Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

Just when the hardwood bench was about half a meter away from Ye Tian's head, a figure suddenly rushed over, struggling to sweep out, sweeping the bench in Lu Jiaxiang's hand. With a loud bang, a large chandelier worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was smashed into pieces, and even the ceiling was knocked out of a large cave.

Everyone hasn't had time to see who this uninvited guest is, and the man has a leg in a row. This leg seemed to be chopped with a big axe, and it was no less powerful than just hearing the sound of cracking bones. At least 80 kilograms of Lu Jiaxiang was swept away by one leg.

"Master Ye, am I not late?" Zhao Tianlong arched Ye Tian.

"The performance is not bad." Ye Tian applauded.

Everyone can see that the visitor is Zhao Tianlong, Tianhai's first big brother.

I have to admit that more people know Zhao Tianlong than Ye Tian. After all, Zhao Tianlong has been famous for more than ten years. He has learned a kung fu and is a rare master of martial arts. At least half of the boys in the field recognized him.

"What do you have in your hand?" Zhao Tianlong suddenly looked at a male brother, his eyes opened like a copper bell. When he kicked Lu Jiaxiang with one kick just now, he saw with his own eyes that the elder brother was holding a dagger in his hand and wanted to sneak in on Ye Tian.

"No, nothing."

"Why are you nervous without that?"

"I……"

"Dare to sneak attack on my master Ye, you are tired and crooked."

Zhao Tianlong kicked people upside down with a fierce straight leg.

Now the group of sons and brothers is completely honest. They step back involuntarily, and their faces are scared. Facing a master of inner strength, they lost their confidence. However, lack of confidence does not mean being soft, they just dare not fight for the time being, and they will be a good man again when their old heroes come over to support them.

But Jin Shuai, who should n’t be advised the most, turned into a bun. His face was iron and blue, cold sweat was seeping from his forehead, and his body was shaking. He heard the title of Ye Tian from Zhao Tianlong's mouth. Ye Shi, although a big word missing, but he was almost certain that Ye Tian was the master Ye who slaughtered their family. He doesn't believe that there are other teenagers who can make Tianhai's No. 1 boss bow down besides Master Ye.

"Mad, he came back and did not die in Myanmar. This is simply terrible! Our Jin family has deprived Lin Zimo of all his shares, and I am afraid to play with fire *. No, I must go back to Chu now State, discuss countermeasures with dad, otherwise our Jin family will be destroyed. "

Jin Shuai was frightened, and stepped back, ready to leave here quickly.

At this point, I heard a roar coming:

"Who beat my son on the horse? I must kill you!"

This voice Ye Tian is very strange, but Zhao Tianlong is no longer familiar with it, once a friend on the road, Lu Kunpeng.

Friends of wine and meat are unreliable. Ever since Zhao Tianlong was beaten and disabled by the Promise of Fengleigu, Lu Kunpeng has alienated him. Of course, there are many other so-called friends who treat him as a joke. Among them, Lu Kunpeng was the most excessive and divided up part of his site in Tianhai.

"It's me!" Zhao Tianlong stood out, facing Lu Kunpeng.

In Ye Tian's eyes, he saw a big man in a Chinese costume wearing a Chinese costume, with Luzhou Peng, the oldest in Yunzhou. He still has some impressions on this person. He bowed his head to him in the Black Boxing Fairview Villa.

"Zhao Tianlong, wasn't your horse rider a waste? Why is it here?"

"Trouble boss Bo is worried, my injury is healed. Your son is arrogant and arrogant, and I am punishing and admonishing little, and hope that boss Lu can understand."

He said lightly, Lu Jiaxiang's ribs didn't know how many were broken and where was the small punishment and small commandment, which clearly beat people to death.

"Zhao Tianlong, my son doesn't need you to learn. If I don't kill you today, I won't be named Lu." Lu Kunpeng was furious, and I didn't know where to find a big mountain knife. Denon desperately.

In terms of personal combat effectiveness, he Lu Pengpeng is just a puppet. He is as fat as a pier. Even running is strenuous. Where can it be the opponent of Martial Art Master Zhao Tianlong.

Zhao Tianlong's legs rose and fell, a fierce and unbeatable lower split leg fell like a big axe, a loud boom, and a large solid wood round table that could seat eighteen people was smashed, even the middle turntable tempered glass. They were all shattered.

The power of one leg, so domineering!

Lu Kunpeng almost didn't fall down in fright. With a clenched hand, the big sword fell on the ground.

"Master Chu, this is your place, don't you just ignore it?" Lu Kunpeng asked Chu Liancheng for help.

This is Jincheng, the home of Chu Liancheng, and the hotel is opened by Chu Liancheng. Tonight's game is also organized by Chu Liancheng. Chu Liancheng cannot stay out.

"Lao Xie, did you send him an invitation? How could he show up here?" Chu Liancheng asked Xie Jingtang with a stare.

"No, Grandpa Chu, you have to believe me, how could I send an invitation to Zhao Tianlong. He must have come by myself." Xie Jingtang shouted injustice and was frightened.

Chu Liancheng thought that it should be the same, so he went straight to Zhao Tianlong and said, "Zhao Tianlong, what do you mean when you come to my place to make trouble? Do you want to condemn my site in Jincheng? Can you think about the consequences? ! "

"Jincheng is a fart, you are too underestimated of Zhao Tianlong. It is the underground world of Jiangnan Six Cities, and even the entire Jianghai Province. I only want to lame as long as I want." Snoring, in the face of a group of big men better than him, there is no fear.

"Hum, arrogant, since you are here, don't leave!"

Chu Liancheng signaled to his subordinates to start their operations ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ At this time, many security guards rushed into the hall and had surrounded Zhao Tianlong.

They are all a small group of local chicken tile dogs, but the cannon fodder's life is in the hands of Master Nejin. Zhao Tianlong feared only one middle-aged man standing with Chu Liancheng's son Chu Wenhao.

This middle-aged man is wearing a hooded white coat. He is not tall, black and thin. He looks not like my Central Plains race, but looks like an indigenous race in tropical countries of the South Ocean. He is not astonishing in appearance, but he is still under pressure, and Zhao Tianlong can feel the breath of martial arts from him.

Not long ago, when the Promise of the Promise of Thunder and Thunder Valley fought against the top of the East Mountain, this person also came in person, and Zhao Tianlong met him. It is said that this person is an invincible disciple of the great master of my generation in China, Su Anuo, a peak master of inner strength.

The invincible battle is a legend in our martial arts world. Thirty years ago, it was the cultivation of the peak of the realm. He singled out Xiao Xiaotian, the ancestor of the Xiao family, and was defeated. If this old immortal is still alive, 80% has already entered the fairyland.

Zhao Tianlong was just the realm of Nei Jin's early days. Where would Su Ano's opponent be, he suddenly felt a little timid.