Whoosh!

Zhao Yun fell from the sky and stepped on the battle platform with a bang.

"Damn."

The great elder snorted coldly, and after planning everything, Zhao Yun still managed to catch up.

"Third brother."

Zhao Chuan stumbled and smiled.

"I don't want my life."

Zhao Yun said, pouring in a mouthful of spiritual liquid, and all the bloody gorges were restored.

"Zhao Yun, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhao Yang snorted coldly, feeling slightly frightened, but he had to show off his momentum.

"Get down, I'll do it."

Zhao Yun patted Zhao Chuan, and looking at Zhao Yang's expression, he looked more cold.

The previous sword was enough to kill Zhao Chuan.

I really underestimated Zhao Yang and became cruel, but it turned out that I didn't recognize him.

"I'm not strict."

Zhao Yang sneered, and the meaning was obvious. I will not fight with you downgraded. I will decide the position of Young Master. If you are at the top level versus the fourth level, there is no reason for me to lose.

Zhao Yun said nothing, or he was very casual.

Zheng!

Zhao Yang didn't waste any time and started attacking on the spot, unleashing a burst of sword energy with one strike.

Zhao Yun did not move. He controlled the sword with his soul and protected his body with the two swords. Although the sword energy was fierce, it was difficult to get close to him. This alone was enough to surprise the onlookers. It was not that they had never seen Yu Jian before, but Yu Jian did not make a seal.

The first time I saw him, Zhao Yun stood there without moving, and just put his two swords there and flew back and forth. Is this really controlling the swords with his mind?

Compared with the surprise of others, Zhao Yuan felt particularly distressed.

When he left, his child was fine.

Goodbye in March, one sleeve is empty.

His son must have suffered a lot these days. If Zhuge Xuandao hadn't pulled him, he would have rushed to the stage long ago, probably because he was afraid that Zhao Yun would be distracted.

Gua!

As he spoke, Dapeng circled down and landed outside the martial arts arena.

Even though it doesn't look very good, it shows its domineering power. There was a hurricane when it hit the ground. Its background was slightly weaker than Yan Kang's, and it was blown away. The main reason is that Dapeng's evil aura is quite strong. Although its cultivation level is low, its performance is gratifying.

The master, Zhao Yun, has gone through countless bloody battles, and this is how he has tempered his evil spirit and murderous spirit.

"That...is the psychic beast?"

The children of the Zhao family, as well as many elders of the Zhao family, all had bright eyes.

I have seen many flying mounts.

However, those are basically kept in captivity, and this is the first time that psychic beasts are seen. This is because few people are proficient in psychic skills. In other words, the requirements are extremely strict and require special blood. For ordinary people, it is difficult to reach the sky.

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No one knows how Zhao Yun did it.

"Whose baby is that?"

After seeing Dapeng, he also saw the little Linglong on Dapeng's back. Zhao Yun came down early, but she was still sitting on it, clutching Dapeng's hair tightly with her small hands, for fear of falling down accidentally.

It would be too embarrassing if Yuan's true disciple was thrown to death.

Whoosh!

The fat old man reached out, picked her up from the air, held her in his arms, and looked at her up and down, her pink flesh was sizzling, she was so cute.

Zhuge Xuandao was not very honest. He stretched out his hand and pinched the person's little face. He was already an old guy, but he liked the little guy. This might be the legendary second-generation relative, but Xiao Linglong's seniority was higher than that of the younger one.

They are tall.

From Hongyuan's point of view, like Lao Xuandao, she still has to call her uncle.

"Little girl, your bones are amazing."

"When you grow up, you will definitely be a beauty."

"Come on, give Grandpa a smile."

The fat old man, Zhuge Xuandao, the purple-haired kid and the little black fat guy were all talking nonsense together, like studying treasures, and surrounded the little Linglong. Sometimes they would reach out and pinch people's faces, arms and legs.

, and the smile is not normal.

Xiao Linglong's face turned a little dark.

A man who has returned to youth is still so embarrassed. These old fools and little bastards are really brave.

I'll wait for you all until I recover, and it won't be over until I cry.

Compared to them, Xiao Caimi and Chi Yan's beautiful eyes sparkled, and their motherly instincts became stronger when they saw Keren'er's little girl.

These people are really interesting.

The fight was in full swing on the stage, and no one was watching, so the little girl was left alone to study. It seemed that she was not here to watch the fight, but to hang out and talk nonsense.

That’s right, Zhao Yun is already on the field, whether you watch or not, there is no difference.

Zhao Yang is far from his opponent.

Indeed, it's not even a bit bad.

Since the beginning of the war, Zhao Yun has not moved from beginning to end. He stands like a stone statue. He only controls the sword with his soul. He attacks Ba Jue with two swords. He has already practiced his wit. They are two swords, but they look like two.

Daoguang beat Zhao Yang back steadily, and the blood on his body was printed one after another.

"Is this sword-driving?"

Many people were surprised. They really didn’t know how Zhao Yun controlled the sword, and actually performed it so exquisitely. It seemed that he was not controlling the sword, but someone wielding the sword to attack, and he also had his own mysterious sword moves.

Those who couldn't clearly see the sword style could see two rays of light flying around. The clang was harsh and the buzzing was shaking the mind. The momentum alone was beyond what they could compare to.

"How can you be so strong?" The great elder couldn't sit still.

For today's competition, he worked very hard and prepared too many trump cards for Zhao Yang, all of which were aimed at Zhao Yun, such as the explosive talisman, Zhao Yun's body skills, Zhao Yun's psychic beast, etc., and he all found ways to deal with it.

After the war started, I found out that everything he did was of no use.

Zhao Yun simply didn't move and used the most basic sword control skills.

Just like that, Zhao Yang couldn't stand still.

"What did he go through in these three months?"

The children of the Zhao family, especially those who had humiliated Zhao Yun before, looked stunned. Look at the qi and blood, surging and majestic, and look at the qi accumulation, which is also strong enough.

Only March.

A waste has reached such a level, so he must be cheating!

“It is as immovable as a mountain, and it is difficult to know its yin and yang.”

The neutral elders have smoothed their beards more and have deep eyes. Compared with Zhao Yang, Zhao Yun seems to be more suitable to be the young master. Zhao Yang does not have all the character he has. In terms of talent and qualifications, Zhao Yun is enough to crush Zhao Yang.

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Just imagine, a body with broken veins has achieved such achievements in three months. Zhao Yun must be such a monster. Just a sword control skill is enough to make Zhao Yang embarrassed. If he uses his trump card, Zhao Yang will be defeated within three rounds.

In front of Zhao Yun, the suppression seems to be just a decoration.

In terms of foundation, Zhao Yun at the peak of the True Spirit is far inferior to Zhao Yun at the fourth level. You must know that Zhao Yun only has one arm left. If his limbs are intact, there is no comparison.

"Is that my child?"

Zhao Yuan murmured, but also looked at it in a daze, it was too strong.

"Let's also see who taught the disciple."

Zhuge Xuandao hugged Xiao Linglong, teasing her and saying casually.

"I dare to ask senior, who is Yun'er's master..."

"Hongyuan, Daxia Hongyuan."

"Hong..."

Zhao Yuan blurted out one word, but the remaining words seemed to be stuck in his throat. At that moment, he could not sit still. As a Daxia person, how could he not know that Hong Yuan was recognized as the best in the world!

He was actually his child's master.

Only now did he know why Zhao Yun defied heaven and achieved nirvana.

Why does Hong Yuan need someone? Rumor has it that he is already a quasi-immortal and must have extraordinary skills. If his spiritual vein is cut off, how can it be difficult to live in his old man's home?
To be continued...