Chapter 136: What is fair

In the practice of Master Er, Zhao is really not so evil.
Although he is a martial artist, his talent for practice is really not as good as the other two of his family.
That is to say, Zhao Jiabao has a deep background, much more than other villages, and he is a little genius, so he can be promoted to martial arts.
As a result, at this age, he is still a junior warrior, and there is no expectation of further development.
It is for this reason that he will stay at home honestly and help guard the family's foundation.
Lang Zhen was seven or eight years younger than him. The advanced martial arts division was earlier than him, and the combat power was not comparable to him.
You're kind to say that if the lone wolf has his resources, he is now at least a middle-level martial artist, and a high-level martial artist is not unthinkable.
Once Lang Zhen was promoted to the mid-level martial artist, he would definitely dare to challenge the high-level martial artist. Unlike the second grandfather Zhao, he didn't have the courage to challenge the lone wolf with no skill.
Those who can advance to the rank of martial arts are quite remarkable, but the same division-level cadres, who are mixed up by the ancestor Shang Yuyin and those who fight by their own ability, can it be the same?
Zhao Erye's combat strength is really average, but he also has his own strengths and vision!
After so many years of martial arts, his vision is not comparable to that of ordinary people. It should be noted that the martial arts master of Cai is also a martial arts master.
If not, he would not be able to see at a glance that Lone Wolf's cultivation practice was not fully recovered, but was just swaying on the threshold of the warrior.
Hearing the whistle of the wind, his complexion changed, and he whispered "bitter!"
But by this time, he wanted to do anything too late, just like he shot Deng's second child, Deng's second child's moves are old, he can only watch.
This kind of repression in the realm, resulting in a rolling effect, is really easy to produce a feeling of weakness.
Master Er did not think of it anyway. The businessman who collected jade turned out to be the highest among the four. He could not help but exclaim, "Middle-level martial artist?"
He only had time to shout out these four words. The other party's gust of wind just hit the cloth tape in the air.
As mentioned earlier, in general, the junior and intermediate martial arts masters can't exert much power on the inside and outside, and most martial arts masters can't even use such means.
Only high-ranking high-ranking martial artists, even innate masters, would be interested in working on this method.
Feng Jun ’s direction is not very powerful, but it can penetrate four or five thick glasses in the sky, but in this plane, it can be regarded as a first-class tough in the middle-level martial arts.
If he directly hits the opponent, he thinks that he may not be able to break through the opponent's defense, and he can't effectively rescue Deng's second child, so when he shoots, he is the opponent's whip.
The whip is always soft. The whip made of cloth is even softer, even if the cloth is tough and abnormal.
The second master Zhao is a master of the whip, 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, he just tied the people and dragged him.
The only thing he didn't expect was that the opponent had a mid-level martial artist and was also good at using finger style.
You know, Zhao Erye urged the whip, it is also necessary to infuse the internal air into it, in order to do what he wants.
The opponent's inner air was released, and the wind hit the whip severely. At this moment, the internal air he injected was interrupted, and the whip swayed back a little bit faster, with a thunderous momentum. Slammed into his chest.
No way, the whip is so hard to play. Although it is a powerful weapon, it is too difficult to control.
How many years did Zhao Erye play with the whip, the last time he encountered such awkwardness, it was still more than twenty years ago when he had not yet advanced to the rank of warrior.
To make matters worse, his whip was originally a belt, with a slap-shaped oblate black iron plate at the top of the whip.
This iron card is usually tied around his waist, a bit similar to the belt buckle of the earth, it seems to be decorated, but in fact, his belt is waving, the lethality of the iron card is not small, most people accidentally wipe it, just It is very likely that the bones are broken.
In particular, he still uses the iron plate made of black iron, which is extremely hard and heavy.
Seeing the iron card swing back, Zhao Er unconsciously flashed his body. If he encountered this situation more than 20 years ago, he would choose to give up the whip directly and retreat in his own body.
But now, the situation is not allowed. He can't throw away his weapons at will.
Moreover, beside him, all are Zhao's children. He also has to consider that he cannot be injured by mistake.
Therefore, he tried to regain control of the whip as he dodged while desperately outputting his internal energy.
As it turned out, he thought too much, and the iron card came back very quickly, hitting his right chest heavily.
It was such a blow that he slammed into Mr. Zhao's eyes, and his chest was stuffy, so he could not hang his breath.
Immediately afterwards, Deng's second sword slashed at the young man who bullied the little girl.
The young man was a middle-level martial artist, but he was a little bit courageous, and he did not hide. He pulled out the machete in the waist and greeted the long sword.
However, at the next moment, his body was shocked, and the machete in his hand was cut into two sections.
