Asura Martial System

slap in the face!

The invisible and visible all hit the sword face.

"What did he do just now? I hit brother Jian in the face. Am I not blind? "

"You're right. I've also seen that this boy really doesn't know that heaven is high and earth is thick. It's not my boast. It's not just that he's going to die. The whole Huashan has to be implicated in his behavior."

"There are not many good days in Huashan, ha ha..."

Surprised, shocked, shocked, Zhao Xin actually hit Zhen Haojian in the face.

Joking and satirizing Zhao Xin's idiotic behavior is not only that he is going to die, but also that Huashan has to pay a heavy price, which is one step ahead of the end of the clan.

"You... Bastard..."

Pop——

Zhen Haojian is extremely angry and turns his head to scold him. However, before he finishes his words, a clear and loud slap sounds again.

This will fight the two front teeth of Zhen Haojian directly, and there are two more red five fingerprints on the left and right sides.

"Ah - son of a bitch, I want you to die!"

Zhen Haojian's mentality directly collapsed and pulled out his double swords to Zhao Xin.

"It's the first-class spirit weapon at the prefecture level, you long double swords!"

"Ha ha, this boy is dead."

Xu Qichen just wanted to stop, but was stopped by Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin's body sank and his steps swayed, avoiding the two long swords.

Pop——

His body is like a fish swimming in the water. He dexterously appears beside Zhen Haojian and slaps him hard.

Zhen Hao's sword was forced and the sword came out of his hand. The whole person was fanned out.

"Asshole, what are you doing? Give it to me and kill him."

"That's enough - now it's a contest. Zhen Haojian should pay attention to propriety."

Earlier, the old man took a look at Zhao Xin, turned his head and yelled at Zhen Haojian.

Hearing the old man's rebuke, Zhen Haojian nodded weakly and was helped back by his own dogs.

In the dumbfounded look of the audience, Zhao Xin bowed his head to say hello to the old man, turned and walked to Xu Qichen.

"Long Xiaoyou, what do you want to do?" Xu Qichen asked anxiously.

He can still bear to offend Beiting Xianzong, but he has offended heilian chamber of commerce one after another. Huashan is almost dead. He is a little suspicious of his decision.

"This is purely my personal behavior. Elder Xu didn't do it. Heilian chamber of commerce can't blame Huashan Xianzong. Once they are really bad for Huashan, just hand me over."

"How can it be? No matter what, now we have to take a step by step. Huashan Xianzong really needs a big purge. "

The voice did not fall, Xu Qichen said, full of disappointment to Huashan, but did not want to give up the chance to save Huashan, and long Yunxin is an opportunity.

And Zhen Haojian side, a dogleg asked in a low voice: "brother Jian, we can't do this."

"Wait for me. I'll make him live as if he were dead. When the contest is over, I'll make Huashan immortal sect fragmented!" Zhen Haojian looks at Zhao Xin's back and hums fiercely. His eyes are bursting with fire.

Both sides of the cheek hot pain, can't touch, Zhao Xin hidden in the palm of the spirit, spirit hoarding in his face will always be swollen.

However, the sun moon star Pavilion can't let Zhen Haojian ignore it. An elder helped him to dissolve the spiritual power.

The evaluation is still going on as usual, but more and more people pay attention to Zhao Xin.

"577, Dong Shigang, a disciple of Nanquan sect, has 370 points for lingcao and 530 points for Yaohe, a total of 900 points."

On the stage, a burly man walked out of the stage with a simple and honest smile, and his performance was better than that of some Xianzong disciples.

"Next, 578, long Yunxin."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Xin pushed away the crowd and stepped onto the stage.

"Is he long Yunxin?"

"I don't know who gave him the courage to offend the two super powers. I don't think he will die soon."

"Look at his thin and weak appearance. If the score exceeds 500, I'll show you in public."

"It's a long surname. It's insulting."

Zhen Haojian looks at Zhao Xin on the stage, his face is gloomy and his eyes are burning.

"I'd like to see what you can compare with me. Ouyang Tianjian is the only one who deserves to be my enemy."

The referee reached for Zhao Xin to start taking the spirit grass demon core he got in the trial.

"Can the referee let me say a word?" Zhao Xin respectfully asked the referee, with a mild tone, without a trace of arrogance.

The referee's face changed slightly. It was the first time he had to speak when he met the competition. He subconsciously looked at the old man and found that he nodded. He also nodded to Zhao Xin and said, "yes, but please hurry up. There are still many people behind."

"Thank you, referee."

"Today, I want to tell you one thing. Do you know the dragon family? " Zhao Xin turned and asked.

"This boy is stupid. He thinks that his surname is dragon, which is the clansman of dragon chopping saint?"

"It's been more than 20 years since the Dragon cut the dragon, and the dragon family has been exterminated by the Ao family. What does he want to say?"

"Brother dragon, I know the dragon family. The Dragon saint is my goal." Dong Shigang, who just stepped down, yelled wildly.

Ouyang Yi, Zhen Haojian, and the old man were all stunned.

The old man looked at Zhao Xin on the stage, his face slightly changed, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and he was lost in thought.

"And I am the son of dragon beheading sage, long Yunxin, the young master of the dragon family!"

On the stage, Zhao Xin is neither humble nor overbearing. He drinks hard. After that, he lifts one hand and reveals half of the jade pendant on his waist.

The audience was stunned, first for a moment, then for bursts of laughter.

"Ha ha... What did I think he was going to say, son of the Dragon beheader? Just him? Then am I not the Holy One? "

"Roll down. Don't be shameful. Just give it back to the young master of the dragon family. Eat the shit."

"Ha ha ha, what does this son of a bitch say? The little master of the dragon family, the son of the Dragon beheader? Ha ha ha... I'm so happy. " Zhen Haojian burst out a burst of crazy laughter.

But the old man's eyes were wide open. Previously, he thought Zhao Xin was familiar, and he couldn't remember who he was like. As soon as Zhao Xin said it, he immediately thought of dragon chop, and the biggest mastermind behind his dragon family was his imperial sword city.

You can't keep this! The dragon family can't stay!

For a moment, the whole uproar of the venue fell into a roar of laughter. However, a few people in the crowd were shocked to look at the people on the stage, with only respect on their faces, and soon quietly left the assembly site.

For those curses, laughter, sarcasm and provocation, I don't hear them. On the contrary, the corners of my mouth are slightly raised with a strange smile.

What he wants is this kind of effect. Since he came out of Aocheng, he has been guessing that the murderer behind the mielong family is not the Aojia family. The shadow of Huangjian city is always shining in his mind.

The old man's astonished expression did not fall into his eyes, more convinced of his guess.

But this is not the main purpose, but to convey the message that there are still people living in the dragon family, or the son of the Dragon chop saint, the young master of the dragon family is still alive.

It doesn't matter whether these people recognize him or not. It's useless to recognize him. He just wants to call up the long family army, a secret army of less than 100 people, which used to make people scared and babies stop crying.

Only 20 years later, Zhao Xin absolutely didn't believe that they would die, and there was no one left. As long as the news was sent out, what was this abusive voice.