National Art: Opening Golden Bell Jar

The lights of xenon lamps are not usually dazzling at night, and the air quality of this plane is much better than that of the earth. If it is not raining, they can be seen from a distance of [-] miles. Anyway, they are standing [-] miles away at this moment. Look, they are all extremely shocking.

The young man raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, and stammered, "That's... that's the lighting object of the Xiongfeng Security Bureau."

So far, they have habitually referred to each other as the Xiongfeng Escort, and Erye Zhao has no intention of correcting. Generally speaking, he thinks that with Zhaojiabao's conditions, there is no need to be too afraid of a certain escort.

It's not that he is arrogant, but that he thinks that this kind of thinking should be encouraged - the so-called courage is all exercised on weekdays.

But hearing this, Zhao Erye frowned dissatisfiedly, "The escort? Impossible... If they have such means, where would the night battle formation come from? The lights should be very bright, right?"

"Very bright," replied the young man respectfully, "looks right in front of you and tears in your eyes."

Hearing this, the Zhao family, who was already impatient next to him, said, "That's...that you can't attack at night?"

The guy hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head honestly, "Anyway, in the eyes of the four of us, it is not suitable for a sneak attack."

The identities of the four monitors are not particularly high in Zhaojiabao, but since they are scouts, they are qualified to make suggestions.

Zhao Erye thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "Since they have taken precautions, then don't attack at night, and you should keep an eye on them... Until tomorrow, let's go to them to reason."

There was no word for a night, and early the next morning, they received the latest news: the disabled martial artist with a broken arm should be the escort Lang Zhen who ran away from the Xiongfeng Escort.

Zhao Erye has heard of the name Lone Wolf. He is seven or eight years older than Lang Zhen. When he became a martial artist, Lang Zhen had already achieved a lot of fame. Later, he was a junior martial artist. , slashing a middle-level martial artist.

He knew very well in his heart that if he faced Lone Wolf, he would definitely not be able to ask for anything.

Lang Zhen was injured and his cultivation base fell, and he left Xiongfeng Escort Depressedly. Zhao Erye also heard about it, but Xiaoliu in the long room was a high-level martial artist, and his arm was broken by the opponent with one move. Obviously, Lone Wolf's cultivation base Much has been recovered.

He thought about it for a while, and decided that he should go to the court first and then the soldier, and ask the other party to ask the guilt first, and see what they say.

Near noon, Erye Zhao brought more than [-] clansmen to the other side's house.

Chen Yang had turned off the xenon lamp long ago, but he hadn't put away the wires and lights—now that they were put away, they had to be taken out at night, which was not troublesome enough.

Zhao Erye walked over with his clan, and the first thing he noticed was the wires and light bulbs. After taking a closer look, he looked at Lang Zhen who was sitting there smoking, and asked lightly, "Lone wolf?"

Lang Zhen glanced at him, sat there smoking a cigarette, just snorted, "If you want to sell a stone, sell it, if you don't sell it, it's almost... I'm not interested in getting to know you."

"Hehe," Zhao Erye laughed, showing his charred teeth, then took out a smoking gun, fired a fire medium, and spit out clouds and mist.

He took three sips in a row before he spoke slowly, "It turns out that the martial artist realm has not been stabilized, are you sure you have won me?"

Lang Zhen glanced at him again, and said slowly, "I seriously advise you...don't try, really!"

Zhao Erye felt a little bit of a drum in his heart. He was not afraid of the other party. In fact, after seeing the other party's cultivation base with his own eyes, he had the confidence to defeat this person - even if he could not fight one-on-one, he recruited such a clan to come here, not to watch the fun. of.

However, it is easy to defeat the opponent, but it is not easy to keep the opponent, and the clansmen will definitely pay a heavy price for this.

So he said coldly, "You took action against my Zhao family junior, but you want to provoke my Zhao family?"

Lang Zhen snorted coldly, "I'm ignorant, I've never heard of the Zhao family, is there a congenital expert?"

Zhao Erye's face became more and more gloomy, "I didn't expect Lone Wolf to have such a high vision. The person you injured yesterday, his elder brother is a Xuanwu captain in the county army... Do you know?"

Lang Zhen also came out of the military camp. Of course, he knew the Xuanwu captain. There are many ranks of captains, and martial artists can also serve, but the Xuanwu captain must be a martial artist.

