"That's right, I said that. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Even in the place where Miss Su'er was sitting, there was a pleasant voice, "Rely on martial arts to decide today, and see which master can beat the crowd?" ”

The sound is crisp and pleasant, like dingdong spring water, with a girl's mouth, but there is a hint of playfulness.

Even Miss Su'er spoke, and everyone was even more surprised.

But no one else dared to compete with Zhao Yunlong, the eldest of the Zhao family, not to mention that they were not good at martial arts, it would be good for the others present to have three acquired martial artists, and they weighed themselves, but they were also inferior to Zhao Yunlong.

This kind of thing is not modest, but really inferior.

Even Wang Maoyu, who is about to face off against Zhao Yunlong now, few people can be optimistic, although it looks like he is quite imposing, but according to the judgment of the martial artist, they can't detect Wang Maoyu's martial arts at all.

As for the question they said earlier about whether Wang Maoyu was congenital, only a few people could hear it just now, and how did the others know that there were already several acquired martial artists who had sentenced Wang Maoyu to death.

Fighting with Zhao Yunlong, the eldest and youngest of the Zhao family, isn't that the old birthday star hanging himself and looking for death?

Although he hadn't seen Zhao Yunlong make a move, his talent in martial arts since he was a child had already spread throughout Lingdong City, and no one even knew what weapon he used.

However, the name of Lingdong City on the first day has long been tacitly acquiesced by the major families.

But there are also some warriors who are not convinced, they are roaming the rivers and lakes, and they have a few lives in their hands, where can they afford the flowers in the greenhouse, but in such a form, how many people dare to jump out and say?

That's really looking for death!

As for Zhao Yunlong, when he heard that Miss Oiran Su'er had spoken, he said even more arrogantly: "It seems that I have a chance to kiss Fang Ze today, so don't be delayed, Brother Wang, hurry up." ”

Wang Maoyu didn't speak, but the long sword in his hand rushed towards Zhao Yunlong at an extremely fast speed with a white sword.

And Zhao Yunlong was also unhurried, and the halberd in his hand also fought against Wang Maoyu's long sword with the momentum of swallowing the sky.

The sparks were constantly flying in the air, and the two masters had already fought more than ten moves in a few breaths, and the speed was even more dazzling.

Although the halberd has some advantages of being long, its attack range is much smaller, but against people who generally use long swords, it is also overwhelming.

But the sword in Wang Maoyu's hand was not chaotic, and he fought steadily, and for a while, the two were also deadlocked.

And far away in the red curtain above the next table, there are two beautiful women.

One of them is wearing a red robe, lightly rouge, like smoke and water, as beautiful as a fairy, I am afraid that ordinary people will call it "fairy" when they see it!

The other one is an ordinary white dress, although it is not as beautiful as this Su'er girl, but compared with the girls in the Qinglou, it is also the level of dozens of streets.

"Miss, who do you think will win?" The slender girl in the white dress stood next to Miss Su'er and asked softly.

"Xiaolian, don't worry." Miss Su'er said softly, sounding even more pleasant.

"That black-clothed young man with a long sword is not simple."

……

The two sides fought, and as the battle progressed, everyone found that at this time they not only couldn't see their weapons clearly, but even they couldn't see clearly, in a very small space, the two maintained high-speed movement, and their strength was extremely terrifying.

The last time the weapons collided, the two quickly distanced themselves.

Zhao Yunlong gasped, looked at Wang Maoyu, who was also slightly panting on the other side, and said: "I have some ability, and I have not been suppressed by me for hundreds of moves." ”

"But that's the end of your game!"

Immediately afterwards, the whole body burst out violently, and a burst of air shock erupted around him, his clothes were blown up by the wind, and the halberd in his hand also changed its form in an instant, turning into two halberds.

From the beginning, Zhao Yunlong never believed in the identities of Li Changan and Wang Maoyu.

What a grandmaster disciple, what an innate master, he wouldn't believe it at all.

If the Grandmaster's disciple was at such an extent that he could be regarded as such, he should have entered the Grandmaster's disciple a long time ago, become a true disciple, and get the true inheritance of the Grandmaster.

However, at this time, he believed in Wang Maoyu's strength, because he had fought with their family master, that is, his grandfather.

Zhao Yunlong's grandfather, Zhao Tianlong, is also a congenital master, and he is not a newly promoted like Wang Maoyu, but a congenital master who has been in Lingdong City for decades.

In the entire Lingdong City, except for Zhang Jincan, a member of the three grades of the current dynasty, who served as the city guard of Lingdong City, down there, is the current head of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianlong, who suppressed all the large and small families in Lingdong City with the strength of innate Xiaocheng, so that the Zhao family's status in Lingdong City has been maintained for more than 20 years.

This kind of strength, even if you go to the imperial court, you can get a minister or a general of four or five grades.

Of course, Zhao Tianlong's thoughts will naturally not be like this, what he wants is to rather be the head of the chicken than the tail of the phoenix.

And when Zhao Yunlong had just broken through to the half-step innate level, he had fought against them, Zhao Tianlong, the head of the Zhao family, and with the help of the strange soldiers, he survived a hundred rounds before he was defeated.

This kind of record is a big thing even in this middle of the world.

But it is not known to outsiders.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

This kind of truth, as long as it is a family head, it is very clear, their Zhao family has stood in Lingdong City for decades, and there are not a few enemies, this plan, everyone understands.

And in the face of this Wang Maoyu, who has only just entered the innate realm, Zhao Yunlong is completely sure that he can defeat him.

At that time, it will be useless whether he is a disciple of the grandmaster or not, in his opinion, he is just a defeated subordinate.

As for Li Chang'an, the kind of martial artist who is perfected the day after tomorrow, Zhao Yunlong can fight five at a time, and he didn't take Li Changan to heart from the beginning, and at present, only that Wang Maoyu is qualified to fight with him.

"Now that you've warmed up, let's go ahead!" Zhao Yunlong held two halberds, his whole body was like a rainbow, and his sharpness was also unstoppable.

Li Changan knew that he underestimated this Zhao family.

"That's what I mean, come on!" Wang Maoyu was also full of fighting spirit, and his hands holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but tighten a little, he wanted to know what level of his strength had reached.

The decisive battle between the two masters was naturally the focus of everyone, and when they heard the two say that it was just a warm-up, they were all dumbfounded.

They thought that the decisive battle had reached the end of the day, but it was just a warm-up in their mouths.

It's not a little bit or two.