I have to say that the word "one-on-one" has made many people excited. Whether they want to deal with Zhao Yun or protect Zhao Yun, they actually want to see how capable this son of Zhao Wuji is. Although the scenes in front of him can prove to a certain extent, the pride of the genius makes them unwilling to believe that a person in a mountainous land can compare with them.

The man in the python robe who spoke before was wearing a python robe, was so pale that he seemed to be sick, but he still exuded a good royal aura.

This person is His Highness Heng, who enjoys the same treatment as the Canghai Empire and the Crown Prince.

Next to King Heng, another man wearing a python robe, who was as angry as a general and looked down on his eyes, said calmly: "Zhao Wuji's son was born in my sea, and he was the people of the sea and could not tolerate others' arrangements."

King Heng's eyes moved with slight slightest movement, and then closed his eyes to rest. The person who sang against him was not someone else, but his brothers and sisters, the prince of Canghai Empire, known as Prince Ang!

"Brother Ang." Xiaoyaojin Lu Ziming, who had fought with Zhao Yun, held the sword and said, "I think as long as it is fair and just, it is not impossible to fight alone."

Prince Ang frowned. He was the crown prince of Canghai Empire, and Lu Ziming was the number one genius in Xiaoyaojin. He was at the same level as him. He didn't think Lu Ziming was rude, but he didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Lu Ziming explained: "There are too many people who want to deal with Brother Zhao, so we can't stop it. Since we can't stop it, why not give them a chance."

"But if..."

"If there is no such thing, we can protect him for a while, and we can't protect him for a lifetime. As King Heng said, if Zhao Wuji's son cannot win one-on-one, then his future journey will be almost over."

"It's right. I don't know how long it will be opened in Qixing Mountain. Whether we or them, we are all rushing to find opportunities and solve this problem as soon as possible."

The person who talked about it was the tall boy brought by the Shu Kuangzhe. His name was E Huan and he was considered a genius junior trained by the Shu Kuangzhe himself.

Everyone was thinking about Lu Ziming's words, but Prince Ang felt something from his eyes. The man from Xiaoyaojin used a sword without breaking, with a proud and unscrupulous character, and would not be aimless. He said this, because he should have confidence in Zhao Wuji's son.

On the other side, there was a man staring at Zhao Yun, with deep hostility and murderous intent in his eyes. Because after entering Qixing Mountain, someone told him that his good brother Wang Shuang was fucked by Zhao Wuji's son!

The true genius of Xuanmen, Sima Yichang, the Xiaowu King of Langya!

"Brother Ziming, Brother Ang, Miss Guan Er, dear geniuses." Sima Yichang turned around and said, "I think everyone is willing to waste time here, right?"

"To be honest."

"You are here to find opportunities, but because of their respective families' trust, they have to deal with or protect Zao Woo-ki's son. I think it's impossible to reach a talk. If you really want to fight hard, it is not necessary to be an outsider. So I suggest that as I said just now, I will come out to fight Zao Woo-ki's son alone. If you win, you will take his life. If you lose, you will not be embarrassed in the Seven Star Mountain, and you can do your own things with peace of mind!"

"It's not that you, Xiao Wu, are going to play in person, right?"

"Since it's a one-on-one fight, no one can do it, right?"

The prince of Canghai Empire looked at Miss Guan Er and said, "What do you think?"

"That's it, don't waste time any more."

Lu Ziming added: "It is OK to fight one-on-one, but you can't fight in a round-rotary manner!"

"nature!"

At this time, Dong Xing'er, Wen Chang, Diao Chan and others had not found this place yet. Even if they found it, they would probably not be able to stop such a decision. Everything could only depend on Zhao Yun himself.

"Puchi!" On the other side, after Zhao Yun killed the last person, he actually shouted: "I'll pick it up, who will die!"

Sima Yichang and others really didn't expect that you kid would be distracted from eavesdropping. What does this mean? It means that there is still energy left!

It's a hell. Even if they are not sure how easy it is to deal with so many second-rate players, it has made many eager players retreat.

Sima Yichang turned around and said, "Who wants to try it?"

Next to Shamoke, the big guy from the Fire Barbarians Ye Lishan is anxious.

Ke Nai said: "I'll go!"

Sima Yi nodded. The barbarian is just good, he is so stupid and cute, and he doesn't have to worry about it.

Having said that, although Ye Lishan is not very smart, his strength cannot be underestimated!

Yelishan walked to Zhao Yun not far away and said, "Boy, do you want to know what it feels like to be hammered into meat paste?"

Seeing this, Guan Suo whispered: "My brother-in-law just had a battle and had not recovered yet. You are taking advantage of others' danger!"

This is true. Ye Lishan also has his own pride and does not want to be criticized. He asked Zhao Yun if he needed a rest. Zhao Yun shook his head and looked at Shamoko and said, "Can you kill?"

Shamoko was stunned and replied, "It's good to be useless."

Hearing this question and answer, Ye Lishan could see the fire in his eyes and turned around and said, "But he is really the good young master of the Fire Barbarians. He eats things from inside and outside, and see how I pinch him to death!"

