The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

"Oh?"

There was no trace of anger on Zhao Jincheng's face, but a smile instead.

"I can accept apprentices on behalf of the master, and at the same time guarantee that you will be the master's closed disciple."

Zhao Jincheng can naturally feel Zhang Zi'an's jade-level strength. Being able to have such strength at the foot of the mountain, his cultivation talent can be described as a genius.

Every lineage of inheritance needs this type of people.

Although Longhushan said that the four great celestial masters are one family, there are many intrigues underneath.

Because of the matter of accepting apprentices every year, the four main lines are very unhappy.

If Zhang Zian, a master of jade-level strength, joins his master's line, he will definitely be able to overwhelm the other three lines.

Zhang Zian shook his head.

Ever since I started practicing, I have met many people from Longhu Mountain, but none of them are good people.

The smile on Zhao Jincheng's face finally froze.

"Then... just die."

Zhao Jincheng disappeared in place, and with a flash of his body, he went to Zhang Zian's side in an instant, and patted Zhang Zian's heart with his right hand.

Since you can't be a comrade in arms, you are an enemy.

Thoughts are extreme.

The cuffs of the taoist robe rattled, showing how powerful this palm was.

Zhang Zian immediately stretched out his hand to block, then turned his body sideways, avoiding the sinister knife again.

Flipping palms together, the two took two steps back at the same time, with equal strength.

"Humph!"

Zhao Jincheng snorted coldly, his whole body was covered with a layer of black spiritual power, and the aura around him became several times stronger.

Zhang Zian was familiar with this aura.

It was no different from Jiang Zuo before.

The dragon and the tiger hold Pu Jue.

Zhao Jincheng's figure moved quickly, like a ghost in the night.

His hands kept slapping Zhang Zian, with a strong breath, Zhang Zian didn't dare to underestimate him, and he slapped with nameless palms.

The dragon chant continued.

Two figures flashed back and forth, and there was a sound of bang bang bang in the dark night.

"boom!"

The two separated, and they were evenly matched.

Zhao Jincheng frowned, his expression finally changed.

"Boy, where did you come from?"

Without any background, it is absolutely impossible to have such strength and martial arts.

Not at all weaker than his own Dragon and Tiger Bao Pujue.

Zhang Zian didn't say a word.

With anger in his eyes, Zhao Jincheng rushed towards Zhang Zian again.

The Dragon and Tiger Baopujue was played to the extreme, and there was actually a roar of dragons and tigers, and the rustling of the surrounding trees.

Jiang Zuo, who was watching the battle from a distance, had a bright light in his eyes and clenched his fists.

Trembling with excitement.

Zhang Zian was not timid at all, and took the initiative to meet him.

The two sides clapped hundreds of palms in a row, fighting together, the sound of fighting was endless.

Fortunately, it was night, and Xiaohu Village was remote, without any people.

The two patted each other's chests and quickly backed away.

Zhao Jincheng rubbed his chest, and said coldly, "I won't give you the ink marks, I'll die."

After saying that, Zhao Jincheng shook his arms, and the black light immediately opened up.

A cold breath immediately enveloped the two of them, and the temperature plummeted.

"Even if they are both in the jade rank, there are differences in strength."

"Today I will show you what absolute strength is."

There was a roar of a tiger, and then a black tiger appeared out of thin air.

The black tiger appeared, pressed its thick tiger paws on the ground, breathed out two streams of white air, and fixed its eyes on Zhang Zian.

This is Zhao Jincheng's momentum.

Zhang Zian's body was covered with a layer of spiritual power to resist the cold breath.

Zhao Jincheng snorted coldly, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Under his own situation, he dared to put on airs.

With a thought, Heihu's hind feet rubbed against the ground, and his huge body instantly rushed towards Zhang Zian.

"Ah!"

He opened his mouth and bit Zhang Zian's neck.

Suddenly, an incomparably tyrannical spiritual power erupted from Zhang Zian's body, and a ball of red flames enveloped the black tiger in the blink of an eye.

The originally cold temperature rose rapidly.

Hei Hu wailed in pain, his body shook violently, and his eyes were filled with fear.

The body that was close to the essence began to gradually blur.

