"Is that you?"

The white-clothed fairy Murong who slowly fell in the void looked at Zhao Zilong's face, and he exclaimed in surprise with a look of surprise.

Zhao Zilong fell to the ground, and when he heard Murong's exclamation, he was immediately overjoyed, and he didn't care whether Bai Zhan, who was ranked fourth in the White Feather Army, would continue to do something to him, but waved his hands and said loudly: "It's me, it's me, isn't it me." ”

"You are Zhao Zilong?" The expression on Murong's face quickly regained his composure, and with a look of doubt and confusion in his eyes, he spoke.

"Yes, I'm not Zhao Zilong, who is?" Zhao Zilong replied instinctively, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, Murong loved him and loved him so much alive, how could he be so calm and calm after meeting?

Suddenly, Zhao Zilong only felt that things didn't seem to be as simple as he thought, and the eyes of Murong in front of him were as cold as frost, even the kind of eyes that were even colder when the two of them met for the first time in that domestic-level three-star hotel when he returned to China.

Strangeness!

Yes, that's how it feels.

Zhao Zilong saw the strangeness and confusion in Murong's cold eyes, and this feeling suddenly made Zhao Zilong's whole body fall into an ice cave like a cold ice, unable to accept such a cruel reality.

"You...... What's wrong with you, I'm Zhao Zilong, I'm your husband! After Zhao Zilong woke up suddenly, he had a shocked and angry expression on his face, and roared loudly at Murong who looked indifferent and had cold eyes.

"Good boy, you dare to be presumptuous in White Emperor City, come down for me."

At this moment, Bai Zhan's voice sounded again, like a thunderous roar, the momentum was overwhelming, not to mention Zhao Zilong, even those young people near Bai Zhan only felt a terrifying coercion swept over, making people shudder, and they didn't dare to have the slightest idea of resisting.

Zhao Zilong felt that supreme coercion swept over, he was in a terrible mood at the moment, and finally saw Murong who had been separated for more than two years, but he didn't expect that something seemed to happen to the other party, he was so strange to himself, and he didn't seem to know himself anymore.

Hearing Bai Zhan's roar again at this moment, all the complicated feelings in his heart turned into anger at this moment, two blazing red lights shot out of his eyes, and he roared angrily: "It must be you White Emperor City who did it, what did you do to my wife to make her like this!" ”

Bai Zhan turned into a white shadow from a distance and rushed to Zhao Zilong's vicinity, raised his hand and grabbed Zhao Zilong's shoulder with a claw, and was about to throw down this torturer who dared to challenge the authority of White Emperor City.

"Die!"

Zhao Zilong was so angry in his heart that he felt a terrifying strong man approaching him, the killing intent in his eyes rose, and the moment the red light burst out, he roared angrily, and suddenly there was a short knife with a blue light flashing in his hand, and the blade of the knife let out a crisp chirp, which seemed to echo the mood of the master.

The majestic power poured into the blade, and in the face of an unknown powerful opponent, Zhao Zilong attacked with all his strength under his anger, and the true yuan in his body gushed out, sending out a thunderous blow in the strongest state since he got the true transmission of Bai Hechou.

"What a strong momentum!"

Many people nearby were moved by Zhao Zilong's move.

"How is this possible?"

"How can a True Yuan cultivator at the peak state of the Infinite Realm possess such a palpitating and powerful momentum? Who is this son sacred, and what kind of advanced combat martial arts is he cultivating? ”

Ying Wuyue's eyes shot a fine light, and she stood up directly from the top 16 seats, her hands clenched and gurgling, and she kept trembling.

Nangong Yuheng's sword made a crisp sound at this moment, and it shook violently. It was a violent reaction after being inducted, it was the desire of the sword's spirit, a desire to fight with it.

……

In the void, Bai Zhan suddenly felt that majestic killing intent and amazing momentum to resist, as strong as him, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

Then, an irrepressible feeling of anger emerged in Bai Zhan's heart. How could this be reasonable, it was ridiculous that a small Infinite Realm peak weakling could make himself feel inexplicably frightened!

Bai Zhan's pride does not allow anyone to blaspheme, but in the same way, as a strong man in the White Feather Army, he even has a good impression of the young man in front of him who can release a powerful momentum that can intimidate him, and at this moment he actually feels that only such a young man is qualified to be worthy of the master's heir, and he is qualified to assist the master's heir to continue the glory of the White Emperor City.

In the face of that momentum like a rainbow, Bai Zhan did not use his sword, he was bullying the weak when he shot as a senior, and now how could he use weapons to take advantage of a junior?

Bai Zhan's hand did not flinch, and his body did not dodge, but grabbed directly at the cyan blade that fell down.

The invisible sword qi broke through the void and slashed at Bai Zhan's outstretched claws. The sword qi collapsed, and it was impossible to really get close to Bai Zhan's claws.

In the next moment, the knife made heavy contact with Bai Zhan's claws with supreme power and arrogant arrogance.

Boom!

The two terrifying qi collided together, instantly turning into fragments in the sky and smashing into all directions.

