Looking at Mo Qilin, who bowed his head and admitted his mistake in front of him, Zhao Tiancheng sneered expressionlessly: "Hehe, what is wrong with Mo Shigao's apprentice, it's just that I'm old and not good at martial arts." ”

"Uncle Zhao has tormented the younger generation, just now my junior brother was serious, I was anxious for a while, and I couldn't hold it back, so I committed this foolish thing."

Although Mo Qilin said this, which of the heads present was vegetarian.

To put it mildly, they have eaten more salt than these young people have eaten rice, and this kind of talk can only go to the young people who have not dried up.

"It's a good one who can't hold it, master, since that's the case, let me teach him how to stop it."

Song Zhan looked at Mo Qilin opposite indifferently, turned to look at Zhao Tiancheng and proposed.

"Who are you?"

Mo Qilin looked at Song Zhan, who had just blocked his inevitable shot, and asked out loud.

"Who am I? I'm just an ordinary disciple of the Eight Golden Lock Blades. ”

Song Zhan looked at Mo Qilin with a cold face.

Without waiting for Lin Qing to say anything, Zhao Tiancheng nodded directly, turned around and walked towards the rear team.

With Zhao Tiancheng's permission, Song Zhan immediately looked at Lin Qing's master: "Uncle Lin, my Eight Gates Golden Lock Knife is willing to comprehend the power of the Mo Style Xingyi Fist again, please preside." ”

Lin Qing turned his head to look at Mo Wenxin, Mo Wenxin had also completed the exchange with Mo Qilin at this time, and seeing Lin Qing's opinion, he simply nodded and agreed to this exchange.

Song Zhan walked to the middle of the field and looked at Mo Qilin on the other side, "I see that your level is not low, this time we will directly show our strengths, and we don't have to stick to the sect's moves, how about it?" ”

After listening to Song Zhan's suggestion, Mo Qilin's chin raised: "Are you sure, I am already a twenty-eighth-level warrior, and it is only beneficial to you to compete in martial arts." ”

"No, I see that you like to use skills so much, and I think I can't tie your hands and feet, so it's decided."

Song Zhan shook his head and stabbed him without being salty.

Mo Qilin's face was blue when he was stabbed, and he said with a cold face: "Since you have to find death, I will fulfill you." ”

With that, he gripped his spear again, and his whole body was full of battle energy, and everyone watching the battle only felt a heavy pressure pressing on their shoulders.

"Come!"

Seeing that Song Zhan was still standing loosely in place, Mo Qilin immediately shouted angrily, stabbed the spear forward in his hand, and a spear came out of his body and shot at Song Zhan.

When the spear flew less than three feet in front of him, Song Zhan's body shook and directly avoided this sudden blow.

"Flame Gun!"

Seeing that Song Zhan easily avoided the gun, the spear in Mo Qilin's hand was raised again, and a flash of fire appeared, and dozens of gun shadows formed in an instant, pressing towards Song Zhan.

Song Zhan didn't dodge or dodge, but just ran the scorching sun energy, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in a fiery red battle qi.

In the next second, dozens of gun shadows bombarded Song Zhan in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, and the flames of the explosion completely engulfed Song Zhan.

"Hey, this power, it's normal that you can't dodge it, it won't be a second!"

Among the disciples watching the battle, someone gasped and looked at Song Zhan, who was covered by the explosion, and guessed.

As soon as he made contact, each spear could knock out Song Zhan's blood volume of about three hundred, but soon, the damage dropped to more than one hundred, and then to dozens.

At the end of a round of bombing, Song Zhan stood in the gradually dissipating flames and smoke, frowning and looking at Mo Qilin, "That's it?" ”

One burst only knocked out more than a third of his HP, which was really not strong.

Mo Qilin's eyes were fierce, and he directly held the red tassel spear and charged at Song Zhan.

The whole person came to Song Zhan in an instant, and the spear stabbed Song Zhan's throat with a cold glow.

"Collapse!"

The inevitable stab failed, and Song Zhan suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared on Mo Qilin's side.

"It's too slow!"

Song Zhan said, a thick long knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and the one-meter-long knife qi was like substance, directly cutting at Mo Qilin's neck.

With a knife hit, Mo Qilin's body exploded and retreated, looking at Song Zhan with a wary face.

Just now, it was just a knife, and it was still a knife qi injury, and his blood volume of up to eight thousand was instantly halved, and this terrifying injury made his scalp tingle.

And he found that Song Zhan's speed surpassed him a lot, and PK didn't look at who had a high attack, fast speed, and strong ability to resist hits.

Now that he is inferior to others in all three aspects, in this situation, he can no longer fight.

"Forget it, I still think you're strong, go back."

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhan's originally calm face was replaced by a tyrannical killing intent, and his bloodshot eyes were like predatory top beasts watching his prey.

Good-looking romance

Mo Qilin was chilled by this look, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Wait, I think..."

Before the word "lose" could be spoken, a purple knife had already crossed, and a blood line appeared on his neck.

Slash Damage!

Before Mo Qilin's body landed, it had already turned into a white light and disappeared.

It's a long story, but in the eyes of an onlooker, it's not even half a minute. In their eyes, Mo Qilin shot a total of two rounds of spears, and then Song Zhan got close and slashed the other party with two knives.

This kind of crushing power made the young people such as the junior fifth excited, and the heads of the older generation were full of emotion.

"Lao Zhao, you can't do it to this extent if you explode with all your might, right?"

I don't know when, Li Hu of Bajiquan has already come to Zhao Tiancheng's side, he looked at Song Zhan's crisp and neat movements, poked Zhao Tiancheng with his arm, and asked gossipily:

"This move has the shadow of the ultimate killing move of your Eight Golden Lock Blades, and you can't practice it without a lot of time, is this person your illegitimate son?"

Zhao Tiancheng rolled a pair of blank eyes and stared at him, Li Hu, who was looking at it, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, and then said: "This is my newly accepted disciple, and it has been less than four months since I practiced the full fight." ”

"What!" Li Hu looked at Zhao Tiancheng in surprise and asked, "You're not kidding, are you, Lao Zhao?" ”

"You think I'm joking with you?"

Zhao Tiancheng said in a calm tone.

"Obediently, what kind of genius is this, it can be refined like this in less than four months!"

Li Hu touched the stubble that pricked his hand, smashed his mouth twice, and sighed.

"Lao Li, this game is not simple, hurry up and pay attention to it, I just found out."

Zhao Tiancheng looked at Li Hu and said, Li Hu heard this, his face was solemn: "What you are talking about... That one? ”

"It seems that you have also discovered, that's right, it's the energy in the game, hurry up and study it, maybe martial arts will be brilliant again in our generation."

Song Zhan put away the long knife, ignored the gazes of Mo Shi and the others who almost pierced him, turned around and walked back to the team.

"Brother Zhan, strong and invincible!"

"Brother Zhan, you are so fierce!"

Xiao Wu and the others crowded around Song Zhan, and the continuous sound of sycophants beating the sky was shocking.

"Alright, silence, let me continue watching."

Zhao Tiancheng glanced at Song Zhan with satisfaction, and then said to his nephews and apprentices with a straight face.

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