"If you dare to say it again, I will kill you!"

Zhang He's hand holding the knife trembled, but it still stopped on Liu Mangbing's head, staring at him with evil eyes.

"Goo."

The tips of Liu Mangbing's hair were already wet with cold sweat, and he almost returned to the underworld.

Now, he didn't even have the courage to look at Zhang He, and his eyes glanced at Ouyang Rulong vigorously.

Where will Ouyang Rulong care about him, if he doesn't leave, the knife in the cave can't cut the Purple Gold Rat King, can't he still cut you?

"Why are you trying to do it at him!"

Zhang Shijun strode forward and snatched Zhang He's knife down.

"Murder, and a reason?" Zhang He was not afraid at all, and turned his eyes to look at Zhang Shijun, his eyes froze.

This man is so familiar.

"Good boy, it's really like me." Zhang Shijun said secretly in his heart.

Eighteen years, this is the first time I stand in front of my son, both relieved and worried.

I was glad that Zhang He had grown up strongly, but I was worried that my son had actually embarked on the path of a cultivator.

"Humph!"

Zhang Shijun deliberately tried it, his eyes froze, and the powerful words seemed to make the surrounding air vibrate.

Seeing that Zhang He's face did not change, Zhang Shijun's eyes shone brightly, and an unparalleled momentum suddenly burst out, and the surrounding students' bodies were uncontrollable while taking three or four steps back to stand firm, and Liu Mangbing, who was closest to him, was directly pressed to the ground, unable to move.

Although Zhang He was not so embarrassed, he also retreated two steps back before he could stop.

"Take a step back, I forgive you for the sin of disrespect!" Zhang Shijun said lightly.

Zhang He was not afraid at all, raised his sword, pointed directly at Zhang Shijun's face, and said with a sneer:

"Lao Tzu, don't take a step back!"

Everyone was shocked and discussed.

"This kid is crazy, dare to call himself Lao Tzu in front of the military master?"

"yes, no one can protect him now."

"yes, yes...."

Jin Chan and the others saw that Zhang Shijun seemed to be on fire, their faces changed wildly, and they were about to rush forward one by one to intercede for Zhang He.

"Don't move! Stand and look closely! ”

Jin Chan's ears moved, and he looked back suspiciously, and Mei Liangxin's lips moved slightly.

"Transmission into the secret!?" Jin Chan knew in his heart, and immediately let go, and hurriedly grabbed a few people like Xiang, and saved himself from causing more trouble.

"Brother Zhang He is fine, you go back and look at the instructor."

"What's the matter, you don't go up, I'll do it myself!"

is like the hottest temper, the meniscus knife is already in his hand, as long as this Laoshzi army master dares to do it, he will fight hard to protect Zhang He.

Seeing that Jin Chan pulled him and didn't let him step forward, his tone suddenly became impatient, and when he looked back with Jin Chan's reminder, he saw Mei Liangxin frowning at them. Understood in the moment.

"Let me ask you again, do you really not take a step back?"

Zhang Shijun took a step forward, and the beast seemed to appear faintly on his face, and the huge momentum pressed towards Zhang He like a storm.

"Boom!"

Zhang He was like a flat boat, alone in the ocean, in danger of capsizing at any time, and the powerful momentum was like the huge waves on the sea, lapping him wave after wave, until Zhang He half knelt on the ground.

"Lao Tzu said, don't take a step back!" Zhang He's eyes were full of bloodshots, and with a low roar, he stood up and looked directly at Zhang Shijun.

"Okay, I see if you can retreat!" Zhang Shijun was also aroused to be competitive, and laughed, and the air around him seemed to be distorted, rippling out circles of water-like ripples.

If it was like the endless Yangtze River just now, now it is a stormy wave, and the turbulent and violent oppressive force filled every part of Zhang He's body in an instant.

Zhang He even heard the 'click' sound of the bones in his body being overwhelmed.

"Lao Tzu..."

"No retreat!"

Zhang He pointed the knife on the ground, holding on to prevent himself from kneeling, his eyes still staring at Zhang Shijun.

If you don't retreat, you don't retreat!

Zhang He saw the tragic death of the girl in front of his eyes.

What can be done?

If you retreat, will you be able to save her?

"Nope! Lao Tzu does not retreat! Lao Tzu is going to you! Zhang He roared angrily in his heart, "I haven't found the truth yet, how can I retreat!" ”。

The stubborn and unyielding aura gushed out, and it was difficult to resist.

Every time the air twisted, Zhang He felt as if his body was about to be crushed by this huge pressure.

"Instructor Mei, go and help Zhang He ask for a favor, you will suffer internal injuries if you continue like this." Xiangru hurriedly ran to Mei Liangxin's side, this didn't look like it was okay.

Mei Liangxin's eyes fell on Zhang Shijun, and he was a little unsure of Zhang Shijun's meaning for a while, this didn't seem to be the scope of the beating.

shook his head at Xiangru, shook his head with a solemn face, and said:

"Go and intercede now, Zhang He's Dao heart will inevitably be damaged, and there is no possibility of moving forward in the future, look at it, the military lord has a number."

