Zhao Lang was patient and waited until this guy entered the cave and even took off his clothes before he suddenly appeared, in order to really force him to fight.

Now, the West Poison Ouyang Feng and Xiong Da Xiong Er are already guarding the entrance of the cave, catching turtles in the urn, Zhao Lang, can rest assured that they can fight boldly and heartily.

"Stinky boy, you're very kind!" Haruzaburo gritted his teeth, murderous and awe-inspiring, but he didn't worry too much.

Although he was being followed, Haruzaburo was not too worried, the man in front of him looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he looked younger than his age, how capable could he be?

On the rivers and lakes, most of the second-rate masters are middle-aged in their forties and fifties, even if this kid starts cultivating from his mother's womb, what can he do? Can it compare to the second-rate true qi that Chun Saburo practiced Ling Bo Weibu from the inside out?

It's a pity that Chun Saburo couldn't imagine that the person in front of him was a demon he couldn't understand at all, if Zhao Lang's peerless martial arts were all spread out, the breadth of his cultivation would even exceed the five uniques, which was definitely enough to scare the stupid Chun Saburo.

In addition to Zhao Lang, the Southern Emperor Dao who is far away in Dali, the other four great Dao systems, Zhao Lang are all involved, and the peerless martial arts on his body are more than one palm, and all of them are very well studied, and they are all integrated, and in terms of combat effectiveness alone, Zhao Lang can be called invincible at the same level, and the battle of leapfrogging is like abusing vegetables.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, it's a serious matter to quickly knock you down. Looking at the girl who was scared with pear blossoms and rain, Zhao Lang pursed his lips, put the stick and sword on his shoulder, and said disdainfully, "Young Master Ben looks down on you flower thieves the most, coaxing girls is an art, and love is the king." If you can't find a match, use strong, and people like you should live with cucumbers for the rest of your life. ”

Listening to Zhao Lang's words, Chun Saburo's face was hideous, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and he had already pulled out the long sword placed on the table, and stabbed at Zhao Lang with a trick in the immeasurable swordsmanship.

The Boundless Sword Technique is the Boundless Sword Sect's Zhen Sect's peerless learning, and it was not Chun Saburo qualified to learn, but he secretly attacked and killed the original head of the Boundless Sword Sect and destroyed the Boundless Sword Sect, and this not weak sword technique naturally fell into his hands.

Of course, the Infinite Sword Sect itself is not a big sect, no matter how the Zhen Sect's peerless Infinite Sword Technique is not weak, it is at most at the top of the second-rate sword technique on the rivers and lakes, and its power is at most superior to the basic sword technique of the Quanzhen School, and the Seven Star Sword Technique, which is slightly more subtle, is still insufficient, not to mention, compared with Zhao Lang's first-class martial arts.

"Your sword is really ugly," Zhao Lang shook his head, didn't draw his sword, and slashed it with a stick, without any moves at all, but it happened to hit the weak point of the long sword's sword body, directly turning Chun Saburo's murderous sword into invisibility.

"Is this what you're capable of?" Zhao Lang pursed his lips and shook his head in disappointment, "I thought I could meet a strong opponent and have a good fight!" ”

Chun Saburo's pupils shrank, the blow he just hit had already used ten percent of his strength, and the other party didn't even make a move, and it was destroyed devastatingly, could it be that young man, is he a first-class master?

In fact, the first-class master, this is Chun Saburo thinks too much, Zhao Lang's internal cultivation is still far from the first-class, the reason why he can understate Chun Saburo's full force is mainly to completely surpass the latter in terms of skills.

After all, there is a gap between geniuses and mediocre talents, and this gap is still very different, just like a Taizu long fist, in the hands of mediocre people, it is just a third-rate martial art, but in the hands of Xiao Feng, the power is no less than the peerless martial arts in the hands of ordinary people. Even if Chun Saburo obtained Ling Bo Weibu, it would take a few years of hard work to develop a little bit of effort, but a person with a high level of understanding like Duan Yu could learn it directly.

Talent is such a thing, innate, and can't be envied.

