At the door of the innermost box on the top floor, Zhao Baliang stood here and watched for a while, and there was a small plaque on the door, Qingfeng Pavilion.

Zhao Baliang smiled, this club is interesting, in this huge space on the top floor, there are only five boxes in total, and there is a small plaque on the door of each room, and each box has a vassal and elegant name.

Zhao Baliang shook his head and chuckled, and then without hesitation, he directly pushed open the door and walked in.

It's just that as soon as he took a step, a strong wind came towards him, and a flickering black shadow in mid-air smashed towards the top of Zhao Baliang's head!

Zhao Baliang raised his eyebrows, smiled, and took another step forward without dodging, not even with his hand, but his waist shook violently and hit him with his head!

Bang!

A dull sound of flesh and bone colliding sounded, and the black shadow in mid-air snorted, flipped upside down, and landed on the ground, staggering a step before standing firm.

Zhao Baliang acted as if nothing had happened, his pace did not pause at all, and he continued to walk forward.

Several people in the room stared at Zhao Baliang deadly, and a look of shock appeared in their eyes.

They just saw clearly that their companion punched out, and Zhao Baliang actually hit this punch back with his forehead!

Zhao Baliang's head, is it made of steel?

However, although they were shocked in their hearts, their movements did not stop, and several other people in the room also stepped forward one after another, attacking Zhao Baliang without hesitation!

Zhao Baliang was smiling, still walking towards the room at a steady and steady pace.

Shoulders, head, waist, at this moment, Zhao Baliang, as if the whole body has become a weapon, any part, even if it is a fatal part of an ordinary cultivator, in Zhao Baliang's body, it has become a weapon made of steel, facing the attack of everyone's storm, strolling inside!

The attacks of these people, wherever they fall on Zhao Baliang's body, will usher in a violent anti-shock force, the stronger ones can also offset the anti-shock force and continue to attack, while the weaker ones will not be able to control their body and fly out a few meters away, so that they can re-stabilize their bodies and rush forward again.

If this scene is seen by outsiders, it must be extremely shocking!

There were a total of ten Xuan-rank cultivators, ranging from the early stage of the Xuan-level to the peak of the Xuan-rank, and the attacks of the ten people could not stop Zhao Ba from taking two steps!

Mantis arm as a car!

In a short period of time, it was a Xuan-level cultivator, and in the case of taking the initiative to attack, even Zhao Baliang didn't really make a move, and he had already received some minor injuries from the shock shock force one after another, and some cultivators in the early stage of the Xuan-level had a faint bit of blood at the corners of their mouths!

Zhao Baliang didn't care, just smiled and continued to move forward.

Ten steps!

There were only ten steps away from each other, and in a few seconds, Zhao Baliang had already arrived in the middle of this box.

In front of him, there is a sofa in the center of the box, on the sofa, there is an old man with a vicissitudes of life, the old man has closed his eyes, as if he is closing his eyes to recuperate, from Zhao Baliang into the room until now, he has not opened his eyes, as if he is asleep.

Behind the old man, there were three middle-aged men, two of whom were at the middle of the ground level, and the other was at the peak of the ground level!

None of these three earth-level cultivators made a move, which was the reason why Zhao Baliang was able to keep smiling all the time!

The moment Zhao Baliang came to the front of the old man, the ten Xuan-level cultivators who were blocking him had all immediately retreated, and they all stood behind the three earth-level cultivators, looking at Zhao Baliang coldly, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a deep look of shock and disbelief.

Zhao Baliang didn't seem to notice their gaze, and didn't even notice the continuous hundreds of attacks just now, but calmly stretched the corners of his clothes, smoothed out the slightly wrinkled clothes, and then slowly sat opposite the old man, and smiled: "Old Song, we meet again!"

In front of Zhao Baliang, the old man who seemed to be asleep slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Zhao Baliang, but smiled: "Again, we have met before?"

Zhao Baliang chuckled and shook his head: "With Song Lao's wisdom, if you say that you have forgotten, I don't believe it!"

In front of Zhao Baliang, it was none other than the true head of the Sixth Elder Family, Song Ting, among the ten elder families of the Cultivator Family Elder Council!

Song Ting looked at Zhao Baliang, and his face showed a look of sudden realization: "It turned out to be you!Hehe, I understand, the axe at the beginning should be the one that the keyboard has been carrying all the time, right?"

Zhao Baliang smiled and nodded: "Song Lao has a good memory!"

Song Ting looked Zhao Baliang up and down, his eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't see what Song Ting was thinking, but after looking at it for a while, Song Ting opened his mouth and smiled: "Zhao Baliang Xiaoyou asked the old man to come to this place late at night, what's the matter? Don't you want my old bone's life?"

