As soon as the opponent's figure left the ground, Zuo Feihua's two steel pillar-like legs instantly rose off the ground, like a bullet out of the chamber.

In an instant, Zuo Feihua's legs flew upwards one after another, four four and one sixteen legs, like half of the fan that had been unfolded, covering Zhao Dabao's front, back, left and right directions.

Facing the white-haired dragon girl's attack from the bottom up, Zhao Dabao moved his feet in the air eight times like butterflies wearing flowers in his slightly approving gaze.

Every time he moved in the air, the soles of his feet were very skillfully struck on the intersection of Zuo Feihua's legs.

With the huge force on the dragon's head crutch, and with the addition of Zuo Feihua's fan surface sixteen legs, Zhao Dabao's hands had already left the dragon head monster.

In the eight taps on the soles of his feet, Zhao Dabao's figure was like a white cloud constantly rising.

At the same time, due to the accurate tapping of the soles of her feet eight times, the white-haired dragon girl's soaring figure was pressed back to the ground again.

When Zhao Dabao's figure soared to the highest point, his palms moved like a stroke, and his body actually spun in the air.

With each rotation, the hands and feet interact with each other, and the white energy is like a falling leaf on an autumn day with the combination of both hands and feet.

One rotation, eight combos, three rotations, twenty-four combos, and endless attacks had already shrouded the white-haired dragon girl's head with a layer of white canopy, which was quickly pressed down like a mountain collapsing.

With a crisp burst, the white-haired dragon girl's eyes widened angrily, and her hands tightly grasped the dragon's head, smashing upwards again and again like a giant spirit splitting a mountain.

The continuous iron-like explosion of "clang" continued to come out, and the dragon head made of stainless steel actually made the sound of a substantial collision of utensils in the white energy like a mountain.

With each blow, the white-haired dragon girl's feet sank into the hard ground by one centimeter.

Twenty-four's blow actually sank the white-haired dragon girl's feet to the ankle position.

The momentary hand-to-hand fight made Zuo Feihua feel the energy in his chest tumbling and surging, and a feeling of suffocation with a trace of pain came to his heart.

She knew that in this short fight, her internal organs had already been slightly damaged.

The opponent was empty-handed, he was using a weapon, and in this case he was slightly injured, so it can be seen that he is not the opponent of this treasure at all.

For the fight in front of the door, as the patriarch of the Tu family, the land is clear.

Although the patriarch of the Tu clan was not a cultivator, he still had vision.

Judging from the battle between Pu Shi, the number one worship of the family has fallen greatly, and if it is carried out like this, it will be a matter of time before it loses.

At the same time, the worship of the family's strength and the fact that Zhao Dabao was blown away by Zhao Dabao's palm also spread.

Combined with the destruction of the headquarters of Star City and Tuyuan Real Estate Group, the patriarch of the Tu family knew that if the current situation was not handled well, the danger of the destruction of the Tu family's courtyard would be greatly enhanced.

The destruction of the headquarters of Star City and Tuyuan Real Estate Group has already slapped the face of the Tu family.

If the Tu family's courtyard is destroyed again, the face of the Tu family will not be beaten, but will have no face.

Thinking of this, the patriarch of the Tu clan took a deep breath and shouted:

"This Mr. Baoye, as the patriarch of the Tu family, I have something to say here. ”

Looking up at the patriarch of the Tu family on the corner tower on the second floor, Zhao Dabao's face was indifferent, meaning that you continued.

Zhao Dabao, this kid, also knows that the Tu family has been hurt and wants to use some negotiation methods.

It doesn't matter, as long as you achieve your own pretense, oh, wrong, as long as you achieve the purpose of doing the right thing for heaven, that's fine.

"Master Bao, do you think it's good to do this? I also heard the conditions you put forward just now, so take your battle with Zuo Fengfeng as the standard. If Bao Ye wins, our Zuo family will agree to Bao Ye's request, how about it?"

The land thinks very clearly, and this statement is just a stopgap measure. The victory of Zuo Feihua is relatively small, and the final result of this battle is likely to be the victory of this treasure who came to the door.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you stabilize this treasure master and don't destroy the Tujia courtyard first, it will be considered a success.

Afterwards, you can quickly contact the Sha family, with the strength of the Sha family's first worship, plus the Hanging Mountain of the Ancient Martial Sect behind it, can't you still cure this treasure master?

After restraining this treasure, the conditions agreed at this time must not be renegotiated.

Therefore, the old fox of any family is not a vegetarian, and in this short period of time, the patriarch of the Tu clan has already come up with a countermeasure.

Hearing the suggestion of the patriarch of the Tu family, Zhao Dabao didn't think much about it in his heart.

He came to the door today, first, because of Zhao Xiaoying's incident, which made him very angry, and second, he wanted to take this opportunity to make trouble and put an end to what happened on Daxing Street.

As for how far to fight?

Of course, I fought until I was satisfied.

So far, Xiaoying's anger has also disappeared by sixty or seventy percent, so when the land made this suggestion, Zhao Dabao nodded in agreement.

Regarding the careful thinking of the patriarch of the Tu family, Zhao Dabao didn't want to guess, and there was no need to guess.

