Seeing Xue Yi's expression of enjoyment, Qiao Yun couldn't help but look strange, and thought, could it be that the breath of this heavenly step is good for Xue Yi? Shaking his head, Qiao Yun no longer thought about it, since Xue Yi likes to stay in the center of the Buddha Bead, let it go, anyway, this Buddha Bead Qiao Yun didn't plan to take it out.

Ordinary people can't feel the heavenly step breath on this Buddha bead, it doesn't mean that the martial artist can't feel the coercion from it, so since he can't receive the ring, Qiao Yun plans to leave it in the villa instead of taking it with him every day. The value of a magic weapon of a mid-stage peak master of the Heavenly Rank is naturally immeasurable, so Qiao Yun's approach is also to avoid attracting the covetousness of others. The husband is not guilty, and Qiao Yun is naturally clear about the guilt.

Qiao Yun cultivated overnight, and constantly regained his consciousness for the time being, not to mention that in the western suburbs of Yanjing City, at the junction with Jiangbei Province, in the dark, a middle-aged man stood on a small hill, facing the autumn wind, looking in the direction of Yanjing.

The man's eyes were full of hatred, his hands were clenched, and he said silently in his heart: "Yaoyao, I will immediately kill that Zheng Hongtao with my own hands, and avenge your hatred!"

If you look around, under the hill behind the man, there are dozens of people standing densely, each of them is calm, looking at the man on the hill motionlessly.

The cool autumn breeze blew across the night sky, adding a strong sense of slaughter to the silence.

"Kill!" the middle-aged man's right hand suddenly raised and swung forward.

With the middle-aged man's order, the dozens of people behind him all moved, and everyone's movements were surprisingly synchronized, just in an instant. There was no more than half a figure left on the hill, only the autumn wind was left. Falling leaves.

There is a very well-known bar street in the north of the center of Yanjing City, and there is a famous bar in this street - the lights are bright and green. Ordinary people just know that this bar has the largest pomp and circumstance in the whole street. And the customers are the most popular, but only people on the road understand that the reason why this bar can have such pomp is because it is opened by Zheng Hongtao, the young gang leader of the largest gang in Yanjing City.

Zheng Hongtao's reputation, anyone who mixes on Yanjing Road, doesn't know which one doesn't know, and his father Zheng Wutian is a character who makes people talk about it. The well-deserved first brother on the Yanjing Road is no one who can compare with him in the dark road of Yanjing.

Tonight, the lights are as lively as ever. The house was full of seats, full of voices of staggering and people's laughter and scolding. Flickering lights shook on the dim dance floor, and people of all shapes and sizes shook their bodies wildly, releasing all the stress.

Looking away from the monitor, Zheng Hongtao shook the red wine glass in his left hand, took a sip slightly, did not turn back, and said, "You said someone was looking for me?"

Behind Zheng Hongtao stood a black-clothed bodyguard, who clenched his fists and said respectfully: "Yes." He said that he had something important to talk to Tao Shao about. ”

"Important!Jokes!There are so many people who want to talk to me about important things every day!" Zheng Hongtao snorted coldly, and then paused slightly, "Did he say what his name was?"

"No ......"

"My name is Qi Ze. A voice suddenly appeared in the room, startling Zheng Hongtao.

Look behind you. Zheng Hongtao saw at a glance that a big man appeared behind him at some point, and his bodyguard fell to the ground, motionless.

"You...... It's you!" Zheng Hongtao startled from his seat. The glass fell to the ground with a clatter, and there was a crisp sound of glass shattering.

The red wine cheapened Zheng Hongtao's pants. But he didn't care so much at the moment, but took two steps back slightly. His eyes were full of incredible colors, as if he had hit a ghost. But soon he calmed down, and his face couldn't help but be gloomy, "Qi Ze?!"

"I didn't expect you to remember me!" Qi Ze sneered, the hatred in his eyes was unconcealed, "That's right, I am Qi Ze!"

"Damn Kong Zhi, dare to lie to me and my father!" Zheng Hongtao said through gritted teeth, then looked at Qi Ze and said gloomily: "It's okay, let me personally end your life today, and then let the person surnamed Kong accompany you to the funeral!"

His eyes flashed slightly, from Zheng Hongtao's words, combined with the shock when Zheng Hongtao first saw him before, Qi Ze already had the answer in his heart, no wonder he has been living well all these years, it seems that thanks to Kong Zhi's help, he must have told Zheng Hongtao and Zheng Wutian that he was dead, which made the two of them free from worries.

While being grateful to Kong Zhi in his heart, the hatred in Qi Ze's eyes became even stronger, "Hehe, then we have to see if you have that ability! I didn't know what a martial artist was, so I couldn't assassinate you, but now ......?"

Zheng Hongtao, who was about to make a move without hesitation, suddenly stopped the movement in his hand after Qi Ze spoke, his eyes flashed slightly, but then his gaze became solemn.

I saw that before Qi Ze's words fell, the momentum on his body suddenly burst out, and he was a martial artist in the middle of the Yellow Order!

