There were a lot of people around, and the noisy voices were mixed, each one made it like a vegetable market. She didn't understand what was going on. She only saw the two groups of people between the pushes and started to move. , The sound of swords and swords collided for a time, and the anger continued.

Seeing this scene, she was a little stunned, she really didn't agree with her to start!It's just that the strength of the two sides seems to be the same, and this is in front of Zhuofu's gate, how to say, it should be the group of people who suffer.

However, as she was thinking, she glanced, and suddenly saw among the group of people, there was an inconspicuous old man in grey clothes. His strength was higher than that of Zhuo Zhenglin, the head of the Zhuo family. The two fought.

As soon as the two of them moved their hands, the surrounding powerful spiritual power and coercion surged, so that the people who started their hands couldn't stand it back and stopped.

If the strong fight against each other, the opponent's strength can directly shock them. Where can they still have the ability to fight?What's more, the principals of both parties have already started, no matter what the result is, there will be a solution.

The gray-clothed old man swung a palm and his back style changed and struck forward. When the palm wind struck out, he let out a whirring sound of air and blade, staring at Na Zhuo Zhenglin with stern stern eyes and sharp swords. The subordinates are even more merciless.

After the two fought a few moves, Zhuo Zhenglin's expression gradually became serious. The opponent's strength is higher than him. If he continues to fight, I am afraid that he is not his opponent. If he is defeated by the opponent in front of this mansion, I am afraid that they From now on, the Zhuo family will definitely become a joke in this city!

Thinking of this, he secretly gritted his teeth, raised his strength again, and used ten percent of his skill to deal with the old man. When he waved his palm, a entangled air blade burst out with a whistling sound and attacked the old man.

"Ah!"

The old man sneered, raising his hand to easily resolve Zhuo Zhenglin's attack, and then he waved his stride to get closer, with a hidden murderous in his hand, as if he wanted to take his life on the spot.

The murderous aura that came out was cold and vicious, which made Zhuo Zhenglin think of it and dealt with it with twelve minutes of spirit.

And Feng Jiu, who was watching this scene from the corner of the street, couldn't help but shook his head secretly.This Patriarch Zhuo's strength is obviously not the opponent of the gray-clothed old man, and now he has raised his strength by ten percent to fight, I am afraid he is not the opponent's opponent yet.

The strength of the Zhuo Patriarch is the strength of the early stage of the immortal saint, and the old man is the middle stage of the immortal saint, the strength is higher than him, the outcome of this battle is self-explanatory.

At this moment, she saw an air current condensed between the gray-clothed old man's waving hands, and that air current formed a powerful air pressure that filled his hands, surging with the rotation of his gestures, his pair of viciousness Spicy eyes stared at Zhuo Zhenglin like a poisonous snake, with a sulky smile on his face, in the blink of an eye, he attacked the attack in his hand, and struck towards Zhuo Chenglin at a speed beyond his ears.

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

A series of exclamations suddenly sounded, which came from the exclamation of several clan elders.They saw the danger of the blow, and they were afraid that the Patriarch would not be able to take that move. If they were hit, they were afraid, afraid...

At this moment, Zhuo Zhenglin was also shocked. He quickly backed away, trying to avoid it. However, the airflow was directly wrapped down, leaving him nowhere to escape...