The attacks of the two sides had already been handed over in an instant, and the speed was so fast that even Zhao Tianlong, the ancestor of the Zhao family, who was an old congenital master, had no way to stop the two of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The strongest blow of the two people has broken through the acquired level and reached the level of the first innate entry, even if it is a veteran master like Zhao Tianlong, it can only be a helpless move, serious injuries are not necessarily, but it is normal to have some internal injuries and external injuries.

As soon as the ancestor of the Zhao family rushed in from the window, he had already seen two different weapons handing over together, and the strong internal force turned into a wave of qi and swept in all directions.

Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes and feel the waves of air rushing towards their faces.

Wang Maoyu was still indifferent, as if he was confident about Li Changan.

Although neither of them knows how to speak or behave in the world, Li Changan and Wang Maoyu are still very authoritative in martial arts.

Wang Maoyu also believes that Li Changan will not let him down, because he has never seen Li Changan say that he missed anything, and even has a blind trust, what Li Changan said must be true, right.

And he never doubted that.

Looking at the elegant seat in a blink of an eye, the momentum of the two has reached its peak, and an ordinary person may be stupid in an instant, but they can't let go of their vigilance and use the strongest blow to decide the victory.

Zhao Yunlong's halberd rushed towards Li Changan like a dragon, and his momentum was unmatched.

Although Li Changan said that he was a long sword, he also looked a little invincible in the face of a long halberd that was more than one person high.

But is that the result?

Of course not.

The victory or defeat of the master is often decided in an instant, and the result, in the case of not being able to see clearly, no one dares to judge.

On one side is the first day talent of the prestigious Lingdong City, and it is only one step away from the innate realm.

On one side is Li Chang'an, a self-proclaimed grandmaster disciple with an unknown background, but his skills are only congenital, but Wang Maoyu, who defeated Zhao Yunlong, claims to be invincible in three moves.

Ripe wins, right now, not yet certain.

Even Zhao Tianlong, the ancestor of the Zhao family, was by the window where he had just jumped in, staring closely at the smoke-filled seat.

There was also a noise and the sound of neat armor colliding at the door, and more than a dozen acquired martial artists walked in at the door, led by the innate master, Zhang Jincan.

As soon as he entered the door, he already felt a strong internal force vibration, Zhang Jincan already understood what was happening, he didn't move, but let the acquired martial artist behind him walk forward.

A martial arts battle that shook the entire Lingdong City was about to know the outcome after the smoke and dust cleared, and no one present dared to blink an eye.

Even the people in the smoke-filled corridor beside the seat endured the discomfort in their eyes and looked at the seat.

It's just a few breaths, but it has already touched the hearts of everyone present, and Zhang Jincan and Zhao Tianlong's hearts are even more in their throats.

As for the girl Su'er above the attic, her reaction was a little flat, she just covered her mouth and chuckled: "It seems that it is him tonight." ”

"Him?" The maid next to her was a little puzzled, but she didn't dare to say more.

……

"You've lost!" A plain, but immature word shouted out, which shocked everyone's hearts.

"This voice doesn't seem to be Zhao Yunlong's ......," a martial artist muttered with his mouth wide open.

The smoke and dust dissipated quickly, but in everyone's hearts, it seemed like a second like a year, until the entire smoke and dust dissipated, and what they saw was Zhao Yunlong lying on the ground with a dead face, his weapon, the halberd of the strange soldier, and now it had been broken in half by his side.

It was not dismantled, it was cut off.

"Yun'er!" The black-robed old man Zhao Tianlong roared angrily, and as soon as his body moved, he rushed to the elegant seat, came to Zhao Yunlong's side, and slowly helped him up.

At this time, Zhao Yunlong could not be described as embarrassed, two moments ago, he was still a handsome son, with the halo of a martial arts genius on his head, the aura of the Zhao family.

At this time, he was like a defeated rooster, his face was like ashes, and the brocade clothes on his body were also gray and white, and there were many damages, and the tiger's mouths on his hands had been cracked, and the blood was not stopping.

"Yun'er, are you okay?" Zhao Tianlong asked anxiously, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, opened it, fed one to Zhao Yunlong, and let him swallow it.

put his hand on Zhao Yunlong's wrist, and after a while, the white beard that was already angry trembled.

It just so happened that at this time, the people of the Zhao family also arrived, all the acquired martial artists, their martial arts were high or low, but they were all dressed in black robes, and when they saw Zhao Tianlong, they said respectfully: "Meet the ancestor." ”

"Okay," Zhao Tianlong blushed and handed over Zhao Yunlong to a man in black, and his martial arts were also the highest among the Zhao family, and he was the day after tomorrow, and said, "Take care of the young master." ”

The man in black said "No", and took Zhao Yunlong down, blasted away some people below, and freed up some places for Zhao Yunlong to recuperate.

Zhao Yunlong still had a dead face, letting those black-clothed people bandage him and treat his wounds.

Zhao Tianlong had a cold face, glanced at Zhao Yunlong below, turned to look at Li Changan, and said in a stern voice: "You two, why are you so cruel to my grandson." ”

Saying that, he also fully showed his innate strength, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been out of breath a long time ago.

But Wang Maoyu was unmoved, and Li Changan didn't react at all, but asked with a smile: "You should be Zhao Yunlong's grandfather, Zhao Tianlong, right?" ”

"It's the old man." Zhao Tianlong snorted coldly.

"Let's put it this way," Li Changan touched his chin with his hand and said: "Your grandson is completely humiliating himself, we have already explained our identity and strength, he doesn't believe it, he wants to fight, what can we do?" ”

Saying that, Li Changan shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless, people who don't know the truth are afraid that they will really believe him.

But will Zhao Tianlong believe it? No!

Although these words look like a junior explaining a matter to a senior, a trivial matter, the tone is understated.

But like a substantial slap, Zhao Tianlong's old face snapped.

Zhao Tianlong's temper will naturally not be any better, he was not famous in the rivers and lakes back then, but he can be regarded as having a place, and he is also famous for protecting his shortcomings.

Hearing this, his eyelids jumped even more angrily, and he directly pulled out the big knife on his waist, and said viciously to Li Changan: "I don't care what you do, you must give me an explanation for this matter today, otherwise none of you want to leave here alive!" ”

Li Changan's eyes narrowed, and he clenched the long sword in his hand, and Wang Maoyu also took a deep breath, pulled out the sword, and made a posture of fighting.

Zhao Tianlong was even more angry, he didn't expect the two juniors to want to do something with him, is it old, it makes people forget me, the overlord of Lingdong City, Zhao Tianlong?

There was a pause at his feet, and he was about to make a move, but a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Slow!"

The person who came was Zhang Jincan.