Jingle Bell!

The two swords collided with each other with a crisp crashing sound.

In the ring, Zhao Liangyun's face was like ashes, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, constantly resisting Zhao Liangdong's attack. He stood on the edge of the ring with great difficulty, as if he would be knocked out at any moment, and when he looked at his feet, the tiger's jaw was cracked, and blood kept flowing out.

And Zhao Liangdong was holding the sword with one hand, looking extremely relaxed.

Obviously, Zhao Liangyun was not Zhao Liangdong's opponent at all, even if he was cultivating for ten years, he would not be able to defeat the other party.

Burst!

Zhao Liangyun finally failed to resist Zhao Liangdong's attack, and flew out with blood in his mouth.

Zhao Liangdong's strength shocked many people, you must know that he was not Zhao Liangyun's opponent before, but who would have thought that in less than a year, his cultivation would improve so rapidly, it was almost unbelievable.

People have no doubt that if Zhao Liangdong wants to kill Zhao Liangyun, he will definitely be able to kill him in one move.

"Big brother, I know that there is a guest in your house, let him come out! Otherwise, the position of patriarch will not fall into your hands at all. Zhao Liangdong let out a loud laugh, and his voice revealed absolute confidence and contempt.

"Mr. Zhou, please help me!"

Zhao Liangyun stood up with difficulty, and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Zhou?"

Everyone in the guest seat couldn't help but feel excited, there is indeed a loose cultivator surnamed Zhou in Fuyang County, that person is very strong, and it is said that he has the cultivation of the eighth-layer peak of the ghost king.

If Zhao Liangyun really invited Mr. Zhou, then it would be very difficult for Zhao Liangdong to become the patriarch of the Zhao family. Yes, it is said that Mr. Zhou's strength is second only to the county magistrate, and he can be said to be the first person in Fuyang County. This person has a free and easy temperament, and is not impressed by fame and fortune. Being able to invite him shows that Zhao Liangyun has something special in communication.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man in a black robe came slowly, only to see that he was about 1.75 meters tall, which was really not very tall. And his facial features are mediocre, this is definitely a public face that can't be noticed in the crowd, but he is such an ordinary-looking person, but he exudes an aura that makes everyone panic and depressed.

"I've seen Mr. Zhou!" Zhao Liangyun saluted.

Mr. Zhou smiled slightly: "Brother Zhao doesn't need to be polite, since I promised to help you, I naturally won't break my promise." ”

His voice was very flat, and he didn't look at Zhao Liangdong from beginning to end, although he only had the cultivation of the eighth-layer peak of the Ghost King, he still had absolute confidence in his strength. If this Zhao Liangdong entered the realm of the ghost king for many years, he might be jealous, but he was a monk at the level of a ghost general before.

Raising his cultivation to the realm of the Ghost King in a short period of time will inevitably make his foundation show signs of instability, and it is precisely because of this that Mr. Zhou will ignore his existence.

"Mr. Zhou's arrival really makes my Zhao family shine, and the old man is so polite. Zhao Yuntao walked over with a smile, to be honest, he once thought about asking Mr. Zhou to be the Zhao family's worship, but the other party was indifferent to fame and fortune, no matter what conditions he offered, the other party did not agree to him.

Zhao Yuntao didn't expect that his son and Mr. Zhou were friends, which was unexpected.

While Zhao Yuntao was surprised, the patriarchs of the other families were very envious, because they also wanted to invite Mr. Zhou, but the result was the same as the Zhao family. No one expected that Zhao Liangyun would invite the other party. This is not good news for them.

"Old man Zhao is serious. Mr. Zhou said politely.

Zhao Yuntao said: "Mr. Zhou, you are a real master, you can come forward to teach the dog, this is the glory of the dog, and I hope that Mr. Zhou can show mercy!"

"Father, do you really think he can beat me?" Zhao Liangdong was a little dissatisfied, after all, in his heart, he had become the patriarch of the Zhao family, but his father said this in front of all the famous people in Fuyang County, this was already a slap in the face!

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Yuntao shouted angrily: "Mr. Zhou has been famous for a long time, even if he is a father, he has to call him a senior, and your words like this are the biggest disrespect to Mr. Zhou." ”

No one wants to offend a strong person in the late stage of the ghost king, especially a lonely existence like Mr. Zhou. Let's just say that more than a hundred years ago, I think there were four major families in Fuyang County, and the strongest was the Zhang family, but the Zhang family offended a loose cultivator at the peak of the ghost king, and overnight, dozens of lives of the Zhang family were all killed.

"Old man Zhao doesn't need to be angry, I, Zhou, will help you educate him well. Mr. Zhou said lightly, and then flew directly to the ring.

Seeing Mr. Zhou and Zhao Liangdong fighting against each other, everyone at the scene held their breath, and everyone showed eager eyes. You must know that Mr. Zhou is a big man who has been famous in Fuyang County for a long time, and Zhao Liangdong's strength is also extraordinary.

"Let's shoot!" Mr. Zhou put one hand behind his back.

"Don't you have a weapon?" Zhao Liangdong's mouth rose, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He was a little angry, as a powerhouse at the peak of the ninth layer of the Ghost King, he was ignored by a monk of the eighth layer of the Ghost King, how could he not be angry?

Mr. Zhou chuckled: "To deal with you, you don't need to use weapons!"

"Die, pretend to be a force!"

Zhao Liangdong was furious, only to see his eyes condense, like a phantom disappearing in place in an instant, and the next moment, his long sword slashed directly at Mr. Zhou's chest.

"Not good!"

Mr. Zhou's face changed greatly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis came to his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly dodged. Rao was like this, but a blood mist bloomed on his shoulder, and then, Zizi's bloodied left arm fell to the ring with a dull landing sound.

Bang!

The voice was dull, but in everyone's hearts, it was like a bolt from the blue. No one expected that Mr. Zhou, who had been famous for a long time, would be cut off by Zhao Liangdong.

Incredible.

It's incredible.

No one expected that Zhao Liangdong's strength would be so strong, strong enough to crush a master like Mr. Zhou.

It's not just incredible, it's terrifying!

Just before people could react, the long sword in Zhao Liangdong's hand came out of his hand and directly pierced Mr. Zhou's chest, knocking him out and nailing him to the big tree in the distance.

"I'm not reconciled..."

Mr. Zhou almost vomited, and then his head turned away and he completely lost his breath.

He was a strong man, and he appeared in the form of a bull breaker, but he died here with this embarrassment and vulnerability.

It's not that Mr. Zhou is too weak, but that Zhao Liangdong is too strong.

"Who else is not convinced?" Zhao Liangdong looked around, with a smile in his eyes, not to mention that ordinary people, even the patriarchs of several major families did not dare to look at each other. Zhao Liangdong can easily kill Mr. Zhou, a long-known existence, which shows how terrifying his strength is.

For a while, there was not a trace of echo on the huge martial arts training ground, and the needle drop could be heard.

"Third child, your methods are a bit cruel!"

At this moment, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded.

(End of chapter)