In the deep alley, one or two women were facing each other dozens of meters apart. To be exact, a man and a couple are facing each other. It's just that Zhao Zixian now appears in the form of a beauty, and from the outside, he is also a beauty.

The dim night light lengthened the figures of the three of them, and a gust of night wind whistled by, and pieces of waste paper and fallen leaves danced in the wind.

Teng Yuanwu looked at Zhao Zixian expressionlessly, and then moved the stop light to Ming Ke, with a surprised expression. "You're the real master." Zhao Zixian's previous strength in the entertainment city was not enough in his eyes, and he saw the clues in Ming Ke's body. This is also the real reason why he has been following and is not in a hurry to get started. He wouldn't have made a rash move before he saw Qingmingke's strength.

Because Teng Yuanwu spoke Chinese, Zhao Zixian did not understand. But he saw some clues from Teng Yuan Wu's suspicious face. He looked at Ming Ke with a smile and asked softly, "What did the little devil say?" ”

Ming Ke smiled back, but did not explain, but said to Teng Yuanwu: "You are not a simple character. After that, he looked at Zhao Zixian again, smiled and explained: "He said that I am the real master." And I say that he is not a simple character. ”

Zhao Zixian nodded slightly, and said softly: "None of the three of us is a simple character. Are you going to let me watch you perform, or will I do it? ”

Ming Ke pretended to be aggrieved and whispered in Zhao Zixian's ear: "You are a man, and I am your woman." Hard work, of course, is done by the man of the men you. I want you to prove to me that not only in bed you are a man among men, but also in fists and feet you are a man among men. He looked at him with stubborn eyes, waiting for his decision.

"Hey, Lao Zhao is really miserable." Zhao Zixian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He took two steps forward, narrowed the distance between him and Teng Yuanwu, and slightly secretly transported the true qi of the kitchen god in his body to overflow on the surface of his body. His momentum instantly climbed to a height, and he no longer looked like a weak beauty, but a beautiful god of war. He was proud of Ming Ke's words, and he felt angry that he was ignored by Teng Yuan Wu. He not only has to prove to Ming Ke that he is a man among men in his fists and feet, but also Teng Yuanwu to prove that his vision is not good enough to see that Lao Zhao is the real master, and he misestimated Lao Zhao's strength.

Of course, Zhao Zixian did not fully show his full strength, at most less than two percent. He still has reservations, and it is his usual style to retain strength. can defeat the opponent with two percent strength, and he will definitely not show three percent.

Teng Yuan Takeshi also took two steps forward, and the momentum on his body was also climbing rapidly. He stared at Zhao Zixian's eyes, full of battle intent and murderous intent. It was only at this time that he realized that Zhao Zixian had always had reservations, and he didn't use all his strength in the entertainment city. Otherwise, those thugs will be killed in a single move. "Who the hell are you?"

Zhao Zixian couldn't understand the Japanese language, and replied angrily: "Baga! "Lao Zhao will only say such a scolding sentence, boy, whether you are happy or not, you will listen to it. He deliberately provoked Teng Yuan Wu and wanted to make a good move, although he couldn't see Teng Yuan Wu's true strength, but he was confident that he could find his teeth all over the ground. It must be that judging from the current momentum, the two are comparable, not to mention that he still retains his strength, as well as strange and powerful means such as Samadhi True Fire and Eighteen Knives of the Kitchen God.

Teng Yuanwu was furious, feeling that Zhao Zixian did not have a bit of a master's demeanor. His body shook with both hands, his body disappeared in a strange place, and when he reappeared, he appeared in front of Zhao Zixian like a phantom, and blocked his upper plate with his fist.

What a speed! What a weird way to do it! Zhao Zixian was secretly shocked by Teng Yuanwu's strange body and speed, but there was no trace of horror on his face. His body staggered, dodging the attack.

Although Teng Yuanwu's speed is very fast, under Zhao Zixian's fiery eyes, he is like an old scalper strolling in the field. Teng Yuan Wuyi attacked dozens of moves in a row, but he didn't even touch the corner of Zhao Zixian's clothes.

The corners of Zhao Zixian's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a playful smile. "Your attack is not enough to see, now it's Lao Zhao's turn to make a move. Look at Lao Zhao, I'm amazing. "Regardless of whether Teng Yuanwu can understand it or not, it doesn't hurt to ridicule it. He clenched his hands into fists, and shook down fiercely, forming a powerful wave of qi, and Teng Yuan Wu, who was still punching and kicking in front of him, forced him to take two steps back.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zixian smashed his fist into Teng Yuanwu's chest like lightning. His punch seemed simple, but it overflowed the true qi of the kitchen god and the true qi of the earth on the surface of the fist, which can be described as a punch combining speed, strength, and strength.

Teng Yuanwu's eyes widened, and he was horrified to find that the fist that hit his chest implied powerful energy and momentum. But he had just been shaken back, and he hadn't stabilized his body yet, and it was impossible to avoid it in a hurry. In desperation, he could only cross his arms over his chest.

Boom! Zhao Zixian's fist slammed into Teng Yuanwu's crossed arms, producing a violent roar.