In the face of absolute strength, all intrigues and tricks are paper tigers. Once something doesn't go your way, push it sideways and it's all right, do you need to guess?

Zuo Feihua, as the first offering of the Tu family for decades, of course understands the meaning of the proposal of the land.

And she also knew that in this case, she couldn't resist this treasure.

It's better to take a step back, contact the senior brother of the Sha family, and then make a calculation.

After all, behind him, there is not only a senior brother, but also a powerful teacher.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feihua's white face was full of solemnity:

"Bao Ye, let's decide the winner with one move, what do you think?"

The white-haired dragon girl thought very clearly, and the result of the battle was inevitably her own defeat.

It's better to decide the winner with one move, and maybe there is a chance of winning.

After Zhao Dabao agreed, Zuo Feihua stepped on the ground with his left foot, and his body rose into the air.

Like a flying falcon, its feet kicked each other in a row, and more than a dozen internal forces came out vigorously.

In the process of moving forward, the dragon's head crutch came out of his hand, like an evil dragon, more like a black python, shaking his head and tail and slamming into Zhao Dabao's chest.

In the fluttering white hair, Zuo Feihua's left hand was spread to the left, showing a misty mist. In the mist, five sharp winds like cones, like five bullets out of the chamber, accurately critiqued Zhao Dabao's chest and abdomen in five large acupoints.

The right hand turns into a fist, and all the internal strength of the whole body completely explodes when the right fist is struck, and one punch is decided.

It can be said that at this moment, leg kicks, cane punches, finger winds, and punch explosions are mixed together and fused together, completely bursting out with the strongest blow of the white-haired dragon girl.

But listening to the strange laughter of "hehe", Zhao Dabao's figure suddenly leaked six steps, but suddenly returned, as if he had not left his position for half a step, bringing out the afterimage of the Dao.

And in this retreat, the body shape changes, the body moves together, and the six figures that are conjured up are illusory and real. Each figure slapped three palms at the white-haired dragon girl, the right palm was connected to the left palm, the left palm pushed the right palm, the palm was linked, the fingers were formed into a wind, connected into a line, and gathered into a piece.

In an instant, the twelve palm fingers formed a palm ocean finger sea, like the angry waves rushing for thousands of miles, the rising tide, and the wild rush to Zuo Feihua's leg attack and finger attack.

Nine turns of internal energy surging in his body, Zhao Dabao stomped on the ground with both feet, and his body took a step forward.

As his body approached, Zhao Dabao's left hand changed into a palm, and the void space slapped towards the head of the white-haired dragon girl Zuo Feihua. Nine turns of internal energy burst out, from left to right, from top to bottom instantly hit twelve palms, flashing in an instant, quickly interspersed, a piece of hazy palm shadows, like a psychedelic flying flowers, endless from all directions to the opponent's head cover.

And in the misty palm shadow, a dragon head faintly flashed.

I saw the dragon's mouth wide open, and he grabbed the attacking dragon head crutch in one bite, and with a weird twist and turn, the dragon head crutch actually changed the direction of the attack, and violently collided with Zuo Feihua.

When the dragon's head crutch reversed the direction of the attack, the chain of twelve palms of Zhao Dabao's left palm was like a sudden tornado, and Zuo Feihua's full force punch became swaying from side to side.

When the strong wind disappeared, her full force was like the sky after a rainstorm had passed—incomparably clear.

The stormy collision with each other drove the dust in front of the Tushi courtyard and exploded again and again.

In a cloud of dust, Zuo Feihua's dragon head had reached the chest of the white-haired dragon girl.

At this time, when Zuo Feihua's old power had just gone and the new force was not born, she felt that it was impossible to take over her dragon head crutches.

In desperation, Zuo Feihua clasped his hands together and clamped the dragon's head, trying to stabilize the crutches in the attack.

However, the idea is beautiful, and the reality is skinny.

The huge momentum generated on the dragon's head crutch was like a Mercedes-Benz truck, hitting her backwards again and again.

As Zuo Feihua retreated again and again, the blood in her mouth continued to spurt out, which was an instant display of strength hurting her lungs.

The power on the dragon's head crutch was not only originally exerted by Zuo Feihua, but also the additional power that Zhao Dabao added to the crutch again.

The sum of the two is so powerful that the white-haired dragon girl can't compete with it at all.

When Zuo Feihua began to retreat, Zhao Dabao's left palm transformed into a sharp cone. In the surging palm wind, it poked out violently, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, like a wild dragon stretching out its claws. The meteor swayed like a slamming white-haired dragon girl's forehead.

This cone, not to mention the white-haired dragon girl after being injured, even if she was in her heyday, she may not be able to take it down.

At this moment, Zuo Feihua knew that if this cone was realized, even if he didn't fall, serious injuries would inevitably be inevitable.

In deep fear, the white-haired dragon girl shouted:

"I throw in the towel!"

With this shout of admitting defeat, Zhao Dabao retracted the attack without the slightest delay.

Because the fight with the white-haired dragon girl is a contest and a gamble, so in the case of the other party admitting defeat, it is customary to stop at the point.

Although Zuo Feihua is the first worship of the Tu family, the reason for the grievance with Zhao Dabao comes from the Tu family, so Zhao Dabao is not ready to kill the killer.

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