Invincible against the sky modification system

Chapter 340 Victory
However, Shenlong is getting closer and closer to Zhang Tiexue and the others.

The faces that were still unclear at first became more and more clear.

When everyone saw these two people clearly, they couldn't help showing a shocked expression on their faces.

Just because these two people turned out to be Tang Beiming and Zhang Xueyan who disappeared.

"They, how could they be above Shenlong?"

Those who said bad things about Tang Beiming just now couldn't help being surprised.

Did these two people get Shenlong's approval?

This is actually not a mental activity of one person. There are so many people on the square, I don’t know how many people, they all think this way in their hearts.

They were wondering if Shenlong would punish them.

In such a tense mood, Tang Beiming jumped down with Zhang Xueyan.

"I go."

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although the Shenlong is close to everyone, it is at least a thousand meters above the sky.

You are busy jumping from 1000 meters, Nima, even if you are not dead, you have to be crippled.

I heard that you, Tang Beiming, are a great master, so that's fine, even if you're fine.

However, this does not mean that Zhang Xueyan is fine.

Tang Beiming took Zhang Xueyan with him and jumped off from a height of a thousand meters.

Everyone only heard a bang, and then saw the smoke filling the air.

When the smoke dissipated, what caught everyone's eyes was one piece after another of marble, all of which had been reduced to powder.

And in the center of the powder, there are two people standing with their hands behind their backs.

Looking at the bodies of the two of them, there was not even a speck of dust on them.

hiss!
In this regard, everyone gasped for breath,
After all, no one thought that someone would be able to jump from a height of a thousand meters, but nothing happened.

Tang Beiming ignored everyone's curious eyes and looked at the seventh uncle of the Zhang family.

"Old man, I asked you to write a will, have you written it yet?"

One sentence from Tang Beiming's appearance made Zhang's seventh uncle so angry that he was half dead.

"Junior, how dare you insult me."

Three days ago, Tang Beiming did tell him to tell his family about the funeral.

At that time, the seventh uncle of the Zhang family didn't take it seriously.

I even thought Tang Beiming's words were a bit ridiculous.

Isn't it Zhang Xueyan who should really explain the funeral to his family?
But it's different now, now Zhang Xueyan fell from a height of a thousand meters, but she was fine.

Apparently, after these three days, Zhang Xueyan really had some ability.

But things seem to be much more than that.

Look at this square, how many people gather here.

Tang Beiming's words were regarded as sweeping his face to the ground.

"Hehe, junior. Ask the head of your family, or the old man of your Zhang family, if he dares to call me a junior."

As the young master of the dragon, Tang Beiming's status is far higher than that of everyone in the Zhang family.

Now, the seventh uncle of the Zhang family dared to use the word "junior" to describe Tang Beiming, so he was courting death.

Being questioned by Tang Beiming like this, the seventh uncle of the Zhang family only felt extremely embarrassed on his face.

If he has the ability to refute back, that's not bad.

But no matter what, he is real, and he can't even say a word of rebuttal.

Could it be that I am your junior, what I said just now was wrong.

In this case, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing for me.

"Forget it, based on what you said just now, I should have killed you directly. But for the sake of my bet with you, let Zhang Xueyan take your life."

The seventh uncle of the Zhang family was indignant.

At the scene, how many juniors of the Zhang family are there.

If you talk about me like that, it makes me lose face.

The seventh uncle of the Zhang family looked at Zhang Xueyan.

"Zhang Xueyan, I watched you grow up, are you really sure that you want to draw your sword against me?"

This is the seventh uncle of the Zhang family, giving Zhang Xueyan the last step down.

In any case, he is not familiar with Tang Beiming, but he and Zhang Xueyan are family members.

"Seventh Uncle, please draw out your sword!"

But what the seventh uncle of the Zhang family didn't expect was that Zhang Xueyan didn't accept his favor.

"Okay, that's great. Since you don't know what's good or bad, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As he said that, Uncle Qi drew his sword and pointed at Zhang Xueyan: "You should also use your sword."

Zhang Xueyan's hand was empty, without any weapon.

At this time, everyone saw Tang Beiming walking to a tree.

He broke off a branch from the tree.

Then, throw the branch to Zhang Xueyan.

Zhang Xueyan took the branch and pointed it at Seventh Uncle.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but smile.

Tang Beiming and Zhang Xueyan did not take life seriously.

As for the seventh uncle, he was even more angry.

My seventh uncle, no matter how old and dizzy he is, I will always be one of the most powerful members of the Zhang family.

You just use this little branch to me, your insult to me is so great that I want to kill you to vent my anger.

After all, Seventh Uncle raised his sword and came to kill with it.

"Zhang Xueyan, I wanted to spare your life for your father's sake. But if you humiliate me like this, don't blame me for disregarding blood and family ties."

The seventh uncle of the Zhang family is really capable, so it's not bragging.

Looking at Uncle Qi's swordsmanship, for some reason, Zhang Xueyan's mind suddenly flashed the scene of Tang Beiming leading her to catch a fox.

Then, she used a similar method to knock out the branch.

Originally, it was just a weak branch that could be snapped off by the wind, but no one thought that it would be hit by Zhang Xueyan like that and collide with Seventh Uncle's sword.

Then, everyone saw that the sword was blown out.

Uh……

Everyone watching this scene was stunned, no one had thought of it.

In this regard, the most unacceptable thing is the seventh uncle.

But now, he has no time to think about these things.

Because, Zhang Xueyan succeeded in one blow, and he was already killed again.

Tang Beiming didn't know where he found the table and chairs.

He is sitting there now, drinking tea leisurely.

In his eyes, the life-and-death battle in front of him was just like a game of chess on a chessboard, nothing to worry about.

Or in other words, in his heart, the outcome of this game of chess has already been decided long ago.

Tang Beiming raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Suddenly, he began to tap on the table with two fingers.

a bit.

Twice.

Three times.

Every time he beat, Zhang Xueyan killed Qi Shugong to a jeopardy.

Seven strokes.

With the seventh knock, Uncle Qi was injured.

Eight times.

After the eighth knock, Seventh Uncle's hand was cut off.

nine times.

With the ninth blow, Uncle Seven was beaten and fell to his knees.

Snapped!
Ten beats.

The tenth knock is the last knock.

Seventh Uncle's head flew out.

At this point, the bet ended, Zhang Haiyan beheaded the seventh uncle, and Tang Beiming won a complete victory.

Tang Beiming drank the last sip of tea leisurely, with neither joy nor sadness on his face.

(End of this chapter)