Chapter 1217

Seeing the backward step of the cheongsam woman in front of him, Zhao Qiang slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you still want to forcibly rob anything from my hand?"

Zhao Qiang's eyes took a dark look, which made the woman tremble unconsciously.

The white robed old man behind him took a step forward, and the aura of his whole body was also gushed out.

"It's extremely rare to get to this point at your age, but I'm afraid it's not so easy to get out this time."

The spirit of the old man in white robe rushed out, and the momentum was directly comparable to Zhao Qiang, which made everyone around him unconsciously retreat by dozens of steps.

The battle between Zhao Qiang and the old man is obviously that Lin Yue and Cao Ming can't intervene. Therefore, they don't insist. They just stand dozens of meters behind Zhao Qiang and stare at the cheongsam woman.

If Zhao Qiang fights with the old man in white robe, he must not let the woman go up and mix it up again.

Zhao Qiang, at this time, his eyes are still indifferent, and he doesn't see the strength of the old man in white robe in front of him.

Now he is a real demon Zun.

During the two years of seclusion, although he did not use the peak strength of demon Zun, he was not afraid of being the same old man who subverted demon Zun.

Facing the old man in front of him, Zhao Qiang doesn't feel too afraid. He really wants to fight. According to his cards, it's not certain who lives and who dies!

Moreover, if the battle between the two people causes others, they will be a little tied up at that time, so they must make a quick decision.

Thinking of this, the aura in Zhao Qiang's body surged out again.

"Do it quickly. If you want to come to Tongtian Pavilion, you don't want to attract others to watch. If others know at that time, don't be a laughing stock for the activities behind Tongtian Pavilion!"

Zhao Qiang sneered, but the expression on his face was unusually dull. In his dark eyes, his killing intention increased instead of decreasing.

With today's strength, Zhao Qiang can naturally know that the other party has the same mind as himself.

It is impossible to delay this battle. Once it is delayed, it will do no good to both sides.

For Zhao Qiang, if the battle is delayed and attracts the attention of others, then he will be tied up when he fights.

Although his human identity was exposed in the demon and beast college, it did not have much impact, but in this Tongtian City, if his identity was accidentally exposed, it would usher in the strong man of the mysterious ethnic group, but it was not very good.

As Zhao Qiang said, the general tongtiange side naturally doesn't want their activities done secretly to be found, which will have a slight impact on the reputation of tongtiange auction house at that time.

Looking at the angry atmosphere between the two people, the cheongsam woman on one side was also dignified and stunned.

The strength shown by Zhao Qiang somehow made him feel a palpitation and just wanted to come forward.

Lin Yue and Cao Ming turned over to him. Lin Yue hugged his arms and sneered at your opponent, but we!

In the face of Lin Yue, who is also enchanting and flattering to the extreme, the cheongsam woman's face is also stained with a touch of jealousy.

At this time, Lin Yue already withdrew the black robe wrapped around his body.

The same enchanting figure to the extreme, but Lin Yue's face, the charm between eyebrows and eyes, has a pure breath, which she can't imitate.

It's said that beautiful women and beautiful women are natural enemies, even Lin Yue and the cheongsam woman are no exception.

The tension between the two swords and crossbows was ignited in an instant. Cao Ming looked at the two women with a headache. I'm afraid the fight between the two women will be much better than that of Zhao Qiang.

The atmosphere in the valley was ignited in an instant.

The white robed old man stamped the ground fiercely with the soles of his feet. Then, in a low burst sound, a Zhang wide aura came out of the ground.

As soon as the white haired old man made an action, Zhao Qiang took the lead in noticing the moment. He suddenly gave a cold drink and moved strangely on the void.

Its speed is very fast, like a flash of lightning, and it has already appeared where the white runner retreated.

The sleeve robe shook suddenly, and the murderous immortal sword came from his sleeve robe with a cold smell.

Then he went straight to the throat of the white robed old man. Seeing Zhao Qiang's sharp hand and decisive killing, the white robed old man's eyes were also stained with a touch of ferocity.

In his sleeve robe, his hands, like withered manuscripts, suddenly clenched their fists in the void.

Between a grip, the surrounding energy of heaven and earth suddenly rioted, and the strong spirit took the blow of the killing immortal sword.

Then two extremely sharp daggers flickered on the palm of the old man's hand.

The old man's palm held the dagger tightly, and his action was very fast, and Zhao Qiang's action was not slow.

Their bodies were constantly entangled in the void, and clear sounds came from the place where they fought.

The dagger in the white robed old man's hand directly turned into golden light and tore the air.

Then, with the wind blade flying on the void, he whirled behind Zhao Qiang and scratched dangerously close to Zhao Qiang's ear.

Zhao Qiang's posture, strangely turning in the void, constantly twisting his body, completely avoiding every attack of the old man.

The white robed old man's ambition is not small. His goal is the God killing sword in Zhao Qiang's hand.

Therefore, at the moment when the dagger dragged his hand, he made a fist with his hands. A strong energy of heaven and earth was turned into air by him, and the shell gold went straight to Zhao Qiang's wrist.

The white haired old man's goal is to kill gods and immortals.

Only by letting Zhao Qiang throw out the immortal killing sword can he have a chance to seize it.

For the purpose of the white robed old man, Zhao Qiang was naturally very clear in his heart. He no longer avoided it and allowed the white robed old man to blast air shells at his wrists.

Ding Ding! The air cannonball hit the killing God, and the immortal sword made a fierce sound at the moment. At last, at a certain moment, Zhao Qiang looked like a slippery hand.

The immortal killing sword directly took off and shot out for tens of meters.

The white robed old man couldn't help but rejoice when he saw it. At the moment, there was a smile on his cheek that was hard to hide.

Then, the toes kept stepping on the void, rolled for dozens of steps, and went straight to the God killing sword.

For this action of the old man in white robe, Zhao Qiang showed a meaningful smile behind him, emitting a strange smell all over.

Feeling the roaring strength behind him, Zhao Qiang leaned slightly and quickly avoided the dagger that constantly attacked him.