He didn't want to pay attention to the other party, but as a former soldier, he still paid more attention to the friendship of his comrades, so he snorted and replied, "A mere warrior, if you dare to ridicule me as a disabled person, then I can only give a slight punishment. "

Even if he gave an explanation, as for no more, there is no more - the lone wolf has always been cold and arrogant.

A strange expression appeared on Zhao Erye's face, "You are a disabled person, is he right? Or...you think you are a martial artist?"

In these words, the meaning of provocation is full, and he clearly pointed out that the surnamed Lang, your current cultivation base has not been firmly established in the martial arts.

Of course, Lang Zhen knew about his cultivation, but... he must be a martial artist, but his realm fell once, and he hasn't fully recovered yet.

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Moreover, the reason why he took action to punish is because the other party not only has a disrespectful attitude, but also covets his own wealth.

So for this kind of partiality, he just asked again, "I'm not a martial artist, and I can kill you. Do you want to try?"

Zhao Erye didn't have the confidence to fight against the lone wolf - even if it was a lone wolf whose realm was not yet stable, he snorted coldly when he heard this, "Don't worry, someone will settle the account with you, I just ask, this stone Do you still accept it?"

Lang Zhen was too lazy to pay attention to him. Seeing that no one was making a sound, Second Deng waited for a while before speaking loudly, "Of course I will accept it."

"If you want to take it, I, Zhaojiabao, sold the three stones yesterday for [-] silver dollars," Zhao Erye said righteously, "We are only people, and we can't sit back and watch you harm the interests of the villagers!"

Yesterday, the Zhao family's quotation was only two hundred silver dollars, and now it has risen to three hundred. What about the interests of the villagers, Lone Wolf snorted inwardly: It's really shameless.

However, before he could speak, an exclamation came from beside him.

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It turned out that Feifei came over from a distance, and one of the children of the Zhao family kicked her because she was blocking the way.

The Zhao family also knew that although this girl was young, she was relying on the other party, and she also tipped off the other party's news, cooked and washed dishes, and naturally had no good impression of her.

This child did not show mercy because of the young age of the other party. You are a thief, you are serving foreign thieves, and you should suffer a little.

Of course, he didn't mean to kill the opponent, so he kicked the big basket behind the girl.

However, the girl's reaction was very strange. Instead of trying her best to avoid it, she turned around and met the kick with her chest, because she knew in her heart that her brother was sleeping in the basket!

After eating this kick, she took a few steps backwards and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Bastard!" Second Deng's eyes instantly turned red, he pulled out the long sword behind his back, and rushed over. To a little girl, you all want to kill such a murderer. I am a loyal heir of the Deng family, how can I let you go? ?

"Huh?" Seeing this, Second Master Zhao frowned, pulled out the cloth belt wrapped around his waist, and pulled it with a flick of his hand.

This cloth belt is actually a soft whip, and the sword and gun are hard to hurt under the infusion of internal gas, which is his proud weapon.

When Lang Zhen thought about how to react, it was too late. He was sitting at the moment.

And in front of him, stood two high-level warriors, staring at him, as long as he dared to make a move, he would face the siege of one warrior and two high-level warriors.

In fact, the lone wolf is good at tracking, killing and escaping, but saving people is not what he is good at.

Deng Lao Er's figure has been activated. Under the inertia, it is too late to dodge. Seeing that he is about to be slapped by the cloth belt, he can only hear a roar not far away, "Bastard!"

The roaring sound came from inside a room.

As a matter of fact, everyone in Zhaojiabao knew that there were four people in the group who collected jade stones. The person in charge was not the three in front of him, but the young man who often hid in the house.

For that young man, everyone didn't think much of him, he was nothing more than a businessman with some money.

However, following this roar, followed by a fierce finger wind, howling through the air.Second.

Chapter 237

In terms of cultivation, Zhao Erye is really not that evil.

Although he is a martial artist, his talent for cultivation is really not comparable to the other two of the same family.

That is to say, Zhaojiabao has a relatively deep background, much more than other villages, and he is more or less a little genius, so he can advance to martial arts.

As a result, at this age, he is still a junior martial artist, and there is no hope of further development.

