Urban God-level Selection System

"Good job, old man!"

Knowing that Bai Shi was Bai Suran's grandfather, Zhang Wanlin naturally understood that Bai Shi was definitely not so young, and he was definitely an old man.

So he directly used the name of the old man, and while he was speaking, the second type of Shushan sword technique was suddenly pierced by him.

And the direction he stabbed was the direction that the Shiraishi long sword struck, so after the two sword tips hit each other, they refused to give up and began to compete for their own heritage! Zhang Wanlin is now the peak strength of the eighth-rank martial sage, plus he has cultivated the two marvelous skills of the Ice Heaven and Snow Secret Art and the Sanctuary Gu true sacred art, and his background is naturally extraordinary.

As for Bai Shi, although he is also an eighth-rank martial sage, he is still a little far from the peak of the eighth-rank martial sage. In addition, his age is also an ancient age. Even if his background is extraordinary, he is ultimately no match for the erosion of time.

At this moment, the two long swords collided and competed against each other, but for a moment, Bai Shi's complexion turned red and his breath was not smooth, and there was already a sign of failure.

However, how could Baishi admit defeat? After a cold snort, he raised his left hand and directly pushed a finger on his right wrist, and suddenly a wave of mighty power impacted Zhang Wanlin's sword.

Zhang Wanlin felt that Bai Shi was going to make a desperate move. After looking at Bai Shi with a sneer smile, the true sacred art of Sanskrit Gu immediately started to run, and then emitted a powerful Buddha energy, then turned into golden light and rushed into his Thousand Chance Sword.

In the next instant, there was a sudden explosion, and Bai Shi's long sword could not resist the huge power, and it broke into several segments, and Zhang Wanlin also took the opportunity to retreat and came to Ning Ji's side.

"Senior Ning, your senior brother has such a bad temper. This time you are out of the mountain, you must be listening to you. Are you sure you don't stop this senseless fight?"

Zhang Wanlin asked Ning Ji with some dissatisfaction.

If he didn't know that Bai Shi was Bai Suran's grandfather, Zhang Wanlin would still be able to beat this man all over the floor.

But since he knew that this person was Bai Suran's grandfather, as Bai Suran's comrade-in-arms, he absolutely couldn't do that.

"Yo?

Why don't you want to fight?

If you don't want to fight, you can hand over Lan Xiangyang, and I will naturally say something for you in front of the brother. "

Ning Ji smiled and raised the conditions.

Zhang Wanlin snorted, then said nothing and looked at Baishi.

At this time, Bai Shi looked embarrassed, the long sword was broken, and Zhang Wanlin's sword strength naturally impacted him by seven or eight tenths.

Although he tried his best to stop him with his powerful martial arts, he still spent a lot of his own strength in dissolving this sword strength.

At this moment, he has lost the strength of the original heyday, and then lost the saber. This skill is only afraid that he will be weaker by another ten or two percent, so weakened himself, can he be Zhang Wanlin's opponent?

Just when Baishi didn't know how to end the game, Ning Ji suddenly came over and said to Baishi, "Brother Bai, you won this battle. You have ruined the top of Nanlu Mountain."

"Brother, have you forgotten the protection of nature advocated by society?"

Ning said dissatisfiedly, "In my opinion, stop the fight and negotiate."

Zhang Wanlin was stunned when he saw that Ning Ji had spoken for himself again, but he quickly reacted and said immediately: "The peace talks are naturally fine, but I will definitely not let go of Lan Xiangyang."

"As for the reason, I think Senior Ning Ji should have told Senior Baishi?"

Zhang Wanlin said with a smile but looked at Bai Shi with a dark face, and mentioned Bai Suran: "Oh, speaking of it, Suran and I have not seen each other for a long time..." "Boy, you mention Suran again. you!"

Baishi was considering whether to end the battle that he was at a disadvantage on this Ningji step, but when Zhang Wanlin mentioned Bai Suran, he immediately threatened again.

Zhang Wanlin was stunned, and looked at Bai Shi's sudden anger with a puzzled look. When he was puzzled, Bai Shi said again: "I already know what you did to your granddaughter. This Liangzi, I wrote it down."

"Uh!"

Zhang Wan and Lin stunned, Bai Suran would tell her grandpa about this kind of thing, how embarrassed to say it! This woman obviously wanted to lend her grandfather Shiraishi's hand to embarrass herself.

A woman's heart is really a needle in the sea, and it is really vicious! Ning Ji seemed to smell the gossip and was about to ask. At this time, the four Cao Zhi who had chased up the mountain had already rushed up. As soon as Cao Zhi came up, he immediately roared and stabbed Zhang Wanlin with a sword: "Damn you!"

Cao Zhi's sword is extremely sharp, and when he cooperated with him to transform into this powerful blow, it really gave everyone present a sense of oppression.

But who is Zhang Wanlin? Can a small person like Cao Zhi win it?

He felt this murderous move, and with a sneer, he raised his hand, and the flying knife marked with the number "seven" was shot directly at Cao Zhi by his aura.

As soon as Zhang Wanlin's flying knife was released, the complexions of Ning Ji and Bai Shi changed drastically.

After the two looked at each other, they actually lifted both palms at the same time, and then when the two palms were slapped together, their other two palms were combined and beat out! So the two palm qi turned into a super strong palm qi and hit the flying knife that shot at Cao Zhi, and this palm qi was suppressed by the flying knife and kept getting closer to Cao Zhi.

But when Cao Zhi's unabated sword stabbed Baishi and Ning Ji's combined palms, the palms instantly shattered, and the remaining power of the flying knife passed directly through Cao Zhi's shoulder blades.

Pouch, the blood mist was hazy, Bai Shi jumped up and jumped behind Cao Zhi, hugged his fallen body directly, and hurriedly moved his fingers to seal Cao Zhi's bleeding wound.

After Flying Dao's Qiyi move succeeded, he was directly recruited by Zhang Wanlin, and then put in the storage ring.

Zhang Wanlin said coldly to Cao Zhi: "Your master will be used to you, but I will not be used to you. If you dare to attack me, you must be prepared for death."

Cao Zhi lost too much blood, his eyes were blurred, and his eyes were still full of hate when he looked at Zhang Wanlin. He tremblingly lifted his finger to Zhang Wanlin and said cruelly: "Boy, if you dare to move sister Su Ran, I must kill you."

"Haha, it turned out to be a toad who wants to eat swan meat, do you deserve it too?"

Zhang Wanlin was not angry.

Not to mention that he and Bai Suran don't have that kind of relationship, even if there is, what qualifications does this kid have to teach him?

Just because it is Shiraishi's apprentice?

Even the apprentice, and Bai Suran are not in the same generation, can they be together?

"enough."

Bai Shi shouted angrily, and then said to Ma Zhong, "Take you Brother Cao Zhi down the mountain to cultivate, the four of you don't care about things here."

Although Ma Zhong was not reconciled, he hurriedly picked up Cao Zhi, who was unwilling to leave, and fled down the mountain when he saw Master's expression on his face.

After Zeng Qi and Ning Ji spoke to Ning Ji, they chased Ma Zhong down the mountain, so there were only three slightly awkward figures on the top of Nanlu Mountain.