"How did you and Sister Xiaochan meet?"

Zhao Danrong's footsteps on the stairs suddenly slowed down: "Ten years ago, I made too much trouble at home, and my father threw me here in order to train me, I guess he still wanted to train me at first, I also understand, I was quite excited in the first few small battles, until there was a surprise attack, our team was completely wiped out, when I woke up from the battlefield, there were indeed the corpses of friends around, when I dragged a broken leg back to the city, the last consciousness was Xiaochan's gentle face, do you know what it was like at that time?" ”

Zhao Feng shook his head: "I don't know." ”

A smile hung on the corner of Zhao Danrong's mouth, pushed open the door of the dark room and outside, the sunlight shone in, it was very dazzling Zhao Feng subconsciously raised his sleeves to cover it, and after getting used to it, he saw Zhao Danrong smiling gently: "That's it." ”

Zhao Feng was stunned, and Zhao Danrong continued: "Originally, I could go back after that time, but I stayed, since I came to guard the border, I can't give up halfway." ”

"You can't give up Sister Xiaochan," Zhao Feng muttered in a low voice.

Zhao Danrong didn't poke it either, and patted Zhao Feng on the shoulder: "Boy, when you grow up and meet your people, you will understand, now while you still have time, go and meditate to increase your strength, I don't have time to take care of you on the battlefield." ”

Zhao Feng stared at Zhao Danrong with burning eyes: "It's just right, Brother Zhao came to accompany me." ”

Zhao Danrong looked at Zhao Feng's eyes full of battle intent and narrowed his eyes: "It's okay, but don't cry for a while." ”

Zhao Feng and Zhao Danrong walked into the front school field again, Zhao Danrong took out his gun and said to Zhao Feng with a smile: "I don't use the gun trick and only use the gun, as for you, let the horse come!" ”

Zhao Feng pulled out his sword and adjusted his breath: "I originally planned to do the same." At the same time as the words were spoken, Zhao Feng rushed forward with a thunderous step.

Zhao Danrong's eyes were slightly hot, he felt it last night, this kid in front of him had a good pace, many times he felt that he could hold a shot, and he was always dodged weirdly, and now it seems that this step should not be a simple step.

Since Zhao Feng woke up and found that his spiritual veins had changed, the thunder step had also been revised, the original thunder step had the sound of thunderstorm at every step, and now Zhao Feng's mastery of his own thunder has gone one step further, and the thunder falling from the thunder step has been skillfully dispersed, so the sound is almost negligible.

"Rachel!"

"Water Flood!"

"Rachel Slash!"

Zhao Feng's sword trick was thrown out as if he didn't want money, Zhao Feng thought about it, Zhao Danrong would definitely not hurt himself, so there was no need to keep his back, Zhao Danrong resisted Zhao Feng's madness, and secretly scolded this little rabbit cub in his heart that he would not be heavy-handed if he got it right.

The monks fought each other, even if Zhao Danrong didn't use all his strength, the scene was very intense, Zhao Feng didn't notice that more and more soldiers who were attracted by the sound were surrounded by the school grounds, and there were even some people who came to see the excitement.

Although Zhao Feng had a good time, he didn't go up, so far Zhao Danrong was completely comfortable taking his own attack, no matter how fast his attack density was, he was completely neutralized by Zhao Danrong head-on.

Zhao Feng was dislocated and close, and the palm thunder gathered in his left hand was directly shot up close, the thunder was irritable, and the bright thunder made everyone present cover their eyes.

Zhao Feng knew that he would definitely not be able to hurt Zhao Danrong this time, so he retreated in a thunderous step.

The thunder light slowly disappeared, and Zhao Danrong reappeared in sight, "The kid is very good." Zhao Danrong praised, but Zhao Feng looked at the front in disbelief, the sword in his hand almost fell off, for the same reason, he thought about 10,000 possibilities for Zhao Danrong to take the palm thunder, but never thought that his palm thunder would be caught by Zhao Danrong in his hand!

The palm thunder that was originally smashed at Zhao Danrong was now held in Zhao Danrong's hand, and Zhao Danrong caught the palm thunder's hand with great firelight, and the thunder light was drowned in the firelight.

Zhao Danrong said loudly: "Boy, if you have this strength, don't go to the battlefield in the south, you lose your life, and no one will pick up the corpse for you." After that, Zhao Danrong saw Zhao Feng's eyes change.

Zhao Danrong knows very well that Zhao Feng knows that he will not hurt him, and this kind of trick will not make him any progress at all, he is like being familiar with his sword trick again, but he keeps cutting it out, and people will burst out with amazing power when their lives are at stake, and at the same time, when they receive humiliation, they will also, although they have known each other for a short time, but just now they can say 'In exchange, I will go to the battlefield', how can he not be a proud person, not to mention that he is still a child, with incomparable edges and corners, it is very angry.

Zhao Feng listened to Zhao Danrong's provocative words and took a deep breath, but the demon god who looked at Zhao Danrong couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

"Brother Zhao, be careful." Zhao Feng's horizontal sword began to accumulate, "Huh" Zhao Danrong said in surprise, although mortals couldn't see it, but he could see that a circle of whirlpools had formed around Zhao Feng, which was not stirred up with internal breath last night, but condensed by sword qi, probably to amplify the move.

Since Zhao Feng fought with Liu Ran, he has always felt Liu Ran's sword technique, and the Three Thousand Floating Slaughter decided to only repair his roots, regardless of his moves, Zhao Feng felt and came up with a new sword technique.

"Three Thousand Floating Slaughter - the Wind Passes Away!" Zhao Feng slashed down with a sword, and Zhao Danrong only felt a gust of wind blowing, but he didn't see the sword qi.

"That's not right!" Zhao Danrong stepped back quickly, and almost at the same time, the position where he was standing before was instantly hit with potholes, and there was warm gas left on his face, and Zhao Danrong wiped it casually, it was blood.

Zhao Danrong looked at Zhao Feng with burning eyes, this sword was different in terms of power and feeling, it was really like a sword technique, not a superficial sword qi.

However, looking at Zhao Feng's appearance, it is estimated that it is also an unformed sword technique, and Zhao Danrong is a little curious.

Although Zhao Feng has been thinking about this move, it is also the first time that it has been released completely, the first time it is released, the sword qi in his body is almost consumed, but he is happy in his heart, especially when he sees the light wound on Zhao Danrong's face, Zhao Feng suddenly reacted in his body after releasing this sword, and his internal breath began to run wildly, his body began to become hot, and his limbs seemed to have been ironed by fire.

Zhao Feng stuck the sword on the ground, and immediately crossed his knees on the spot to suppress the restlessness in his body, Zhao Danrong hurriedly walked over when he saw this, and saw Zhao Feng looking a little crying and laughing: "Really good, just start the advancement for me here, how can I take the morning exercise." Having said that, Zhao Danrong's expression was still smiling, Zhao Feng is not very old, but his strength is much stronger than he was back then, love is really true to everyone, especially when this is still quite related to his family.

Zhao Feng, who was pranayama on the ground, didn't feel good, his body was hot and dry, and his internal breath was running wildly uncontrollably, and Zhao Feng could only operate silently.