Zhao Zhijie stopped when he was about ten steps away from Du Xin. Then he looked at Du Xin with disdain: "Du Xin, you are willing to show up at last. I thought you were going to be a turtle all your life."
Du Xin said coldly: "where is my mother? Let my mother go, or I'll raze your Zhao family to the ground. "
Seeing that Du Xin dared to threaten himself, Zhao Zhijie's eyes flashed with anger.
Growing up, he looked down on Doris.
And now this person, whom he extremely despises, dares to threaten himself in public.
It is clear that Zhao Zhijie is not in the eye at all.
It was a great insult to him.
Although before, he was crushed by Zheng Yuan's right hand.
But now Zheng Yuan is not here, so he still does not put Du Xin in his eyes.
In his opinion, Duchenne is still the same as before. He is still the same waste that he used to let himself bully and suppress. He will never be able to make a breakthrough again in his life.
"Let her go? It's not so easy, Dusing. Today, my young master will send you and your mother to hell. That's the end of offending my young master. "
Zhao Zhijie roared with laughter.
Du Xin's eyes shot Mori Leng's killing machine: "in that case, don't blame me for being cruel."
Zhao Zhijie was furious and scolded: "asshole, Du Xin, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of our young master? You're just a middle Yellow scum, and my young master has already reached the Xuan level seven days ago. "
"In front of me, you are a rubbish. I can crush you to death with one finger."
The more he said it, the more excited he was. It was a bit hysterical.
Because he was very upset with the way that he couldn't see himself at all.
Zhao Gao wanted to remind Zhao Zhijie that Du Xin also reached the level of Xuan.
However, the words to the mouth and swallow back.
Because he thought that master Zhijie was a genius.
Even if Du Xin also reached the Xuan level, he must not be his opponent.
Du Xin looked at Zhao Zhijie and said, "in my eyes, you're not as good as garbage. I'll kill you like a dog in ten moves."
Zhao Zhijie couldn't stand Du Xin's neglect any longer. He was so angry that he trembled all over: "bastard, I killed you."
One punch went to dussin.
Zhao Zhijie really has two skills. When he reaches the Xuan level, he punches like the wind, and his attack is fierce. It's like a thunderbolt. It's hard to carry.
If it had been before, dussin would have been unstoppable.
But now, he didn't want to look at it much. He hit out with a punch in his left hand.
In a flash of lightning, their fists collided with each other.
Dussin was as steady as a mountain, and did not move.
Zhao Zhijie was shocked to spit blood and fell seven steps away.
"What's going on?" Zhao Zhijie covered his chest and climbed up, staring at Du Xin in shock.
Isn't this kid just a yellow level middle-term cultivation?
How can his power be stronger than that of his Xuanji master?
Zhao Gaogao's bodyguard was also very surprised.
They thought it must have been Doris.
Du Xin light way: "is such a thing."
Zhao Zhijie suddenly thought of something: "have you reached the level of Xuan? How is that possible? "
Although he didn't want to admit it.
But I believe it in my heart.
Because if Du Xin is not Xuan level, how can he have the power to fly himself.
However, he was very unwilling: "Damn, this boy is just a waste? How can you catch up with me now? Does he also have Chongxuan pill? It's impossible. The pill is so expensive. Where can he afford it? "
"Even if he has Chongxuan pill, but he is only in the middle of the Yellow level. It's impossible for him to reach the Xuan level in a month, isn't it?"
"Asshole, I'm so angry."
Du Xin a little disdainful way: "don't look down on people, I'm already a prefecture level."
Suddenly, Zhao Zhijie and others were stunned: "what? Are you a prefecture level
"That's good," she said, noddingZhao Zhijie exclaimed excitedly: "this is absolutely impossible. No one in the world can practice so fast."
A month ago, Du Xin was just in the middle of the yellow class. Now if he is a prefecture level, he will be promoted to five grades at once.
How is that possible?
Even the most evil genius in history can't do it.
Therefore, Zhao Zhijie will not believe him even if he is killed.
He thought that dussin was just pretending.
"Nothing in the world is impossible." Du Xin borrowed Zheng Yuan's famous words.
"Don't push me any more, dusin. You'll always be just a piece of inferior goods. Today I'll see how my young master has trampled on you forever."
Zhao Zhijie roared, turned his right hand, and a sword appeared in his hand.
Without saying a word, he swung a sword at dussin.
In the blink of an eye, he attacked Tu Xin in front of him and stabbed Tu Xin's chest with a sword.
Du Xin didn't put the goods in his eyes at all. With a sword, he easily stopped his attack.
Then he took advantage of the situation to attack Zhao Zhijie's neck.
Zhao Zhijie was startled and quickly stepped back.
Du Xin seized the opportunity, followed the attack like a shadow, and attacked ten swords in a flash.
Zhao Zhijie was too busy to deal with it, and he gradually fell back.
After attacking the tenth sword, Du Xin stopped attacking and looked at Zhao Zhijie calmly: "you are defeated."
Although he has been falling below just now, Zhao Zhijie doesn't think he has lost.
So now when I heard Du Xin say this, I felt very unconvinced, and hummed coldly: "Du Xin, you are arrogant and have a score. My young master is standing here unharmed. Why do you say I lost?"
"I will defeat you. Die."
Zhao Zhijie angrily scolded, raised his right hand and pointed at Du Xin with his sword.
However, as soon as he raised his right hand, he suddenly felt an unspeakable pain on his shoulder.
Then a strange thing happened, and his whole right arm fell to the ground in an instant.
Then, a stream of blood gushed out.
Zhao Zhijie couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.
His face was full of horror now.
He didn't find that his arm had been cut off by Doris.
This is weird!
At last he knew that dussin was not what he used to be.
He is far from his opponent.
"No matter who dares to hurt my mother, there will be no mercy!"
Du Xin shot a murderer in his eyes, and then attacked Zhao Zhijie with a sword.
"Evil animal, don't be presumptuous."
Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar in mid air.
Then, a ghost of a 60 year old man with silver hair appeared in front of Zhao Zhijie.