Looking at the eldest son and second son lying on the ground.
Li Jing, whose face was bruised and swollen due to torture, had doubts about life.
Zhao Gongming suppressed a smile.
He looked towards the last experience officer.
Nezha.
"Nezha, it's your turn!"
"Go and let your father see how powerful you are!"
Nezha looked down at the black tiger claw half-finger gloves in his hands.
Then he looked at his miserable father on the ground.
He has always been fearless.
At this moment, there was a rare moment of hesitation.
He scratched his head and said hesitantly.
"Zhao Martial Uncle... isn't this bad?"
"My dad is like this and has lost two of his teeth."
"If I beat him again..."
"Doesn't it seem like I'm being unfilial?"
However, Nezha just said these words.
Lying on the ground, Li Jing's stubborn temper, which wanted to save face and suffer, suddenly rose up.
He usually likes to quarrel with the naughty devil boy Nezha.
At this moment, I heard that my son actually dared to sympathize with me.
The majesty of a father cannot be challenged!
"Bah!"
Li Jing spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.
Struggling to get up from the ground.
Although my legs are still shaking.
But he still held on and put on a majestic posture.
He pointed at Nezha and shouted angrily.
"Unfilial Son, what are you talking about?!"
"Your dad, I can still do it, don't look down on your dad!"
"Let me tell you, even if your father and I are like this now."
"I can defeat you with one hand, just come here!"
As soon as these words came out.
Nezha The hesitation in his eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Instead, there were two excited rays of light!
"Okay, this is what you said!"
"Dad, take the move!"
Nezha put on Black Tiger Afu's Gloves without hesitation.
Cause and effect lock!
The 100% sure-hit rule is activated instantly!
Nezha's eyes instantly became arrogant.
It was as if he was possessed by a martial arts master.
His body suddenly rose into the air.
It spins in the air at high speed and roars loudly.
"Tornado destroys parking lot!!!"
Nezha turned into a tornado.
Ignoring Li Jing's instinctive block.
It hit Li Jing's chest with great precision.
"Ouch!"
Li Jing screamed and was about to retreat.
Nezha suddenly turned back in mid-air.
Mount Tai Crushes Down sat down.
"Crows fly!!!"
Li Jing was knocked to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Nezha's combos poured down like a violent storm.
Every move was accompanied by a shameful and incompetent roar.
"Black Tiger Digs Heart!"
"Mount Tai Crushes Down!"
"Two Dragons Play with Pearls!"
"Mantis Fist! Snake Stance! Lotus Float! Scorpion Palm!"
Finally, Nezha even performed an enchanting and rhythmic dance on Li Jing, and kicked Li Jing away.
"Flamenco Steps!!!"
Kill this set of silky little combos.
Cihang, Wenshu and Taiyi were watching the battle.
This is unheard of.
Weird move name.
Looking at Nezha's exaggerated movements, I laughed like crazy.
"Hahahaha, a tornado destroyed the parking lot?"
"Who came up with this name?"
"A crow flying on a plane is so vivid!"
"No, I have a stomachache. This magic weapon is so interesting!"
At this time Li Jing.
After experiencing the triple baptism of Goodnight Dance Steps, Stand Ora and Afu Combo, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Plop!
Li Jing fell to the ground like a pile of mud.
His whole body twitched and his eyes turned white.
It looked very miserable.
I can't even move a finger.
Just when the lobby was filled with cheerful air.
An unfathomable Quasi-Saint peak pressure suddenly descended on Chentang Pass!
"Who is this?"
Everyone was shocked.
I saw a man in gray robe appearing outside the lobby door.
The old man had a withered face and a faint ancient lamp hanging behind his head.
The visitor is a guest from Zixiao Palace.
The casual cultivators Great Expert and Daoist Randeng who are of the same generation as Three Pure Ones!
Taiyi, Cihang and Wenshu saw this.
He quickly put away his smile and saluted respectfully.
"Junior has met senior Randeng!"
Zhao Gongming is also a gift.
"Interception Sect Zhao Gongming, seen Randeng Martial Uncle."
Daoist Randeng nodded slightly and was about to say a few words of courtesy.
I glanced around and suddenly saw him lying on the ground.
The nose was bruised and the face was swollen, as if Li Jing had just been trampled by hundreds of ferocious beasts.
Randeng was immediately stunned and shocked.
"Li Jing?!"
"What happened to my precious apprentice?!"
"Is it Witch Race who called?"
"There is still a big demon causing trouble, who hurt you like this?!"
Hear Master's voice.
Li Jing struggled to open his swollen eyes.
Tears flowed down.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly.
Explained vaguely.
"Teacher, Master..."
"It's not Witch Race, it's senior Zhao Gongming."
"I refined magic weapons for my three useless sons."
"Disciple... disciple, I just gave it a try."
"The power is indeed very strong, my disciple can't bear it!"
After listening to Li Jing's cry.
Daoist Randeng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head sharply.
His eyes were fixed on Zhao Gongming.
At that moment, Randeng's withered face.
Unprecedented enthusiasm and excitement broke out!
He simply ignored the miserable apprentice on the ground.
He rushed to Zhao Gongming in one stride.
Hold Zhao Gongming's hand firmly with both hands.
His voice was trembling with excitement.
"Martial Nephew Zhao!"
"So this is the magic weapon you refined?!"
"Actually... I have been admiring your Abstract Magic Treasure for a long time!"
"Di Jiang is that wheelchair, East King Duke is that finger cot."
"The poor man can see clearly in the dark!"
"It is simply a divine object that conquers the heaven and earth!"
Randeng rubbed his hands and his old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"Martial Nephew, look... can you also refine a magic weapon suitable for me?"
"Pindao has been stuck at Quasi-Saint peak for many years."
"I just need a handy piece of Conceptual Level Magic Treasure to suppress my luck!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Jing, who was lying on the ground, coughed twice.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly raised his hand weakly.
"Ahem...Esteemed Immortal!"
"Actually, I want one too."
"Otherwise... how can I convince these three Unfilial Son in the future?"
"As a father, I can't mess around anymore!"
Look at the longing eyes of the master and disciple.
Zhao Gongming was happy and readily agreed.
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
"As long as you have top-notch materials and treasures, everything is easy to discuss!"
As soon as these words came out, Daoist Randeng quickly started groping in his sleeves.
Without hesitation, he took out two treasures that exuded the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.
One piece is Innate Spirit Coffin Wood that exudes the aura of death.
One piece is Netherworld Glazed Fire Seed burning with the fire of extinction.
"Martial Nephew, thank you Martial Nephew!"
Randeng generously stuffed it into Zhao Gongming's hand.
[Ding! High-level refining materials detected: Innate Spirit Coffin Wood, Netherworld Glazed Fire Seed!]
[Matching plan: Can refine burial/transcendence/annihilation concept magic weapons, and defense/suppression concept magic weapons!]
"It's done!"
Zhao Gongming nodded with satisfaction.
"Wait a minute, you two, I'll be back as soon as I go!"
After saying that, Zhao Gongming turned around and entered the secret room again.
Continue his great career of refining weapons.
In the lobby, Daoist Randeng and Li Jing were helped up.
The two looked at each other, their eyes full of anticipation.
Although they all know that Zhao Gongming's magic weapon side effect Social Death belongs to Social Death.
But... the effect is really strong!
"As long as you can become stronger, as long as you can push others to the ground and rub them, what's the point of losing face?"