Zhao Jincheng, who was backlashed, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the black tiger turned into nothingness.

Taking two steps back, Zhao Jincheng looked at Zhang Zian in disbelief.

He... is actually powerful.

impossible.

Impossible.

No matter how good a poor farmer's cultivation aptitude is, it's impossible for a poor farmer to gain momentum through cultivation.

Jiang Zuo, who was watching the battle from a distance, froze with a smile on his face, and his body tightened.

When the black tiger appeared, he thought that the game had already been won, but he never thought that Zhang Zian would have his own power.

This made him feel cold.

How could the Jiang family offend such a person.

Suddenly, I had the idea of ​​running away.

"You actually have power..."

Zhao Jincheng stared at Zhang Zian with a pale face and said.

Zhang Zian didn't answer, and his figure disappeared in place. Zhao Jincheng panicked and quickly defended himself.

Zhang Zian smashed Zhao Jincheng's head before, with a decisive killing intent.

I really don't have a good impression of Longhushan warriors.

The red fire envelops the fist, the momentum is mighty, and the surrounding air sizzles.

Zhao Jincheng breathed a sigh of relief, and once again used the Dragon and Tiger Hug Pu Jue, and the black tiger appeared instantly.

The hatred on his face increased rapidly.

"Go to hell you."

Zhang Zian punched Heihu on the head without any tricks and was extremely fierce.

Heihu's body immediately turned into nothingness, and Zhao Jincheng was backlashed again, spurting out another mouthful of old blood.

Zhang Zian was also blocked, and stopped and stood where he was.

Zhao Jincheng looked at Zhang Zian in front of him, with a flash of retreat in his eyes.

I thought that my strength at the third rank of the Jade Rank could completely crush this person, but I didn't expect the complete opposite.

His own dragon and tiger hug Pu Jue was no match.

She no longer dared to underestimate Zhang Zian.

"Zhang Zian, this is the end of the sparring today. If you don't fight, you won't know each other."

Zhao Jincheng said, this is also the first time he called Zhang Zian's name tonight.

Zhang Zian was directly amused.

I've seen shameless people and shameless ones, but tonight it's a stab in the ass with a knife, which opened my eyes.

There are really people who are shameless to this extent.

He clamored to kill himself, but seeing that he couldn't beat him, he was not an opponent, so he changed it to a sparring match.

You are such a nice person, let you do it.

Zhang Zian didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he dodged in front of Zhao Jincheng, and slapped Zhao Jincheng's chest with his palm.

From now on, the people in Longhushan will fight one by one.

Zhao Jincheng didn't expect Zhang Zian to be so unreasonable, and suddenly roared, "How dare you."

As soon as the black light appeared on the body, before the black tiger appeared, Zhang Zian slapped his chest with a palm.

Fly out more than ten meters upside down.

Zhang Zian came to Zhao Jincheng's side in an instant, raised his hand and slapped his face twice.

The sound was loud, and Jiang Zuo's little heart beat twice in the distance.

You must know that Zhao Jincheng is also a leader of the younger generation in Longhu Mountain.

For warriors, those who are not more than forty years old are the younger generation.

In terms of strength alone, Zhao Jincheng definitely ranks in the top three.

But such a number one person, who was slapped twice by Zhang Zian at this time, could only be full of anger, without the slightest strength to fight back.

"You are the one who is looking for trouble, and you are the one who wants to make peace. Are you a bitch?"

Clap, two slaps again.

Zhao Jincheng has been beaten.

Ever since I went to the mountain to practice, I have never been insulted like this.

The Taoist robe was burnt with holes everywhere, and it smelled of burnt.

Hot pain in the face.

Zhang Zian turned around and glanced at Jiang Zuo, beckoning.

Jiang Zuo's legs trembled, as if the god of death was waving at him.

But there was no conflict in my heart, so I could only walk through it.

Zhao Jincheng suddenly calmed down, and looked at Zhang Zian expressionlessly.

"You let us go now, and I promise I won't trouble you again in the future."

Zhang Zian almost laughed out loud, but he was still an idiot.

It's all troubled to this point, can it still be good?

The truth that children understand.