The immeasurable swordsmanship itself is not a very good swordsmanship, even if Chun Saburo has practiced to a high depth, it is also full of flaws in Zhao Lang's eyes, not to mention that this girl relies on Ling Bo to pick flowers everywhere every day, and she doesn't practice swordsmanship much at all, and the foundation of swordsmanship is a mess, and the essence of immeasurable swordsmanship is only comprehended to one-tenth and twelve.

In terms of speed, Chun Saburo may be able to compare with Zhao Lang, and in terms of actual combat, compared with Zhao Lang, he is one step behind Sun Wukong.

"Don't be too arrogant," Chun Saburo was so angry that his face was red, but he looked like a little girl angry, and Zhao Lang was extremely disgusted when he saw it, and he secretly made up his mind to bring down this thing as soon as possible.

Too lazy to be verbose, Zhao Lang made a ruthless move directly, pointed directly at the stick and sword, stepped on Tiangang, walked seven stars, his body was like a white lightning, and the iron rod in his hand stabbed straight at Chun Saburo.

To Zhao Lang's surprise, with this blow, he had already surged into the power of the Beidou Su Sword Technique, and he didn't defeat the enemy with one blow, but was flashed by Chun Saburo.

Chun Saburo was on tiptoe, and his body actually fell forty-five degrees on his side, just avoiding Zhao Lang's Beidou Su Sword Technique, however, this was not the most surprising to him, the most unbelievable thing was that after Chun Saburo's body passed forty-five degrees on the side, he actually did not lose his center of gravity and fell to the ground at all, but spun lightly on his toes, appeared behind him in a blink of an eye, and stabbed out a sword.

Zhao Lang smiled coldly, the Divine Thoughts Realm was activated, and within Xu Fangyuan, his Divine Thoughts were completely shrouded and completely controlled.

Zhao Lang seemed to have eyes on his back, swung his stick to block Chun Saburo's sword attack, retreated violently, came to the village girl, and pointed to her acupoint: "Hide aside, this guy will be handed over to me to clean up." ”

"Hmm," the girl looked at Zhao Lang with starry eyes, and stepped aside in a daze, only to see that Chun Saburo was jealous and crazy, and kept roaring angrily in her heart.

This was supposed to be his prey, but he was released by Zhao Lang on his own initiative, how could he bear it!!

"I'm going to kill you!" Chun Sanniang roared hysterically, and her figure suddenly fluttered, up and down, left and right, it was extremely elegant, like a frightening dragon, even if it was Zhao Lang, for a while, but he couldn't see through his footwork.

"That's a little interesting!" Zhao Lang smiled coldly, he wasn't worried, he waved the iron rod, and he was entangled with Chun Sanniang, he couldn't see through Ling Bo's subtle footwork, so what, with the realm of divine thoughts, he knew everything clearly, no matter how Chun Sanniang made a move, he couldn't escape his prediction, he didn't need to look at it at all.

Boom!

After three or five moves, the stick sword in Zhao Lang's hand finally collided with Chun Sanniang's long sword, making a clanging sound. Chun Sanniang only felt that her tiger's mouth was violently shaken, and the long sword was almost about to come out of her hand, just now Zhao Lang had already poured into a trace of Kwai Qianlu's cultivation of Kwai Qianlu's true qi, but this trace of high-quality true qi was enough to make Zhao Lang's offensive more than three percent faster, this is the power of peerless martial arts.

The internal strength is mediocre, if the peerless martial arts, it is only the flower fist embroidered legs, if the internal strength is superb and vigorous, one move and one style, it is a superior stunt.

Seeing that he couldn't fight hard, Chun Saburo wanted to retreat, but he didn't know that the long sword in his hand seemed to be glued to the iron rod in the opponent's hand, and he couldn't break free at all, and even his footwork was so tired that his footwork was restrained.

"Sample, I'll let you flash, you flash again!" Zhao Lang laughed, the long stick in his hand danced violently, and the trick of the eight tricks of the stick method came to mind, and Chun Saburo's sword seemed to be tied with an iron rod, and it couldn't be separated from it at all.

"Stick your hands, withdraw!" Chun Saburo finally recognized the true strength of the guy opposite at this time, he was also decisive, and seeing that the situation was not good, he decisively abandoned the sword directly and fled outside the cave.