Some of the young masters who were a little closer dodged one after another, and even one or two didn't have time to dodge, but they were torn open by the terrifying fragments of energy, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Poof!"

In the void where the two collided together, the improvised eight-strong seat shed under Zhao Zilong collapsed with a bang, broken wood flew sideways, smoke and dust splashed, and a wooden shed instantly turned into nothingness, and those chairs were bombarded into slag, and the ground left a small pit.

Wow!

Zhao Zilong opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood, his body flew backwards and landed on the ground more than twenty meters away.

Bai Zhan's body also flew backwards, and a huge exclamation came out of his mouth.

Everyone looked at the two of them in shock, only to see a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Zhao Zilong's mouth, his whole body was half kneeling on the ground, holding a short knife in his right hand, and blood was flowing on his entire arm.

It's just that not many people found that the blood on Zhao Zilong's hand flowed on the knife, and it didn't flow along the knife body to the ground, but quickly disappeared.

On the other side, Bai Zhan floated back to the ground very chicly, but there was a shocked look on his face, and his right hand drooped directly, and the blood fell from above drop by drop, falling on the white snow, melting a larger and larger black hole on the thick snow.

"What?"

Countless masters nearby were all shocked, and even Bai and the Peak Lord Elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect couldn't help but have a drastic change in their complexions, and let out an exclamation.

"This kid can actually make a tough move with Bai Zhan, and even Bai Zhan is injured?"

It seems to be normal to be injured with the palm of Zhao Zilong's green knife. However, it depends on who the other person is.

Although this Bai Zhan ranks fourth in the White Feather Army, he does not necessarily lose to the previous few in the realm of cultivation, especially this person is famous for his domineering physical body and kung fu, it is rumored that he can directly kill an ice snow leopard with one punch, and this person has a pair of fleshy claws to break the gold and cut jade, not to mention the opponent of the infinite realm realm like Zhao Zilong, even if he is stronger, this person can use his meat claws to directly compete with the sharp ice blade without falling behind.

However, the current result was greatly beyond everyone's expectations, and looking at Bai Zhan's demeanor, it seemed that even he didn't expect such an ending.

The eyes of countless masters fell on Bai Zhan's arm that was naturally drooping and constantly dripping with blood, with a shocked expression!

Zhao Zilong's body was churning, and his heart was even more shocked, he was angry with the move just now, and he knew the power of that move, but he was afraid that even Ying Wuyue would have a chance of being killed by his domineering move.

However, such a powerful move was forcibly defused by the bearded man with one hand. Although the other party's claw was also injured, Zhao Zilong could see that the other party was only slightly injured outside the skin.

How strong is this man to be able to resist his full force with a pair of fleshy claws?

At this moment, Zhao Zilong had a true understanding of the powerful cultivators in the small world, and he was shocked in his heart, if he hadn't encountered Bai Hechou, if the true yuan in his body hadn't been enhanced, if the muscles and veins hadn't expanded to four times that of ordinary cultivators, he was afraid that he wouldn't be an enemy in front of this person!

Zhao Zilong was shocked and surprised in his heart, but how did he know that the shock of everyone in the audience was even worse. The White Feather Army is the strongest existence in the world, and when he followed Emperor Bai Zhao, he didn't know how many battles he had experienced, and everyone in the White Feather Army was a real strong man who had been trained under the tempering of time.

If it is said that the powerhouses of the level of Emperor Bai Zhao, the Hades King, and the little uncle of the Qingyun Sword Sect belong to demon-level geniuses that have not appeared in Shenzhou for thousands of years, then the Ghost Emperor and the Demon Emperor are the powerhouses of the current Grandmaster-level powerhouses.

And the White Feather Army is definitely a first-class master in the world, and even if you insist on making a master ranking for cultivators in the world, the eighteen people in the White Feather Army, the weakest one is afraid that it will also be among the top 100.

Bai Zhan ranks fourth in the White Feather Army, this person's realm cultivation is unfathomable, not to mention the level of people with Emperor Bai Zhao, just with other peerless masters in the world, Bai Zhan is definitely the best, and even characters like the Demon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor dare not underestimate the top few in the White Feather Army.

Therefore, when Zhao Zilong slashed out all the powerhouses of Bai Zhan's level with a single sword, and injured him, the shock of everyone in the field could not be described in words.

What a proud thing it must be for a young man under the age of thirty-five to be able to make a hard move against a powerhouse of Bai Zhan's level, or even only slightly lose the upper hand!

When Emperor Bai Zhao was famous all over the world, he was already in his thirties, and when he really ran rampant in the world, he was more than half a hundred years old.

The young man in front of him, judging from his appearance and the qi displayed in his physical body, could see that his age would definitely not exceed thirty years old, and at such an age, he could actually shake Bai Zhan with a hard move, and this alone was enough to make the entire cultivation world never forget his glory at this moment for a hundred years.

However, who could have known that this young man who seemed to suddenly pop out of a crack in the stone had actually stepped into the door of cultivation for less than ten years?

Eight years, in just eight years, it has reached such an amazing realm and combat effectiveness, who can do it today?

At this moment, everyone in the cultivation world deeply remembered that name: Zhao Zilong!

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