Chapter 136

In the aspect of cultivation, Zhao Er Ye is not so evil.

Although he is a martial arts master, his cultivation talent is really not as good as the other two of his family.

That is to say, Zhao's castle has a deep foundation, which is much better than that of other villages. Moreover, he is a little genius, so he can be promoted as a martial arts master.

As a result, at this age, he is still a junior martial arts master, and there is no hope of further development.

Because of this, he would stay at home and help to protect the family's foundation.

Lang Zhen is seven or eight years younger than him, and his advanced martial arts master is even earlier than him, and his combat power is not comparable to him.

It's not polite to say that if the lone wolf had his resources, he would be at least a middle-level martial arts teacher now, and a high-level martial arts teacher would not be unable to think about it.

If Lang Zhen was a middle-level master in the Jin Dynasty, he would dare to challenge a high-level master. Unlike Mr. Zhao, he didn't have the courage to fight alone with a lone wolf.

Those who can be promoted to the rank of martial arts master are quite extraordinary, but can the same department level cadres rely on their ancestors and their own abilities?

Zhao Er Ye's fighting power is really ordinary, but he also has his own strengths - eyesight!

After so many years of being a martial arts master, his vision is not comparable to that of ordinary people. It should be noted that a martial arts master who is ready to serve is also a martial arts master.

If not, he could not see at a glance that the cultivation of the lone wolf had not fully recovered, but was just wandering on the threshold of the martial arts master.

Hearing the whistling of Zhifeng, his face changed, and he cried in his heart, "bitter!"

However, at this time, it's too late for him to do anything else, just like he took action against Deng's second son, who is old and can only watch.

It's easy to feel powerless because of the crushing effect.

No matter what, the second master of Zhao never thought that the jade merchant was the most accomplished of the four. He couldn't help exclaiming, "middle class martial arts master?"

He only had time to shout out these four words. The other side's wind just hit the cloth belt in the air.

As I said earlier, generally speaking, the primary and middle level martial arts masters can't exert too much power in terms of internal Qi and external Qi - most martial arts masters can't even use such means.

Only high-level martial arts masters in the Jin Dynasty, or even innate experts, will be interested in working on this method.

Feng Shijun's power in the air is very strong, but it's not strong enough.

If he hits the other side directly, he thinks he may not be able to break the defense of the other side, and he can't rescue Deng Laoer effectively, so when he hits the other side, what he rushes is the whip of the other side.

The whip is soft. The whip made of cloth is even softer, even if the cloth is extremely tough.

Second master Zhao is a master of whips. He is not afraid of other people blocking whips. He thought about it when he shot. If the boy surnamed Deng dares to block whips, he will just tie people and drag them along.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the other side had a medium level martial arts teacher who was good at using the fingerwind.

You know, when Zhao Er Ye drove the whip, he also had to infuse the internal Qi into it, so that he could be as good as an arm.

The other side's internal Qi was released, and the wind hit the whip heavily. At this moment, the internal Qi he injected was interrupted, and the whip swung back a little faster, and hit him heavily on the chest.

I can't help it. The whip is so hard to play. Although it's a sharp weapon, it's too difficult to control.

Zhao Er Ye has been playing with whips for many years. The last time he was in such a mess, it was more than 20 years ago - at that time, he had not yet become a martial arts master of the advanced level.

What's worse, his whip was originally a belt, with a flat round black iron card about the size of a palm tied to the top of the whip.

This iron plate is usually tied around his waist, which is a bit similar to the belt buckle of the earth world. It looks like decoration, but in fact, when his belt is waved, the iron plate is not small in lethality. If ordinary people rub it carelessly, they may break their bones and tendons.

Especially the others are made of black iron, which is very hard and heavy.

Seeing the iron card swing back, Zhao Er Ye subconsciously flashed his body. If he had been in this situation more than 20 years ago, he would choose to give up the whip directly, and his body would suddenly retreat.

But now, the situation does not allow him to throw away his weapons at will. As a martial arts master, does he need dignity?

Besides, he is surrounded by all the children of the Zhao family, and he has to consider that he can't hurt them by mistake.

Therefore, he tried to control the whip again while avoiding.

As it turns out, he thought too much, and the iron card came back quickly and hit his right chest heavily.

With such a blow, the second master of Zhao was black in front of his eyes, and his chest was stuffy. He had not breathed on his back.

