Chapter 127: Take the initiative to admit defeat

Hero promotion is a metamorphosis, and the Warcraft system seems to have changed slightly!

Zhang Chen himself didn't know what situation he was in now, and he didn't have time to check the situation after he was upgraded, and racing against time was a fierce attack.

Master attacks, often not all at once!

He hit the old Taoist priest with an elbow, where would he let go of this great opportunity? The foot kicked hard and left a deep pit on the ground, and the speed exploded to the extreme.

"Senior in charge, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I want you to die while you're sick!"

He came first, and in a moment he caught up with the old Taoist priest who flew upside down, but he grinned at him, and then hit him with the raised iron rod.

This scene once again made the already round eyes of many Taoist priests widen again, and that kid reacted so quickly, he went all out when he saw the opportunity.

"Hehehe, Xiaoyou, you are really ruthless, but the old man is not easy to mess with." The white-haired old Taoist priest Dao Xuan was stunned for a moment and smiled self-deprecatingly. A solemn look suddenly appeared on the old face, and he became serious.

"Volley! Shadowless Sword! ”

Lao Dao looked at the iron rod that was close at hand, and after swinging his sword to block it, he let out a low shout, his legs seemed to kick in the void, but his body flying upside down stopped suddenly, and then stood firmly on the ground after changing his position strangely.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand shone brightly, and the dance was impenetrable. shook open the iron rod, and went straight to the stunned Zhang Chen's door, throat and other places like lightning. The tricky moves, the speed far surpassing the four generations of disciples such as Yunlong.

"You even know this trick, and you dare to secretly learn my Zhang family's ancestral secret technique!" Zhang Chen screamed strangely, but still ignored those sword moves, picked up the big iron rod and hit his head, and flew up and kicked the old Taoist priest's lower abdomen down.

He was obviously furious, and desperately attacked the three roads.

The volley step used by the other party is indeed the ancestral technique of his Zhang family. He and Zhang Jun have been trained by their grandfather since they were children, and they have been practicing plum blossom piles for many years. Able to stand firmly on moving objects without being affected in the slightest. Even the high and profound realm can step on the void and soar more than ten meters.

There will definitely be no mistake, since this old Taoist priest can, he must be stealing.

Stealing the ancestral secret art of the Zhang family?

The white-haired old Taoist priest almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and he was shocked when he saw the long sword being blocked by an invisible force, and his heart chuckled again. Sensing a strong wind coming from his lower body, the old man was also a little anxious.

"Boy, how dare you?!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren hurriedly retreated, thrillingly avoiding the opponent's vital attack.

"White cats and black cats, those who can catch mice are good cats, just win it." Zhang Chen's face was full of pride, I was proud, not ashamed, but proud. Although the kick missed, the iron rod more than two meters long had already fallen.

The white-haired old man felt that he had nothing to say, and when he saw the iron rod smashing it, he hurriedly swung his sword to block. A surging cold air poured into his body along the long sword. The extremely cold qi was extremely difficult to expel away, but fortunately, his internal strength was pure and unaffected for the time being.

"Senior, you're not kind!" Zhang Chen realized that his cold qi had no effect on the old man, so he thought of the key and immediately pouted. An arrow rushed forward, like a madman, only attacking but not defending. The big iron rod slammed wildly, swept, raised legs, and swung fists to pick up the key points.

"Boy, what the hell are you capable of ignoring my attack." The white-haired old Taoist priest swung his sword and stabbed straight again, but it was still in vain, as if he had touched a barrier, and hurriedly avoided his fists and feet and exclaimed again and again.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm afraid! Watch and hit! "Zhang Chen doesn't tell anyone about his hole cards, even if the shield is about to disappear, he has to pretend to be very bullish. It's still a desperate offense that doesn't matter, and it's also a scare to scare the other party.

Everyone present only saw that the head of the Tianshan Sect was forced to retreat, and they only knew how to dodge and resist the attack, and they were at an absolute disadvantage. On the other hand, Zhang Chen, just like this desperate San Lang, became more and more courageous the more he fought, and roared from time to time.

Hiss......

The sound of gasps rang out everywhere.

The gray-robed disciples didn't see it too clearly, they only knew that their own head was pressed and beaten. Those blue-robed Taoist priests saw it very clearly, and their eyes were full of shock.

More than two dozen Taoist priests breathed a sigh of relief, glad that they hadn't rushed forward before. I didn't know if I was really beaten up by this kid in front of everyone's eyes.

It seems that the person who crosses the challenge is really a demon, and the one in front of him is a pervert!

In front of everyone's eyes, the dignified head was actually pressed and beaten, and he kept dodging.

The white-haired old Taoist priest couldn't hold back on his face, no longer retreated, held the sword in one hand to block the smashed iron rod, and also raised his legs, swinging his fist and slamming Zhang Chen.

Where would Zhang Chen be afraid, an iron rod waved quickly in his hand like a golden hoop stick. The left fist smashed into the chest and face of the old road, and the right leg focused on the next three.

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The two of them didn't let anyone, their weapons collided, their fists and feet were added, and they fought happily. Many Taoist priests breathed a sigh of relief, and the head finally stopped retreating.

Why is there a familiar feeling? Many people were full of horror after being puzzled.

"Brother, you're too powerful."

"Boss, come on! Hit him! ”

I don't know when, Wang Hu came to Zhang Shan's side, and the two stared at the battlefield and cheered in a low voice. And Jiang Ge and Li Niu stood on the roof of the car and yelled.