Before becoming a martial artist, Qi Ze never understood why he assassinated the seemingly weak Zheng Hongtao but did not succeed, and how Zheng Hongtao could burst out with the kind of power that could seriously injure himself. It wasn't until he became a martial artist that Qi Ze understood all this, and then thinking back on his past experience, Qi Ze knew that Zheng Hongtao at that time should not have become a martial artist, but stepped into the ranks of martial artists with half a foot, so he only seriously injured himself, but failed to kill himself with one palm.

Back then, he was like an ant in front of Zheng Hongtao, but now he is not what it used to be, and he has also become a martial artist, a martial artist with the same strength level as Zheng Hongtao!

Thinking in his heart, Qi Ze shook his right hand, and immediately there was an extra dagger in his hand, which was the one that Qi Ze used to assassinate Zheng Hongtao more than ten years ago. Clearly, today is the time to do it!

In one step, Qi Ze rushed towards Zheng Hongtao, and the cold dagger went straight to Zheng Hongtao's throat.

Snorted coldly, although he was shocked that Qi Ze had actually become a mid-Yellow Rank martial artist, Zheng Hongtao was not afraid of Qi Ze at all, he was also a mid-Yellow Rank martial artist, and he became a mid-Yellow Rank martial artist earlier than Qi Ze, and his cultivation was more stable.

Flickering to dodge the dagger, Zheng Hongtao slammed his palm towards Qi Ze's chest. In this way, the two fought in the monitoring room of the underground of the bar, and the people in the bar did not know what was happening in the underground of the bar, and they were still partying to their heart's content.

Half an hour has passed, Qi Ze and Zheng Hongtao are still inseparable, Zheng Hongtao's cultivation is more stable than Qi Ze's, so he has a slight upper hand, but Qi Ze has a dagger in his hand, and Zheng Hongtao is barehanded, so the two have been fighting for a long time and are not up and down, but fighting equally.

However, this is not a competition, but a battle of life and death with his life, Qi Ze is bent on killing Zheng Hongtao to avenge Xia Yao, Zheng Hongtao doesn't want to kill Qi Ze, who is still in the shadows, so both of them are ruthless, and all shots are killing moves.

As the fight lasted, the more frightened Zheng Hongtao became, and he also faintly felt a little anxious, although his cultivation was more stable than Qi Ze's, but he knew his own family affairs. In fact, Zheng Hongtao's physique was not suitable for martial arts, and the reason why he was able to reach his current strength was the result of Zheng Wutian's continuous accumulation of heavenly and earthly treasures and cultivation resources.

This is also why in more than ten years, Zheng Hongtao's strength has only improved so little, but in order to improve this little bit of strength, he doesn't know how many cultivation resources have been spent, if someone calculates, he will definitely be shocked by the huge amount of cultivation resources consumed, because these cultivation resources are enough for ten people to become martial artists in the early stage of the Xuan Rank!

In this regard, Zheng Wutian did not feel distressed at all, he only hoped that his son could improve his cultivation, get the attention of the Zhang family, and take over his Zheng family gang in the future.

However, the strength that has been forcibly piled up naturally has its flaws, and this flaw is the lack of stamina and the lack of lasting combat effectiveness. The strength forcibly piled up by its practical cultivation resources is like a balloon that has been forcibly blown up, with an empty appearance, and it can be dealt with when it encounters a lower strength, but in the face of a martial artist with the same strength, if it is entangled for a long time, its disadvantages will immediately appear.

And at this moment, Zheng Hongtao felt a burst of weakness in his body, and the strength of his whole body had a tendency to move slowly with his fists and feet, and he was in a hurry, if it continued to develop like this, he would definitely not be able to escape the poisonous hands of this Qi Ze today.

While wrestling with Qi Ze, Zheng Hongtao was thinking about countermeasures, his eyes kept flickering, and all of this was seen by Qi Ze, Qi Ze sneered in his heart, and even accelerated the speed of his shot, without giving Zheng Hongtao a chance to breathe.

Originally, Hua Ren wanted to follow Qi Ze to the bright wine and green bar, but he was categorically rejected by Qi Ze, the reason why he wanted to become a martial artist was that Qi Ze wanted to kill Zheng Hongtao with his own hands and avenge Xia Yao, but now that he was about to succeed, how could he give Zheng Hongtao any chance to fight back.

Originally, the two of them were fighting equally, but Zheng Hongtao's distracted strategy to deal with it suddenly slowed down, and Qi Ze sped up his speed, and after a muffled sound of "bang", Zheng Hongtao suddenly covered his right arm and took a few steps back, and his face immediately turned pale. I saw a bloody wound several inches long on his right arm, which could not be covered even if he covered it with his left hand, and the white bones were even exposed.

Seeing that Zheng Hongtao was injured, Qi Ze's gloomy gaze revealed a hint of joy, and he lifted the dagger again and threw himself towards Zheng Hongtao, about to put his hand under the dagger.

Just when Zheng Hongtao's eyes showed despair, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the room, "You dare!" (to be continued......