In terms of cultivation, Second Master Zhao is really not so demonic.

Although he is a martial artist, his cultivation talent is really not as good as the other two of the same clan.

That is to say, Zhaojiabao has a relatively deep heritage, much more than other villages, and he is more or less a little genius, so he can be promoted to a martial artist.

As a result, at his current age, he is still a beginner-level martial artist, and there is no hope for further development.

It is precisely because of this that he will honestly stay at home and help protect the family's foundation.

Lang Zhen is seven or eight years younger than him, and the advanced martial artist is a little earlier than him, and his combat power is not comparable to him.

To put it bluntly, if the lone wolf had his resources, he would be at least a middle-level martial artist now, and a high-level martial artist would not be impossible to think.

And once Lang Zhen is promoted to a middle-level martial artist, he will definitely dare to challenge a high-level martial artist, unlike this Second Master Zhao, who has no courage to fight a lone wolf who has not recovered his skills.

Those who can be promoted to martial artists are quite remarkable, but the same department-level cadres, who rely on the Yu Yin of their ancestors, and those who rely on their own abilities to fight up, can it be the same?

Second Master Zhao's combat power is really average, but he also has his own strengths - eyesight!

After so many years of being a martial artist, his vision is not comparable to ordinary people, you must know that a martial artist is also a martial artist.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to see at a glance that the lone wolf's cultivation was not fully recovered, but was just dangling on the threshold of a martial artist.

Hearing the whistling of the wind, his face changed, and he secretly screamed in his heart, "Bitter!"

But at this time, it was too late for him to do anything, just like when he made a move against Deng Laoer, the Deng family's second move was old, and he could only watch.

This kind of suppression in the realm, the crushing effect caused by it, really makes it easy to feel powerless.

Second Master Zhao couldn't have imagined that the merchant who collected jade was actually the highest cultivator among the four, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Intermediate martial artist?"

He only had time to shout these four words, and the other party's finger wind hit the cloth belt in the air squarely.

As mentioned above, generally speaking, beginner and middle-level martial artists can't exert much power in terms of internal qi and external release—most martial artists can't even use such methods.

Only advanced high-level martial artists, or even innate masters, would be interested in working on this method.

Feng Jun's finger wind is not very powerful, but it can penetrate four or five thick glasses in the air, but in this plane, it can already be regarded as a first-class strength among middle-level martial artists.

If he shot directly at the other party, he thought that he might not be able to break the opponent's defense, and he would not be able to effectively rescue Deng Laoer, so as soon as he made a move, he rushed the opponent's cloth whip.

The whip is inherently soft, and the whip made of cloth is even softer, even if the cloth is unusually tough.

Zhao Erye is a master of making whips, and he is not afraid of others blocking the whip, he thought about it when he made a move, if this kid surnamed Deng dared to block the block, he just took advantage of the situation to tie people up and drag them over.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the other party actually had a middle-level martial artist who was also good at using finger wind.

You must know that Zhao Erye drives the whip, and he also has to infuse the internal qi into it, so that he can do it like an arm.

The opponent's internal qi was released, and the finger wind hit the whip heavily, and at this moment, the internal qi he injected was interrupted, and the whip swung back with a little surprise, and smashed heavily into his chest with lightning speed.

No way, the whip is so difficult to play, although it is a sharp weapon, it is too difficult to control.

How many years has Second Master Zhao played with whips, and the last time he encountered such an embarrassment was more than twenty years ago - at that time, he had not yet been promoted to a martial artist.

To make matters worse, his whip was originally a belt, with a palm-sized oblate black iron plate tied to the tip of the whip.

This iron plate is usually tied around his waist, a bit similar to the belt buckle of the earth world, which looks like a decoration, but in fact, his belt is waved, and the lethality of the iron plate is not small.

In particular, he still uses iron tablets made of dark iron, which are extremely hard and heavy.

Seeing the iron card swinging back, Zhao Erye subconsciously flashed his body, if he had encountered this situation more than twenty years ago, he would have chosen to give up the whip directly and retreat violently.

But now, the situation does not allow it, he can't throw away his weapons at will - as a martial artist, do you want dignity anymore?

And all around him are also the children of the Zhao family, and he still has to think about it, so he can't hurt them by mistake.

So, while dodging, he desperately exerted his internal qi and tried to regain control of the whip.

As it turned out, he was overthinking, and the iron plate slammed back with great speed, hitting him hard in the right chest.

With such a blow, Zhao Erye's eyes were black, and his chest was stuffy, so he couldn't hang his back.

Immediately afterwards, Deng Laoer's sword slashed heavily at the young man who bullied the little girl.

The young man was a mid-level martial artist, but he was also a little bold, he didn't dodge, he pulled out the machete at his waist, and met the long sword.

However, the next moment, his body was shocked, and the machete in his hand was cut into two pieces.

