire fist above his head also swung out, falling in the middle of the group of enemies, making a sound that shook the earth.
"Fuck! When did he become so hanging!" After seeing Xiao Zimo's attack, Qiu Zhenhui and Li Jiaying couldn't help but said with a pair of eyes widened. They looked at each other, they all looked in each other's eyes. It's incredible.
hiss!
When seeing Xiao Zimo's strength, everyone around was sucking in cold air, and the eyes of the enemy looking at Xiao Zimo were full of fear without exception.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Xiao Zimo's eyes.
"There are powerful enemies!" Xiao Zimo stroked these three words in his heart.
Cang!
A sword sounded.
"ROOM-slaughterhouse!"
call out!
Before he could think about it, Xiao Zimo temporarily created an operation space and moved it away.
"Boy Mao, don't look down on others by relying on your own strength." After Xiao Zimo avoided the attack, a slow voice came over.
"En?" Xiao Zimo looked at the sound source and saw a middle-aged man with a bald head and a beard exactly like Chaplin appeared in front of Xiao Zimo.
call out!
Holding an unknown sword, he kept stroking the body of the sword with his left hand, glanced at Xiao Zimo, and said faintly: "Just because you, a cultivator of the seventh-star physique of the second heaven, want Killing our group of people is a bit delusional!" The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Zi and said lightly.
"No way, who told you islanders to be a bunch of rubbish!" Xiao Zimo said with a shrug.
"Baga!" A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, holding a thin sword, and stab Xiao Zimo at a tricky angle.
Cang!
Gui Cry appeared in Xiao Zimo's hands.
"One sword flow!" Xiao Zimo put the ghost crying horizontally on his chest.
Whoosh!
The feet burst from the spot as if they were spring-loaded, and rushed towards the middle-aged man.
Cang!
"Ihe!"
The blades of the two passed by in an instant.
"Lion... elegy..." Xiao Zimo's ghost cry was out of its sheath when it came out.
Cang!
I saw him slowly vomiting out four people, and the sound of Guiwai Sword being sheathed.
Cang!
The rapier of the middle-aged man suddenly broke into two pieces.
Puff!
A pillar of blood burst into the chest.
"Ah!" The middle-aged man screamed, covering the wound on his chest, turning around slowly, looking at Xiao Zimo viciously.
"You...your strength is only the second heavenly physique of Seven Stars, for...why is it so powerful..." The middle-aged man left a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, his face pained To say.
"I've said it, it's your island people who are in the first place. It's no wonder I am, the fact is like this. With all due respect, everyone here is rubbish..." Xiao Zimo shrugged and said.
puff!
When he heard Xiao Zimo's answer, the middle-aged man couldn't help but spit out old blood, widened his eyes, and then fell to the ground, but his body did not become transparent, proving that he was still alive, he just fainted. That's it.
"idiot!"
Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang!
When the dozens of islanders in the audience heard Xiao Zimo scold them, they all showed their weapons and looked at him angrily, as if there was some kind of deep hatred.
And many people in the M country here don’t know what Xiao Zimo is talking about~EbookFREE.me~Because Xiao Zimo just now speaks the island national language, they don’t understand at all, so there is no obvious action. On the contrary, when they saw the angry expressions of the islanders, they thought that Xiao Zimo was talking about them, and stood still and gave Xiao Zimo a thumbs up.
Qiu Zhenhui on the side looked at them with silly eyes when they gave Xiao Zimo a thumbs up, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, while Li Jiaying could not understand the island Mandarin, so Just stood there with a dazed expression.
"Very...good" Country M gave Xiao Zimo a thumbs up, and then said to Xiao Zimo.
Everyone covered their foreheads, silently cursing mentally handicapped in their hearts.
"The people of the island nation have never put you in their eyes. They just said secretly, except that you people of Country M are all except for your political axe." Xiao Zimo's face lifted up badly. Laughing, said to the group of M country supernatural powers.
"What!" When the group of supernaturalists heard Xiao Zimo's words, their faces also showed an angry expression, but it was not aimed at Xiao Zimo, but at the scum on the side. Island people.