With the arrival of this old man, Zhang Xiaolin, the second leader of the Green Gang, all the warriors in the field felt a terrifying might.

This is a martial artist!

The strongest under the divine realm.

If the divine realm does not come out, Wuzun can do whatever he wants.

Now that this Qinggang Wuzun came, he didn't make a move, and the Wuzun stationed in Yanjing didn't notice it.

Lu Zhuo held the broken blade in his hand and flicked his fingers.

Sou!

Originally, when he heard his grandfather's voice, Zhang Xiangui thought that he could survive, but when he heard this wind, he felt a little weak in his legs and feet.

"Am I going to die here?!"

Zhang Xiangui was covered in a cold sweat, but the broken blade just grazed his head.

It turned out that this broken blade was headed towards the later Zhang Xiaolin.

"Humph!"

At this time, Zhang Xiaolin, the old man who had just stepped into the sky, snorted coldly, and reached out to grab the broken blade directly.

Bang dang!

Zhang Xiaolin casually threw the broken blade he caught on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Looking at Lu Zhuo's young appearance, a hint of discoloration flashed in Zhang Xiaolin's eyebrows, and he said coldly:

"Your Excellency is so capable!"

There is such a martial artist in charge of the family, but wherever it is, it is a force that cannot be ignored.

"This is over, where should my Shen family go. ”

Looking at the Yanjing people around him, after Zhang Xiaolin arrived, no one dared to laugh at the Qinggang, all of them were like frosted eggplants, and their eyebrows were furrowed.

Shen Wen felt a sense of urgency and unspeakable tightness in his chest.

Lu Zhuo and the Qing Gang were originally supposed to be the help of the Shen family, but now that they are fighting, they are still a picture of non-death.

Lu Zhuo lifted the broken sword in Zhang Xiangui's hand, and the broken sword came out of Zhang Xiangui's hand directly.

Sou!

With a casual throw, the broken sword was directly inserted into the locust tree a hundred meters away.

Lu Zhuo smiled faintly at this time:

"No matter how big your ability is, you Qinggang can't rob women, it's really a good ability. ”

Zhang Xiangui was unconvinced:

"This matter is personally decided by my grandfather and the head of the Shen family, how can I not count it?!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Xiangui screamed and was shot dozens of meters away.

Lu Zhuo snorted coldly and said:

"Adults talk, it's your turn to interject a little child?"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaolin did not move.

He was wearing a Taoist black robe, with the Qiankun Taiji diagram printed on the front and back, and the air around his body looked as if it was slightly distorted, but his whole person looked very peaceful.

This appearance, even if he is not cultivated, can be used as a god stick and ask for a good errand in many upper-class elites.

"Who are you from the Green Gang?"

"Zhang Xiaolin, the second leader of the Xia Qing Gang. ”

"What about that god realm of your Green Gang? It's better to let him come out directly. ”

"That Lord of the Divine Realm is a big man found by the Great Chief, how can you see it if you want to?"

Zhang Xiaolin snorted coldly.

The big leader of the Green Gang, Tianzong Wizard, has been traveling outside regardless of the mundane affairs of the Green Gang.

A few days ago, I told these people in the Green Gang that I had found a god realm to be the leader of the gang that the Green Gang had been vacant.

The Great Leader asked these people of the Green Gang to get ready to meet this God Realm Gang Master.

If it is someone else who lets other people be the leaders of the Green Gang, these people in the Green Gang are naturally not allowed, but they are in the realm of gods in the world.

There was still no opinion.

Zhang Xiaolin said coldly:

"I don't need the Qinggang God Realm to come out, I can kill you here!"

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaolin smiled disdainfully, slowly stretched out his hands, and his thin fingers flew up like art, producing incomparably beautiful and Dao tricks.

"Here comes the knife!"

With Zhang Xiaolin's burst of applause.

One after another true yuan and spiritual power converged in front of him, and strands of golden silk threads seemed to turn into substance, and finally condensed into a golden long knife that was four feet long and was held in Zhang Xiaolin's hand.

This blade is composed of golden threads, but it bursts like flames, and the blade is self-contained, with a vast momentum, as if it can cut off everything in the world.

And those people in Yanjing around him, sharp-eyed people saw this scene, and they were shocked and said:

"This is the Tibetan sword master's Tibetan sword technique two hundred years ago, which can condense the true yuan and spiritual power together into a long knife like a substance, it is said that it has long been lost, and the people of the Green Gang actually got such a true inheritance!"

When Zhang Xiaolin heard this, he was very proud.

He said lightly:

"My big leader of the Green Gang has read a lot of books, but he only hides the secret skills of the sword master, is this surprising?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaolin say this, everyone else looked in admiration.

If he didn't have this long knife, I'm afraid some people would think he was bragging.

But when the long knife of the Tibetan Sword Master came out, everyone knew that this Green Gang was really awesome.

"Boy, you hurt my Qing Gang! This matter can't be good, let's see the real kung fu under your hands!"

Zhang Xiaolin held the long knife of the Tibetan Knife Technique with both hands, and as soon as his body moved, he arrived in front of Lu Zhuo almost instantly, and there was an exclamation.

"Kill you! My Green Gang can be ashamed!" Zhang Xiaolin shouted at the same time as he waved his knife.

Whew!

With a volley in the air, Zhang Xiaolin didn't intend to give Lu Zhuo any time to react.

If Zhang Zhenyi stood in Lu Zhuo's place, I am afraid that he would not be able to move, and he would be split in half directly.

"Be careful!" exclaimed many people.

Lu Zhuo didn't resist hard, he directly hugged Shen Yan who was standing on the side, and jumped on top of a ten-meter-high floor next to him with a light tiptoe.

A knife missed, Zhang Xiaolin's expression changed slightly, and he didn't chase after him, but just stood proudly and shouted:

"What kind of hero is dodging and dodging! Dare to fight with me in an upright ?!!"

The onlookers around looked at each other with a puzzled expression.

You are the second leader of a youth gang, who has been practicing for more than 50 years, and now you are actually challenging a teenager like this.

If it weren't for seeing Lu Zhuo's ability with his own eyes, I'm afraid not many people would believe it.

Lu Zhuo put down the Shen Yan on his body, and said with a condescending smile:

That's what I mean. ”

Lu Zhuo took out a fragrant wood flute full of traces of age from the storage ring, this flute looked very ancient, at least with traces of hundreds of years.

As soon as this long flute came out, Zhang Xiaolin's expression suddenly changed greatly, as if there was some great horror in it.

"But not with me, but with 'him'. ”

Lu Zhuo raised the flute in his hand, and his words were full of disapproval:

"I haven't had a good chance to fit it, but you just came, let me try the effect of this magic weapon. ”

After speaking, Lu Zhuo gently blew the long flute in his hand.

The next moment, the mutation was steep.

In the sky, there was a sudden thunder sound, like the heavenly soldiers and generals beating drums in unison, as if there were countless armies gathered, and a vast aura spread all over the sky, and many people trembled, almost kneeling directly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A golden-armored giant in armor leaped from the sky.

This golden-armored giant is four feet tall, riding a winged heavenly horse under him, holding a Guan Gong broadsword, his body is filled with golden light, and his face is also shrouded in a layer of golden light, like a god.

"What the fuck is this?"

In front of him, Zhang Xiaolin, who was arrogant just now, holding a big knife, was already sweating profusely at the moment, and he was at a loss for what to do.

And Shen Yan looked at the young man who was standing with the flute, and he was stunned for a while.

(End of chapter)