Urban God-level Selection System

The bamboo house occupies a huge area, and the corridor alone is quite long. Zhang Wanlin and his party walked under Bai Suran for a while before they came outside the innermost room on the second floor.

Bai Suran then stopped and knocked at the bamboo door, then immediately bowed and shouted: "Master, Mr. Duan Tianhang of the Shenli Group came to visit you. He has successfully passed the test. Do you want to see you?"

"Now that you have passed the test, take them to the Qingfeng Pavilion behind the bamboo forest, and you will arrive later as a teacher."

Inside, a vicissitudes of old voice came.

Zhang Wanlin's eyes immediately sighed, and the voice of this vicissitudes of old man contained a lot of power. When the words came out, it was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but his mind was a little unstable.

"What a powerful force."

After Zhang Wanlin whispered, Bai Suran knew it, and then followed Bai Suran to the Qingfeng Pavilion.

Under the leadership of Bai Suran, Zhang Wanlin and his party crossed the dense bamboo forest.

Everyone looked at it, and there was only a lone pavilion in front of it except for a slightly higher cliff.

But at this time, there was one person sitting and one standing in the lone pavilion, and everyone who stood among them knew that it was Chen Lin who was looking for faults at that time! "Brother?

Why are you here? "

Seeing someone in the Qingfeng Pavilion, Bai Suran walked over to check. She saw that the wind was returning, and immediately asked with great joy, "Your sword is enlightened?"

Feng Huaigui stood up without saying a word, and then locked his eyes on the four people in Zhang Wanlin, not far from Qingfeng Pavilion.

After staring at Zhang Wanlin for four moments, he immediately pointed at Zhang Wanlin with the hand holding the sword and said coldly, "You-come!"

"I?"

Zhang Wanlin pointed at himself suspiciously. When he saw the man nodded, he stepped forward to the Qingfeng Pavilion.

"Hum."

Chen Lin saw Zhang Wanlin coming and suddenly sneered.

Zhang Wanlin was unclear, and Feng Huaigui had already taken a shot towards Zhang Wanlin.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Feng Huaigui suddenly shot, Bai Suran stopped in front of Zhang Wanlin suspiciously, raised his hand and Feng Huai turned right, and then the person fell backwards.

Zhang Wanlin raised his hand and held Bai Suran's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Since your brother wants to learn from me, then I would respect it better than obey, you don't need to help me."

With that in mind, Zhang Wanlin pulled Bai Suran behind him, then stepped forward and punched him with a punch! Feng Huaigui saw Zhang Wanlin hit him with a punch. He avoided the body to the left, and Zhang Wanlin's punching power also hit the pillar of Qingfeng Pavilion.

A powerful force immediately destroyed the pillar, and the pavilion suddenly collapsed. The wind turned to see it, and quickly came to the side of Chen Lin, and pulled Chen Lin out of the pavilion.

Zhang Wanlin also followed the pavilion immediately. As soon as the two left the pavilion, the Qingfeng Pavilion collapsed in a short while.

Under the fist of Zhang Wanlin, the sixth-rank martial artist, the pavilion was so destroyed.

"No wonder I dare to have thoughts about my sister and sister. It turns out that I have some skills. If so, let's play well!"

Feng Huaigui said, pulling a long sword in his hand, where a sword pierced Zhang me.

Feng Huaigui's sword momentum is urgent and fierce, and all the moves are to block Zhang Wanlin's retreat, so that Zhang Wanlin can only take out a thousand machine umbrella to resist the wind Huaigui sword momentum.

As the battle became more and more intense, the two gradually rushed up to the land of the cliff. The sound of the collision of the Thousand-Machine Umbrella and the Long Sword came from time to time, causing everyone present to have to cover their ears.

"A very strong force, the force emanating from the sound of weapon collision alone is not something we can resist."

Long Si exclaimed and quickly pulled Duan Tianhang back.

Bai Suran looked at the two fighting frantically, and had some headaches. She looked anxiously at the bamboo forest and saw that Master hadn't come yet.

"Sister, wouldn't you really like that Zhang Wanlin?"

Chen Lin looked at Bai Suran with some dissatisfaction. "I can tell you that he killed my brother."

"What are you talking about?"

Bai Suran glared at Chen Lin with dissatisfaction. "After you saw Zhang Wanlin today, Hu Haoman was very entangled. You are not suitable for staying on Dangtian Mountain now!"

Chen Lin clenched her fists, her body trembling with anger, she said unpleasantly: "Anyway, if you are privately anxious with Zhang Wanlin, then I will not have you as a sister, so don't blame me for being ruthless and innocent."

After talking, Chen Lin turned and left.

Bai Suran looked at Chen Lin as she left, and shook her head helplessly: "With such a radical character, I'm afraid that I can't improve in this life..." "No, I must stop them from continuing to fight!"

Bai Suran gritted his teeth, pulled out his long sword, and was about to rush to stop the two, but at this moment a figure came, and a hand pressed directly on her shoulder.

"Surran, don't pay attention to them, let them fight! Whether your brother can break through this extreme sword is up to the little brother."

Here comes a black han suit, with that white hair and long white beard, which is an old man of immortality. This person is a real person of Daoxin! "Are you a real person?"

Duan Tianhang saw the old man and asked in surprise.

Dao Xinzheng smiled and turned to look at Duan Tianhang behind him, then nodded: "Yes, the old man is Dao Xinzheng, presumably you are Mr. Duan Tianhang, the richest man in China?"

"Mr. dare not be a junior, Duan Tianhang."

Duan Tianhang bowed respectfully to the real person of Daoxin, and then raised his head and said, "True person, I would like to invite you out of the mountain to follow me back to a national treasure..." Daoxin raised his hands and stopped Duan Tianhang To continue, he smiled and pointed to the battle on the cliff: "We are not in a hurry, let's look at the battle above and talk about it."

"it is good."

Although Duan Tianhang was anxious, Dao Xin's real people spoke, and he could only wait patiently for the battle between Zhang Wanlin and Feng Huaigui to end.

"Your sword technique is sharp, but unfortunately it's not tricky enough, but I'm afraid I'm not good enough to deal with it."

After Zhang Wanlin raised his gun to block the wind and attacked with a sword, his body backed away.

"A refreshing battle is better to make it a little more refreshing."

Zhang Wanlin laughed, grabbed the umbrella handle, and then withdrew the knight's sword, the Shushan swordsmanship was quickly used.

As if catching the wind and catching the shadow, the sword was out. When Feng Huai returned, he was in a mess. His body was forced by Zhang Wanlin toward the edge of the cliff.

"Master, my brother is a Sixth-grade martial artist. Zhang Wanlin can fight him for so long, and still has the upper hand. Isn't he also; Sixth-grade martial artist?"

Bai Suran saw that the wind and the wind were losing, and he was shocked.

Daoxin lively nodded and said: "Although he is a bit terrified at the age of the Sixth-grade Martial Artist, he has to admit that he is indeed the Sixth-grade Martial Artist and he is also the strongest of the Sixth-grade Martial Artist!"