This is not the first time the two have met!

I still remember that the afternoon before, when Zhao Qiankun had just come out of Haina Cave, he had a meal in the town. At that time, he heard that Mr. Shu talked about the old story of the Five Kings attacking merchants. He once asked a question. A scholar in white answered him and left. The scholar in white was this person!

With Zhao Qiankun's eyesight at that time, it was naturally impossible to tell that the scholar in white was a master. Before, he said in the crowd that this scholar in white could win, but actually it was not eyesight, but mathematics!

It was early morning now. The afternoon before, he had met this scholar in a town nearly a thousand kilometers away. Now he saw him at Xiling Pass! During this stay, Zhao Qiankun had a flaw in order to run over. How did this scholar come?

Not to mention anything else, just this kind of foot strength is a top-notch master.

Similarly, the scholar shouted to withdraw from the constable and made the same plan. The day before yesterday he didn't care too much about Zhao Qiankun, but today when he saw him thousands of miles away, he suddenly felt a stern heart and was also amazed by Zhao Qiankun's strength!

"I didn't expect that after we parted yesterday, we could meet again today!" The scholar in white smiled and bowed: "I am ignorant on the West Pole Coast, and there are experts like you!"

Zhao Qiankun laughed: "Where do you know there are still many things!"

"What a big tone!" The scholar smiled slightly: "It just so happened that the battle just now was not satisfied. The opportunity was rare. Should I come and have a discussion?"

Zhao Qiankun touched his neck and smiled: "Then, do you also get a breath on my neck?"

"It depends on your ability!" As he said that, Zhao Qiankun could not refute, the scholar had already rushed up, the fan in his hand shook open, and the blade faced the morning sun and flashed towards Zhao Qiankun's eyes!

"This guy has a murderous intention!" Zhao Qiankun felt a stern. As such a master, he even used despicable means of shaking his eyes. He could be said to be using everything!

Since the opponent was dead, Zhao Qiankun was not polite. He didn't even look at it, and raised his hand and burst out with a flame!

The flames exploded, and the level 4 fusion of wind and fire magic was combined with the fire-type large fireball and the wind-type wind cave technique. A wind cave was built from the palm, like a shotgun. With the agitation of the wind, a large number of fire elements were instantly sprayed out! It directly covered the fan-shaped range of more than 100 degrees on the front of Zhao Qiankun, swallowing the figure of the scholar in white!

"It turned out to be a wizard?" The fan in the scholar's hand waved like a propeller, blocking a lot of flames with his internal strength, but it was still affected. When the flames rushed out, the floating belts were covered with sparks, and the white robe with a wide dress turned into a short dress of cropped pants!

"The mage can't stay!" The scholar gritted his teeth and rushed out of the flames, but Zhao Qiankun's figure disappeared. He moved his heart, his eyes rolled around, and he suddenly felt the murderous aura coming from behind. He rushed forward and passed Zhao Qiankun's hand knife!

"Respond quickly enough!" Zhao Qiankun narrowed his eyes. This kid is indeed a master. He is outstanding among the human warriors he has encountered! "But unfortunately, the little strength you have strongly can be ignored by me!"

The scholar pounced forward and avoided Zhao Qiankun's hand attack from behind, but at the same time, he raised his hind legs, tucked his heels up, and kicked Zhao Qiankun's backwards!

Zhao Qiankun had no eyes behind him and was not proficient in fighting skills. He didn't see this kick at all, but it didn't matter if he saw it. Anyway, he didn't plan to hide, but raised his fist and clenched his middle finger, and smashed it down at the back of the scholar crawling on the ground!

This boxing move is called Phoenix Eye. It gathers strength a little, and it has a huge lethality. However, if it is not used correctly or hits hard places like knees, elbows, foreheads, etc., it is very easy to cause finger fractures. Therefore, many martial arts practitioners use it as a killer move and specifically attack weak points and acupoints.

Although Zhao Qiankun has never practiced martial arts, he has seen this kind of grip in TV series. He instinctively feels that the power must be greater, and he has no concerns about fractures, so he simply smashed it down like this.

In this way, one person punches and one person kicks, no one can dodge, and just expect one blow to defeat the enemy with one blow!

Bang! It was the scholar who took the initiative! The moment he lay down, he was already out of his foot, and he was one point faster than Zhao Qiankun, and his heel was digging on the back of Zhao Qiankun's head!

"I won!"

The moment he hit, the scholar was delighted, but the next moment he turned to surprise. This was not the touch of the human body, but more like kicking a piece of iron lump!

No, even if it is really a copper cast iron, he can kick it with his skills. Why is his head so strong?! He traveled around the world and saw the most powerful master of horizontal training, but he doesn't have such ability!

Before the scholar in white was surprised, Zhao Qiankun's fist had fallen down, and the protruding middle finger joints hit his back waist. With a click, both spines were knocked to pieces. Yu Jin trembled his internal organs. The scholar felt the pain was unbearable. He screamed, and a mouthful of blood was squirting out. He thrust and he couldn't get up...

He couldn't get up even if he remembered it. Now his entire lower body was no longer conscious. Zhao Qiankun's punch directly hit him with a paralysis!

It's better that he is trying hard to show his mercy, otherwise, if he punches him, the guy will explain it on the spot.

