"Turn me into an artifact?"

Yuan Feiyan still felt ridiculous when he heard it, but he was pinched by the neck and coughed violently when he laughed.

The people of the Yuan family did not dare to step forward, Zhao Qing was extremely fierce, and his entourage Wang Qi was also ruthless.

But no one would believe that Zhao Qing dared to touch the hearts of the Yuan family.

"Brother, admit defeat. Yuan Luoyu stood next to him, saw Yuan Feiyan was about to suffocate, and sighed and said to her.

"Luoyu, you have good martial arts, kill this untouchable, so that you can vent your evil anger!"

"Miss Luoyu, you have to be careful to point it, Wang Qi is spicy and destroys the flowers, don't blame me for not knowing the severity of the injury when the time comes!"

Wang Qi looked at Yuan Luoyu with bad intentions, Yuan Luoyu was slightly stunned, and when he saw the threat on Wang Qi's face, he pouted angrily.

"It's a piece of wood. ”

"You don't come to threaten the rain, two untouchables who ran out of the deep mountains and forests, one has no famous teacher to guide them, and the other does not have the background of my Yuan family's rivers and lakes, they hit me by mistake and surrendered me by brute force, do you think you are very proud and proud?" Feeling Zhao Qing's strength, Yuan Feiyan said angrily.

Zhao Qing shook his head, he admired Yuan Feiyan's self-confidence: "It's all here, you're still here, no one can save you!"

"Hehe, the master of the Yuan family will definitely strangle you, don't be complacent, persuade you to let me go obediently!"

The master of the Yuan family?

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Yuan Feiyan to still think about the background of the Yuan family, or better, he would know the tragic situation of the master of the Yuan family in a while.

"Oh no, young master, all the masters of Shizi Road are bleeding to death!"

The servant who broke in, because he was overly excited, walked coquettishly, and limped in.

When he saw Yuan Feiyan's neck and let Zhao Qing choke it, his eyes were stunned, and he thought he had seen it wrong.

"Young master, why were you choked, who is he, he actually choked you?"

"You just said that the masters of Shizilu are all dead?" Yuan Feiyan twitched, looking at the servant in disbelief.

"Yes, I've already brought the national hand. ”

In an instant, Zhao Qing's Heavenly Spirit Cover burst out with three golden bronzing palms.

The bronzing medal was shining, and it went straight to Zhao Qing's heavenly spirit to cover the door.

"Zhao Qing, you will definitely die today!"

Zhao Qing didn't move, letting the three chapters hit the Heavenly Spirit cover.

"Kill with one hit!"

The three gray-bearded national players seemed to have succeeded, and their eyes were full of smiles.

However, in the next moment, a terrifying wave of internal strength burst out from Zhao Qing's body, and he directly knocked the three national players to the ground.

The reason why the national players are called national players is that they not only combine the strengths of hundreds of martial arts and can flexibly deal with any opponent, but most importantly, they have also been certified by the royal family.

Is the Wuxiang Gong they learned enough to support the prestige of the royal national players, simulating the martial arts of any sect, and even being out of the blue.

However, the sneak attack of the three national players had an advantage, and they directly bombarded Zhao Qing's Tianling Gai.

According to their common sense, Zhao Qing at this time should have a bleeding from his mouth and nose and died violently on the spot.

It's just that the embarrassed hair, the broken meridians, these facts all tell them.

The stinky boy in front of him, motionless, just relied on internal force to shock the characters of the three national players out of internal injuries and directly turned them into waste.

The three national players carefully cultivated by the royal family were in the territory of the Yuan family, and they were shocked into ruins by a pariah with internal force.

Steward Yuan recovered his mind, he wanted to say that Zhao Qing was a royal person, but he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Am I looking at the legend, Zhao Qing used internal force to abolish the three national players?"

Yuan Luoyu was horrified, and her heart couldn't be calm anymore.

The internal strength of the three national players combined, to say the least, has hundreds of years of internal cultivation, and the three of them can even give birth to strange energy.

With this strong internal force move, Yuan Luoyu asked himself if he couldn't catch it, and he didn't have to distinguish the heavenly spirit cover.

Even if the top ten of the Gongmeng were invited, Yuan Luoyu didn't dare to say that they could catch the palm of the three masters.

Zhao Qing twisted his neck, like a nobody, he looked at the three national players who fell to the ground and spit out blood:

"Well, the head is very comfortable, but the strength is not enough, and it is not easy for the three of you, nearly a hundred years of internal force cultivation, just because of a Yuan family's waste dim sum, Sansan lost his cultivation, and he can't start all over again in this life. ”

"Y-Who are you?" the three national players were very unwilling.

They actually lost to a young man.

And it's the internal strength that the three of them are best at, three people can't kill a young man?

Yuan Fei was so angry that he couldn't escape Zhao Qing's control, but when he saw the three national players being shocked into fools by Zhao Qing, he couldn't stop the shock of Hao Hao Tang in his heart!

These three abolished national players are the third level designed by the Yuan family.

The three national players have experienced a hundred battles, and their advantage is that their internal strength is extremely high, and they have reached the point of reaching the peak.

When it comes to the difficulty of the level, the three national players are like a mountain.

Yuan Feiyan also felt that Yuan Feihong was making a big fuss, just one checkpoint on Shizi Road was enough for Zhao Qingjiu to die for a lifetime, so why bother to invite any national players.

His thinking is deep-rooted, Zhao Qing is nothing powerful, and inviting a national player is just a big fuss.

But now it seems that the three national players were defeated miserably, humiliated, and even ignorant.

"You are really powerful, but we are the national players of the royal family, you abolish us, and wait to accept the royal wrath!"

Zhao Qing smiled and didn't say a word.

In Zhao Qing's heart, the level is not at the same level, it is pure martial arts confrontation, and the strength of the three national players is also unsightly.

At least, Zhao Qing sees it like this, of course he doesn't care if it's royal or not.

Even if the royal family really came, Zhao Qing was also a royal person.

Zhao Qing did whatever he wanted, he grabbed Zhao Qing's neck and said:

"Now, I can say that your words are not just the water that was spilled, I said that if you take the water back, you have to lick it back!"

Yuan Feiyan felt the urgency of gradual oppression, and buried a terrifying and terrifying hatred.

He will not give in, only others will give in to him.

The Yuan family and the royal family are his backing, if he gives in, how can he still mix in Kyoto, years of pride tell him that he can't succumb to Zhao Qing's hands.

As long as Yuan Feihong comes, he will definitely make decisions for himself, and his father loves himself the most.

"Falling rain! Go and call my dad, the three national players have fallen, but my dad will definitely be able to clean him up!"

The Yuan family in Kyoto has twice as much family background as the sum of the Four Heavenly Kings Zhong Chen family.

Especially Yuan Feihong's martial arts foundation, Rao is Zhong Xuan, who is proficient in the left path of Qimen, and he can't even compare to half of him.

The Yuan family is in Kyoto, ranked second.

However, Yuan Feihong's martial arts attainments are extremely high, although there is a wide gap with the hundred fighters, but he is also the top master of the old-school school that the rivers and lakes miss.