Chapter 675: Is there any strength?

"Don't be afraid, there is an old man, no one can take you away today." Dean Lei Hong turned to look at Jiang Zhou and comforted.
"What I want to say is, I still want to solve it myself." Jiang Zhou added.
"You? You can't, this old ghost is arrogant, and your little martial artist is not his opponent." Dean Lei Hong shook his head and said aloud.
"Isn't he just a martial artist?" Jiang Zhou scratched his head and asked with a puzzled face.
"Can it be the same?" Dean Leihong said with a serious face, "He has been promoted to the 9th dan of martial arts for many years. Isn't it you a little brat, uh..."
Speaking of this, Dean Lei Hong thought about Jiang Zhou's destruction of the Flame Sect.
"It's okay, come if you want." Dean Lei Hong patted Jiang Zhou on the shoulder and said aloud, "Take it lightly, don't kill him."
"Good!" Jiang Zhou nodded and agreed with a smile.
"You ask for more blessings." Dean Leihong looked at Patriarch Sun with a smirk and said.
Patriarch Sun was full of doubts and looked at Dean Leihong with a cold voice: "Let your disciple ask for more blessings. Since you dare to let him take action, then I will take him in front of you!"
Dean Lei Hong sneered, took two steps back, and said: "You are free... kid, go!"
"Okay!" Jiang Zhou held the candle dragon gun, twisted his neck, and said, "Old dog... the two of us, we two will solve it by ourselves."
"Did you think about it? Don't blame me if you accidentally kill you!" Patriarch Sun stared at Jiang Zhou and said coldly.
"Don't blame you, just come on." Jiang Zhou smiled slightly, pointed at Patriarch Sun with the candle dragon gun in his hand, and said aloud: "Everyone speaks by ability!"
"Good boy, still have some backbone!" Patriarch Sun yelled, raised his hand, and a scarlet knife appeared in his hand.
"Oh roar, good stuff." Jiang Zhou narrowed his eyes and muttered.
"Look at the knife!" Patriarch Sun screamed fiercely, waving the knife straight towards Jiang Zhou.
"When I'm afraid of you?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows, and the candle dragon spear pierced out and greeted him.
Ding…
Patriarch Sun's blade was just pierced by Jiang Zhou's spear, and there was a clear sound.
"Huh?" Patriarch Sun was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect Jiang Zhou to be able to stab so accurately at such a fast speed.
"Hehehe, why are you stunned?" Jiang Zhou grinned, and then the candle dragon spear violently retracted, stabbing it towards Patriarch Sun.
Dangdangdang...
Patriarch Sun hurriedly swung his knife to resist Jiang Zhou's attack, and a clear sound continued to be heard.
"Ho! With thunder spear technique!" Jiang Zhou shouted fiercely, his spiritual energy clinging to the candle dragon spear, and a fierce electric light burst out instantly.
"Boy, dare you!" Patriarch Sun yelled, and quickly released aura to stop the damage.
"Why don't I dare?" Jiang Zhou grinned, and then said aloud: "I've smoked, and I can't even dare to use a single exercise? You look down on me too much."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhou's attacks continued, stabbing at Patriarch Sun again and again.
"Ah! Give me... Get out!" Patriarch Sun was upset by being attacked, screamed fiercely, waved the knife in his hand and lifted the candle dragon gun aside, and then the tip of the knife pierced Jiang Zhou's heart.
"Dragon armor!"
Jiang Zhou sneered indifferently and released aura, forming a majestic aura armor.
Puff... With a soft sound, Patriarch Sun smiled and thought he stabbed in.
"Boy, it seems that you won't survive today." Patriarch Sun said aloud with a cruel smile.
"Tsk tsk, do you have hypothesis?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows, held the knife inserted in the aura armor with his backhand, and pulled out bit by bit.
"What? You are not dead yet?" Patriarch Sun asked aloud in shock.
"If I die so easily, how could your brother be beaten like that." Jiang Zhou raised his mouth and looked at Patriarch Sun and said aloud.
"Ah! Dare to mention this!" Patriarch Sun glared, screamed angrily, while holding the handle of the knife with both hands, he stabbed Jiang Zhou fiercely.
"It's useless, you can't pierce my spiritual armor." Jiang Zhou was talking while pushing Patriarch Sun's knife outward.
Although Patriarch Sun couldn't hurt him with a knife, he was chopped, and he needed spiritual energy to repair it.
"what!"
The two roared at the same time, using the knife to start wrestling.
"Second Uncle, do you think my father can win?" Sun Qinglong looked at Erye Sun and asked aloud.
"Don't worry, your father has made a move, and he must be sure." Sun Erye said with confidence.
"Then why does he still have the strength to resist?" Sun Qinglong pointed to Jiang Zhou and asked again.
Second Master Sun sighed, and shook his head slightly and said, "It's just a struggle before death. No matter how hard he struggles, it is useless. Damn it."
"Hmph, I hope my father doesn't kill him first." Sun Qinglong snorted coldly, then gritted his teeth and said, "I want to tie him up, slowly release my hatred, and torture him every day. he…"
"This idea of ​​you is not very desirable." Sun Erye shook his head, and then said: "Be careful to cut the mess with a sharp knife. Otherwise, it will be easy to have many dreams at night. Just kill him for a hundred, so as not to make any mistakes when you get it."
"I don't mean to say that." Sun Qinglong was taken aback for a while, and then said: "After all, I still have to listen to my dad. My dad can solve it whatever he wants. I can't speak well."
"Yeah..." Erye Sun nodded and did not continue to speak.
"Boy... I advise you not to continue struggling anymore." Patriarch Sun gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Zhou and said in a deep voice, "You are just rebelling senselessly... If you continue to resist, I don't mind killing you directly!"
"You are so majestic. If you don't want me to resist, I won't resist?" Jiang Zhou sneered, and then said: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you directly? Leave you here?"
"You don't have this strength." Patriarch Sun sneered, his arm even harder, and he stabbed Jiang Zhou fiercely, "Die me!"
"You...get it on!"
Jiang Zhou shouted angrily, his palm was slightly loose, Patriarch Sun's knife once again stabbed into Jiang Zhou's aura armor, and Jiang Zhou took the opportunity to lift a kick and kicked it on Patriarch Sun's abdomen.
Bang!
Patriarch Sun snorted, staggered back two steps, and took the knife in his hand.
Jiang Zhou solved this embarrassing situation just by expending some aura.
"Old Ghost Sun, do you have any strength at all?" Jiang Zhou sneered, watching Patriarch Sun ridicule.