Chapter 202

"You, what are your accomplishments?"

Zhao Guangming is worthy of being the head of a family. Although he was shocked, he soon recovered and asked calmly.

He knows.

If you can grip him with your fingers, you will not be weaker than him.

"Better than you!"

Zhao Fang's words made Zhao Guangming's face livid. He said in a cold voice, "get out of the way!"

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

Zhao Fang looked at Zhao Guangming with a smile.

Zhao Guangming was even more annoyed. The younger generation of a branch dared to speak to his patriarch like this, which made him feel that his patriarch's dignity was seriously provoked.

His eyes were cold and he said in a cold voice, "now, as the head of the clan, I order you to go away!"

"Clan leader?" Zhao Fang was still smiling, his fingers pressed close to the blade and bent slightly: "count a bird! Did you ever say that you are a member of the Zhao clan?"

"You are such a wicked person who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors. I......"

Before Zhao Guangming finished his words, he heard a "click". The Jiaolong sword he was proud of burst into pieces and scattered before his eyes.

Not only that.

At the moment when the Dragon Sabre collapsed, a huge force poured out of the blade, directly shaking Zhao Guangming back more than 20 steps.

When he stumbled to stabilize his body, he felt his Qi and blood churning. His body seemed to be on fire. His meridians reversed. His throat was 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 color.

This Dragon Sabre is not ordinary.

It belongs to the Xuan level weapon, which is also very rare among the Zhao family.

It is also with this knife that Zhao Guangming, although a four-star wuzun, has the strength to fight against the five-star wuzun.

However, it is this sharp weapon.

But it was broken by Zhao Fang's double fingers!

"With only two fingers, he broke the short xuanbing Jiaolong sabre. What is his cultivation level? The peak of the five-star wuzun? Or..."

I don't know what to think. Zhao Guangming's eyes showed a sense of horror and looked at Zhao Fang inconceivably.

"You have nothing in common with me. Even if you are a clan, you have no kindness to my Zhao family. What qualifications do you have to say that labor and capital deceive teachers and destroy ancestors?"

"I don't carry this pot. If you don't tell me today, I don't mind. I'll kill you, which is worthy of your treachery!"

Zhao Fang stepped forward and looked at Zhao Guangming with a light smile.

However, the smile in Zhao Guangming's eyes was like a devil's smile, which scared him back again and again.

"You, you..."

Zhao Guangming pointed to Zhao Fang and kept retreating.

In the short confrontation with Zhao Fang, he already understood the terrible part of this separated boy, and he had no intention of fighting against him in his heart.

Looking at Zhao Fang, who is pressing step by step and showing his intention to kill, Zhao Guangming knows that this son is cruel, can say and do, and is bold.

This.

Without scruples, he killed Zhao Yuanhao, the five-star Wu Zun, and you can see one or two.

"This boy really wants to kill me!"

After feeling Zhao Fang's killing intention, Zhao Guangming's scalp became numb. He looked around in panic.

Finally, he turned his eyes to one side and quietly looked at the black ink of this scene.

"Elder Heimo, help me! This son is so young and has such amazing accomplishments. He is bound to get a great opportunity. The elder doesn't do it at the moment, but when! Zhao can guarantee that he is only a junior of the Zhao family and has no background in heaven!"

Black ink smelled the words, and snow eyebrows picked slightly.

The reason why he was not in a hurry was that he was really worried about Zhao Fang's identity.

Although Zhao Fang is obviously a member of the Zhao family, is he an ordinary person with a six-star Wu Zun escort?

That's right.

After the conflict between Zhao Fang and Zhao Guangming, he did not take action, but looked at the development of the situation and wanted to pry more information about Zhao Fang.

After watching for a long time, he didn't get any useful information.

The only one is Zhao Fang's accomplishments.

Five star wuzun peak!

He didn't pay attention to this accomplishment.

But if only a 17-year-old boy has this kind of cultivation, it will be shocking!

"No matter what Zhao Guangming said is true or false, since he has formed an enemy with this person, there will be cause and effect in the future. Instead of waiting for him to grow up and seek revenge, it's better to strangle him in the cradle before he grows up!"

When the mind turned, black ink made a decision.

"Stop!"

He spoke blandly, but his voice contained a trace of dignity.

It seems that he is more and more like a compassionate expert who is scolding the younger generation who don't know the superiority of heaven and earth.

Zhao Fang ignored him.

Still forward.

Black ink saw it, his expression was a little embarrassed, and his face was gloomy for a moment.

"Elder Ben is talking to you. Do you hear me?"

Black ink looked cold and stared at Zhao Fang badly.

Zhao Fang still turned a deaf ear.

Continue to move towards Zhao Guangming.

Zhao Guangming was surprised at Zhao Fang's boldness, but at the same time, he was glad for his arrogance.

"Yes, that's it. Continue to annoy black ink. As long as he makes a move, you will die!"

He believed that as long as black ink shot, Zhao Fang would die.

Although Zhao Fang also killed seven star wuzun.

But he doesn't think that the Seven Star Warrior can compare with black ink.

After all.

Black ink was born in the Tianhe sword sect of the eighth class sect, and is one of the "Seven Swords" of this sect.

Although black ink ranks last among the seven swords.

But it's certainly not a big deal to clean up this arrogant young generation with his strength.

"Don't look at it. Even the elders of Tianhe sword sect can't save you today! If you want to blame, blame you for having no eyes and tying people who shouldn't be tied!"

Zhao Fang sneered, and a startling sword shot out of his fingertips and chopped at Zhao Guangming who looked frightened.

"I want to die!"

Black ink was furious when he saw that Zhao Fang ignored himself and even shot Zhao Guangming in front of his own face.

At the moment Zhao Fang released his hand, black ink also shot.

It also refers to the sword, but it is not to save Zhao Guangming, but to fight Zhao Guangming.

He wants to take advantage of this to kill Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang didn't look back.

Backhand is also a finger.

Hiss!

Sword light, one before and one after, killed Zhao Guangming and black ink respectively.

Pooh!

Zhao Guangming didn't expect that Zhao Fang would dare to kill himself after black ink shot.

so that.

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

As for the sword behind him.

After smashing the finger awn made by black ink, the remaining potential does not decrease and rushes to black ink.

Black ink was shocked and quickly pulled out the long sword on his back and crossed in front of him.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the sword was bombarded in the long sword.

During the huge force shock, black ink only felt that the long sword poured out a strong force and shook himself out of twenty or thirty feet, which was barely stable.