God level swordsman

Chapter 44
No matter how strong the high-quality wooden door was, he kicked it violently, making a series of creaking noises, and it was about to fall apart.The strong men let out a low growl, and moved in unison, exerting force on their feet suddenly. The door bolt that was holding on tightly couldn't bear the pressure and snapped into two pieces, and the whole door was also shattered.

After the matter was settled, several strong men did not dare to take the lead in rushing in, and returned to the crowd one after another.

At the same time, a sound of cursing and cursing sounded from inside, and a middle-aged man in charge rushed out in disheveled clothes, followed by more than a dozen guards holding sticks.

"Who the hell is so brave and dares to smash the door of my Chunlang Tower?"

The people gathered in front of the door suddenly shrank their necks when they heard the words, and retreated involuntarily.

The impression of Zhao Jiazhi's arrogance was so deep in their hearts that their restless hearts immediately sank just when they saw the dozen or so guards carrying sticks and murderous looks on their faces.

"It's me." Zhao Tai stood in front of him and said lightly.

"who are you"

The steward was sleepy and looked for the sound. When he saw Zhao Tai's appearance, his heart skipped a beat and his tongue trembled.

"What do you say about my mother?" Zhao Tai asked softly.

The steward's face turned pale with fright, and he knelt down on the ground immediately: "The villain is blind, the villain deserves to die."

"Damn it, let go of the girls you caught."

"Let it go? No way, my lord."

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Please forgive me, my eldest son, the villain dare not make decisions about this matter."

"If you don't dare, I will make the decision for you."

Zhao Tai took a few steps forward and kicked him to the ground: "Get out of the way!"

"Hey, my eldest son." The steward rolled on the ground a few times and then quickly got up, as if he had practiced it, and whispered with a smile on his face: "These are the cash cows of the head of the house, huh?" , Young Master must not do reckless things."

"Are you using your father to suppress me?" Zhao Tai glanced at him sideways.

"The villain doesn't dare, it's just that the Patriarch will definitely not agree to something so harmful to the interests of the family. Young Master, you can't go against the Patriarch right now." The steward reminded him, meaning that if Zhao Tai really did what he did, Zhao Yangyun A bad impression will be left in front of him, and the position of Patriarch is not so sure.

"Go away, whoever dares to stop me don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Zhao Tai glared at him and kicked him to the ground again.

"I want to see how ruthless you are!"

Just at this moment, there was a loud shout from outside the crowd, and a middle-aged strong man with a physique as strong as an iron tower walked forward like a dragon and a tiger.

"Mr. Zhao!" The steward hurriedly crawled over as if he had encountered a savior.

"It's the third uncle!" Zhao Tai turned his head and looked at the person with cold eyes.

This person was Zhao Hu, the eldest son of the Zhao family. After Liu Feng went back and reported the matter, he was furious and immediately rushed over alone.

Zhao Hu snorted coldly, and asked indifferently: "What are you doing?"

"The eldest son said that he wants me to release all the girls in Chunlang Tower." The steward quickly interjected.

Snapped,
Zhao Hu quickly lowered his iron palms, knocking the steward to the ground with a slap.

"You don't have the right to interrupt the master's speech." He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the steward, then looked at Zhao Tai: "Say it yourself!"

In front of Zhao Tai, Zhao Hu asked questions in the attitude of an elder.

Xiu said that the position of the heir has not been determined yet, even if it is confirmed that he, Zhao Hu, will still be his third uncle.

"The matter is the same as what he said, I don't think I need to repeat it." Zhao Tai pointed to the steward who was bleeding from the mouth and nose on the ground, and met Zhao Hu's aggressive gaze, and replied calmly.

"Presumptuous." Zhao Hu shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and go back, if you mess around again, even the eldest brother will not spare you."

"I won't go back unless I release him."

Zhao Tai's eyes were indifferent, and he turned to look at the people behind him: "It's hard to follow someone Zhao said, so I will give you an explanation."

"Eat the inside out."

Zhao Hu roared and grabbed Zhao Tai with his palm.

"The third uncle I don't want to fight with you is a family."

Zhao Tai shook his head slightly, clenched his palms into fists to meet Zhao Hu's iron palm, and blasted towards him.

boom,
Both of them trembled, and both took two steps back.

"You have practiced the Spirit Snake Fist of the family to such a level." Zhao Hu's face sank like water, and his eyes were full of shock.He has been famous for a long time. He has been in the Blood Coagulation Realm for more than ten years. He has been cultivating his family's internal strength. Now that his internal strength is profound and his boxing skills are proficient, even in the period when the four major families check and balance each other, no more than two hands can beat him.Now, he was shocked by a kid who just practiced, one can imagine the shock in his heart.

"Compared to the third uncle, he's just playing tricks." Zhao Tai smiled modestly.

"I'll try to see how many catties you have." Zhao Hu roared, a cold light flashed in his eyes.At this moment, he already had the intention to kill. If this nephew is allowed to grow up, there will be no place for them to stay.

Even if the emperor ascended the throne and cut down the vassals, these threatening roadblocks would definitely be kicked away.

The muscles of his whole body were raised high, and his right arm stretched out like a thunderbolt, striking Zhao Tai's shoulder with terrifying momentum.This "Spirit Snake Fist" was moving very fast, and suddenly it was in front of Zhao Tai.

Zhao Tai's green shirt flicked, rolled up, and easily swung his punch away.

If it is to compete with the cultivation level of Spirit Snake Fist, even 1 Zhao Hus are far behind him.

"It doesn't make sense."

Zhao Hu was furious, and punched again, his arm was as agile as a snake.He has already used his internal strength for this punch, and its power is several times stronger than the punch he tested just now.

Zhao Tai looked sideways slightly, stretched out his left arm to block, then bent his arm suddenly, and punched Zhao Hu on the cheek.This punch was extremely heavy, and he was struck with stares in his eyes.

When fighting the same martial arts, the comparison is the level of proficiency.

In his previous life, Zhao Tai's comprehension of Spirit Snake Fist was comparable to that of the ancestor who created this exercise. Although he seldom practices it now, the memory engraved deep in his soul will not change.Zhao Hu's Spirit Snake Fist has only reached perfection, and in his eyes there are flaws everywhere.

Even without using the internal power of Zixia's divine art, Zhao Hu can be easily defeated.

"Third Uncle, why hurt your peace, it won't look good if you hit him again and hurt your arms and legs." Zhao Tai withdrew his fists and looked at Zhao Hu with a smile.

"If you want to damage the interests of the family, you have to step over my corpse." Zhao Hu snorted and said righteously.

"My nephew dare not."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Tai's right arm suddenly pushed forward, and the punch was so agile that even Zhao Hu's eyesight could not see through it.In desperation, he gritted his teeth, and also punched Zhao Tai hard, trying to fight for the injury.

Zhao Tai's eyes flashed, his right arm was pushed out, his fist suddenly turned to Zhao Hu's arm, and he clenched it firmly.Under such a sharp twist, there was a click, and the arm bone broke immediately.

(End of this chapter)