MTL - Bodyguard of the Goddess-Chapter 2255 Not awkward!

The second two hundred and fifty-five chapters are not awkward!

Xiao Zheng and Dong Zang handed over, and they had a long time with Chunsheng and Xia, and they had a fierce contest with the autumn harvest. In his view, the strength of these few descendants of Zhao is a strong one. Moreover, what they have learned is completely different.

Winter Tibet is obviously violent. Spring and summer are long-term cooperation, playing steady.

In contrast, the autumn harvest is a faint force that destroys the ravages. Every shot is full of aggressiveness.

And this group of Zhao's descendants are all taught by Zhao Yi, and Zhao Wei, who can build so many powerful people, how powerful is it to have?

In the face of the double dragons that the old monk suddenly showed up, Zhao Wei, who came from the rush, just picked up his eyebrows: "I knew you left behind!"

After all, his burly body swooped in, his right hand was like a shovel, and suddenly slammed into the old monk: "Try my punch?"

boom!

Zhao Yu’s punch is like a thunder, and the moment he attacked, it seems to be bursting. Strong hit the old monk's chest.

Snapped!

In the face of Zhao’s terrible offensive, the old monk’s arms were folded, and it was easy to remove Zhao’s offensive.

But when he launched the second round of offensive, Zhao Wei was like a ghost, and suddenly flashed to the left side of the old monk. The right leg was volleyed and hit the old monk's side brain.

Zhao Wei’s whip legs are fast and urgent, and they are attacked at high angles. Even if the old monk wants to block, the difficulty is relatively large.

After all, with the arms raised, the amount of strength that can be withstood will naturally decline. Even if the old guard is the defense, even his most powerful point of strength is his arms.

boom!

This whip leg is swiftly punched out, and the sense of oppression brought to the old monk is enormous. Moreover, the time for the old monk to bear this leg is more rushed.

Therefore, after taking the whip leg, the body is clearly uncontrollable and backwards two steps backward.

Yes.

This is the power of Zhao Wei. Not only the change of angle, but also the explosive impact. Once Zhao Yu seized the opportunity, he could make the master-level powerhouse like the old monk unable to stand up.

This is the horror of the god-level powerhouse.

Even if it is a master-level strongman, he can immediately see the results, and soon sees that he is stubborn and weak.

The old monk obviously did not reach the height of Zhao Wei. At least from a comprehensive level, he is inferior to Zhao Wei.

"Do you want to fight?"

Zhao Wei slightly picked up his throat and looked cold and indifferent.

He has 100% confidence to defeat the old monk. However, he did not have 100% confidence that after defeating the old monk, he could easily defeat Xiao Zheng.

The purpose of his coming today is not to win or lose, but to kill.

He has won too much in his life and does not care about the winnings and losses of the moment. His ultimate goal is revenge, the family mission that is on his body.

It was the father’s self-discipline in the past.

Instead of defeating Xiao Zheng, defeat the great honor of the old monk.

He and Lin Lao Yao are many different, but the only thing is that these two brothers are not concerned about the honor of the strong. And only care about the purpose.

If the environment permits, he can fight the old monk for three hundred rounds. But tonight, he just wants to kill Xiao Zheng!

"Are you afraid?" The old monk was so determined that he had not just eaten a small loss.

afraid?

Zhao Wei’s majestic face reveals a touch of play: “White innocent, I really doubt if you are the father of Xiao Zheng’s unspeakable light. Otherwise, why did you die for him?”

"Where are so many gossips, call it."

let's hit!

Although the old monk just ate a small loss, it does not mean that he has no power at all.

In fact, even Zhao Wei is the so-called god-level powerhouse. It does not mean that the old monk of the master class will be defeated.

A strong confrontation, in the end is just a psychological war. Whoever can win, who has the chance to win.

Of course, the main premise is that the strength of the two sides is not too great. Otherwise, the psychological quality is no better.

Is the gap between the old monk and Zhao Wei big?

At least so far, even Xiao Zheng can't understand. Even more so, Ye Yuhua of the layman.

She only heard the words that Zhao Wei said: What is the relationship between the old monk and Xiao Zheng, is he really willing to die for Xiao Zheng?

This means that no matter what the outcome of this hard battle, there may be someone who will end his life.

Zhao Yu’s eyes are as sharp as an eagle-eyed eye. He saw the innocent war. In an instant, he also set up a psychological presupposition for himself.

He can no longer look down on the old monk of the ancient Buddha of the blue light.

A master of the master class is highly motivated, and he must not be taken lightly. Otherwise, he is really likely to be defeated by the old monk who will be determined by the will.

This is what Zhao Wei must not allow. Zhao Wei, who did not lose, did not want to see it.

He took a breath. I decided to speak with my own strength for many years.

Eight is the strongest?

In front of the god-level powerhouse, can you maintain the strongest style of the eight?

Zhao Wei’s figure is swaying and there is no nonsense. Go straight to the old monk and attack the past.

His left hand did not know when to make a short but extremely sharp dagger. The color is bright red. It seems to have been soaked in blood.

The shot is a mud knife!

Yes.

Xiao Zheng once saw the clay knife in the autumn harvest. The power does not seem to be big, but it can digest Xiao Zheng’s nameless knife. It’s so horrible to display it in the autumn harvest. How much power does Zhao Wei exert on this knife?

Zhao Wei used a knife, but the old monk with bare hands was calmly coping.

His dragon hand has skills to disarm. What's more, the upgraded version of the dragon hand, its power is not to be underestimated.

In the blink of an eye, the two have already passed three or four strokes. It seems to be quite equal. Xiao Zheng, who can stand by and watch, is very clear that Zhao Wei’s strength is obviously higher. Moreover, Xiao Zheng can clearly feel that Zhao Wei has not applied his pressure box stunts.

Otherwise, the gas field of a god-level powerhouse is far from being the case.

That is to say, the old monk has already made every effort. And Zhao Wei, may have only produced six percent.

"Is it my shot?"

Zhao Hao, who was forced to step back by the old monk's two strokes, slightly raised his eyebrows. There is endless anger in the eyes.

He did not take a step back in his life, even if he faced his own daughter Zhao Qiuhan, he did not go forward, refused to make a half-step retreat.

Right now, he is forced to step back by the old monk's dragon hand.

In an instant, Zhao is angry!

To be still in color!

Xiao Zheng saw this scene, and his heart was a slight jump.

He can clearly feel the anger of Zhao Wei.

I can feel the warfare exiled from Zhao Wei.

How strong is the war of a god-level powerhouse?

Just for a moment, Xiao Zheng’s heart suddenly tightened, and I wished I could help the old monk immediately.

But he controlled his strong impulse.

He is very clear that for a strong man like the old monk, death is far less serious than losing dignity.

Can die, but must be killed in an upright manner. Not awkward!