Chapter 354: Idol, Mr. Clown

However, Xiao Zheng stood motionless like a mountain, his face breaking into a sneer, "Playing with knives with Laozi? You're still green."

After speaking, he pushed off the ground with both feet, leaped up, and swung his katana in a swift, half-moon arc, faster than lightning.

"What?"

"Impossible!"

Hiss...

Xiao Zheng, holding his katana horizontally, steady landed on the ground, the blade unstained by blood.

Behind him, several black-clad bodyguards gripped their necks in disbelief, yet couldn't stop the blood from spurting.

All of them stared straight at Xiao Zheng, marveling at his swift swordplay, all beaten by a single move...

"Thud thud thud..."

The bodyguards fell one after another, their eyes wide open in terror, still unable to comprehend why Xiao Zheng's blade was so fast even in death.

As the blood flowed freely, it stained the entire floor red, seeping into the cracks and fuming.

"Huh?"