The weapons of the two sons of the Deng family were all obtained by Deng Deng. He cannot be said to be a peerless treasure, but they are always much stronger than most weapons.
The Zhao family's weapons are not bad, and they are not so bad that they can't stop the opponent's sword.
The crux of the problem is that Deng's second son, under anger, exerted all his strength and made such a sword.
This kind of fancy hard work, cut off a good fine iron short knife stiffly.
Fortunately, this person took advantage of the opponent's strength to quickly take two steps back, avoiding the long sword he had beheaded.
Deng Eryi succeeded in one move, not to mention much. His body jumped forward, his wrists turned over his waist, and his long sword slanted from the bottom to the other side. He chased and killed him.
"Slow!" Someone shouted, and the two young men came over from both sides, trying to save their clan.
"Asshole!" Someone sneered, and two white lights struck the two, but Lang Zhen finally shot, and he owed his body, shaking his hands and hitting two sleeve arrows.
The two of them saw and hurriedly avoided, but where is the lone wolf's quiver, so easy to escape?
In a blink of an eye, one man hit an arrow in his arm and one man hit an arrow in his shoulder.
The two high-ranking warriors in front of Lang Zhen saw them, pulled out their short sticks and long swords, and attacked Lang Zhen together.
"Death!" After a cold snorting, two more fingers rushed over.
These two men were much more alert than Lord Zhao's. Hearing this cold hum, they thought of it and dragged their weapons back.
It was really different from being prepared and not preparing. The two miraculously avoided these two fingers.
At the same time, a man walked out of the cabin, who was lightly dressed in grotesque age and had very short hair. It looked awkward. He also carried a weird-looking iron rod with a wooden support at one end.
Feng Jun walked out of the house and ignored the people present, but walked to the little girl and asked Shen Sheng, "Does Feifei hurt your chest?"
He is not the kind of person who particularly likes children, but Feifei's strong and independent, he appreciates it.
Feifei shook his head, coughed again, coughed up two groups of blood, and tried to answer with a smile, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, I'm used to it."
It wasn't until then that Mr. Zhao's vision returned to normal. He glanced left and right, and shouted immediately, "Stop it! Give it to me!"
Others heard that they all stopped. Deng Boss and Lang Zhen only pressed for Deng's second child and would not take the initiative.
But how could Deng Deng listen to him? He waved his long sword and chased the middle-ranking martial artist.
However, although the opponent's strength is poor, but if you concentrate on escaping, there is really no good way to chase the person.
But when Grandpa Zhao saw it, he really didn't get angry. He glanced at the young man with short hair and said angrily, "If you don't restrain your people, you should blame me for being rude."
Feng Jun glanced at him sideways and hummed disdainfully, "What are you thinking of? Tell me ... Do you deserve it?"
He is a thorn, but he has not been so surly, but he has always believed in "eyes for eyes and teeth for teeth". Since the other party said strange things to Lang Zhen, don't blame him for hitting the face you didn't give me. Why give you face?
Grandpa Zhao was so angry that he was about to split his eyes and shouted, "Children of Zhao's family, stop this guy for me!"
"I think who dares!" Lang Zhen spoke spookyly. "Dare to do it ... die!"
Grandpa Zhao shuddered with rage, "Lone wolf, don't you bully too much!"
No matter which plane there is, there is such a person who can only see the maliciousness of others towards himself, but never wants to do something.
Lang Zhen didn't feel very angry when he saw that there were too many of them, but he said lazily, "The two are heading for fairness, who dares to shoot, who will die!"
"Fair heads-up?" Zhao Er exploded in anger, "High-level warriors chase down mid-level warriors, do you tell me fair?"
Lang Zhen spoke slowly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ When your middle-level warrior singled out a seven-year-old girl, didn't you feel unfair? "
What did he say in this choke? "Middle-level warrior singles out seven-year-old girl"?
But Mr. Zhao didn't even take it seriously, he shouted angrily, "Is this little girl yours? That's the person from Zhige County in our country. The internal affairs of our Gege people are not your trouble!"
This kind of logic is too bastard, but there is still a market. People in many places have similar logic to stop Ge, and it is the stop of Ge Ge! Outsiders die!
Lang Zhen was not interested in fighting with him, so he said very simply, "Fifi is hired by us and is now from our owner's family."
The second grandpa Zhao froze, he was stunned. In this plane, no child labor was employed. The little girl of seven or eight years old can already do a lot of things, such as collecting firewood, grazing cattle, cutting hog grass ...
But he still couldn't bear things so uncontrollable, "stop first and speak slowly."
At this moment, a voice sounded, "If you say one more word, I will kill you!"