Zhao Baliang shook his head: "How dare Song Laode be highly respected, how dare Zhao Baliang be disrespectful? I came here tonight, but there is one thing, I want Song Lao to agree!"

Song Ting looked at Zhao Baliang with a smile on his face: "Let the old man promise one thing?" Zhao Baliang Xiaoyou, you are not old yet, why are you confused? We are both enemies!"

Zhao Baliang shrugged his shoulders: "This matter is, don't let our two sides become enemies that cannot be eased!"

Song Ting raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Baliang smiled slightly, but glanced at the dozen or so cultivators behind Song Ting.

Song Ting waved his hand and said casually: "Don't worry, since I brought them over, they are naturally my henchmen, and if you have something to say!"

Zhao Baliang nodded, and after a moment of deep silence, he said with a smile: "Actually, it's very simple, Elder Song's thoughts about the Cultivator Family Elders' Council, although Eight Liang is not talented, he can also guess one or two, since Elder Song has such thoughts, then why should he charge into battle for the Cultivator Family Elders' Association and bury the fundamental strength of the Song family in vain?

Song Ting looked at Zhao Baliang, but shook his head and said, "I don't think so! After all, the Song family is one of the top ten elder families, how can it be impossible to work and not make efforts? If this is really done, I am afraid that after this battle is over, the Shangguan family, as the victorious party, will not be able to tolerate my Song family!"

Speaking of this, Song Ting paused slightly, and then continued: "What's more, doing this will not do the Song family much good! Although the losses in the battle have been avoided, they will not be able to get the fruits of victory that everyone has divided after the victory! The gains outweigh the losses! Eight taels of little friends, don't you want to see that my old man is old, and think that I am confused!"

Zhao Baliang laughed and waved his hand again and again: "How dare the kid!" In Song Lao's heart, he has his own plans, so the kid won't say more, but there is a question, please ask Song Lao to consider it carefully!"

Song Ting's eyes froze, and in his cloudy eyes, he seemed to finally have a little brilliance: "What's the problem?"

Zhao Baliang smiled, there was no movement on his body, and no cultivator's breath was revealed, but in an instant, everyone in the room felt that at this moment, Zhao Baliang's temperament on his body changed suddenly, as if it had become a sharp sword out of the sheath, pointing straight at the sky!

"I would like to ask Elder Song, Qin Songtao's family, the Cultivator Family Elder Council, will they really win?"

Zhao Baliang asked this sentence lightly, but the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze!

The dozen or so cultivators behind Song Ting twitched the corners of their mouths, and they subconsciously wanted to show a sarcastic smile.

In their opinion, Zhao Baliang is just a young man in his twenties, and it is really ridiculous that he dares to speak so out!

However, such a thought only flickered slightly, but they suddenly remembered all kinds of rumors about Zhao Baliang recently!

This seemingly ordinary young man has now become a big problem for the entire Qin Songtao family, and the entire cultivator family elder association is jealous of!

Thinking about the method of countering the attack of their ten Xuan-level cultivators between Zhao Ba and twenty steps at the door of the room just now, everyone's hearts were slightly chilled, and their pupils suddenly shrank, and there was no longer any thought of ridicule.

On the sofa, Song Ting's eyes, which had been cloudy, flashed away at this moment, and he glanced at Zhao Baliang deeply, but there was a faint smile on his face.

Zhao Baliang didn't say anything, just stood up, arched his hand at Song Ting, and said with a casual smile: "Old Song, what I just said, I hope that Old Song and the Song family can think about it carefully! I don't want to be an enemy with the Song family, at least, I don't have a reason to destroy the Song family like I did with the Ye family and the Huo family!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Baliang turned around and walked out.

Song Ting was silent until Zhao Baliang walked to the door of the room, but Song Ting suddenly spoke softly, as if talking to himself, looking ahead, but did not look at Zhao Baliang, just looked at the coffee table in front of him, as if there was something interesting on the coffee table.

"Eight taels of little friends, if one day, the Song family is forced to become enemies with you, what will you do?"

Zhao Baliang's footsteps paused slightly, and he was silent for a moment, and then said decisively: "I will, defeat you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Baliang opened the door and walked out.

When Zhao Baliang left, the room fell into silence for a long time.

Song Ting squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the coffee table in front of him fixedly, no one knew what Song Ting was thinking at this moment.

After a long time, Song Ting sighed softly.

The Ground Rank Peak cultivator behind him hurriedly bent down slightly and whispered in Song Ting's ear, "Grandpa, ...... you?"

Before he could say it, Song Ting waved his hand: "Don't worry! I'm fine! It's just a pity, it's a pity that such an amazing young man is ruined by the Cultivator Family Elder Council and in the hands of that old thing in Shangguan Tonghai!"