Chapter 202: The power of Zhao Fang!

"You, what kind of cultivation are you?"

Zhao Guangming is worthy of being the leader of the clan. Although he was shocked, he quickly calmed down and asked calmly.

He knows.

If you can clamp him with your fingers and attack, you will definitely not be inferior to him.

"Better than you!"

Zhao Fang's words made Zhao Guangming's face turn ashen, and he said coldly: "Get out of here!"

"Get out of the way? Are you ordering me?"

Zhao Fang looked at Zhao Guangming with a smile.

Zhao Guangming was even more annoyed. A junior from a branch dared to speak like this to his clan leader, which made him feel that his clan leader's majesty was seriously provoked.

His eyes were cold and he said coldly: "Now, as the clan leader, I will order you to get out of here!"

"Clan leader?" Zhao Fang was still laughing, his fingers pressed against the blade, and he folded his fingers slightly: "Are you a bird! Did you ever say that you are a member of the Zhao clan?"

"You are a traitor who is so ruthless and deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors, I..."

Before Zhao Guangming finished speaking, he heard a "click" sound. The dragon sword he was proud of broke in front of him, turning into pieces and falling.

Not only that.

The moment the dragon sword collapsed, a huge force surged from the blade, directly shocking Zhao Guangming for more than twenty steps.

When he staggered and stabilized his body, he felt his qi and blood tumbling, and his body seemed to be on fire. His meridians reversed and his throat became sweet, but he could no longer control it. He opened his mouth and spewed out a pool of blood.

"You, you..."

Zhao Guangming looked at Zhao Fang in horror, his eyes full of incredible expression.

This dragon battle knife is not an ordinary person.

It belongs to the Xuan-level weapon, which is also extremely rare among the Zhao clan.

It is precisely because of this sword that although Zhao Guangming is a four-star martial artist, he has the strength to fight against the five-star martial artist.

However, it is this kind of weapon.

But Zhao Fang clamped his fingers and broke it!

"With just two fingers, the short Xuan Soldier Dragon Battle Sword is broken. What is his cultivation level? The peak of the Five-Star Martial Master? Or..."

Not knowing what he thought of, Zhao Guangming looked at Zhao Fang in disbelief.

"You have no connection with me. Even if you are a clan, you have no kindness to me. What qualifications do you have to say that labor and capital are bullying teachers and destroying ancestors?"

"I won't take the blame. If you don't say it today, I won't mind. Slaughtering you is worthy of the great rebellion you said!"

Zhao Fang took a few steps forward and looked at Zhao Guangming with a faint smile.

However, in Zhao Guangming's eyes, that smile was like a devil's smile, which scared him to retreat repeatedly.

"You, you..."

Zhao Guangming pointed at Zhao Fang and kept retreating.

During the brief confrontation with Zhao Fang, he already understood that the terrible thing about this split-leader was not even at all interested in him.

Looking at Zhao Fang, who was pressing step by step and showing murderous intent on his face, Zhao Guangming knew that this man was cruel and could speak out, and was very bold.

at this point.

From his unscrupulousness, he killed Zhao Yuanhao, the five-star martial master, and you can see a few things.

"This kid really wants to kill me!"

After feeling the murderous intent emitted by Zhao Fang's body, Zhao Guangming's scalp became numb and he looked around in panic.

Finally, he turned his help-seeking gaze to the side and quietly watched the scene.

"Elder Hei Mo, save me! This son is so young, and he has such amazing cultivation. He will definitely get a great opportunity. The elder will not take action at this moment, so when will he wait? Zhao can guarantee that he is just a junior of the Zhao clan's family and does not have a background of the heavens!"

Hei Mo raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

The reason why he was not in a hurry to take action was indeed because he was concerned about Zhao Fang's identity.

Although Zhao Fangming is a member of the Zhao clan's family, he is not an ordinary person with the six-star martial master guard?

That's true.

After Zhao Fang and Zhao Guangming had a conflict, he did not take action, but looked at the development of the situation and wanted to see more information about Zhao Fang from it.

After observing for a long time, he did not get any useful information.

The only one is Zhao Fang's cultivation.

The peak of the five-star martial master!

He didn't take this cultivation to heart.

But if one has this kind of cultivation, just a seventeen-year-old boy, it would be a bit shocking!

"No matter whether what Zhao Guangming said is true or false, since he has already made enemies with this person, there will inevitably be cause and effect in the future. Instead of waiting for him to grow up and come to seek revenge, it is better to kill him in the cradle before he grows up!"

As the mind moved, Hei Mo made a decision.

"stop!"

He spoke plainly, but his voice contained a hint of majesty.

It looks more and more like a sympathetic master who is scolding the young man who is ignorant of the world.

Zhao Fang ignored him.

Still moving forward.

Seeing this, Heimo's expression was a little awkward, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"I've heard this elder talked to you!"

Hei Mo looked cold and stared at Zhao Fang with great disbelief.

Zhao Fang still ignored him.

Continue to move towards Zhao Guangming.

Zhao Guangming was shocked by Zhao Fang's courage, but at the same time, he was happy for his arrogance.

"Yes, just like that, continue to irritate Hei Mo. As long as he takes action, you will definitely die!"

He believed that as long as Heimo took action, Zhao Fang would undoubtedly die.

Although, Zhao Fang also killed the Seven-Star Martial Master.

But he didn't think that the seven-star martial master could compare to Hei Mo.

after all.

Hei Mo was born in the Tianhe Sword Sect of the Eighth Sect, and is one of the "Seven Swords" of this sect.

Although Hei Mo is ranked last among the Seven Swords.

But I think it would be no problem to deal with this arrogant junior with his strength.

"No need to see. Today, even the elders of the Tianhe Sword Sect can't save you! If you want to blame, you will blame you for having no eyes and having someone you shouldn't have tied up!"

Zhao Fang sneered, and a shocking sword light burst out from his fingertips, slashing at Zhao Guangming with a panic look.

"Junior is looking for death!"

Seeing that Zhao Fang ignored him and even attacked Zhao Guangming in front of him, Hei Mo was furious.

The moment Zhao Fang made a move, Hei Mo also took action.

They also pointed to Ru Jian, but they were not trying to save Zhao Guangming, but hit Zhao Fanghou's heart.

He wanted to take advantage of this and kill Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang didn't look back.

The backhand also hits a finger.

laugh!

The sword lights rushed towards Zhao Guangming and Hei Mo, one after another.

Puff!

Zhao Guangming never expected that Zhao Fang would dare to kill him after Hei Mo took action.

So much so.

He didn't even have the chance to resist, so he was stabbed by the sword light that had saved him countless times, penetrated his heart, and left a terrifying sword wound on his chest.

As for the sword behind him.

After crushing the fingers of the black ink, the remaining momentum did not diminish and rushed towards the black ink.

Heimo was shocked and quickly drew out the long sword on his back and stood in front of him.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the sword light hit the long sword.

As the huge force shook, Hei Mo only felt a great force gushing out of the long sword, shaking himself twenty or thirty feet away, and then he barely stabilized.
Chapter completed!