It is precisely because of this that he will stay at home honestly and help protect the family's foundation.

Lang Zhen was seven or eight years younger than him, and the martial arts master was earlier than him, and his combat power was not comparable to him.

It is rude to say that if Lone Wolf had his resources, he would at least be a mid-level martial artist, and it is not impossible for a high-level martial artist to think about it.

And once Lang Zhen was promoted to the middle-level martial artist, he would definitely dare to challenge the high-level martial artist, unlike the second master Zhao, who didn't have the guts to take on the lone wolf who had not regained his skills.

Those who can be promoted to the rank of martial arts masters are all quite remarkable, but the same department-level cadres, those who rely on the shadow of their ancestors to make it up, and those who rely on their own ability to fight for it, can it be the same?

Zhao Erye's combat power is really average, but he also has his own strengths - his eyesight!

After working as a martial artist for so many years, his vision is not comparable to that of ordinary people. You must know that the best martial arts masters are also martial arts masters.

Otherwise, it is impossible for him to see at a glance that Lone Wolf's cultivation has not fully recovered, but is just dangling on the threshold of the martial artist.

Hearing the whistling of the wind, his expression changed, and he secretly cried out, "Bitterness!"

But at this time, it's too late for him to do anything, just like he took action against Deng's second child, the second Deng family's moves are already old, and he can only watch helplessly.

This kind of suppression on the realm, the rolling effect caused by it, really makes it easy to feel powerless.

Zhao Erye could never have imagined that the businessman who collected jade was the one with the highest cultivation level among the four. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Intermediate martial artist?"

He only had time to shout these four words, and the other party's pointing wind hit the cloth belt in the air right.

As mentioned earlier, generally speaking, beginner and middle-level martial artists can’t exert much power when they put their inner qi out—most martial artists can’t even use such means.

Only advanced martial masters, or even congenital masters, would be interested in working on this method.

Chen Yang's finger wind is not very powerful, but it can penetrate four or five thick glass in the air, but in this plane, it can already be regarded as a first-class and powerful middle-level martial artist.

If he shoots directly at the opponent, he thinks that he may not be able to break the opponent's defense, and he can't effectively rescue Deng Er Er, so when he shoots, he rushes towards the opponent's whip.

The whip is originally soft, and the whip made of cloth is even softer, even if the cloth is extremely tough.

Zhao Erye is a master at making whips, and he is not afraid of others blocking the whip. He thought about it when he shot. If this boy named Deng dared to block the block, he would just take advantage of the situation to tie people and drag them over.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the other party actually had a middle-level martial artist who was also good at using finger wind.

You must know that when Erye Zhao drives the whip, it is also necessary to infuse the internal qi into it, so that it can be like an arm.

The other party released his internal energy, and the finger wind hit the whip heavily. At this moment, the internal energy he injected was interrupted. slammed into his chest.

No way, the whip is so difficult to play, although it is a powerful weapon, it is too difficult to control.

Zhao Erye has been playing with the whip for many years. The last time he was in such a mess was more than 20 years ago - at that time he had not yet advanced to the rank of martial artist.

To make matters worse, his whip was originally a belt, with a palm-sized oblate black iron plate attached to the tip of the whip.

He usually wears this iron plate around his waist. It is a bit similar to a belt buckle in the earth world. It looks like a decoration, but in fact, when his belt is swung, the iron plate is not small. There is a high possibility of broken bones and tendons.

In particular, he is still an iron plate made of black iron, which is extremely hard and heavy.

Seeing the iron plate swinging back, Master Zhao subconsciously moved his body. If he had encountered this situation more than 20 years ago, he would have chosen to give up the whip directly, and his figure would retreat violently.

But now, the situation is not allowed, he can't throw away his weapon at will - as a martial artist, do you still need dignity?

Moreover, he was surrounded by all the children of the Zhao family, and he still had to consider that he could not accidentally hurt them.

So, while dodging, he desperately pumped out his qi and tried to regain control of the whip.

It turned out that he thought too much, and the iron card slammed back incomparably quickly, hitting his right chest heavily.

With just such a blow, Er Ye Zhao's eyes were darkened and his chest felt tight, so he couldn't hold his breath.

Immediately afterwards, Deng Lao Er's sword slashed heavily towards the young man who bullied the little girl.