As soon as Zhang Bo walked back to the viewing area, he was surrounded by many female disciples and ignored the matter for the time being.

Zhang Wuji's side can be described as a lot of pressure.

I don't know why, as soon as he came to power, he was hated by a large number of strong male compatriots, but some were still a little excited. It's really confusing.

The King of Proportions held his Xuantie rod in his arms, staring at Zhang Wuji's small body with contemptuous eyes.

"Please!"

Zhang Wuji took the lead in pulling out the sword at his waist.

Someone at the bottom said with contempt: "Just a garbage like him has the guts to draw a sword in front of our family's king of proportions!

"Heh, he's just a first-order quenching body, and it's wishful thinking to challenge the second-order king of quenching proportions!"

When Zhang Wuji heard these words, he couldn't help but tightly grapple with the sword in his hand.

His eyes were red, and a trace of murderous intent burst out.

"Boy, if your life is at stake, this seat won't make a move, so go on your own!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji took a deep breath.

The King of Proportions was also not polite, and before Zhang Wuji could finish taking a breath, he rushed over.

Raising the black iron rod, Cheng Taishan smashed it hard!

Zhang Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his sword to block it.

“dong~”

The sound of metal grinding was deafening.

"Philosophy!"

The King of Proportions took a step back, his hands were a little numb, and there was a hint of solemnity on his face.

"The second order of the quenching body is nothing more than that. ”

Zhang Wuji retreated directly to the edge of the ring before stopping steadily.

Suppressing the blood that almost spurted out of his mouth, Zhang Wuji said as if he was in general, and stubbornness appeared on his face.

"Fight!"

Zhang Wuji once again took the lead in rushing over.

However, he did not go toe-to-toe with the King of Proportions again, but relied on his nimble steps to move around the King of Proportions.

......

"Miss, you've been staring at that kid for a long time. ”

At the back of the crowd, in a small private room with a large family force.

A little maid chuckled at a girl dressed in a red shortcut hanfu.

"Don't you think it's handsome? But I don't think this kind of dirt bun from the countryside is worthy of Miss!"

"Xiaoxi, you say that again!"

Long Xian'er said slightly.

After saying that, he also pinched Xiaoxi's little belly.

"Ah, Miss don't, it hurts!"

The two daughters directly made a mess.

And this dragon fairy is the eighteenth princess of the dragon family.

He is also a disciple of this assessment.

Although Long Xian'er was still messing with Xiaoxi, part of her attention was still on Zhang Wuji's side.

There was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

............

On this side, Zhang Wuji is still fighting a tug-of-war with the King of Proportions.

However, the King of Proportions has already begun to fall into disadvantage, after all, it is not so easy to swing such a big black iron rod.

Tie Lao didn't want to help, but when Zhang Wuji's physical strength was exhausted, he would still send some strength to Zhang Wuji's body.

That's why Zhang Wuji is getting braver and braver the more he fights.

............

"Rub, it's dangerous!"

Zhang Bo retracted his consciousness and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He had nothing to do just now, so he used his divine sense to scan the entire Tianyue Sect, and it turned out that there were at least three powerful auras.

Frightened, he instantly regained his senses.

Two peaks of qi gathering, one can't be seen.

The latter is probably a strong person above the middle stage of Zhuandan.

With the current strength of Zhang Bo's divine sense, even a monk in the middle stage of Zhuan Dan can probe it.

But this strong man can actually resist his divine sense detection, and eighty percent of them are the head of the Tianyue Sect.

But the man probably didn't find out.

......

"Who?"

In a secret room, a middle-aged man opened his eyes suddenly, and if the Qinglian Fairy was here, he would definitely scream.

It is the head of the Tianyue Sect who is the person of the Heavenly Dao!

Chaotian Daoren's eyes narrowed slightly, he felt as if he was being watched just now.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Chaotian Dao stood up, and the divine consciousness at the peak of Zhuan Dan was just about to burst out......

"How's it going, how are you thinking about it?"

A black phantasm appeared behind the Heavenly Dao Man.

"Hmph, I don't need you to dictate to my Tianyue Sect. ”

"Excuse me, don't pretend, the only chance for you to break through the Infant Transformation Realm is this method, otherwise, with your injuries, at most ten years, you will definitely be burned by the fire of the Heavenly Tribulation......"

"Boom!"

Chaotian Dao Man stomped his feet, and a wave of spiritual power directly shattered the Illusory Shadow Array.

"Tru...... You...... Good... Self-...... Let's do it!"

The voice of the phantom was still wandering in his ears, and the Daoist frowned.

"Perhaps, he is right......"

............

"Whew...... Call...... Whew!"

The King of Proportions gasped and poked the black iron rod into the ground.

"Good chance!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up.

"Pick up!"

The huge power of qi and blood in his hands was all gathered on the sword.

Suddenly like a dazzling meteor smashed up and down!

The King of Proportions hurriedly raised his stick to resist, and used twelve points of strength!

He could see that this Zhang Wuji had used all his strength, and this blow was either you dead or I was dead!

"Boom!"

The entire ring was obscured by the dust that was kicked up.

No one could see what was inside.

"This ......"

The dragon fairy in the back stiffened slightly, frowning and staring at the ring.

......

"Brother, he'll be fine, right?"

Ling'er tugged at the corner of Zhang Bo's clothes and said a little nervously.

"This kid has a big life, so he definitely doesn't have any. ”

Zhang Bo pursed his lips and said indifferently.

In order to speed up the landing speed of the dust, Zhang Bo drove the true qi, which gathered into a breeze and blew directly into the ring.

"Hoo ......"