It's like being so anxious that you can't stop sweating, you can't ask for it, you don't ask for it, and you're in a hurry.

Jin Chan, Hou Feifei, Jin Ping, Ge Zixuan, and even Mo Zixin all rushed to Mei Liangxin's side and pleaded for Zhang He, hoping that Mei Liangxin would come forward to dissuade him.

Mei Liangxin smiled helplessly, but he was not good at attacking the students, so he had to repeat what he had just told Xiangru.

"TMD, Lao Tzu teaches his son, how can I go up, isn't this looking for death."

That being said, his eyes still looked at the two people in the field worriedly.

As time passed, the surprise in Zhang Shijun's heart also grew, the coercion he exerted was no longer something that a second-order cultivator could withstand, even a third-order cultivator could only resist it.

"This kid!" Zhang Shijun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but his face was indeed as cold as ice.

"No return? Then come again! ”

"Come on, SB, me!" Zhang He roared, and the quintessence of the classics gushed out.

Zhang Shijun's face darkened, it has been more than ten years, and it is the first time that someone has scolded him like this, and this is actually his own son.

The gushing angry scolding continued, Zhang Shijun's face was a little unbearable, and he directly raised his momentum to a higher level. The air that had been regularly distorted became disordered in an instant.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the breath that had been held in his chest was gone.

Zhang He's expression instantly withered.

Do you want to return it?

Do you really want to return?

No!

Zhang He was unwilling, roared angrily, looked at Zhang Shijun with a calm face, and scolded:

"Stinky SB, come, me! Next Olympics! ”

The strong unwillingness turned into strength, and the strength in his body seemed to come back, Zhang He picked up the sword and took a step forward.

didn't take a step, he scolded bitterly, and the people around him couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him.

“CNM！”

"Not good!" Mei Liangxin's face changed greatly, this kid really dared to scold anything, and hurriedly shouted at Zhang Shijun: "Lord Warlord, be merciful!" ”

But it was too late, Zhang Shijun's face was extremely dark, especially when Zhang He's quintessence came out to greet his mother, and he shouted "Evil obstacles!" ”

The momentum on his body was no longer suppressed, and he went with all his strength, attacking Zhang He in an instant.

"You dare!"

It was the voice of Yang Huairou who rushed back.

Zhang He only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was no longer conscious, but at the last moment of falling, he thought in his heart,

"Hey, TMD, you lost, Lao Tzu didn't retreat!"

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"Say, Zhang Shijun, how do you want to die?"

After Zhang He fell, he was quickly sent to Mei Liangxin for treatment, and Yang Huairou, who hurried back to meet his son, happened to see the scene of Zhang He falling.

"He scolded me." Zhang Shijun didn't dare to come out, he no longer had his previous domineering, and his eyes kept dodging.

Yang Huairou laughed angrily, and suddenly flashed a stunner gun in his hand, which was aimed at Zhang Shijun.

The tip of the gun condensed compressed air, the speed was extremely fast, and the screaming sound of breaking the air sounded, if there was no resistance, it would be as strong as Zhang Shijun, I am afraid that there would be more holes in his body.

"Wife, are you really here?"

Zhang Shijun let out a strange cry and hurriedly dodged.

Seeing that Yang Huairou still refused to let go of herself, the shadows of the guns were connected, and the condensed guns even cut the tent, so frightened that Zhang Shijun waved his hands again and again, and hurriedly said that he was wrong.

"Come, you take a step back, I'll let you go!" Yang Huairou already had a clear understanding of what had just happened, and in order to vent his anger for his son, he directly sent Zhang Shijun's words back.

"Wife, be reasonable, it was that stinky boy who scolded me first!"

"You can't retreat!"

"I'll retreat! I'll retreat! How do you want me to return! ”

The space in the tent is limited, but the attack range of the Shadow Gun is extremely large, and Zhang Shijun can't show his skills, so he can only jump up and down in the tent, like a monkey.

"Hiss~" The sound of clothes cracking sounded.

"Go and apologize to my son!"

"No way, he scolded me!"

"Shhh~"

Another bang.

"Huairou, don't rush me!"

"Hiss~" is still crisp.

"To go or not?"

Yang Huairou's hand did not stop, and the sound of the wind brought out by the Shadow Gun was hunting, and it passed in front of Zhang Shijun from time to time, and it was another crack.

"Don't go! He scolded my mother, this rebel! That's his grandmother! ”

"Shhh~"

"To go or not?"

“....”

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Zhang He woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he was a man with a blue nose and swollen face standing beside him, and when he looked carefully, the clothes on his body were all strips, and he was embarrassed.

"Uncle, who are you?"

The person who came squeezed out an extremely ugly smile, grabbed Zhang He's hand, and scared Zhang He.

"Brother, I'll retreat!"