He could see that Yang Zheng had no martial arts at all, and he didn't even mobilize a large amount of true energy. He just used his powerful explosive power to shake him out.

Such a arrogant force made him feel absurdly illusion, as if he was not facing a person, but a beast in the forest.

He stared at Yang Zheng, secretly kneading his numb palms. At this time, he began to regret that he should not underestimate the enemy too much, so he stayed to test the other party's background.

Yang Zheng masked his face with a black cloth and his voice was low, "I want to invite you to a place to visit. If you don't want to die, just follow me obediently!"

After all, this place is an urban area. Although there are few pedestrians at night, if Wu Jinrong is killed on the spot, it will be difficult to deal with the body and will be discovered soon. At that time, when the news of his death comes out, he will no longer be able to pretend to be Wu Jinrong, so he can only take him hostage and leave first.

Under the moonlight, Wu Jinrong's eyes were cold, "Even with his brute force, he dared to kidnap me? Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"

As he said that, he waved his palm and the famous armor-breaking knife flew out from his fingers, wrapped in the cold white energy like moonlight. The killing intention was awe-inspiring, and roared towards Yang Zheng.

"Sha Polang..."

Yang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and instantly recognized that this was Wu Qi's unique skill. It seemed that Wu Jinrong realized his strength and did not dare to be arrogant, so he used his trump card as soon as he came up.

Seeing the long sword slashing, he did not dodge or dodge. With his palms, the blood-red phantom flashed by. The dragon blood sword that had been suppressed for a long time finally saw the light of heaven again. He was like a greedy and bloodthirsty poisonous snake, and rushed towards the blade.

The next moment, the sword energy was like a snake, entangled in agile manner on the snow-white sword, tightly stalking it in mid-air. The armor-breaking knife was extremely spiritual. It was aware of the terrible crisis and trembled violently, trying to get rid of the entanglement, but it was futile.

Click, click...

The Dragon Blood Sword entered the blade and slammed it into pieces, turning it into pieces of iron, falling to the ground. As for the sword spirit, it was sucked by the sword spirit and became nutrients. Its blood-colored light became more and more red and looked very gloomy in the night.

"this……"

Wu Jinrong was stunned and was so shocked that he forgot to feel distressed. He could not imagine that his ancestors' armor-breaking knife killed countless people and was the most famous sword in the world. At this moment, he was easily broken by a sword and turned into scrap metal, which was so unbearable.

That blood-colored sword is so terrifying!

He couldn't help but tremble all over, realizing that death was approaching, all his confidence disappeared. His most powerful life-saving skill was the Killing Wolf Sword Technique, but now that the sword was gone, how could he match the blood sword?

He retreated step by step, trying to take the opportunity to slip away. However, a brutal and violent aura burst out from Yang Zheng, firmly locking his body. The pressure made him frightened, his whole body was cold, and he felt desperate from his own birth.

"I understand, you are Yang Zheng. The reason why I assassinated me is to avenge my revenge during the day."

During the winter test, Yang Zheng used this dragon blood sword in public to destroy Tian Ze's famous sword, and Wu Jinrong also witnessed it with his own eyes. Therefore, after seeing the appearance of the dragon blood sword, he guessed Yang Zheng's identity.

Yang Zheng sneered and took off his cover, "You are secretly gathering your golden body, and want to use this to hold on and escape from this street and alley, thinking I can't see it? I want to see if Wei Wuzu's unique skills can survive my move!"

On the day of the winter test, Yang Xuan had fought with Wu Jinrong once. At that time, Wu Jinrong used the Golden Body to defeat him. Yang Xuan did not fight hard at first, but dragged him to exhaustion, and then used the Dragon Claw Hand to break through the Golden Body with one blow.

Yang Xuan can win with one move, why can't Yang Zheng?

After saying that, he poked out his palm, and the pure dragon energy surged out from his palm, bursting out brilliant golden light, which was extremely dazzling in the night, making the streets and alleys bright. He imitated Yang Xuan's tricks and formed into an eagle claw shape. With the blessing of the dragon energy, it was like a real dragon claw, exuding terrible majesty.

Against the golden light, Wu Jinrong's face was bloodless and he couldn't help but exclaim: "You...how could you use Yang Xuan's tricks!"

The same dragon claws and the same dragon power are exactly the same as the scene in Dongshi. For Wu Jinrong, it is like a nightmare repeat.

Yang Zheng was afraid of being caught, so he was unwilling to waste time here. He quickly moved forward and blasted out the real dragon claw mark, holding the rolling dragon power, crushing Wu Jinrong head-on.

Wu Jinrong's situation at this moment is much better than when he was fighting against Yang Xuan. Because Yang Zheng did not consume his physical strength first like Yang Xuan, and he did not break his golden body. This time he was more superb and tough and harder, and it was even more difficult to break.

However, Yang Zheng is not Yang Xuan either. He has entered the fourth realm. Just comparing the realm of cultivation is stronger than Yang Xuan. What's more, because even he doesn't know about it, his dragon soul dominance body is far stronger than Yang Xuan.

It's far stronger than that.

In front of his dragon claws, the golden body was even more vulnerable. It was swallowed by the tide of golden light and suddenly hit the wall, crashing along with the wall.

When the golden light dissipated, Wu Jinrong fell on the pile of soil and completely fainted.

Seeing this, Yang Zheng smiled faintly, "Even Yang Xuan is not my opponent, how could you escape from my palm?"

He walked over, carried Wu Jinrong to his shoulders, and quietly left the place.

Under the perception of divine thoughts, he avoided pedestrians all the way, confirmed that he had not been followed, and returned to his home.

When Wu Jinrong was awakened by cold water, he was tied up and locked up in a dark and cold cellar.

Yang Zheng sat in the shadow not far away, watching him slowly open his eyes, and said, "My patience is limited, I only give you one day. If you don't write down the Sha Polang and the Bu Po Golden Body, you will be worse than death."

While he was in a coma, Yang Zheng searched his body, but he did not carry these two skills with him.

Think about it, because they have already practiced the method of success, why do they still have to carry secret books with them?

Wu Jinrong was both heartbroken and roared in horror, "Yang Zheng, you know very well the price of kidnapping me! I am a descendant of Wu Qi of Wei, or a guest of the Sima family. You can't afford to offend me! When they know, they will definitely..."

What he said was nothing more than some intimidating words. If you wanted to shock Yang Zheng, how could Yang Zheng care? He interrupted coldly, "I don't want to repeat the same words again. You have taken the poison. Do you want to survive? Do you think about it!"

As he said that, he flicked his finger and cut off the rope on Wu Jinrong's body.

Hearing the word "poison", Wu Jinrong's final fantasy was shattered and he collapsed on the ground. In order to survive, he had to submit.

"I wrote……"

He had already prepared paper and pen next to him. He had a strong desire to survive, and he was very flirting with the pen and writing the formulas of the two martial arts in a row. Four hours later, he finally finished writing, waiting for Yang Zheng to come and pick it up.
Chapter completed!