The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Yeah! Be careful, sir!"

Zhao Zhi exclaimed.

"Boy, this blade is so evil!"

Donghai Yiqi said coldly.

"It's really evil."

Yang Zheng smiled indifferently, and did not raise his hand to stop him, letting the strange-colored knife stab.

"Ziz!"

Just when the strange-colored sword was about to stab him in front of his eyebrows, he saw lightning flashing, and around Yang Zheng's body, the power of thunder exploded instantly, forming a real thunderbolt, wrapping the strange-colored sword, blocking the assassination of the strange-colored knife!

"boom!"

Almost at the same time, right above the Pingyuan Monarch's Mansion, a thunderbolt banged loudly, and a thick lightning burst down into the air, hitting directly above the house where Yang Zheng and the others were, and even above the top of Yang Zheng's head!

This strange-colored knife can actually attract the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!

interesting!

Yang Zheng had a curious look on his face. Originally, he had some doubts that Zhao Qi had touted the knife too much. Now, it seems that this knife is indeed very evil, and it is powerful enough. At least the material of this knife is definitely not good for Jiuyou Lei Dao. Underneath, it can even be faintly comparable to the tiger soul!

Moreover, this knife can also attract the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!

"Does this knife have a name?"

Yang Zheng grabbed his right hand and grabbed the strange-colored knife wrapped by the power of thunder into his hand. When he started, the strange-colored knife suddenly changed. The color is pure white as snow, and under the snow, the lightning flashes, and in the delicate and glamorous, there is an extremely terrifying power hidden!

"This knife is called Divine Retribution!"

Zhao Qi's great-grandfather, Zhao Meng, said in a low voice.

Um?

God **** it!

Yang Zheng's eyes flashed brightly, and then his complexion changed slightly, because he saw Zhao Meng's face showing pain!

The strange power in Zhao Meng's body is frantically eroding Zhao Meng's body, disrupting Zhao Meng's thick real essence, so violent that the real essence backfires!

Sure enough, just like what Zhao Qi said before, the name of this knife cannot be said casually!

As soon as you say it, you will suffer!

The scourge of the gods, this sword is actually called the scourge, what level of magic weapon will it be?

Immediately, Yang Zheng raised his left hand, and the yin and yang shot out, sending it into Zhao Meng's body to dissolve that strange force. At the same time, he communicated with the Evil Emperor System to let the Evil Emperor System identify this strange short blade of divine condemnation.

"Huh? The power of the curse in my body turned out to be..."

Zhao Meng felt the changes in his body, and the pain was relieved a lot in an instant. He looked at Yang Zheng in disbelief.

"Sir, can you resolve the power of the curse in Grandpa's body?"

Zhao Qi also exclaimed.

"It turns out that Zhao Shen will be troubled by this strange power."

On the side, Zhao Zhi whispered.

Zhao Meng, in the Zhao Dynasty, was not an ordinary prince, but a generation of divine generals. He once suppressed 100,000 barbarian elites in the Battle of Beimang Liubo and was named a barbarian general. However, decades ago, this **** general suddenly disbanded and returned to the field, and has rarely appeared in the eyes of the world since then.

There are a lot of speculations outside, some say that the power is high, and the emperor has forcibly seized the tiger talisman and deprived him of his power, and some say that he retired in order to cultivate a higher realm. Now, Zhao Zhi understood that this generation of savage generals was troubled and tortured by the power of the curse!

"This power is extremely strange."

Yang Zheng shot out another yin and yang energy, forcibly pulling the strange power out of Zhao Meng's body. If he wanted to completely dissolve it in a short period of time, the yin and yang energy could not be achieved, so he could only peel it off like this. This strange power, he let the evil emperor system to analyze.

"puff!"

The power of the curse was stripped from Zhao Meng's body, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned out to be jet-black, like ink, very strange!

"Grandpa!"

Zhao Qi exclaimed and stepped forward to support him.

"I'm fine. The power of the curse has been completely eliminated. Although a lot of true essence has been damaged, the root of the disease can be removed and it can be recovered after practicing for a while. Sir, Zhao Meng would like to thank you sir for your help!"

Zhao Meng opened his mouth and bowed to Yang Zheng.

"It's the reward for this knife."

Yang Zheng nodded slightly.

Got a strange soldier to help this old man drive out the power of the curse, and we owe each other nothing.

"Thank you sir!"

Zhao Qi also bowed to Yang Zheng.

At this moment, he already knew in his heart that it was impossible to put forward other conditions. He originally wanted Yang Zheng to accept him as his apprentice, but now that Yang Zheng has cured his grandfather's illness, it is a shocking joy.

As long as the grandfather is there, then the Pingyuan Palace will not decline!

"I'll go outside and try this knife."

Yang Zheng nodded to Zhao Meng and Zhao Qi and walked out.

"Boy, wait for me!"

Donghai Yiqi shouted and quickly followed.

"I'll go as well!"

Zhao Zhi also chased out, and the two Heavenly Sword messengers naturally wouldn't stop, and they all followed.

in the courtyard.

"boom!"

Yang Zheng waved his knife casually, and a thunderous thunder rang out!

"Come again!"

Another wave!

"boom!"

Thunder again!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

So, Yang Zheng waved again and again, and every time he waved the knife, thunder would fall from the sky, and within a few meters, it was covered by the majestic thunder force. Others dared not approach at all. !

And these thunder powers are not the power of thunder in Yang Zheng's body, but the short blade in his hand!

Every thunder that this attracts is the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!

"Haha! This knife, except for the power of the curse, is definitely a divine knife! The power of thunder alone is even more than the Nine Serenity Thunder Sword!"

Yang Zheng couldn't help but burst into laughter, he understood why this sword was called the divine scourge, because with a random swing, it could attract the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was usually the power of divine scourge!

The thunder attribute of this sword is even above Shenxiao Xuanyuan Sword, above Jiuyou Thunder Sword, and above Hell Thunder Sword!

This scourge blade is like a mutated super thunder pool!

However, to use this knife, you must pay the price, that is, the power of the curse erodes the flesh~body!

This is a big shortcoming, but for Yang Zheng, his body is extremely powerful, so this shortcoming is nothing. He is very curious now, where did Zhao Meng get this blade of scourge, and this blade is for him, just like the God of Thunder is alive, and in his hand, is the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, bombarding down from the Nine Heavens!

This thing is even more domineering than Daomen's "Shenxiao Thunder Sword Art"!

"Zhao Xie, where did this knife come from?"

Seeing Zhao Meng come out, Yang Zheng asked.

"This sword was obtained from a barbarian high priest during the Beimang Liubo battle."

Zhao Meng whispered, as if recalling the battle that year.

"Land of Beimang, barbarian high priest..."

Yang Zheng nodded lightly, having an idea in his heart. ..