The body of a daughter, not sitting in danger, really to a certain level and position, more in coordinating the relationship between various places and departments, sorting out the context, knowing people and making good use of them, and strategizing, this is what a real leader needs to do.

Although the sleeve Shuangcheng showed good combat power when it first debuted, it is more about his superior status in Longhu Mountain, as well as the means and ability of long-sleeved good dancing, the Southwest Bureau is actually the strongest sub-bureau in each sub-district, but Zhao Chengfeng has been able to stabilize the situation in the past two years since he was airborne, and he has done a good job, which is what the above values the most.

However, these do not mean that Zhao Chengfeng's cultivation is not high, in fact, this guy who was put on the table by Longhu Mountain, since he has the Yin Yang Sword in his hand, it means that his status in Longhu Mountain should at least be able to rank in the top five, and it may even be higher than Mochizuki Zhenren. Gifts are not so easy to hold, and to be able to have such a legacy without any accidents is enough to say a lot.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao just said arrogantly, that is a strategic contempt for the enemy, and really in practice, but he is also very careful, followed closely behind, after a sword clash, with a loud sound, he turned over a heel fight, and stopped directly on another broken bridge.

The two were more than ten meters apart, holding swords opposite each other, looking at each other from a distance, only the sound of the long sword humming, which meant that the two had actually fought each other.

Seeing the miscellaneous trail nails standing on the broken bridge like nails, and the thunder and punishment sounded, my heart couldn't help but jump suddenly, and I could see that this battle was actually not fair.

Why is that?

If the two of them fought in an intact situation, even if Zhao Chengfeng had the Yin Yang Sword of the Holy Gift, he was afraid that the victory or defeat would be between the two and two, but in the vanguard battle when he landed on the dock just now, the southeast bureau led by me, Zamao Xiaodao, Seven Swords and Senior Brother, as well as the extremely highly cultivated foreign aid of the Laojun Guan Canghai Dao people, withstood most of the pressure, while Zhao Chengfeng and his friends were actually only resisting on the inside line, and the intensity of the battle was far less than that of us who fought on the front line, and the consumption and damage suffered were the least.

So it's good that the two sides don't fight, this one is handsome, the two of them test each other with a sword, and immediately try out the details, from the scene, the miscellaneous hair trail is really at a disadvantage.

A thousand-pound cow is 10,000 pounds, and the cowhide of the miscellaneous trail just now is slightly bigger, coupled with this kid's achievements in recent years, as well as the performance of the divine sword and thunder technique just now, Zhao Chengfeng was really scared into a cold sweat, lest the late season be unsafe, and the gutter overturned, but as soon as he fought, he found that although the opponent was not a paper tiger, he was just a sick cat, and if he wanted to challenge himself, he still needed to hone for several years.

The more people are in a high position, the more afraid they are of falling off the stage, and when this threat is eliminated, Zhao Chengfeng's right hand holds the sword and stands, and his left hand rubs the two delicate beards that have been newly left, and he said in a master's demeanor: "Xiao Keming, this is the last time I remind you, the sword is ruthless, if you are unwell, you can postpone it, otherwise you will really get angry for a while, if I can't take it back and hurt you, your Tao Zhenren has to go down the mountain in person and come to me to trouble, why don't we just do it?" ”

He said it magnificently, and he also had the style of a general, but he exposed his worries, afraid of killing the small one and attracting the big one, which was not what he wanted, but the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao smiled coldly and did not answer, but on the broken bridge with a radius of only one meter, he stepped on the secret inheritance of the Nine Palaces of Luoshu.

Although this step is only between the square circle, it is to inspire the wind and thunder, as fast as water and fire, turning into a mountain, turning the earth and the sky, transforming the surrounding Qi field into a chaos, under the shroud of the bloody array in the ancient town of evil spirits, faintly outlining another world, but what is more ingenious is that although he has affected the heavens, but the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao himself is "I am strong", and he is silent, turning himself into the center of the swirling storm, the most calm array.

In recent years, he has often returned to Maoshan to practice with Tao Jinhong and Elder Chuangong, if there is no few brushes to press the box, where can he be determined to be the next real person in charge? Seeing the changes in the Qi field around me, the river under my feet rolling, the waves rolling angrily, and the heavens and the earth changing color, the faces of the southwestern veins in front of me also became gloomy, they never thought that once the man who was hanging was serious, he would be so powerful.

Don't...... The legendary Twin Cities of Sleeves, will they lose?

Everyone was surprised, and Zhao Chengfeng was no exception, as a leader in the contemporary generation of Longhu Mountain, his eyesight was far more extraordinary than others, and he knew that if he let the miscellaneous hair path finish this set of steps, his breath condensed, and it became a majestic formation, then he had this yin and yang sword, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to defeat.

