Before Tie Qinzi could be frightened, he had already been hit hard in the back of the head and completely lost consciousness.

Defeated, Tie Qinzi, who ranked eighth in the overall list of the hidden dragon list, actually lost in the first face, the first move, and the defeat was undisputed, and it could even be called a crushing defeat.

Stunned, the disciples who were still talking about watching were all stunned. Is this the wrong way to open your eyes? Nima, the bullish and coaxing Tieqinzi, why did he directly hit the street with a stick?

It seems that even if it is Jiuhua Mountain Sword Lingfeng, who ranks first on the Hidden Dragon List, it is difficult to kill Tie Qinzi with one sword!

"Under the age of twenty-five, I am invincible," Zhao Lang stepped on the back of the unconscious Tie Qinzi and looked at the disciples of the big sect with cold eyes, "People who think I'm crazy, don't recognize my words, don't take me seriously, let's go together!"

The corners of Qing Lingzi's mouth twitched slightly, and he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately he was not a stupid person like Tie Qinzi, and he was provoked to come forward to fight with a word, otherwise the one lying on the ground now might not be Tie Qinzi, it was him Qing Lingzi.

By the way, Qing Lingzi suddenly stirred up a spirit, perhaps, Zhao Lang made this arrogant appearance, just to provoke everyone, so that everyone was excited by his words, and they were embarrassed to scatter in a hurry, so they could only challenge one by one, so that he could break them one by one and achieve his supreme prestige. Zhao Lang's move seems to be reckless and arrogant, but in fact, he is secretly scheming, thinking of this, Qing Lingzi seems to be pouring a basin of cold water from his head, looking at Zhao Lang's gaze, the color of jealousy is a little stronger again.

Qing Lingzi's heart was secretly burning, he had always thought highly of himself, even in front of Jian Lingfeng and Song Xiong and others, he was very low-key, but in his heart, he looked down on those people.

In terms of martial arts, maybe these people can compare with themselves, and even Jian Lingfeng's martial arts are even higher than themselves, but in terms of scheming, Qing Lingzi is confident that he can crush those guys.

At least, with just a few words and a letter, he let the Tiger Gang make Zhao Lang disgraced, and Jian Lingfeng and them were even more provoked by themselves to look for Zhao Lang's troubles.

A true wise man, make good use of all the people and forces that can be used to achieve his own goals, Qing Lingzi has always thought that he is such a person, he thinks that a mere Zhao Lang, in front of him, is simply handy. However, Zhao Lang slapped him hard with his behavior, so what if he could make a plan?

The biggest mistake Qing Lingzi made was that he seriously underestimated Zhao Lang's strength, and was able to kill Tie Qinzi in one blow, Zhao Lang's strength had far exceeded Qing Lingzi's original estimate.

Before the absolute strength gap, any plan was a mirror, and Qing Lingzi gathered so many people to gather here, there was no way to make Zhao Lang lose face. Even Zhao Lang took this opportunity to kill Tie Qinzi in one blow, stepping on Tie Qinzi's reputation, and pushing his prestige to a new level again.

This time, Qing Lingzi can really be said to be making wedding clothes for others.

Looking at the pensive Qing Lingzi, the corner of Zhao Lang's mouth showed a chuckle: "What, Qing Lingzi, don't you avenge your junior brother? If you want revenge, come up!"

Qing Lingzi came back to his senses, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, he shook his head with a smile, and arched his hand: "Zhao Gongzi is strong in martial arts, Qing Lingzi thinks that he and Brother Tie Qinzi are between Bozhong, not your Excellency's opponents." But the junior brother under you died because of you after all, and our Qingcheng faction will not expose it. Although he is not talented in the Xia, in the Qingcheng faction, there are many predecessors who are stronger than in the Xia. ”

"The green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, Zhao Gongzi, there will be a period in the future," Qing Lingzi arched his hand, snorted, and left with all the disciples. I have to say that Qing Lingzi's way of doing things is indeed so perfect that he can't find a thorn.

is neither humble nor arrogant, neither was provoked by Zhao Lang to lose face, nor did he give in to Zhao Lang, so that the Qingcheng faction would lose face. His words were generous and decent, and he let go of cruel words, leaving room for more, so that even if Yu Yunting asked, he would not have anything to say to Qing Lingzi. After all, if the skills are not as good as people, there is also the responsibility of the master, and it is enough to be able to save the face of the sect, which is hundreds of times better than being trampled on the ground like Tieqinzi.