Many Taoist priests were originally not to be outdone, but Shigong and others did not dare to make noise.

On the battlefield, the two are like dragons fighting tigers, overlapping figures, flying sand and stones.

The sword collided with the iron rod, creating a series of sparks.

Dao Xuan Zhenren is the head of a faction after all, and he is not so easy to fool. When he inadvertently found that the momentum around Zhang Chen's body had changed significantly, he swung his sword and went straight to Zhang Feng's vital point, seeing that he was resisting the offensive more and more fiercely.

Zhang Chen changed his strategy and stopped attacking, relying on defense and counterattack to block the onslaught. Shadow Strike is a short dash. It is used in turn with the wind step, and the body is like a ghost, and its whereabouts are erratic. See the move and collide with the other party.

With the strength and constitution increase brought by the blessing of the second-order beast god. His strength is even stronger, and his frenzied offense and durability aura increase his attack speed.

Besides, Zhang Chen didn't believe that his extremely cold qi was like sinking into the sea, he must have been wrapped by the other party with internal force, although this was already suspected of cheating, but what could it be, there were too many to cover after all.

Sure enough, ten minutes later.

The two collided fiercely, and they were equal in speed and power. Each has its own strengths, and it is impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser in a short period of time.

However, frost began to form on the white-haired old Taoist's hair and eyebrows, and his body was also trembling, which was exactly the same as Yun Feng and Yun Long's condition before.

However, Zhang Chen's condition was not good, and he was holding two short iron rods in his hands. The handle of the axe forged from fine iron was stiffly split in half by the old sword. And in between the fights, he was constantly slashed by the long sword and became shorter and shorter.

A weapon can't do this, the key is that the opponent's internal force is too strong. When it is put into the weapon, it is extremely powerful, and it is easy to sharpen iron like mud. This is also the basis for humans to be able to hunt giant beasts with cold weapons.

The white-haired old Taoist priest trembled like a sheep's madness, his movements were slow, and he was full of flaws.

Zhang Chen saw the opportunity to step forward with an arrow, and received a hasty palm from Lao Dao on his chest, and also hit the opponent's chest with a punch. With a muffled bang, the two of them each retreated more than ten meters, and then stopped at the same time.

Zhang Chen rubbed his chest with a faint pain, looked at the many Taoist priests again, threw away the two foot-long iron rods in his hand, and the violent momentum on his body dissipated instantly. Facing the white-haired old Taoist priest opposite, he arched his hand: "Thank you for the teachings of the seniors in charge, let me see the gap between myself and the high-level evolutionaries."

Even if the seniors suppress the cultivation strength, it is unfathomable, thank you for your mercy. If you don't fight, you can't fight, my talent time is almost up, but my seniors don't discount it, I definitely can't beat it under the advantages of one or the other, and I admit defeat. ”

Zhang Chen has been through wind and rain for a long time, but he is not Wang Hu, Li Niu is this kind of fluted head green. Although the rage had only passed for more than twenty minutes and far less than an hour, he was not a fool, nor was he the kind of person who was competitive.

I came to find my parents on this trip, and there is no need to fight when my parents have news. If you win the younger generation, you have the ability, and if you win the head, you are a fool.

The tree is windy, and it is easy to break just after it!

It's just a competition with this white-haired old Taoist priest to test your own limits. Even if you can defeat this master, it will only arouse the hatred of many little Taoists, like a flock of angry birds to see how unhappy you are.

I don't want to be treated differently!

Zhang Shan and Wang Hu, who were full of confusion, suddenly realized after they figured it out.

Zhang Chen had a plan long before the start of the fight, and he only fought and did not pull hatred. He also bowed his hand to Dao Xuan Zhenren and many profound Taoist priests, and the good words continued: "Ah, the Tianshan Sect has a long heritage, and it is indeed a large number of masters, and the strong are like clouds." The seniors in charge are strong, like a mountain, and the juniors are the goal to catch up and climb. I also know that there are many hidden strong people in China, and there are people outside the sky, so we must be brave and diligent. ”

This compliment stunned the white-haired old Taoist priest who was waiting for him on the other side, unconsciously straightened his waist, and his momentum gradually converged.

An indifferent smile appeared on the old Taoist priest's face, and he opened his mouth to praise it: "Hehe, Xiaoyou is talented, he is really a genius!" The old man only has an advantage with strong internal strength, and in time, he will definitely be powerful in all directions. Ten or twenty years later, it is not impossible to sweep the martial arts. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, you still need more guidance from your seniors."

"Little friend is polite, why don't you enter my sect to cultivate?"

"Oh, I can't get away from big and small things happening outside."

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Zhang Chen and the white-haired old Taoist priest opposite immediately changed from opponents to mutual praise. Then it was about joining the faction, and there was a question and answer and concern and condolences.

The sudden change in this scene made many Taoist priests stunned. Wasn't the two bound to be divided before, how could they change so quickly?

That kid took the initiative to admit defeat?

Many gray-robed disciples were shocked and puzzled, ignoring this question. However, those blue-robed Taoist priests did not, but their eyes were shining. How can they not see that this is a retreat as an advance.

Minimize the big things and the small things as much as possible!

"Yunlong, this kid can not only fight, but also know how to advance and retreat, you have to learn more." Chang Chundao's face was full of amazement, and he lowered his voice to admonish the disciples.

Although Yun Long, Yun Lei and the others were full of doubts, they nodded blankly. They who have not been baptized by society understand that face is also very important.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

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