Two years had passed, and he had grown up. He was no longer as insignificant as before.
He didn't use any spiritual power, but just the strength of his body. The steel knife slashed into the dark Mark fiend God guards. It was like a god of Slaughter had descended. He would kill any God that stood in his way.
Wherever they passed, they would kill their way out.
No one could block his blade. As he killed more and more people, he saved more and more people. More and more Warriors gathered behind him and charged with him.
The commotion grew bigger and bigger, attracting the attention of the powerhouses from Zhou.
One of the experts saw Zheng Qing's performance. His expression was ferocious as he sneered,"it's a fight between trapped beasts!"
Shua!
The next second, he turned into a shadow and rushed up quickly. His target was Zheng Qing.