Shamoke was speechless. Although I, the Huo Barbarians, have a barbarian, but their IQ is actually not low, there are always some products that like to show the lower limit, which lowers the average value of the entire clan.

"Bang!" Ye Lishan stepped out of a deep pit and his body rose into the air. A pair of iron fists fell from the sky like a meteorite, pressing out a hurricane. Before the fist arrived, the skin on Zhao Yun's face had been blown out of wrinkles!

"More than the power of a thousand cows!"

"I am worthy of being the genius of the Fire Barbarians. How strong is my body to bear such strength in the mortal realm!"

"I heard they can do it for a day and a night!"

"Brother, have you gone off the wrong way... It's so long?"

"No, so their tribe likes big-sleeved and round waists, and those thin ones can't stand the tossing."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that endurance is wasted!"

...

Tianjiao is Tianjiao, and his knowledge is so rich. He can actually talk about such a topic on this occasion. It is indeed a unique and unique person!

"Palm power!" Zhao Yun had no time to think about gossip news. His most intuitive feeling was that Ye Lishan had realized the level of palm power of the boxing, which was comparable to his. In addition, his original natural divine power and strong physique of the barbarians, his power could break through the limit.

"A decent person finally came!" Although he killed many people and was the one who killed the most in his life, Zhao Yun still felt that it was not good enough. What's the point of killing some second-rate characters? Only by truly killing a few geniuses will those top forces feel painful.

"Fujian Gong!" Zhao Yun directly activated the Fujian Gong, and his power reached its peak. Although he was still a little different from Yelishan, at this level, power is not the only judgment.

"Boom!" A fire light collided with the spear and the fist. Zhao Yun's feet brushed the ground and retreated dozens of meters. This was the first time he was repelled today. What's even more terrible is that Yelishan is a fire barbarian and has natural restraint on the flames. The flames in Zhao Yun's spear will not play any role in him.

"It's still incomparable to the real genius."

"No need for three people, Ye Lishan alone is enough to beat him into mud!"

After one move, some troublemakers were ready to watch Zhao Yun's jokes, and Ye Lishan did not disappoint them. His fists kept attacking like raindrops. The speed was as fast as a pile driver. It reminded Zhao Yun of the demon monk he met by the cold pond that day. He should have opened the Martial Gate directly from the realm of shock change, otherwise the result would not be certain that day.

Although Yelishan is much better than the demon monks of the third level of the Wumen, his fist routines are similar. Typically, they are fast and ruthless, not airtight, and do not give you any breath. If it weren't for the experience of the last battle, Zhao Yun would have really said he wouldn't be a little panicked.

The spear danced, and the gun shadow was like a fantasy. Zhao Yun fought and retreated, always keeping a distance from Yelishan. Although his fists were fast, the gun was not slow, and he often suddenly inserted into the neutral gate to get close. If Yelishan had not been rough and thick skin, he would probably have had several colors.

"Volcano Fist!" Just when Zhao Yun felt that the flame had no effect on Ye Lishan and took it back, the other party played with the flames. The fire steeped in his fists, and a stream of burning waves burst out as he waved. Zhao Yun had no talent to fight against the flames, and his upper body was burned out instantly.

"Zhao Wuji's son, die!" Ye Lishan's momentum was rising, and he actually grabbed it with his left hand.

He took the gun body and was about to pull Zhao Yun over and kill him with one move. In such a similar scene, there was once a demon monk who did the same.

The moment Ye Lishan grabbed the gun, all the flame power in the gun concentrated on a point of explosion, wrapping his fist instantly. The dark red flame extinguished the fist fire of the flame fist, like small poisonous snakes drilling into the skin. Ye Lishan instantly let go of his hand, but the flames continued to burn, and his skin began to fester.

"What kind of fire is this!" Ye Rishan was shocked, but he replied with a sweep. Unpredictable, Ye Rishan's chest was scratched with a deep bone-visible scar!

"Ah!" Ye Lishan roared angrily, no longer thinking about the flames, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes. After all, there were not many flames that could hurt him in this world.

Ye Lishan clenched his left fist horizontally, and the Fire Cloud Heavenly Technique, which was like Shamoko in his body, finally stabilized his injury.

"Go to die!" Although it was a minor injury, Ye Lishan still felt the insult, so he rushed over regardless of the pain. Zhao Yun gradually lost interest at this point. He wanted to practice with him, but he didn't expect that this guy seemed to be nothing better than brute force.

"Volcano keeps the sea!" There was a fire in Yelishan's eyes, and the sound of flames bursting out in his body. The spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, concentrating all the momentum and force on a pair of fists. The mountain-like oppression forced the big trees dozens of meters away to sway and the wild grass danced. Even if it was far apart, you could feel the strength of this punch!

"Second sister, you said your brother-in-law wouldn't be beaten to death, then who are you going to marry?"

Miss Guan Er glared at Guan Suo, wishing to kick him away. If it weren't for his brother, he would have beaten him hundreds of times.

"Zhao Wuji's son, it's time to end!"
Chapter completed!