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Jiang Fei glanced at Zhao Yi and Zhao Er, and found that both of them had a trace of blood on their bodies, and it seemed that they all had blood on their hands.

The two of them faced each other coldly, and they faintly formed a horn-shaped force. What kind of formation should be?

He slowly stood up and smiled and said, "Qianrou, I will protect you, right? It was, now, and in the future."

At this point, it seems that it is not possible to not take action. With Jiang Fei's current level, even if he does not use spiritual power, he can crush mortals with his own body refining realm alone.

When Zhao Qianrou heard Jiang Fei's words, she suddenly stood there and didn't move. She didn't know whether Jiang Fei's words were true or false, but such love words still made her face flushed.

When Jiang Fei walked past her, Zhao Qianrou hurried over and whispered: "Be careful."

Jiang Fei nodded and walked over.

Zhao Shufeng put down the teacup and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you can't pass their level, you will either die or be disabled."

This is not an exaggeration for him. He knew Zhao Yi and Zhao Er's methods, and ordinary people could not be opponents at all.

"Uncle, you said this. Do I still have room for maneuver?"

"The courage is commendable. I hope I don't just be a fool, choose the same one."

He pointed to the qì frame in the corner of the hall, with swords, guns, swords and halberds on it.

This is also the tradition of Zhaojiabao, where all men practice martial arts.

Back then, Zhaojiabao was easy to defend but difficult to attack. In the Qing Dynasty, martial arts practice was even more popular. When Japanese pirates invaded, foreign devils wanted to seize territory, they were beaten back by these men.

"Need not."

Use ǔ         qì, that's considered bullying them. If Jiang Fei doesn't even have this confidence, don't be this cultivator. Go home and farm honestly.

Jiang Fei walked out, put on a very arrogant posture, hooked his fingers, and said, "Come on."

Zhao Yi and Zhao Er looked at each other, and had never seen such an arrogant person. They nodded at the same time and started attacking in an instant.

One man took a stick and rushed towards Jiang Fei. One man swept across and one man slashed, like a cross, blocking Jiang Fei's attack route.

Two sticks came with a gust of wind. If they were hit, they would probably be arranged directly into meat sauce.

From this point of view, we can also see that these two people have been working together for many years, and they cannot be familiar with each other and do not give each other a chance.

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly surged. His bones slammed, and he rushed over with his fists.

Zhao Qianrou screamed in panic, "Is this guy worthy of life?" He took his flesh and blood body and iron rods and hard steel.

Jiang Fei was not that stupid. He slid directly towards the lower right corner of the cross stick, rubbed against the marble floor, and kicked out with both feet.

Bang!

He hit Zhao Yi's stick, accurately clamped a stick with both feet, and then rotated it hard. The iron rod in Zhao Yi's hand came out and hit the side.

When Zhao Er saw that his elder brother failed, he held the stick and smashed it into Jiang Fei's chest.

Jiang Fei rushed up with a carp and rushed up, holding the stick in Zhao Er's hand.

No one could see Jiang Fei's actions clearly. The moment he took action just now, everyone felt a black shadow flashing, and Zhao Er's stick was taken away by him.

when!

Jiang Fei threw the stick on the ground, smiled slightly, walked back slowly, and said with a smile: "How is it, you didn't disappoint."

From taking action to dealing with the two of them, the whole process took less than a minute. The most important thing is that Jiang Fei had already shown strong strength and did not hurt Zhao Yi and Zhao at all, which gave Zhao Shufeng enough face.

"Good boy." Zhao Shufeng saw Jiang Fei's reaching out his hand, shouted, and stood up from the seat.

What they have always admired is the strong man, and Jiang Fei's kung fu has already attracted his attention.

Zhao Shufeng slowly walked towards the frame and took off a wooden stick from it. There were steel pipes at both ends of the stick, and there was a faint silver light flashing.

"Come on, let's try it." Zhao Shufeng became interested and wanted to fight with Jiang Fei.

"Uncle, how can I fight with you?" Jiang Fei refused.

If you take action, it will not look good if you hurt anyone, especially if you hurt Zhao Shufeng. Seeing that his parents are probably going to be chased by people from Zhaojiabao.

"Don't you look down on me? I can still go up the mountain to fight tigers and go to sea to capture dragons." Zhao Shufeng picked up the stick and walked over.

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes and found that something was wrong with the stick in his hand, with a slight flash of spiritual power on it.

One end has spiritual power that gushed like flames, and the other end has electric light like thunder.

In this way, this stick should be a magic weapon, which was once used by immortal cultivators.

But why did it come to Zhao Shufeng's hands? There is only one explanation: the ancestors of their Zhao family were immortal cultivators.

After Zhao Shufeng held the stick, his temperament was different, and it seemed that he was a cultivator.

"Come on." Zhao Shufeng waved the thunder and fire stick, and the air seemed to explode and crackled.

It seems that this magic weapon should be extraordinary. It can have a little spiritual power when used by mortals. No wonder Zhaojiabao has been standing in the south of the Yangtze River for so many years, and there is such a transmission of feelings.

Jiang Fei dared not be careless. Although Zhao Shufeng obtained spiritual power from this magic weapon, he should have some experience in using it for many years, and combined with his ancestral thunder and fire stick technique, the power should be quite good.

rub!

Without saying much, Jiang Fei pulled out his own Lieyang Sword. The other party used magic weapons. If he didn't show some special skills, wouldn't he look down on him?

"Oh." Zhao Shufeng narrowed his eyes when he saw Jiang Fei's sword. He could feel the evil aura that was permeated on the sword.

"Good boy, I just lied to me, what family are you from?"

Seeing this sword and Jiang Fei's kung fu, Zhao Shufeng easily thought that he was from a martial arts family.

Jiang Fei smiled helplessly and said, "Uncle, I said I am a farmer. If you want to talk about the family, it is the Jiang family, a descendant of Jiang Ziya. I have a little understanding of the ancestral skills."

"Jiang Family?" Zhao Shufeng thought about it carefully. The famous martial arts family did not have the Jiang Family.

"Old man, you still have to take action, you're not going to be dead." Tang Xiuwen saw that the father-in-law and son-in-law were going to take action, and the news would not make people laugh.

"Women, what do you know?"

Zhao Shufeng said, looking at Jiang Fei, the thunder and fire stick in his hand began to flash, and then a sudden stick came, with a hint of thunder power.
Chapter completed!