Zhao Zilong took out the bright silver gentian gun from the soul guide. Seeing Zhao Zilong's trick of making something out of nothing, Wei Zhuang was also shocked, but he had always kept his face paralyzed, even in his heart
Very surprised, but still cold: "Gun?"
The bright silver gentian gun in Zhao Zilong's hand pointed at Wei Zhuang and said: "Through the fight with Zi Nu just now, I can roughly guess your strength. Anyway, you are definitely not my opponent, so I hope you can take out
All strength."
Listening to Zhao Zilong's arrogant words, Wei Zhuang's eyes were full of killing intent, and he rushed towards Zhao Zilong at high speed, with an orange sword pressure appearing on the shark-tooth sword in his hand.
A fierce sword slashed towards Zhao Zilong. Zhao Zilong easily blocked it with a bright silver gentian gun in one hand. After Wei Zhuang saw that he was blocked, his internal strength increased again and his sword swing speed became faster.
After Zhao Zilong blocked a few moves, he also started to fight back. Youdao is an inch longer than an inch stronger. Zhao Zilong was faster than Wei Zhuang. At the same time, he also provocatively said: "Is this the only strength you have? Your murderous intent is not enough.
Go faster for me."
As he spoke, Zhao Zilong quickly waved the bright silver gentian gun, hitting Wei Zhuang so hard that he could only defend himself.
At this time, Wei Zhuang was also shocked. He saw that Zhao Zilong was several years younger than him, but he was so powerful. At the same time, the murderous intention in his heart became even stronger, and he condensed his inner strength. Zhao Zilong also felt it at this time.
When he arrived, he saw that the orange sword aura of the shark-tooth sword in Wei Zhuang's hand was becoming more and more obvious, and he was also ready to try this move forcefully.
"Across all directions..." Wei Zhuang roared, swung his sword, and an orange sword energy hit Zhao Zilong.
Zhao Zilong did not dodge, and directly connected with the bright silver gentian gun in his hand, and the orange sword energy collided with the tip of Zhao Zilong's silver gun.
But the next second, the sword that stretched across all directions was torn open by Zhao Zilong's spear. Zhao Zilong rushed towards Wei Zhuang. Wei Zhuang was shocked when he saw it. Faced with the spear that was stabbing him, he quickly raised his shark teeth.
withstand.
Seeing that the spear was blocked, Zhao Zilong held the bright silver gentian spear with both hands and swept Wei Zhuang away with a powerful and heavy sweep. He joked: "Your attack is over, it's my turn to use my strength!"
"As he said that, he quickly stabbed Wei Zhuang in succession, beating Wei Zhuang into confusion. After several consecutive attacks, Zhao Zilong also understood where Wei Zhuang's limit was. He had several attacks before that could directly hit Wei Zhuang, but
Zhao Zilong did not do this. After all, he was not an enemy, and there might be some cooperation with Han Fei and the others in the future.
Spears are different from swords. If you are cut by a sword, you may not lose your combat effectiveness immediately because of the toughness of your skin. But as long as you are stabbed by a spear, your muscles and bones will be damaged, and you will basically lose your combat effectiveness. And there is no
It will be difficult to recover from the injury within dozens of days.
"That's it!" Zhao Zilong stopped. After all, he and Wei Zhuang were not enemies, and there was no need to fight to the death to get Wei Zhuang injured.
The target of his divine test is Ji Wuye, and the fight with Wei Zhuang is just to confirm the strength gap between himself and Ji Wuye. Looking at it now, it is relatively easy for Zhao Zilong to kill Ji Wuye, but if he wants
It is a little more difficult to obtain evidence of his crime and make it public.
Seeing Zhao Zilong stop, Wei Zhuang gasped for breath at this time. Facing Zhao Zilong's fierce attack just now, he was really unable to withstand Zhao Zilong's fierce attack. At the same time, he was also a little annoyed in his heart. He said coldly: "What, you don't plan to continue?"
"Continue?" Zhao Zilong listened to Wei Zhuang's words with a touch of contempt on his lips: "Forget it! Your strength is only this, there is no need to continue."
