Zhao Liang and Zhang Feilong fought together, you come and go, in a moment, it is more than a dozen rounds.

The people in the audience found out that although this flying dragon's conduct is worrying, but there is still a bit of kung fu in his hands, a set of knife techniques are used, although he can't see anything heeled, but he is also strict in law and killing, and in terms of his own eight-grade internal force, he can barely be regarded as a little master of the rivers and lakes.

Many people are secretly thinking to themselves, if they come to power, I am afraid that they may not be able to win the battle.

It's just that Zhang Feilong is a little inadequate in front of Zhao Liang.

The silver gun in white clothes, flexible body, strong internal force, the most eye-catching is the silver gun, suddenly east and west, left and right, the tip of the gun, as if the wind blows pear blossoms, the silver light is shining and unpredictable, with a strange beauty, and like a rainstorm, impermeable and murderous!

"Rainstorm Pear Flower Spear!"

Many people who know the goods exclaimed.

"The heirs of the Zhao family, re-emerge from the rivers and lakes!"

"The descendants of General Zhao Si, no wonder this is the case!"

......

Zhao Liang values his own background the most, and now he is called by others to break his heels, and he praises it greatly, just like beating chicken blood, he dances the silver gun in his hand faster and more ruthlessly, and for a while the white clothes are fluttering, the silver gun is like a dragon, and from a distance, it really seems that General Zhao Si is possessed.

This is bitter for Zhang Feilong.

His own internal strength is not strong, and the knife technique in his hand is obtained by stealing from the master, the most powerful killing move, he has not learned it at all, when he first started fighting against Zhao Liang, he can still rely on the resentment in his chest to kill some momentum, and now Zhao Liang is like a divine help, that is because he is the descendant of Zhao Zilong, but he Zhang Feilong is barely a fellow villager of General Zhang San, and he can't get any favor from General Zhang at all.

It's too late, it's too soon

Zhao Liang broke off with a drink, using the word "collapse", a shot broke the horizontal knife, shook the silver gun, and swept Zhang Feilong's throat, forcing him to hurriedly retreat, Zhao Liang closed it with his left hand, pushed it with his right hand, and the tail of the gun was like a poisonous dragon, stabbing out fiercely, and went straight to Zhang Feilong's door, forcing him to retreat again.

Zhang Feilong continued to retreat, revealing the empty door on his chest, and was swept away by Zhao Liang and directly knocked to the ground.

Zhao Liang, win!

The audience suddenly burst into earth-shattering cheers.

Even Jiang Zheng, the fourth grade on the stage, couldn't help nodding again and again.

Waiting for the applause god to slowly fall back, Jiang Zheng spoke.

"White-clothed Zhao Liang, okay! Qingyunmen welcomes you to join, you will be the first inner disciple of Qingyunmen!"

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, more of an accident.

Yang Fenglou was in the crowd, and couldn't help nodding secretly, this Jiang Zheng was pushed out to handle affairs on behalf of Qingyunmen, and sure enough, he had his uniqueness, after the Zhang Feilong brothers deliberately took advantage of the loopholes, they decisively accepted Zhao Liang as an inner disciple, not only directly erased the bad influence brought by the Zhang brothers, but also vaguely expressed his gratitude to Zhao Liang, which can be described as a multiplicity, of course, if there is another blind person who stands up and lets him stand up for Qingyunmen, this matter can not be more complete.

Sure enough, there are really eye-openings.

Zhang Feilong got up from the stage with one bone, holding his rib fork in one hand, and shouted loudly: "Why!? Didn't you say that you can only be an inner disciple if you win three games? He just won one, and there are still two games left......

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Jiang Zheng in front of him was gone.

Slightly stunned, Jiang Zheng was already close to him.

"Really, I don't dare to kill people in Qingyunmen!?"

Jiang Daxia broke off and made a brazen move.

One punch.

Just one punch!

directly blasted Zhang Feilong away, and the person was in mid-air, already vomiting blood!

After Jiang Zheng made a move, he snorted coldly, burst out of internal force, and shouted:

"Qingyunmen establishes a sect with sincerity! Treat all of you with sincerity, but you must not be humiliated! In the future, if anyone dares to use deceptive means to try to enter Qingyunmen, he will be the end!"

The voice landed, the sound shook the mountain peak, and for a while, between the peaks on the green clouds, there was an echo, and only the sound of "down, down, down......" was heard endlessly, which really shocked the treacherous young people.

Jiang Zheng's hand is powerful, the effect is very good, at least the Jianghu people who will take the stage later, either report their level in a proper manner, or try their best to win the ring, there is no one like Zhang Feilong anymore, but the good and bad people in the Jianghu are uneven, so that the entire ring battle is maintained in the appearance of a seven-grade and eight-grade duel, which is really a bit dull.

Time flowed, and the morning passed, just in those games.

Jiang Zheng came to the stage again and said frankly that the time was not early, and Qingyunmen prepared thin wine and meals for many colleagues in the rivers and lakes, and waited for everyone to finish eating and drinking, and then continued.

As soon as the afternoon began, people began to challenge the core disciples of Qingyun Sect.

These core disciples are really extraordinary, the few people who shot are all internal forces above the sixth grade, and the external skills are also well-known exercises in the rivers and lakes, and the scene of the battle is really more exciting than in the morning.

Yang Fenglou has been watching coldly, secretly noting in his heart the situation of the people who were recruited by the Qingyun Sect, especially those core disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and when he returned to the station, he couldn't say it, and he had to check the origin of these people through Li Sirui's intelligence network.

Another Jianghu person came to the stage to challenge, but unfortunately lost at the hands of the core disciples, but he was also recruited as an inner disciple by Qingyunmen.

Then, in the ring, there was silence.

All of a sudden, no one came to power.

It turned out that most of the people in the rivers and lakes who came to Qingyunmen to participate in the establishment ceremony were like Zhang Feilong, ready to try their luck, once they moved the real chapter, they would weigh their own weight, to say something unpleasant, really capable, they would have come to power a long time ago, and these people who did not come to the stage, if they really wanted to join Qingyunmen, they would naturally participate in the rating, and they would not be embarrassed to appear on the stage again.

So, on the high platform, it was idle.

In one day, Qingyunmen has recruited fifteen inner disciples and several outer disciples, which can be regarded as satisfied, and they are not willing to make extraneous branches, so they just wait for a while and announce the end directly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a person suddenly ascended the high platform.

He is tall and carries two knives.

After looking at the people in the audience, there was a burst of exclamation.

Not because this person is famous in the rivers and lakes, but because this one is a hall master of Jizhou Shuangdaomen, named Kan Shuang!

Seeing him on stage, everyone wondered, could it be that this Kan Daxia wanted to betray the door and leave the Shuangdaomen?

Jiang Zheng was also stunned, hurriedly came to the stage, hugged his fists and asked, "Master Kan, I don't know ...... you are?"

Kan Shuangyile.

"Master Jiang, today's recruitment of disciples by Qingyunmen can be called a major event on the rivers and lakes, and our Shuangdaomen is also sincerely congratulated, but at the end of such a day, it is all about watching these disciples fight back and forth, it is really boring and tight, Kan is not talented, and his skills are itchy for a while, and he wants to learn the skills of the masters of Qingyunmen!"

When Jiang Zheng heard this, a smile froze on his face.

The audience was interested.

Hey, kicker, here!