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Chapter 205 One move to defeat the enemy

Zhao He's pupils shrank, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

Since he appeared, he naturally made a decision. The so-called inquiry of the people below was just a routine matter. In fact, with his status within the Sun and Moon God Sect, even if he was the leader, he would not easily disobey his face.

But just a routine question, I was slapped in the face by someone.

This time, I was so embarrassed that I was directly in front of the leader and my colleagues!

"Who has any opinions?!"

Zhao He shouted loudly, with a bit of murderous intent on his face. After he had already planned, he would definitely dismiss the person who dared to sing against him!

But when he turned his head and saw the objector, his face immediately showed a look of surprise and said in surprise: "Master Mu Xiang, how could you... have any objections?"

The objector actually Murong Ruo, who had already gotten off the ring and jumped onto the ring.

Murong Ruo had a solemn expression on his face and said, "Elder Zhao doesn't know that I have bet all my wealth on Su Jing. The bet is that he can defeat the entire Sun and Moon God Sect and become one of the top ten elders. But if you intervene, Elder Zhao, no matter what the outcome is, Su Jing will no longer be able to compete with the remaining disciples. Isn't the thousands of taels of gambling that I was about to get, all of them were wasted?"

She sighed, "If Su Jingli is really not up to me, then I will be willing to accept the loss. But if you forcefully change the rules like this, then I won't want to!"

Su Jing: “………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Zhao He: “……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Zhao He said in surprise: "It's because of this objection?! Just for those a few thousand taels of silver?"

"Not bad! Unlike you, elder, I'm very poor..."

Murong Ruo's long sword was unsheathed, and a silver light flashed. The three-foot green breeze was facing Zhao He and said, "So, Elder Zhao, if you want to break the rules, then please come to me and break the rules. I still have a ring. You can ask me to take your thirty moves, sixty moves are fine!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the stands, Dong Taichu laughed and said, "I didn't expect that Elder Mu's life would be so difficult on weekdays. But I am not the leader of the sect. Elder Mu wants to earn some extra money for himself. I can understand that Brother Zhao is indeed a little reckless, but occasionally a little accident can be regarded as a small adjustment of life. Let's do this, I will be the one who represents all the brothers of the Sun and Moon God Sect. If this deputy master Su can take over Brother Zhao's thirty moves, then he will beat everyone in the Sun and Moon God Sect. As for the gambling money, do you think, can you do it?!"

Everyone below looked at each other and then roared.

"Of course!"

"The leader said everything, so we naturally have no objection!"

"Elder Zhao's martial arts skills are beyond our reach. In my opinion, not to mention thirty moves, just ten moves can replace me!"

Not to mention whether there are any opinions or not, the leader has spoken, so the people below can only obey and can flatter again, which is even better!

Seeing that no one else was concerned, Dong Taichu looked at Su Jing and showed a satisfied look on his face. Although this kid's martial arts skills were not as good as Murong Ruo and Yin Jiu, he was because of his strong endurance and a craftsman. In ten years, he might not be inferior to Murong Ruo and Yin Jiu.

He shouted: "Su Jing, please ask Brother Zhao for advice. Brother Zhao's favorite is to promote the juniors and perform well. If you can perform well, then, even if you can't handle Brother Zhao's thirty moves, I will not be able to consider it. I will give you another chance to start the selection again!"

Do you perform well?

Su Jing nodded slightly, then looked at Murong Ruo, a smile appeared in his eyes, and it was okay to signal, and said to Dong Taichu: "Abide by the order of the leader! I will do my best to show my best, and strive to become the elder!"

"Hahahaha... Let's talk about it when I take my thirty moves!"

Zhao He's figure appeared directly beside Su Jing and shouted: "Just just now, you used light skills that were even better than him when you competed with my disciple Liu Ling. What I, Zhao He, is the best at is light skills. Let's compare light skills to see if your eyes can keep up with me!"

As he said that, his figure floated left and right, his feet were unable to step on, like willow catkins, and he could not see the direction of his attack at all.

Su Jing raised his eyebrows immediately, Liu Ling? It seems that he had heard of it... It seemed that he had just challenged himself and then fucked him down... Is he actually the disciple of the flying demon god Zhao He? So, is this guy here to preside over justice for his disciples?

Thinking of it, his pupils shrank, his feet suddenly stomped, and his whole body rose several feet out of thin air.

And where he had just stood, the middle of a strange weapon... was a pickaxe weapon like a shield.

After reading the original work, Su Jing naturally knew that this was the proud weapon of the flying god and demon Zhao He, blocked by the Thunder!

Now jumping up again...

He stepped on his feet in the air and suddenly rose several meters!

"Hahahaha, I'm so light-working, but unfortunately I'm still a little tenderer than me. Let's go on for me!"

Zhao He showed a complacent look on his face, and his whole body was like a white crane flying flapping its wings. It instantly flew to Su Jing's head, and slapped it from top to bottom, shouting: "Go down for me!"

He tried his best. Even though Dong Taichu said it nicely, he was not going to just give some advice as he said. Just kidding, this position was originally reserved for his disciples, but as a result, Cheng Yaojin came out, he must learn a lesson!

The palm is as powerful as the wind and as powerful as thunder. I thought to myself if you dare to fight with me with the Seven Injury Fist, I will fight hard and suppress others with my power. I don’t believe that your internal strength is not as good as mine. Can a mere seven Injury Fist be able to turn the world?

Thinking of this...

The palm is stronger and three points!

Dong Taichu's eyes flashed through her, but she didn't say anything, just watching Zhao He attack Su Jing with all his might!

Su Jing seemed to be stunned and watched Zhao He approaching.

In the blink of an eye...

The two of them were in the air and intertwined directly.

In an extremely bizarre scene, facing Zhao He's full attack, Su Jing was strangely safe and sound...

However, Zhao He suddenly screamed, suddenly lost his figure, and fell down in a mess, and was about to hit the ground. Fortunately, he flew very high just now, so he had enough time to react.

A miserable kite finally escaped the brain burst. However, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground heavily, but even though he was very skilled, he still could not stand up. He took dozens of steps back, but still couldn't control his balance and sat on the ground.

And at this time...

On his chest, his clothes were all broken, revealing a large piece of bronze chest and the charred palm print among them!

"Ah?! This is Elder Zhao's Flying God Evil Palm?! This...what is going on?"

The church members below who were eager to see a battle of dragons and tigers all showed shock on their faces! I don’t know what happened just now!!

but……

Elder Zhao was defeated in one move?
Chapter completed!
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