"What did you say?" Wei Zhuang sounded a little angry.
At this time, Han Fei and Zhang Liang also rushed over. Looking at the situation in front of him, Han Fei complained a little: "No! The fight was over so quickly. I just came here. Who among them won?"
Zi Nu rolled her eyes at Han Fei and said seriously: "No one has won, but from a strength perspective, he is stronger than Wei Zhuang."
Zhao Zilong also noticed Han Fei and Zhang Liang coming over. There was a hint of amusement in the corner of his mouth. He stopped paying attention to Wei Zhuang and walked towards Zi Nu. He asked: "Miss Zi Nu, I heard that your Zi Lan Xuan
It’s a place for intelligence gathering.”
Zi Nu looked at Zhao Zilong walking over and felt a little wary in her heart. After all, the man in front of her was so powerful in martial arts that even Wei Zhuang was tired of fighting. However, Zi Nu did not show it to the public and said charmingly: "Oh, Master
Are you planning to find out some information?"
Just as Zhao Zilong was about to speak, Han Fei came up. He was very talented. Although he couldn't see the fight between Zhao Zilong and Wei Zhuang just now, he learned from Zi Nu that Zhao Zilong was very strong, at least not as strong as Wei Zhuang.
Zhuang Chai, this made Han Fei want to recruit. He cupped his fists and said, "Han Fei, I don't know your surname."
Zhao Zilong ignored Han Fei and responded, "My name is Zhao Zilong."
"Oh, it turns out it's Brother Zhao!" Han Fei looked familiar and said with a smile: "It's better to meet by chance. Brother Zhao has extraordinary martial arts. Today I can see the fight between Brother Zhao and Brother Wei Zhuang.
It’s my honor.”
Zhao Zilong listened and said with disdain: "When you came, it seems that he and I have already finished fighting!"
Han Fei felt a little embarrassed when he heard this: "Actually, I saw a little bit of this, maybe I came a little late! However, being able to fight Brother Wei Zhuang on a par with Brother Zhao also shows that Brother Zhao's martial arts skills are extraordinary!
"
Zhao Zilong listened with contempt again, and said indifferently: "No distinction between superior and inferior? Only a layman like you would think that there is no distinction between superior and inferior! Or, did you say that on purpose?" Although Wei Zhuang is stronger than
Qi Zi Nu is much stronger, but in terms of soul power, she is probably only as strong as a Soul Emperor. As long as Zhao Zilong is a little more serious, he can defeat Wei Zhuang within three moves.
Han Fei felt even more embarrassed when he heard Zhao Zilong's words, and Wei Zhuang was a little dissatisfied when he heard Zhao Zilong's words, but in the previous competition, he couldn't shake Zhao Zilong even if he used Transverse, so he walked up and said coldly:
"Who are you exactly?"
Zhao Zilong frowned slightly and turned to look at Wei Zhuang with a cold look in his eyes: "What, are you questioning me?"
Wei Zhuang did not answer, and looked at Zhao Zilong coldly with a pair of starry eyes. Han Fei suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Just when he was about to persuade him, Zhao Zilong spoke and said contemptuously: "Hey, it seems that I didn't fight enough just now.
! Your look in your eyes makes me very unhappy. It seems that you should be hurt." As he said that, Zhao Zilong pointed the tip of his spear at Wei Zhuang.
Han Fei immediately wanted to stand up and stop him, but a white light began to appear on the tip of Zhao Zilong's spear at this time, and he whispered: "Wind Cutting Electric Stab..."
In an instant, a white gun wave was fired from the tip of the gun. Wei Zhuang's eyes suddenly closed as he watched, and he quickly raised his shark teeth to block, but the impact of the gun wave instantly knocked Wei Zhuang away.
go out.
Wei Zhuang was knocked away by the gun wave, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. After falling to the ground, he rolled on the ground several times, supported the ground with one hand, and half-knelt on the ground.
Before Wei Zhuang could be shocked, Wei Zhuang felt a strong chill at this moment. He looked up and saw that the bright silver gentian gun in Zhao Zilong's hand was pointed at his eyebrows.