Generally speaking, when people in the rivers and lakes say such words, they will have a hint of calming things down, and there are no deep grievances, they will be revealed, after all, it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them.

However, does the word "general" have anything to do with Zhao Lang? When did he, Zhao Lang, manage the rules of the rivers and lakes?

He, Zhao Lang, is now waiting for a bunch of people to make him stand up! The Qingcheng faction, as the first leader, once he is let go, the disciples of the other sects will not disperse directly, how will they play and demonstrate when the time comes?

"If you want to stop Young Master Ben's car, stop it, and leave if you want to?" Zhao Lang smiled coldly, his figure was like a big peng, he soared up, his feet were on the shoulders of several Qingcheng factions, and a Jin Yan in the Jin Yan Gong copied the water, and jumped in front of Qing Lingzi, "Don't give an explanation, don't think about leaving today." ”

Qing Lingzi's face was pale, if he hadn't been afraid that Xiangyang City was now the territory of the beggar gang, he would have called his juniors to beat Zhao Lang by now, this is completely an unforgiving rhythm!

"Zhao Lang, what do you want?" Zhao Lang hooked the corners of his mouth: "It's very simple." As soon as Zhao Lang's voice sounded, his figure had disappeared in front of Qing Lingzi, Qing Lingzi's pupils shrank, and a hint of foreboding rose in his heart.

Knowing that Zhao Lang might be going to do it again, Qing Lingzi knew that he didn't have time to turn around, so he didn't even look back, so he directly pulled out his long sword and slashed it behind his back.

Burst!

A purse was cut in the air, and clumps of white powder fell on Qing Lingzi's body, and part of it was blown away by the wind, permeating the entire group of disciples of the Qingcheng Sect.

"What is this!" Qing Lingzi had a hint of foreboding in his heart, and hurriedly asked.

The corners of Zhao Lang's mouth hooked slightly: "Soon, you will know!"

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of shouts among the ordinary disciples of the Qingcheng faction, and all the disciples began to take off the sect clothes of the Qingcheng faction, put their hands into their clothes, tickling them, and even some disciples were already lying on the ground and rubbing the ground.

These powders are one of the treasures at the bottom of Zhao Lang's several big pressure boxes, itching for seven days.

Qing Lingzi's face changed drastically, he had the most itching for seven days, and now it had begun to attack, an extremely uncomfortable itch quickly spread throughout his body, his skin became red in an instant, even if his heart was as deep as the sea, he could no longer endure the limit of this physiological itching at this time, and the sweat droplets of bean size fell from his forehead.

"Despicable!" Qing Lingzi gritted his teeth, could only say two words, and fell into endless itching again.

The corners of Zhao Lang's mouth hooked slightly: "You guys from the Qingcheng faction, first for the sake of misfortune, the people were bumped into by me, and then blamed the death of that scum on Young Master Ben, is it really easy for Young Master Ben to bully?"

"The seven-day itch on your body will last for seven days, just let Young Master Ben give you a small lesson," Zhao Lang turned around and looked at the many sect disciples who were looking at each other not far away, "In the future, who dares to stop Young Master Ben's carriage inexplicably, the Qingcheng faction is your example!"

With that, Zhao Lang got into the carriage, vigorously walked through the crowd, and ran towards his manor in the distance, leaving only a proud word. "You're not qualified to trouble me. I want to avenge Yu Tianxiong's scumbag and ask Yu Yunting to come to my house by himself!"

PS: The pace of the plot is going to speed up, soon, Guo Jing and Huang Rong will come to Xiangyang City, and Zhao Lang will really become a first-line master, and he will no longer play with these inconspicuous tricks. Because school has started, Ye Zi doesn't dare to guarantee anything, anyway, try to ensure two shifts a day, maybe a little later, don't blame you.

The computer crashed once.,There are some problems with the new system.,Sometimes there will be segmentation failures after the code is finished.,The leaves have already modified the previous chapters.,Sorry.。