"You are seriously injured now, and our two True Yuan Realm masters are here, hehe, I really can't understand where you got your confidence. Zhao Lingfeng had calmed down at this time, especially after finding that Wang Zhuo had no helper, his mood relaxed, sat on the sofa, and said with a confident smile:

"I have to admire your courage, go alone, Wang Zhuo, you can't help but underestimate my Spirit Wind Sword Monarch. ”

"Elder Lingfeng, why do you spend so much time talking to him, just kill him. Zhao Shuheng said coldly.

Suffered too much humiliation on Wang Zhuo, now as long as he kills Wang Zhuo, he can become the young head of the Zhao family, how can he not be moved by such a temptation.

At this moment, there was only one sentence in his mind, as long as he killed Wang Zhuo, he would be the young head of the Zhao family.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shuheng couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and trembled slightly with the sword in his hand.

"Shuheng, don't be in a hurry, you must have the mentality that Mount Tai collapses in front and does not change color, others change here, but the difference between early death and late death. Zhao Lingfeng said lightly.

"Yes, Elder Lingfeng taught me. ”

When Zhao Shuheng heard this, he was relieved, and this is really the truth.

"You two really have big hearts, since I dare to appear here, I don't take you seriously. Wang Zhuo laughed, joking like watching a clown jumping beam.

"What a big breath!"

At this time, Zhao Lingfeng slapped the table, and suddenly the sword on the table was unsheathed in vain.

I saw a whistling sword qi resounding in the room, hovering in the air for a circle, leaving a beautiful arc, and then stabbing towards Wang Zhuo, this sword was as fast as the wind, difficult to catch with the naked eye, only I could feel the solemn breath in the room.

This move seems random, but it is Zhao Lingfeng's killer skill, the sword qi in the room is vertical and horizontal, and some furnishings are shattered by the sword qi, as if they have been swept by a tornado.

"Wind Sword Technique!"

Zhao Shuheng smiled proudly, looked at Wang Zhuo and showed a sneer: "This is my Zhao family's supreme swordsmanship, and Elder Lingfeng has practiced this set of swordsmanship perfectly, not to mention that you are seriously injured now, even if you are safe and sound, there are few people in the True Yuan Realm who can accept this set of swordsmanship of my Zhao family." ”

Zhao Lingfeng said: "Dying under my sword is not burying you." ”

The two of them had almost concluded that Wang Zhuo would soon die under the sword, and they didn't even bother to see what happened to him.

He has used this set of swordsmanship to defeat many famous people in the rivers and lakes, among which there are many masters of the True Yuan Realm, even if Wang Zhuo defeats Wen Da, but so what, after all, it is only the True Yuan Realm of the secular world, how can it be compared with the masters of the hidden door.

What's more, he is still injured.

Zhao Lingfeng thought so, and was determined to kill, but when he looked at Wang Zhuo, his fingers shook violently, and his eyes turned white, as if he had seen an alien.

But I saw Wang Zhuo stretch out his fingers, on his fingers, half an inch of golden light wrapped his fingers, a little in the air, and then his fingers pointed at the tip of the sword, and with a clang, he clamped his sword.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Lingfeng's eyes widened out of his sockets and shouted loudly.

This kind of means, even the head of the family can't do it so easily at the moment of his sword, which means that this person's spirit and spirit have reached an extremely high level, once fused, he will become an old boxing god-like figure.

Wang Zhuo in front of him is young, how can he have such a profound cultivation!

This has almost reached the level of the old boxing god.

"Elder Hidden Sect is at your level, it seems that Hidden Gate is not very good, I think highly of you. Wang Zhuo's fingers opened slightly, clamped the opponent's sword, and said with a slight disappointment.

This is the double cultivation of law and martial arts, and he has practiced divine thoughts, and he knows subtle changes well, although this wind sword technique is fast, but under the divine thoughts, there is no advantage at all, plus the vajra he cultivates is not bad, and the physical body is not ordinarily strong, except for the attack magic weapon like a knife embryo, other attacks, it is difficult to hurt him.

The spell has reached the realm of refining gods, the realm of martial arts true yuan, even the old fist god is in front of him, and Wang Zhuo is not afraid of a battle.

There is only one Zhao Lingfeng in front of him, which is not enough for him to see.

"Run, run now!"

Zhao Lingfeng's heart was in turmoil, and what else did he think in his heart.

Wang Zhuo in front of him was a seriously injured person, he was clearly an old boxing god-like giant, he was able to take his sword empty-handed, how could he be able to contend with him?

Thinking of this, he saw Zhao Shuheng, who was still in a daze, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, if it weren't for this waste, how could he face such a terrible character.

"What are you still doing in a daze, let's go together!"

Zhao Lingfeng shouted at Zhao Shuheng, Zhao Shuheng hurriedly raised his sword, but at this moment, Zhao Lingfeng didn't dare to stay, turned around and ran out of the window.

"You ......" Zhao Shuheng was directly stunned.

scolded in his head: "Fuck, you let me get on, but you escaped?"

Zhao Lingfeng obviously sold Zhao Shuheng, he can't care about his life or death now, he only hopes that Zhao Shuheng can stop Wang Zhuoyi for a moment and create a chance for him to escape.

Wang Zhuo sneered and opened his hand to split Zhao Shuheng.

Although the action was very casual, Zhao Shuheng was chopped off, his body slammed into the wall behind him, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Wang Zhuo didn't care about Zhao Shuheng, he glanced at Zhao Lingfeng, who had fled, and a sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"Since you came to kill me, you left like this, who are you and Wang Zhuo?"

With that, he turned into a phantom under his feet, like a shadow passing through the window in the dark night.

Zhao Lingfeng, who had just escaped from the window, felt the cold sweat on his back, only to feel a strong wind passing behind him, looked up at the front, and saw a young man looking at him indifferently.

Zhao Lingfeng only felt a shock in his heart, he knew that Zhao Shuheng couldn't stop Wang Zhuo, he only hoped that he could delay for a while, so that he would have a chance to escape, and the others had no hope for a long time, but he didn't expect Zhao Shuheng to be so useless, and he didn't expect Wang Zhuo to catch up so quickly.

Just as he was thinking about how to get out, Wang Zhuo heard a cheer in his ears.

"Fall!"

In the dark sky, a bolt of lightning fell and hit him, and immediately half of his body was paralyzed, and his body was in a hot pain, as if he had been roasted by fire, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Looking at Wang Zhuo pacing towards him, Zhao Lingfeng trembled with fright at the moment: "Fa ...... Martial Arts Double Cultivation, Master of the Divine Realm!"

Although he inquired about Wang Zhuo, in a short period of time, he did not have a clear understanding of Wang Zhuo's true strength, and he never dreamed that this young man who had always been despised by him would be so demonic.

True Yuan Realm Martial Arts Master, Refining Master, Refining God Realm Master......

Looking at Wang Zhuo, who was gradually approaching, Zhao Lingfeng was oppressed to the ground by that terrifying aura, trembling all over, his mouth trembled, and he looked at Wang Zhuo pleadingly:

"Spare me, please bypass me......"

(End of chapter)