The Era of National Martial Arts

Xu Zhen was looked at inexplicably, but he also knew that this person was extremely important to the middle-aged man.

He is not stupid, he can still see it.

Because of this, Xu Zhen became more cautious.

This person is not weak.

Judging by his aura, he is likely to be a fourth-rank martial artist.

"The royal family of Jinling?"

Xu Zhen repeated the sentence, shook his head after a while, and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it. Besides, no matter who intends to kill me, he will never die. I want to kill him. It doesn't matter who."

Wang Dong smiled darkly and said, "Hmph, the boy is really a newborn calf not afraid of tigers. He has never even heard of the Jinling Wang family, and he dares to speak nonsense. The Wang family can kill you without a place to bury you with just a flick of a finger. I don't know the heights of heaven and earth."

"I really don't know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is, but all I know is that your master is dead, and you don't seem to be having a good time."

Xu Zhen smiled sarcastically, and said slowly.

"It's not because of you!!!"

Hearing Xu Zhen's words, Wang Dong suddenly yelled angrily, and said, "If it wasn't for you, how could I be in a desperate situation, so today you can be buried with the young master."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Dong hurried out and came to Xu Zhen in an instant.

Xu Zhen was taken aback for a moment, he did not expect this person to be so fast.

Just as he was about to resist, a pair of rough hands suddenly came over.

It happened to be shot on the prairie gun.

"Boom!"

Xu Zhen's face flushed instantly, and his heels slid back several meters along the ground.

"It's so strong, this is definitely a fourth-rank martial artist."

With a serious face, Xu Zhen murmured something in a low voice.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have two skills."

Wang Dong sneered and didn't care at all.

He didn't use his full strength for that move just now.

But Xu Zhen could hold on without falling down, and his strength is pretty good.

It's a pity that no matter how good he is, he's just a low-grade warrior.

And he is an orthodox middle-rank warrior.

The difference between low-grade and medium-grade seems to be a word, but in fact they are very different, and the difference in strength is difficult to measure.

"Hey, boy, just let him go without a fight, and I can spare your life."

Wang Dong sneered and said viciously.

Xu Zhen smiled lightly, "Do I look like an idiot? I'm afraid I'll be caught and killed faster if I don't hold back. Also, do you really think you can beat me?"

"Humph!"

Wang Dong snorted coldly, and said: "If you are captured without a fight, there may be a way out. If you persist in your obsession, you will be torn to pieces by the Wang family.

Don't worry, I won't kill you, I will send you to the Wang family.Hehe, the Wang family may wish to eat your flesh and drink your blood by then.

The young master is the most talented person in the generation of the Wang family, and he has only recently gone out to practice, how dare you kill him, how brave you are. "

"Why bother?" Xu Zhen said indifferently: "Now that your master is dead, even if you hand me over to the Wang family, it is still impossible to escape, and I will definitely die.

Why don't you and I make peace, you take your Yangguan Road and I cross my single-plank bridge, you and I don't cross the river, how about it? "

"Innocent!"

Wang Dong said bitterly: "You put me in a dangerous situation, how could I let you escape. Moreover, if I hand you over to the Wang family to make atonement, maybe I can still escape. If I escape, it is the real irreversible."

Ok!

Xu Zhen shook his head helplessly.

Since it is not clear, let's not say it.

"In this case, we have seen the real chapter under our hands."

Xu Zhen raised his prairie gun and drew a faint white mark in the air, followed by the sound of breaking through the air.

This is almost Xu Zhen's best effort to achieve such a point.

On the surface, Xu Zhen seemed effortless.

This action made Wang Dong look cautious, and murmured in his heart.

I thought Xu Zhen had been hiding his clumsiness all along, so he couldn't use his full strength at this time.

"Hey, pretend to be a ghost!"

Wang Dong snorted coldly, on guard in his heart, but dismissive on the surface.

The next moment, Wang Dong rushed over with his bare hands and threw out a punch.

Blocked by Xu Zhen.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dong kicked out, followed by a whip kick.

"boom!"

Xu Zhen raised his arms slightly, barely blocking it.

I don't know how far the whole body retreated.

Even so, blood overflowed from the corner of Xu Zhen's mouth, and he forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Xu Zhen's face showed a strange red.

"It turned out to be a silver-like pewter gun tip, which looks good but doesn't work."

Wang Dong chuckled and looked at Xu Zhen with malicious intentions.

After fighting each other, Wang Dong probably figured out Xu Zhen's strength.