Legend of Sword King

However, they did not attack Cheng Qing. Instead, they looked at him with fear and dread, fully focused on their defense, as if they were afraid that Chen Qing would turn around and kill them all the next moment.    

Cheng Qing's cultivation was only at the fifth level of the Xumi Stage. They had known this since day time, but they didn't dare to act rashly.    

Not to mention the possibility of it being hidden, the archers with eagles in their hands had already closed in on Zhong Yiming like ghosts, causing him to be unable to detect it.    

People knew their own worth. They weren't Zhong Yiming's match, so how could they have the qualifications to fight Cheng Qing?    

They were afraid, so they kept their guard up while retreating, pulling away from Cheng Qing. It was as if Cheng Qing was a god of ghosts.    

They did not even have the guts to stand beside Cheng Qing.    

The corner of Zhong Yiming's mouth twitched when he noticed the movements of his subordinates. His own people were afraid before the battle, so his face lost all of its splendor. Based on her usual violent nature, he might rush forward and chop these people into pieces.    

But now, he couldn't because Cheng Qing was standing in front of him.    

The lackeys didn't dare to act rashly, but how could he?    

From the instantaneous approach, to his sword piercing through the Glazed Light Armor, and then to his exquisite battle skill performance, all of this showed that this green-clothed youth in front of him was not as ordinary as he looked.    

The bleeding wound on his neck constantly reminded Zhong Yiming that if he dared to underestimate his opponent again, his life would be in danger.    

After all, Zhong Yiming still hadn't figured out how Cheng Qing got close to him.    

Did his opponent possess teleportation techniques?    

However, such a cultivation technique was extremely precious. It was a top-notch technique in the entire Western Paradise, only available in the imperial rooms!    

Could it be that this brat was someone from the imperial court? A prince?    

How was this possible?    

Zhong Yiming suddenly thought of many things. He even felt that he'd offended someone he shouldn't have.    

However, he was not afraid, because at this point, he no longer had a way out. Besides, he wouldn't be afraid. If he was so unintelligent and so useless, he wouldn't be able to hold the position of vice commander in the small pavilion.    

Zhong Yiming, who didn't dare to act rashly, quickly made up his mind after considering the situation.    

To defeat this mysterious youth in front of him, he had to first clearly see what kind of technique the other party's teleportation technique was. That was the thing that he was most afraid of.    

Therefore, Zhong Yiming immediately ordered his follower in a low voice, "A bunch of trash! What are you all standing there for?    

It was obvious that Zhong Yiming wanted to use the lives of his followers to test the depths of Cheng Qing's strength.    

The followers weren't idiots. Since they were able to cultivate to the Xumi Stage, their IQ was naturally above average. Thus, when everyone saw Zhong Yiming's appearance, they immediately knew what he was planning to do.    

After the order was given, no one acted like they usually did.    

They all looked at Wang Qi.    

Wang Qi's expression was unsettled.    

Including him, everyone was dissatisfied with Zhong Yiming. This wasn't just a day or two. There were also some who died while following Zhong Yiming out of the mission. That was because Zhong Yiming would never choose the action plan with the least casualties.    

Tonight, Wang Qi's dissatisfaction with Zhong Yiming had reached its peak. Just now, he had been itching to kill him.    

Therefore, Wang Qi did not move.    

Wang Qi did not move, and everyone else seemed to have found a reason not to die.    

This scene caused Zhong Yiming's eyes to nearly pop out of their sockets!