At this time, Zhao Qing looked ferocious and sneered: "Boy, I will really play it for you this time!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Qing stepped forward and rushed forward. The steel knife was like the wind and its power was like a dragon, striking at Chen Zhao's neck like lightning.

Chen Zhao frowned slightly, as expected in this stormy world, human life is like a piece of grass.

Chen Zhao killed people because the other party was vicious, but Zhao Qing killed people because of his own heart.

No wonder when Nie Feng arrived in Wushuang City, he only saw the people's livelihood was in decline, not prosperity.

With such cruel people existing, the people of Wushuang City will naturally be in trouble.

“Since Wushuang City is so unscrupulous, it’s just the right time to take advantage of my wishes!”

Chen Zhao remained motionless. Seeing that the knife was about to reach his body, he lightly kicked him out. The second strike came first and kicked Zhao Qing into the air.

In the incredulous eyes of everyone, Zhao Qing's body moved seven or eight feet in the air and crashed in front of Dugu Ming and others.

And the steel knife flew out dozens of feet away, inserted into the tree, and the end of the knife came in.

"Poof!" Zhao Qing opened his mouth and blood spurted out.

"Zhao Qing." Dugu Ming's face changed slightly.

Amid everyone's shocked eyes, Zhao Qing vomited blood, twitched several times, suddenly moved, and passed out.
Chapter completed!