This person from the secular world dares to say that he is slow. Doesn't he know that his speed is faster than Chu Xia's mother? He is really a guy who doesn't know how to pretend to understand.
"Look at the sword..."
Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't want to argue with him, so he directly spoke to Zhao Qianye with his sword, planning to beat him up first before talking.
Zhao Qianye smiled, she didn't expect that her son had such a hot temper and had such a personality, and she liked him very much.
He quickly retreated to avoid his son's sword edge.
Zhao Xiaoxiao continued to attack. The more he failed to hit him, the angrier he became. He waved his long sword to his heart's content, flew up in mid-air and stabbed Zhao Qianye continuously. The sword flowers flashed in the air, causing nearby people to
The trees were in serious trouble, and a few good big trees were cut down to slag.
Zhao Qianye did not dare to take action, but kept avoiding him for fear of hurting his precious son.
He had been snatched away from him since he was born, and he had never taken good care of him. Now that he suddenly saw that his son was so old, Zhao Qianye was extremely excited.
"Hey, what are you hiding from? Why don't you take action? If you hide from me again, I'll fight with you..."
Zhao Xiaoxiao was angry, who is this person? That's not how fights are done. He always dodges and doesn't fight. Is this looking down on him?
I have already broken through to the Grandmaster realm. What is the origin of this guy from the earthly world? How come he can perfectly avoid his sword edge every time? It is so unbelievable. It must be good luck and everything is a coincidence.
Zhao Xiaoxiao couldn't believe that this was Zhao Qianye's true strength. He was still attacking and just wanted to defeat this useless guy. If he hadn't been so useless back then, how could he have been caught by the bad guys and almost been killed?
have eaten.
"Son, continue..." Zhao Qianye said with a smile. Seeing how cute his son was, he finally understood why Wang Chuxia left him back then.
"If you dare to call me son again, I will kill you..."
Zhao Xiaoxiao flew up and rushed down from the air, his brows furrowed and full of murderous intent.
Zhao Qianye did not dodge this time. Instead, he avoided his long sword and reached out to hug his son's body. He felt very heavy.
"You, who are you? Let me go..."
This little guy actually kept struggling and called me "I" in front of Zhao Qianye.
"Hahaha, I like you, come on, keep going..."
He let go of Zhao Xiaoxiao, then turned around, suddenly flew up from the ground, flew into the air, stepped on a tall tree, and stood on the tree pole at a forty-five degree angle.
The body steadied itself steadily.
"You, what the hell is this?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao pointed his sword at Zhao Qianye who was standing on a tree pole with one foot and shouted.
A roar from such a young age actually carried a domineering air.
"Son, come up here and let dad teach you a few tricks..."
Hearing these words, Zhao Xiaoxiao exploded. He immediately held the sword in both hands and ran up the tree pole fiercely.
Dong dong dong...
The little feet made a loud sound when they stepped on the tree pole. The body was at ninety degrees with the tree pole, like a little tiger, rushing towards Zhao Qianye ferociously.
"Yeah yeah..."
Zhao Xiaoxiao shouted, raised his sword and slashed at Zhao Qianye.
Although Zhao Xiaoxiao is a five-year-old child, he is also a master at the master level. Zhao Qianye did not dare to be too careless. He quickly turned around, took out a dagger, and with a clang, he held the long sword that Zhao Xiaoxiao was slashing at.
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At this time, the two fell from the sky at the same time and stood on the grass.
"Hahaha... What the hell is this, what a broken weapon, it's really rubbish..."
Seeing the broken dagger in Zhao Qianye's hand, Zhao Xiaoxiao couldn't help it and started laughing so hard that he couldn't even straighten his waist.
Zhao Qianye was stunned. Children really change quickly. Just now they were trying to kill someone, but now they laughed like a little boy.