The other one is in the hands of Zhao Qiang, that is, the one that the Zhao family chooses to take now.

If Lu He and the others are killed, then the wealth on Lu He and the others will be able to make the strength of the Zhao family go to the next level.

Not to mention anything else, just those two high-grade spiritual weapons alone were enough to make the people of the Zhao family crazy.

Of course, they didn't know that Lu He and the others basically had one top-grade spirit weapon in their hands, among which Lu He had two top-grade spirit weapons in his hands, and Li Mengwei's body had two top-grade spirit weapons that surpassed the top-grade spirit weapons.

If they knew, then Zhao Qiang and the others would probably not choose to do it now, but would notify Zhao Qiang's younger brother, the only Purple Mansion Realm powerhouse of the Zhao family, to snatch it.

After all, a high-grade spiritual weapon can completely improve a person's strength by leaps and bounds.

And the best spiritual weapon, that is the Purple Mansion Realm and the powerhouses above the Purple Mansion Realm will be crazy about it.

At this time, the two boats were separated by a hundred meters, and Lu He and Zhao Zun were both standing in the void, looking at each other coldly.

But the difference is that Lu He's eyes are cold and flat, without the slightest wave, looking at Zhao Zun's gaze is like looking at a dead person, this is also the state that Lu He will enter once he decides to fight, without distractions, since he has decided to do it, he will not show mercy.

Lu He also heard what Zhao Qiang, the patriarch of the Zhao family, said just now, and he also knew that the Zhao Zun in front of him was cultivating a set of exercises that sounded very powerful.

But, so what?

Lu He's cultivation is not a lot at all!

"Today is your time of death!"

Zhao Zun's eyes were cold, and a flame like the lines on the armor seemed to rise in his eyes.

This is the whole characteristic of cultivating Huoyun Gong, as long as you use Huoyun Gong, your eyes will glow like flames.

Lu He sneered, didn't speak, and stabbed out directly with a sword.

Shout!

A sword qi essence shot out from the Xuanbing Sword in Lu He's hand, the purpose of this sword Lu He was just to test, he wanted to see how powerful this Huoyun Gong was.

In the face of this sword qi essence, Zhao Zun's expression remained unchanged, and he just gently picked it with the spear in his hand.

Rumble!

The flames flickered, and the sword qi stabbed out by Lu He was directly shattered by Zhao Zun with a spear.

In this process, Lu He's attention was on Zhao Zun's body, but he saw that Zhao Zun's breath remained unchanged, his blood and qi did not surge, and his breathing was as usual.

At this time, Lu He began to face Zhao Zun squarely, his sword qi, although he only had the strength of Yicheng, but after all, this was also the consummation of the Mortal Realm, and Lu He was still strengthened by the Mountain Temple several times, and his comprehensive strength was enough to compare to three or five Mortal Realm Consummation Monks.

According to common sense, even if a high-level monk of the Mortal Realm can catch this blow, it will definitely not be so easy and casual.

Obviously, Zhao Zun was not an ordinary high-level cultivator of the Mortal Realm, and his strength had only shown a little bit.

However, Lu He is not an ordinary mortal realm!

"If I say that I will kill you within three moves, I will definitely kill you within three moves!"

After the temptation, Lu He no longer left his hand, let out a loud cry in his mouth, and then directly stabbed out with a sword.

Roar!

A deafening dragon roar sounded, and an ice dragon flew out of Lu He's sword, rising in the wind, and growing to a length of tens of meters in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Lu He's figure also disappeared from the same place.

"Not good!"

In the distance, Zhao Qiang was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful!"

He never thought that Lu He's strength would be so powerful, incredible!

But at this time, even if he rushed into the field, he couldn't stop what should have happened.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Zun was shocked in his heart, a layer of fine sweat instantly appeared on his back, he drank violently in his mouth, and the flames soared up and down his body, and the flames completely enveloped his body.

Huoyungong!

From the spear in Zhao Zun's hand, a dazzling flame was emitted, and it rushed straight towards the ice dragon.

Roar!

The dragon's roar was deafening, and the ice dragon just breathed out, and directly dispersed the fire light emitted by Zhao Zun.

Zhao Zun was startled and shouted, "You can't kill me!"

Roar!

Accompanied by Zhao Zun's roar, a tiger roar sounded.

On the dragon boat, Jun Hei Prison couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, and the next moment, he saw a black giant tiger phantom with fire all over his body appearing.

After the black tiger phantom appeared, it directly crashed into the ice dragon's body, making a deafening sound, and disappeared with the ice dragon.

"Haha!"

"This is the Black Tiger sealed in my weapon, the descendant of the Ancient Demon Saint Black Flame Demon Tiger, just an ice dragon, what can I do?"

Zhao Zun laughed wildly, but at this moment, an extremely strong sense of crisis rose in his heart, as if he would return to the West Heaven in the next moment.

In my ears, it seemed that the roar of my family came out.

What are they yelling at?

Zhao Zun hurriedly turned around, but only saw an earth-shattering sword aura, and in that sword aura, he seemed to see the power of a Dao.

Shout!

Lu He swung the Xuanbing Sword in his hand into the air, shaking off the blood on it, and then grabbed Zhao Zun's head, shouting at Zhao Qiang and the others: "Zhao Zun is dead, if you surrender now, it's still too late!"

"Black Prison, get the gun!"

Lu He kicked the falling spear, and the spear shot at Jun Hei Prison like an off-string arrow.

Jun Hei Prison was ecstatic, and without saying a word, he flew forward, grabbed the spear, and after a closer look, he felt that the fire on the spear was compelling, which was suitable for him to use.

Jun Hei Prison knew that there would be a big battle next, so he didn't hesitate to put the dragon armor on his body.

"Zun'er!"

Looking at the bloody human head in Lu He's hand, Zhao Qiang cried and almost passed out.

"Old Seven!"

Zhao Zun's brothers were also furious at this time.

However, what they were most angry about was that the high-grade spiritual weapon that belonged to the Zhao family was actually held in the hands of Jun Heijiao.

"Kill, kill him, I'm going to cut him with a thousand knives, throw his body to feed the dogs, grab his soul, torture him day and night!"

Zhao Qiang's voice was full of anger and despair, in his vein, Zhao Zun, who had the most hope of becoming the Purple Mansion Realm, Zhao Zun, who he had high hopes for, died like this, in the future, what would he compare with his younger brother?

"Kill!"

After saying that, Zhao Qiang took out his weapon, which was a medium-grade spirit weapon spear, and rushed directly towards Lu He.

Behind him, the remaining sons of the Zhao family also followed, without the slightest hesitation, their eyes full of anger.

However, there is inevitably some responsibility in their hearts.

Zhao Zun is dead, then this high-grade spiritual weapon will definitely choose a master among them.