Chapter 374 Three People's Performance

"Lord, how are you?" Luo Qiong saw the thunderstorm that was struggling to support, and quickly put Fu Cheng in his hand on the ground and asked with a worried face.

Liu Yanran also rushed up at the same time, and in her charming eyes, she looked a little anxious: "Lord, you..."

"Ha ha, I'm fine, thanks to Zhao Tian's little brother!" Lei Kuang's face looked a little pale at this time. He looked at the two people and said with a smile.

At this time, Miao Yun and Qi Kuo also helped Zhao Tian come slowly.

"Uncle Lei, you're welcome. This is what the boy should do." Zhao Tian smiled bleakly.

"Brother Zhao Tian, on behalf of Ziyun League, thank you. As long as I can help you in the future, just open your mouth!" Luo Qiong suddenly bowed deeply to Zhao Tian, his face was full of solemnity, and his tone was also full of seriousness.

Liu Yanran looked at Zhao Tian and then at Miao Yun beside her. Her eyes showed a trace of complexity. She opened her mouth and still didn't say anything.

"Ead Elder Luo, you are welcome. As a warrior of the empire, you should contribute to the empire! What's more, the style of the Ziyun League has a certain influence in the empire. I will definitely not let the demons do anything to the Ziyun League! Zhao Tian's mature face looks very serious at this moment.

"E elder Luo, let's go back to the headquarters first. I guess the design of this plan is not only how simple it is. We have to make a long-term plan!" Liu Yanran said to Luo Qiong that she didn't even look at Zhao Tian, as if she was avoiding Zhao Tian.

"Yes! Where are the disciples of Ziyun League?" Luo Qiong nodded and turned to the onlookers far away and shouted.

"Fengcheng Branch General Hall, Yanfeng, the owner of the hall, has met the alliance leader and the elder!" At this time, the middle-aged man in a samurai suit, with clear eyes and thick eyebrows, as if it had been carved, was full of momentum, symbolizing the strength of the realm of the six-level martial artist, echoing outside his body.

"Okay, lead your subordinates to escort the alliance leader and these friends back to the headquarters!" At this time, Luo Qiong's whole body exuded a faint majesty, and her momentum was like a mountain, which was unattainable.

"I obey!" Yanfeng held his fists and his face was full of respect. Then he turned around and shouted to more than 100 people behind him: "Prepare a sedan chair!"

After Zhao Tian and his party left, they found that the area with a radius of nearly 100 feet had been concave half an inch, and all the houses had turned into ruins, which showed the intensity of the battle between the two.

The headquarters of Ziyun League is located a few miles away from Fengcheng, close to the vegetable garden where Lei Qian met before.

As soon as he returned to the headquarters of Ziyun League, Luo Qiong followed the order of Lei Kuang and passed on. In this battle, all losses were borne by Ziyun League. If the house is destroyed, he can go to the official level in the city according to its value, and then he can receive subsidies at the headquarters of Ziyun League!

"What kind of poison is this?" Luo Qiong's face was gloomy. She looked at the half-dead man in black below and asked coldly.

"Cough, the three elders won't let you go!" The young man was not afraid at all, and there was a trace of ferociousness on his handsome face.

Luo Qiong's face changed, waved her big sleeves, and a blood-red spirit directly overturned the young man's body and fell heavily to the ground.

"Your three elders have run away. Tell me, we can not kill you!" Zhao Tian's weak tone came in from outside the door.

Luo Qiong looked up and saw that Zhao Tian had changed into a black strong suit, but his face was still pale, and his walking was also fling and unstable.

"Impossible, how can you be his opponent with the strength of the three elders and nine-level martial arts masters!" The young man's eyes were wide open and his face was unbelievable.

Zhao Tian's external injury is no longer, but the meridians in his body are still chaotic, and the operation of the aura is hindered, which greatly reduces his strength. If he wants to recover, he still needs a period of retreat.

"Brother Zhao Tian, why don't you go to rest and come out for what?" Luo Qiong ignored the young man's questions, but asked Zhao Tian worriedly. After Zhao Tian successfully blocked the strong man of the demon clan, Luo Qiong had put Zhao Tian on the same platform as herself, even higher.

"E elder Luo, I'm fine. I'm just coming to have a look!" Zhao Tian smiled and casually found a seat to sit down.

"I'll give you one last chance. As long as you say it, what I said before still counts!" Luo Qiong turned her eyes to the young man's face again, and her eyes exuded real oppression and went straight to the young man.

Unexpectedly, the young man didn't seem to hear Luo Qiong's words at all. Even the mountain-like oppression in the air ignored the past. He looked at the ground in a daze and kept muttering, "Impossible, impossible!"

"This is your own choice!" Seeing that the young man ignored herself so much, Luo Qiong's tone changed, and the murderous spirit in her body suddenly burst out and rolled out like a flood. Her hands were wrapped in a thick layer of blood, and a murderous spirit shot around like a blade.

Zhao Tian frowned. This murderous atmosphere made him feel very uncomfortable and suddenly got up: " Elder Luo, don't you know what Uncle Lei's poison is when you killed him so rashly?"

When Luo Qiong heard this, she also had a little more hesitation on her face: "What should I do?"

"If you believe me, give him to me and I will let him say it!" Zhao Tian said very seriously.

"Good!" Luo Qiong almost didn't think about it and agreed directly. Obviously, her feeling for Zhao Tian had reached a very trust level at this time.

Luo Qiong let people suppress the young man who had been sealed and returned to Zhao Tian's residence.

After all the people left, Zhao Tiantian took out a jade slip from the space ring and sent a message.

Thinking that there are such masters in the Tiange, Zhao Tian wants to laugh.

Xiang Yang is the man who helped Zhao Tian defeat the water demon. He is the guest elder of Tiange, second only to him, the position of the guest secretary, and even Xiang Yang's position was sealed by himself.

The note Xiang Yang gave to Zhao Tian when he left was by Kuang Linggong, who told Zhao Tian about Xiang Yang, including the headquarters of Tiange.

In the evening, if the temperature has come down elsewhere, but in Fengzhou, the sun overhead is still fierce. At this time, most people are still hiding in their homes and enjoying comfortable beds.

But in a big house far away from the center of the city in Fengcheng, there are many strong men. Almost every big man is naked, revealing his explosive muscles.

He knocked desperately at the stone wall in front of him. With each punch, the blue veins were like earthworms all over his arms, and the muscles in his chest looked very strong.

There is a large open area not far from this practice ground, but there are only four people on it.

One of them was Xiang Yang, the man Zhao Tian met in the morning, and three people standing in front of him were tall and fat.

"Senior Xiang, please teach us!" A young man with a thin face and mouse-like eyes, his face was full of prayer and bitterly persuaded Xiang Yang.

Another man with an unusually strong body is about two meters tall, with muscles as wide as door panels, and a pair of horrible-looking eyes under his thick eyebrows, but at this time he is also full of expectation.

Xiang Yang was a little depressed at this time. His face was very reluctant, and he also regretted it in his heart. He knew that he would not show off his spiritual skills: "This... that..."

Another young man, who seemed to be a little elegant, frowned slightly: "Erlong, Doulong, since the seniors don't want to give it to us, forget it. Maybe the seniors just make us happy. Maybe there is no such skill at all, which can quench people's skin!" With that, he shook his head disappointedly, and his eyes also dimmed at this time.

The strong man and the young man nodded almost at the same time, as if they had gone through rehearsal, neatly and decisively: "Brother Ling is right, we are disturbing you!"