From a distance, Ling Zijie had already seen Ouyang Wenhua, who had seen him in the restaurant in the morning, and he remembered it very clearly.

"It's the boy in the morning." He stopped and whispered to Mo Hanyan beside him.

Hearing this, Mo Hanyan looked up and looked forward, just in time to see Ouyang Wenhua walking towards them with a gloomy face.

"The Mo family?" Ouyang Wenhua came to Mo Hanyan and Ling Zijie's side, stared at Mo Hanyan and asked, as for Ling Zijie next to him, he didn't even look at it, in his eyes, except for the children of the family, those miscellaneous troops of the second class of the Dragon God didn't have to care at all.

"Ouyang Wenhua?" Mo Hanyan's voice also cooled down, after what happened in the morning, Mo Shenglong told him that this kid, the strength of the seventh level of the ground level was much higher than her.

"Looks like you know me." Ouyang Wenhua grinned, "Since that's the case, then I won't talk nonsense." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand and touched the scars on his eyebrows and feet, and rushed directly towards Mo Hanyan with his shoulders heavy, and actually shot at Mo Hanyan on the street.

Ling Zijie, who had been on guard, pulled Mo Hanyan behind him, and with a wave of his fists, he directly met Ouyang Wenhua who rushed over.

"Get out of here, crumbs!" Seeing that someone was standing in front of Mo Hanyan, Ouyang Wenhua roared and swung a punch, in his mind, this was just a **** who didn't know the importance and wanted to behave in front of a woman, and it was his honor to throw a punch at him.

Bang! Ling Zijie was not afraid, a pair of fists directly met Ouyang Wenhua's fists, and after a muffled sound, the two of them stepped back together.

Bang Bang Bang! Ling Zijie took three or four steps back before stopping, his face was very unnatural, but Ouyang Wenhua only took two steps back to stabilize his figure, even so, he was still surprised in his heart.

This kid is from the second class of the dragon god, and there is no reason to catch his fist, but now he not only took it, but also allowed himself to take two steps back, which is really a bit incredible.

"Boy, who are you?" Ouyang Wenhua didn't continue to attack, a pair of eyes looked at Ling Zijie uncertainly, he could catch his own punch, either a child of the family or an ability, since this guy was in the second class of the Dragon God, he should be an ability.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Ling Zijie said lightly, but he was surprised in his heart, he had also fought with Zhang Qiang before, although it was only a few short moves, but he was not left behind, and now he was only a face-to-face with this kid from the Ouyang family, and he actually took two more steps back, how strong is this guy?

In fact, what he didn't know was that the ability was not the same as these authentic martial artists, although the strength and reaction of the ability were much stronger than ordinary people, but there was still a gap between them and these martial artists who had really cultivated since childhood, and Zhang Qiang was a sonic ability, so he was naturally weaker physically, so Ling Zijie could fight with him, if he was changed to a strength ability, I am afraid that he would be beaten away.

As soon as Ling Zijie finished speaking, Mo Hanyan stepped forward, his face full of warm anger: "Ouyang Wenhua, you are too bold, don't you dare to do it here again?" ”

"How about me, it's not your turn!" Ouyang Wenhua ignored Ling Zijie, his footsteps moved, and suddenly slapped his palm directly at Mo Hanyan.

Mo Hanyan's face changed, and he quickly dodged to the side, this guy is a master of the seventh level of the ground level, two levels higher than himself, and he can't compete head-on with his current strength.

"Want to run?" Ouyang Wenhua smiled sinisterly, stepped forward with a change in his steps, turned his palm into a knife in his hand, and slashed at Mo Hanyan's waist with a sudden swing.

Syllable! Before the hand knife touched Mo Hanyan's body, a pair of hands stretched out next to him, steadily blocking Ouyang Wenhua's attack.

"If you want to hurt her, get past me first!"

Mo Hanyan's dodge just now bought Ling Zijie a little time, and when Ouyang Wenhua's illusion attack struck again, Ling Zijie had already come to Mo Hanyan's side.

"You're looking for death!" Ouyang Wenhua gritted his teeth and shouted, raised his legs to pry up, and kicked at Ling Zijie, Ling Zijie did not panic when he saw this, he pulled Ouyang Wenhua's arm and jumped up, and stepped on Ouyang Wenhua's chest with his legs in the air.

Ouyang Wenhua didn't expect this kid to react so quickly, and now that his arm was being pulled by him, he didn't even have room to dodge.

With a snap of his feet, Ling Zijie firmly stepped on Ouyang Wenhua's chest, and then used his strength to do a backflip and withdraw from his attack range.

Ouyang Wenhua stepped back a few steps and almost fell, he really didn't expect this kid to have such rich experience in battle, he was definitely stronger than him in strength and speed, but his response and change of tactics were a little worse.

"Boy, who the hell are you?" Ouyang Wenhua stroked his chest and looked up at Ling Zijie: "As far as I know, the miscellaneous army of the second class of the Dragon God is all selected from ordinary people, and it is impossible to have such strength as you!" ”

Ling Zijie smiled slightly, "I have already said just now, it seems that it has nothing to do with you who I am." ”

The two did not continue to attack, each staring at the opponent and guarding carefully, Ouyang Wenhua couldn't see the origin of this kid, so he didn't dare to make a move easily, and similarly, Ling Zijie also had doubts about this powerful opponent.

The two confronted each other for a short time, but Mo Hanyan next to him once again had a new understanding of Ling Zijie, when she was eating just now, Ling Zijie's performance was enough to surprise her, but now in the face of Ouyang Wenhua, a seventh-level powerhouse, he still did not fall behind, this is not something that can be done by simply cultivating strength.

The last time he was defeated by Ling Zijie in the dense forest, firstly, it was because she didn't use her qi at that time, and secondly, she was still a third-level martial artist at that time, so she guessed that Ling Zijie could have the ability of fourth-level at most, after all, she didn't use her qi at that time.

But now it seems that I should have thought wrong at the time.

"Boy, are you sure you want to stay in front of this little girl?" Ouyang Wenhua frowned and said to Ling Zijie.

"What do you say?" Ling Zijie smiled slightly, and looked at Ouyang Wenhua with a little provocative gaze, before his battle with Zhang Qiang was too short, and he couldn't measure his strength at all, and now he met an opponent who was not much different from himself, of course, it was a little itchy.

"Since you're going to be a hero, I hope you can always stand firm!" Ouyang Wenhua flicked his wrist, and a short dagger appeared in his hand.

"I swore before, I will definitely return this scar to the people of the Mo family, and now since you want to get in the way, you can only blame your life for not being good." Ouyang Wenhua held the dagger in one hand, touched the scars on his eyebrows and feet with the other, and looked at Mo Hanyan behind Ling Zijie with a grim look in his eyes.

"Ouyang Wenhua, what do you want?" Seeing him take out his weapon, Mo Hanyan became worried.

"How?" Ouyang Wenhua smiled gloomily, "Return this scar to your Mo family!" ”

As he spoke, he held the dagger behind his back and suddenly rushed towards Ling Zijie.