"What kind of monster are you...?" The scholar lying on the ground gritted his teeth with hatred, and struggled to hold up his upper body, but Zhao Qiankun stepped on him: "Where did you come from? I originally thought it was a bit arrogant, but now it looks like a mad dog, whoever you catches and bites!"

"Take your feet away, you don't deserve to know my name!" The scholar was still stubborn, and Zhao Qiankun snorted coldly, turning to greet the constables.

Seeing that all the people from the Wushen Sect were knocked down, those constables dared to stay and tiptoed to run away. Who would have thought that Zhao Qiankun would turn around and call them?

"Where did this guy come from? Why do you call him a lord as soon as you see the sign?"

Several constables could not afford to offend Zhao Qiankun, so they could only tremble and answer: "He is from the Wushen Sect... the so-called Wushen Sect..."

After hearing the constable's explanation, Zhao Qiankun narrowed his eyes: "So you are the disciple of the God of Martial Arts?"

The scholar snorted coldly: "Since you know, you won't kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise you will offend our Wushen Sect and will destroy your nine clans!"

"That's right!" Zhao Qiankun laughed: "I happened to settle the score with your master! The broom locked me up for so long, and finally came out, and actually met his apprentice!"

As he said that, Zhao Qiankun raised his hand and picked up the scholar. The scholar resisted with his hands spreading his teeth and claws, and his lower body swayed.

Zhao Qiankun snorted coldly, interrupting the guy's shoulder, making him a completely useless person. Then he turned around and asked the detective: "He made unreasonable murders in the street, do you care about it?"

The head-in-chief said with a bitter face: "Oh, uncle, he is from the Wushen Sect. He is not sure how taller than us, how dare we care..."

"What Martial God Sect? This guy is just a scumbag!" Zhao Qiankun snorted coldly: "Didn't you notice that he killed the North Golden Sword, and he was just looking for trouble. When he saw me, he didn't even ask about his name, and immediately made up his mind to kill again! Why?"

"How could we know..." The headmaster shook his head and said, "Maybe he doesn't like you?"

"Fuck!" Zhao Qiankun said angrily: "He is a master in the territory of the Three Kings here, which is paving the way for the emperor to withdraw his vassals! It won't take long for the imperial army to come over, and there is no expert in the three vassal kings. You will be slaughtered!"

"Hmph, you have some knowledge!" Although your limbs were destroyed, the scholar in white still dissatisfied: "But it is futile to tell them to them. They are just working as a businessman to handle cases, and it is the same for everyone to be the master! The abolition of the vassal kings is the general trend. Our Wushen Sect wants to make a general clear path for the saint's heroic plan. If you dare to hurt me, don't think of gaining a foothold in the Great Zhou Dynasty. My brothers will definitely find you, no matter where you are, you will be torn into pieces!!"

"Okay, then I want to see how they find it!" Zhao Qiankun sneered, took a big step with the scholar in white, and rushed out of the town in a moment, and arrived at the gate.

When the officers and soldiers guarding the pass saw him carrying a blood-stained man on his body, they became alert and picked up weapons to force him over. However, Zhao Qiankun ignored them at all. He jumped up to the city tower at the gate, climbed up the standing military flag in a few seconds, tore off the scholar's clothes, tied him to the flagpole, and then took away his iron plate of martial gods.

At this time, the soldiers guarding the pass were surrounded, and the leader was a golden-armored general shouting sternly: "Who are you? You are so arrogant, you dare to make trouble in Xiling Pass!"

Zhao Qiankun smiled and jumped directly from the flagpole that was more than ten meters high, and landed among the officers and soldiers with a roar.

"It doesn't matter who I am..." Zhao Qiankun slowly stood up and showed the iron plate of the Martial God: "The one above is from the Martial God Sect. When his fellow disciples come to find it, tell them that his brand is here with me. If you want to take it back, let the Martial God take it by yourself! Of course, if he finds it troublesome, he can also wait in the imperial capital, and I will naturally go to find him!"

"Don't be crazy!" The general in charge rushed up with his sword, and with a bang, he was slapped to the ground by Zhao Qiankun and fainted.

"You are just performing your duties. I don't blame you, I just let you be quiet..." As he said, Zhao Qiankun glanced at the other officers and soldiers: "Who else do you want to try it, but it's just stupid. I won't show mercy anymore!"

The officers and soldiers surrounded each other looked at each other, sweating on their foreheads, and they did not dare to move forward.

Zhao Qiankun laughed loudly, and under the gaze of these officers and soldiers, he climbed over the wall and strode towards the Central Plains.

Seeing that he had walked away, the officers and soldiers dared to go up and help the officer up. Another older man pointed to the white scholar hanging on the flagpole and said, "Hurry up, who is good at it? Go up and get him down!"

The soldiers here also had a lot of good skills. One of the thin seventh-grade warriors rushed up the flagpole and climbed up flexibly. But when they were about to approach the scholar, a flame suddenly burst out from the flagpole, and a rumbling sound burned him down!

Everyone rushed up to catch it, extinguishing the flames on his body. This guy was lucky enough to tell the truth, but he was slightly burned. Although he was covered in dust, he was not seriously injured.
Chapter completed!