Then, Deng Laoer's sword, heavily chopped at the young man who bullied the little girl.The young man was a middle-level warrior, but he was also a bit bold. He didn't want to hide. He took out his machete and met the sword.

However, the next moment, his body is a shock, the hand of the chopper was cut into two sections.

The weapons of the two young masters of the Deng family were all sought by the chief bodyguards of the Deng family. They are not rare treasures, but they are always much better than most weapons.

The weapons of the Zhao family are not so bad. They are not so bad that they can't stop each other's sword.

The crux of the problem is that Deng used all his strength to split such a sword in his fury.

This kind of unremarkable hard work cuts off a good fine iron short knife.

Fortunately, this man quickly stepped back two steps with the strength of the other side, avoiding the long sword.

Deng Laoer's move was successful, but he didn't say much. He jumped forward, turned his wrist, and started to work at his waist. He picked each other from the bottom to the top with his long sword, but he followed him.

"Wait!" Someone yelled, and two young men came from both sides, trying to save their own people.

"Asshole!" Someone gave a cold hum, and two white lights hit the two men, but Lang Zhen finally made a move. He owed his body, shook his hand and shot two sleeve arrows.

These two people see this, flurried to avoid, but the only wolf's sleeve arrow, where is so easy to avoid?

In the blink of an eye, one was hit by an arrow in his arm, and the other by an arrow on his shoulder.

Lang Zhen in front of the two high-level soldiers see this, pull out a short stick and sword, Qi Qi attack to Lang Zhen.

"To die!" After a cold hum, two more fingers came.

These two were more alert than the second master Zhao. Hearing this, they retreated with their weapons.

It's a miracle that two people haven't been prepared.

At the same time, this man walked out of the house with a wooden stick and short hair.

Feng Jun came out of the room and ignored the people present. Instead, he went to the little girl and asked in a deep voice, "Feifei, does your chest hurt?"

He is not the kind of person who especially likes children, but he appreciates Feifei's strength and independence.

Feifei shook her head, coughed twice, coughed up two masses of blood, and replied with a smile, "it's OK, it doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

Until then, Zhao Erye's vision returned to normal. He glanced left and right, and immediately called out, "stop! Stop it all

Others heard that they all stopped. Boss Deng and Lang Zhen just held the battle for old Deng Er, and they would not take the initiative.

But how could Deng listen to him? He waved his sword and chased the medium level warrior to slash.

However, although the strength of the other side is poor, if they concentrate on running away, the pursuer really has no good way.

But when Zhao Er ye saw this, he was really out of breath. He looked at the young man with short hair and said angrily, "if you don't restrain your subordinates any more, don't blame me for being rude."

"What's that?" he said? Talk to me You deserve it? "

He is a prick, but he is not so surly. However, he always believes in "eye for eye, tooth for tooth". Since the other party talks strange things to Lang Zhen, don't blame him for fighting back - you don't give me face, why should I give you face?

The second master of Zhao was so angry that he wanted to split up. He yelled, "son of Zhao family, stop this guy for me!"

"I see who dares!" Lang Zhen said darkly, "those who dare to do it Die

Zhao Er Ye was so angry that he shivered all over, "lone wolf, don't deceive people too much!"

No matter which plane, there is such a person who can only see others' malice to himself, but never think about what he has done.

Lang Zhen saw that there were many such people, but he was not very angry. He just said lazily, "they are fighting each other fairly. Who dares to fight, who will die!"

"Fair play?" Second master Zhao was so angry that he said, "the high-level warrior chases the middle level warrior. Do you want to tell me that it's fair?"

Lang Zhen said slowly, "when your family's top martial arts pick a seven-year-old girl, don't you think it's unfair?"

What's the meaning of "a middle-level warrior chooses a seven-year-old girl"?

But Mr. Zhao didn't like it at all. He yelled angrily, "is this little girl one of your people? That's from Zhige county. It's not up to you to deal with the internal affairs of Zhige people! "

This kind of logic is really a jerk, but there is also the market. People in many places have a similar logic - Zhige, Zhige people's Zhige! Open the door!

Lang Zhen was not interested in fighting with him, so he simply said, "Feifei is hired by us, and now she is a member of our owner."

When Zhao Erye heard of the speech, he was stunned. There was no child labor in this position. A seven or eight year old girl could do a lot of things, such as collecting firewood, herding cattle and cutting pig grassBut he still can't stand things so out of control, "stop first, talk slowly."

At this time, a voice rang out, "you say one more word, I'll kill you!"

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