He no longer waited, but raised the yin and yang sword in his hand, and quickly said in his mouth: "...... The royal car grid, the limelight is washed, the yin and yang are like fish and fish, and the fish is like jade, and it is fast! ”

This incantation seemed to slow down the disease, and it came suddenly, and the whole person flew up like a goshawk, condensed in the air, and the yin and yang sword slowly slashed forward.

Suddenly, out of thin air, a chilling sword light appeared, this sword light was also black and white, one side was surging and furious, and the other side was calm and calm, and the undercurrent was surging, like lightning slashing, directly slashing into the storm centered on the miscellaneous hair path. The gift of Emperor Daozong is really extraordinary, this sword momentum is like a hot knife cutting butter, and it suddenly comes, revealing the miscellaneous hairy path wrapped in countless water droplets.

The miscellaneous hair trail horizontal sword came to block, and the thunder punishment caught this sword light stiffly, and the blue electric light continued to reverberate at the contact point, but even so, the thunder punishment couldn't help but let out a sad roar, and the clothes on the miscellaneous hair trail were also suddenly divided by the fine sword qi that came from the free, and with a brush, the good robe was cut off dozens of ways, and it became an authentic beggar outfit.

In addition, the stone pier at the foot of the miscellaneous hair trail finally couldn't withstand such a terrifying pressure, and directly made a tooth-sore sound, collapsed for the second time, and sank into the water with the miscellaneous hair trail.

As soon as the master made a move, he could see the taste, which accumulated a sword that Zhao Chengfeng had exhausted with all his strength, and actually broke through the Gangbu Tianwei of the miscellaneous hair path, and directly slashed it into the water, which was so powerful that it was simply shocking. I watched from a distance, and felt that Zhao Chengfeng's sword was not much better than Huang Chenqujun's one-word sword at the top of the Evil Spirit Peak, and Zhao Chengfeng had never been known for his martial arts, so it can be seen that this Yin Yang Sword must have greatly improved his cultivation.

Between the masters, the most common situation is a few moves to decide the winner, Zhao Chengfeng brewed for a long time, a sword cut out, not only broke the formation of the miscellaneous hair trail, but also smashed this kid directly into the water, in Zhao Dachang's estimate, although at the most late moment the miscellaneous hair trail horizontal sword to block, but the light of the dark energy that stretched in the past, it was enough to crush the already scarred miscellaneous hair trail, but did not directly pounce into the water, continue to chase and kill, one is to take care of the image, Second, he is also afraid of Tao Jinhong behind the miscellaneous trail.

He returned this time and landed on the original bridge pier in a dashing manner, although it ushered in the applause of a group of subordinates, but it also made the miscellaneous hairy trail that had been squatting under the water to prepare for the Yin people flutter into the air, just when Zhao Chengfeng thought that the competition was over, a wet figure emerged from the water, turned over and jumped on a pile of gravel protruding from the water.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the failed sneak attacker felt a black thing from his arms, and while sneezing, he said: "You kid still has a few brushes, it seems that Lao Tzu can't make a trick, but it's really not good......"

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao was chattering alone, looking very embarrassed, but as his opponent, Zhao Chengfeng felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and the secret path was not good, so he kicked his feet at the moment and rushed directly towards the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao again. But he was fast, but he was not as fast as the hand of the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao, on the surface he was nagging, but in fact, the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao who was chanting the spell had already completed the entire process of casting the spell, and with a shake of his wet sleeves, a gray-white bone talisman shot towards Zhao Chengfeng.

"Talisman!"

Zhu Guozhi behind me screamed, like a castrated Youling, I squinted and saw that the bone was taken out of the body of the gibbon monkey killed on Dragon Island in Dongting Lake that day.

At this time, everyone remembered that this messy Taoist was not only just a sword master, just a year ago, he had defeated Mochizuki Zhenren, who had become the most famous in recent years, under his hands, and this heir to the mantle of the Maoshan Fu King may be the first-class talisman in the world.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the bone painted with runes had already shot a few meters in front of Zhao Chengfeng's body, Huo Ran exploded, and then seven colors of light were born, and above the sky, countless energy-based flags fell and fell on Zhao Chengfeng's body.

In the face of such an offensive, Zhao Chengfeng was not afraid, who came out to mix the rivers and lakes did not have anything to defend himself, not to mention that the Falling Banner Divine Spell had a miraculous effect on the spiritual body, but there was no restraint effect on him, who also belonged to the same lineage of the Daomen, so as soon as the blue light appeared, all the flags slipped down one after another, and Zhao Chengfeng sneered and struck with a sword: "Do you think that you can defeat me with this talisman?" ”

In the face of Zhao Chengfeng's wanton provocation, Zamao Xiaodao directly took out five, six, seven, or eight talismans from his arms to respond: "One or two can't kill you, but these can kill you!" ”