it took zhao qianlei three days to heal his wounds, and it took him another four days to successfully kill the two ninth-order wa
ing zong disciples. he went out of the forest and headed for tielong city in the southeast direction, and went to tielong city and zhao qianlei to apply for a regiment of support. he became a dart teacher in the morning and went to lei youcheng to assassinate the disciple of the evil god, so the night after his assassination, he met a disciple with a long gun on the rudder of the evil god zong, and said that the boy had finally been met by me this time, and that if your good luck was over, you would wait to llect the body!
"why are you talking so much nonsense? if you want to fight, do it quickly." zhao qianlei calmed down and said that he had used zhenyuan.
the disciple looked at zhao qianlei's provocation in front of him. the long gun was like a dragon. when one shot hit him in front of him, zhao qianlei's long sword was unsheathed. instantly sent out a sword directly towards the disciple assassinated past, zhao qianlei played zhenyuan to the extreme, a clang of crispy sound, the two men fought together