Elder Zuo was stunned when he saw Mr. Zhao's current situation. This was a complete slap in his face.
However, at this time, he also noticed that the clothes originally worn by Mr. Zhao were missing, replaced by a set of very weird clothes, which looked very nondescript on Mr. Zhao.
"No wonder, it seems that this dress saved you, but do you really think that this magic weapon alone can save you?"
When Elder Zuo said these words, his body swayed and he came to Mr. Zhao's side again. He waved several palms on Mr. Zhao's body. Each palm almost had the force of collapsing mountains and cracking rocks. It is estimated that it would be a half-step Martial Saint.
If he did, he would be beaten to pulp by Elder Zuo.
But what makes Elder Zuo feel palpitated is that although Zhao Zechuan is now unable to fight back after being beaten by him, Mr. Zhao's body is not injured at all, and there is even no sign of sluggishness in the aura of Zhao Zechuan's body.
"How is this possible? What kind of magic weapon do you have?"
The more Elder Zuo fought, the more frightened he became. He felt that the Zhao Zechuan in front of him was as if he was wearing a big turtle shell. No matter how he attacked, the opponent was always cowering in defense. Now, even though he had spent all his efforts, he couldn't do anything.
But Zhao Zechuan.
In fact, from the beginning to the end, Mr. Zhao had no intention of fighting back. The moment he saw that the opponent was a Martial Saint, he wanted to try the defensive ability of the body armor.
After these times, Mr. Zhao felt happy and happy.
"Hahaha, not bad. The products produced by small shops must be high-quality. This bulletproof vest is so amazing." Mr. Zhao now dusted off the dust on the bulletproof vest, then raised his head and looked at Elder Zuo, with some provocation in his eyes.
, "The Martial Saint is very powerful? I see that you, the Martial Saint, are a vegetarian. You can't even break through the defense of a half-step Martial Saint like me, and you dare to talk so shamelessly in front of me."
When Mr. Zhao was speaking, he had his hands behind his back. No one saw that he quietly formed a sword gesture with his hands at this time.
A half-step martial saint actually dared to be so provocative in front of him, which made the third-level martial saint, Elder Zuo, extremely angry. He was about to speak, but unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a sharp breath coming from behind him.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him, and saw a sharp sword shining with bright golden light, carrying the power of heaven and earth, rushing in front of him in an instant.
The power of such an attack can already threaten him.
Elder Zuo hurriedly gathered his own strength to resist the sword's attack.
But how could Elder Zuo not suffer a loss if he calculated it deliberately and unintentionally?
"boom!"
The moment the long sword fell on Elder Zuo, a roar broke out.
For a moment, the whole world seemed to be shaking. Under the influence of this violent collision, even the players and generals in the experience store who were still fighting all stopped subconsciously. As a result, at this time
They saw that Elder Zuo was like a falling meteorite, hitting the ground hard.
This scene is so similar.
Seeing this scene, everyone was completely stunned, especially the two Martial Lords who were flattering them before. Their eyes were full of horror. They never thought that Elder Zuo, a strong Martial Saint, would be defeated by half of them.
Bu Wu Sheng.
"The third-level Martial Saint is amazing?" Mr. Zhao waved his hand, and the golden sword returned to his palm. At this moment, Mr. Zhao looked high-spirited and looked extremely domineering when he spoke.
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While everyone was fighting, Boss Wang had already arrived near the dock. The boy in front of him now was the young man in blood.
Of course, Boss Wang's attention is not on this young man now. He raised his head speechlessly and glanced at Mr. Zhao in the sky, and couldn't help but complain, "What a pretty girl."
After saying this, Boss Wang slowly walked not far away from the blood-clothed boy, but now Boss Wang seemed indifferent. He actually held a Coke bottle in his hand and opened the Coke bottle while walking. Gulu
He drank a sip for himself.
"Hey, that one in red, you arrested Murong Yuqing?"
Boss Wang's voice sounded quite casual, as if he didn't take the other person seriously at all.
This blood-clothed young man had never been so despised by others. Suddenly, a coldness appeared in his eyes, "You are a small first-level warrior who dares to be so arrogant in front of this young master. You are looking for death.
"As soon as the blood-clothed boy said these words, there was a hint of blood in the air.
A powerful aura emanated, and the blood-clothed boy did not take action now. He believed that if he really took action, the bastard in front of him would definitely die. Otherwise, he would not be able to show his strength.
That's why he now wants to use his power to overwhelm others, so that this bastard who dares to provoke him will be scared like a dead dog under his momentum.
"Wang Meng, be careful."
Murong Yuqing couldn't help but become nervous when she saw the blood-clothed boy's aura rising.
Although she didn't know how Boss Wang became a Martial Saint before, she knew one thing very well. Boss Wang must have paid some price to become a Martial Saint, and the current Boss Wang was just a great martial artist, a first-level warrior.
How could a great warrior be the opponent of level nine pill formation?
If this Mega Man suit is on Boss Wang, Boss Wang will not be harmed even if she is defeated. Unfortunately, this suit is protecting her now, and she cannot protect Boss Wang anymore.
Seeing that Boss Wang was now involved in danger alone to save herself, Murong Yuqing was moved in her heart. At this moment, her heart seemed to be touched by something, and she started to tremble slightly.
"Be careful? Huh, how else can he be careful? Kneel down."
The blood-clothed boy sneered, and the aura on his body became several times stronger.
Boss Wang felt as if he was being suppressed by a mountain at this moment.
"Huh, level nine pill formation is very powerful?"
Boss Wang snorted coldly, with ridicule in his voice.
He immediately formed a seal with both hands, and quickly shot out a long sword that exuded white brilliance. The aura on the sword was very sharp, and immediately broke through the suppression of the blood-clothed boy's aura, and shot out towards the blood-clothed boy.
The long sword was so fast that the blood-clothed boy barely had time to turn sideways, but still had no time to escape and dodge. The long sword penetrated the blood-clothed boy's arm directly, causing the blood-clothed boy to scream in pain.
"Asshole, you dare to hurt me?" Feeling the pain from his arm, the boy in blood clothes was going crazy.