The weapons of the two sons of the Deng family were all begged for by Mr. Deng, and they could not be said to be peerless treasures, but they were always much stronger than most weapons.

The weapons of the Zhao family are not very bad, and they are not so bad that they can't block the other party's sword.

The crux of the problem is that under the fury, Deng Lao Er used all his strength to split such a sword.

This kind of hard fighting, without fancy, forcibly cut off a good fine iron short knife.

Fortunately, this person took two quick steps back with the strength of the other party, avoiding the long sword that was cut off on the spot.

As soon as Deng Lao Er made a move, he didn't say much, his body jumped forward, his wrist turned over his waist, and the long sword slanted from bottom to top to pick the other party, and he actually chased and killed him.

"Wait!" someone shouted, and two young men struck from both sides, trying to save their own people.

"Bastard!" Someone snorted coldly, and two white lights struck the two people, but it was Lang Zhen who finally made a move, he stood up, and shook his hand and shot two hidden arrows.

Seeing this, these two hurriedly dodged, but where was the lone wolf's hidden arrow so easy to dodge?

In the blink of an eye, one person was hit by an arrow in the arm, another was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and two screams rang out.

Seeing this, the two high-ranking martial artists in front of Lang Zhen pulled out their short sticks and long swords, and attacked Lang Zhen together.

"Look for death!" After a cold snort, two more finger winds struck.

These two were much more alert than Second Master Zhao, and when they heard this cold snort, they didn't think about it, and dragged their weapons backwards.

It's really different from being prepared and not being prepared, and the two miraculously dodged these two fingers.

At the same time, a man came out of the hut, young and grotesquely dressed, with very short hair, how awkward to look, and carrying a strangely shaped iron rod with a wooden support at one end.

Feng Jun walked out of the house, ignoring the people present, but walked next to the little girl and asked in a deep voice, "Feifei, does your chest hurt?"

He is not the kind of person who particularly likes children, but he appreciates Fei Fei's strength and self-reliance.

Fei Fei shook her head, coughed twice, coughed up two balls of blood, and replied with a smile, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, I'm used to it." ”

It was only at this time that Second Master Zhao's gaze returned to normal, he glanced left and right, and immediately shouted, "Stop!

When others heard this, they all stopped, Deng Lao Da and Lang Zhen just pressed for Deng Lao Er, and they would not take the initiative to take action.

But how could Deng Lao Er listen to him? He swung his long sword and chased after the middle-level martial artist and slashed at him.

However, although the opponent's strength is poor, if you concentrate on escaping, there is really no good way to chase the person.

But when Second Master Zhao saw this, he was really angry, he glanced at the short-haired young man, and said angrily, "If Your Excellency doesn't restrain your subordinates, don't blame me for being rude." ”

Feng Jun glanced at him and snorted disdainfully, "What are you?" talk to me...... You are also worthy?"

He is a thorn, but he is not obedient to such an extent, but he has always believed in "an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth", since the other party said strange things to Lang Zhen, don't blame him for fighting back - if you don't give face to my people, why should I give you face?

Second Master Zhao was so angry that his eyes were about to split, and he shouted, "Son of the Zhao family, stop this guy for me!"

"I see who dares!" Lang Zhen said gloomily, "Those who dare to do it...... Die!"

Second Master Zhao was so angry that his whole body trembled, "Lone wolf, don't deceive people too much!"

No matter what plane it is, there is such a kind of person who can only see the malice of others towards him, but never think about what he has done.

Seeing that there were many such people, Lang Zhen was not very angry, but just spoke lazily, "They are fighting fairly, whoever dares to make a move, will die!"

"Fair heads-up?" Second Master Zhao was so angry that he was about to explode, "High-level martial artists chase down middle-level martial artists, you tell me that it's fair?"

Lang Zhen spoke slowly, "When your family's high-level martial artist singled out a seven-year-old girl, didn't you think it was unfair?"

His words are really choking - what do you mean by "a middle-level martial artist singles out a seven-year-old girl"?

But Second Master Zhao didn't care at all, he shouted angrily, "Is this little girl your person? That's my Zhige County's people, and it's not your turn to do anything about the internal affairs of our Zhige people!"

This kind of logic is too bastard, but there is still a market, and people in many places have a similar logic - stop Ge, it's the stop of Ge!

Lang Zhen was not interested in arguing with him, so he said very simply, "Fei Fei was hired by us, and now she is from our owner." ”

When Zhao Erye heard this, he was stunned for a moment, this plane, there is no child labor, a little girl of seven or eight years old can already do a lot of things, collect firewood, herd cattle, and cut pigweed......

But he still couldn't stand things being so out of control, "Stop first and say something slowly." ”

At this moment, a voice sounded slowly, "If you say one more word, I will kill you!"