Wow Oo......oo Teng Yuanwu took dozens of steps back before unloading the power of Zhao Zixian's punch. Despite this, he still dared to tumble the qi and blood in his body, and it was only after several times that he could suppress the exercises that Dark Yuan had cultivated. His face was blue and red for a while, and it took a while for him to return to normal.

Zhao Zixian was extremely coquettish and stood there in place after the punch was thrown, with a smug smile on his face. Under one punch, you can see the gap between the two, and he still retains eighty percent of his strength. This time, it can have been proved to Ming Ke that he is also a man among men in his fists and feet. He also looked at her and winked at her, so coquettish and proud.

Teng Yuan Wuqiang suppressed the churning qi and blood, stared at Zhao Zixian, and stood with his hands down, and the momentum on his body rose again. He also has some reserves, but he can't keep it at the moment, Zhao Zixian is much more powerful than he imagined.

Zhao Zixian still had a playful smile on his face, waiting for Teng Yuanwu to attack again. He doesn't take Teng Yuanwu in his eyes at all now, because the two of them are not opponents of the same grade at all.

"Yaga!" Teng Yuan Wu said a foul word, and his hand shook and an extra Oriental knife appeared. It seemed that the Oriental knife came out of thin air, but in fact, he pulled it out from the back of the waist, but the speed was too fast to see.

Zhao Zixian smiled slightly, and saw Teng Yuanwu's action of drawing a knife as real, and the ability of golden eyes was not vegetarian. He secretly slandered himself: Little devil, you may bluff others with this hand. But in the eyes of your grandfather Zhao, it is pediatrics. He still maintained his coquettish posture, but his fingers hooked to indicate Tengyuan Wujin Gong.

The Oriental sword in the hand of Teng Yuan's military general waved left and right, and then rushed towards Zhao Zixian steadily, looking like a phantom and couldn't see it clearly. When he rushed in front of Zhao Zixian, he was horrified to find that his opponent had disappeared in place.

Yes, it's gone! Zhao Zixian, who had always maintained a coquettish posture, disappeared out of thin air, as if the person who was standing there before was just a bubble and evaporated in an instant.

"Boy, here it is!" Zhao Zixian patted Teng Yuanwu on the shoulder behind him and said with a smile on his face. After that, he raised a foot and kicked Teng Yuanwu's buttocks, kicking him to the ground, a dog eating shit.

Ming Ke, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, frowned slightly, and shouted: "If you don't want to die, get out." If you don't want to die, get out! "I said the same sentence twice, the first time in Huaxia and the second time in Wa. She wanted Zhao Zixian to understand, and Teng Yuanwu also wanted Teng Yuanwu to understand.

Zhao Zixian glanced at Ming Ke suspiciously, then smiled slightly, shook his head lightly and stood in place.

"Ouch, I didn't expect that there are still our Chinese compatriots here, and they are also beauties, and they are masters." At this moment, a yin and yang strange voice came out.

Zhao Zixian frowned, feeling that the voice of the person who spoke was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while. He felt a powerful aura flying towards them at a great speed.

Yes, it's Flyaway. Zhao Zixian's eyes narrowed slightly, looking in the direction from which the voice came, and saw a person in white flying in the sky in the sky. While he was frightened, he was still trying to remember the owner of the voice.

Jumping over a large distance, or sliding in the air, Zhao Zixian can do it. Flying in the air like a man, he thought he couldn't do it. This shows that the strength of the people who came is strong. In the blink of an eye, he pulled up the stupid Ming Ke on the spot and turned his head and ran.

Zhao Zixian's doppelganger strength is not as good as the deity, and with his assessment of the strength of the person who came out, it is definitely many times higher than his own doppelganger. If the division and the deity become one, there may be the possibility of fighting. But right now, there is only one doppelganger, and it is not an opponent at all.

Knowing that he is invincible, he still does not run away, it is a fool's act. Zhao Zixian is not a hero, as long as he can save his life, what if he escapes?

"What's going on?" Ming Ke, who came back to his senses, asked in surprise. She didn't have the sharp eyes, and she couldn't see that the person was coming with the volley technique. She just heard the true aura of dark luck in the other party's voice, like it came from the explosion of thunder rolling from far away.

"There are people outside the people, there are mountains outside the mountains, and I have met a master. Let's run. Zhao Zixian spoke very quickly, wrapped around Ming Ke's waist, kept jumping and fled quickly.

A man in a white suit slowly fell to where Zhao Zixian had been standing before. With an evil smile on his face, he glanced at Teng Yuanwu, who had just gotten up from the ground, and said coldly, "You go back first." Those two beauties will be given to me. "The words spoken are very standard Chinese.

"Yes! Less hosts! Teng Yuanwu also responded in a very standard Chinese language, with a very pious attitude.

The man in white smiled and nodded, but he didn't see any movement from him, his body slowly rose into the air, and then shot away like an arrow from the string. The direction in which he flew away was the direction in which Zhao Zixian and Ming Ke could escape.

"Is it that easy to escape?" The figure of the man in white disappeared, but the sound was still in the air.