As a second-rate force, even if they use natural and earth treasures, they cannot build a seventh-level battle warrior in their twenties.

Unless you are that kind of monster, if there is no big force behind you, no matter how genius you are, you will not be able to cultivate this strength.

The reason is simple, there are not so many resources.

Just like now, Zhao Yu basically absorbs ten yuan of Yuan crystals every day.

One piece of resources per day for ordinary warriors at level seven is no longer affordable, while Zhao Yu needs ten pieces.

"Fu Ruoshan, the word "Ruoshan" comes from your mouth. Why do I feel so harsh?" Feng Han couldn't help it. This time, Fengjian Villa was purely framed. With Fengjian Villa's thousand-year-old brand heritage, how could it be possible to destroy the Great Wall?

"One hundred and eight long swords, each of which we Feng family carved numbers for quantity, but when we came to your hands, we told me that there were eight fewer, and there were one to one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one,

Feng Han almost gritted his teeth and said this.

As for the loss, there is no possibility, because these eight or eight long swords were equipped with storage rings.

It was because he was worried that someone would tamper with the sword that Feng Han used this method.

But he did not expect that the other party was not doing tampering with the sword itself, but doing tampering with the number of swords.

He calculated everything, but he didn't expect that the Fu family would be so shameless in order to deal with Fengjian Villa.

But no matter what, the Fu family’s statement is really impeccable.

Because at that time, the people from Fengjian Villa were at the scene, and Jian was counted in front of them.

"The people who escorted the long sword were the people from Fengjian Villa. When counting the swords, they were there." Fu Ruoshan sneered.

This is a fact, but Fu Shan said less. When he was in the living room, he used some means to make the two great warriors in Fengjian Villa lose their perception, and the eight swords were also taken away from it.

But what he didn't expect was... Feng Jian Villa would actually engrave numbers on each sword, and even more unexpectedly, Feng Han put the last long sword in with his own hands.

But so what if I know? This time I have to eat the loss. Fengjian Villa must eat it.

"What do you mean is that the long swords from 101 to 108 are all lost?" Zhao Yu's eyes flashed. If he read it correctly, the long sword held by the person who just made his sword, the words "108" were engraved on the sword.

Before, Zhao Yu was still sighing that he didn't know who he was here, and there were too many swords, and he actually needed to carve numbers on the sword. Now it seems that there is something wrong with this.

"Young man, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't mistake yourself."

As a Saint-Trial Warrior, Fu Ruoshan also has his own temper. Zhao Yu repeatedly stood up to speak for Fengjian Villa, which made him vaguely impatient.

"Don't care about me? You didn't seem to hear what I was saying clearly, so I'll say it again." Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone became a little cold: "No one can leave as if nothing had happened after setting off a sword at me. If you don't give me an explanation, let alone you, even your Fu family will not be able to escape responsibility."

"Since that's the case, let me teach you a lesson for your elders, so that you can know what it means to have heaven beyond the sky and people beyond the sky." Fu Ruoshan's face turned cold, and a majestic and heavy aura suddenly rose.

The lake suddenly boiled, and a small boat was in it, like a small boat in the sea, following the waves, but the strange thing was... the three-leaf small boat did not move at all.

"It seems like there's still a fight."

However, no matter how the boat shakes, it has no tendency to be destroyed.

The old owner's face suddenly changed. When Fu Ruoshan was about to take action, he was ready to take action. At this moment, Zhao Yu's voice sounded.

"Well, old owner, I must solve this problem myself, otherwise I will be punished by my elders."

The old owner's hand, which was slightly raised, was stiff in the air, and finally let it go with some confusion. The reason for this was that he could hear the confidence in Zhao Yu's voice.

He couldn't figure out how a great fighter could still be so confident when facing the Saint Fighter warrior.

No matter how arrogant a person is, he will never be as dying as Zhao Yu in the face of the absolute gap in strength.

Even if the background is deep, you must bring out the background and backer.

However, Zhao Yu never said anything about his identity from beginning to end.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Yu was still full of confidence, which made the old owner curious.

Next to him, Feng Han said hurriedly: "Please help the little brother in the lake."

This is a sign of concern and chaos. Otherwise, with Feng Han's strength and eyesight, it is impossible for him to feel the confidence in Zhao Yu's voice.

"This is the request of the little brother." The old owner patted Feng Han's shoulder and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't involve outsiders in our Fengjian Villa. With me here, the little brother will not have any accidents."

Feng Han opened his mouth and finally nodded bitterly.

If the three elders of their Feng family were not in a hiatus, how could the Fu family dare to come and cause trouble for their Fengjian Villa?

The old owner shook his head with a wry smile. Without explanation, he found a very interesting place.

That is... Zhao Yu could actually sense his actions. When facing the oppression of a Saint Fighting Warrior, Zhao Yu could even sense his situation. And... Don't forget that the old owner himself is also a Saint Fighting Warrior.

It is worth pondering that a great fighter can actually perceive or even know his actions as a Saint Fighter in advance.

"Since you want to fight, then fight. Xiaohuan, take action."

It is normal to attack a junior as a Saint Warrior, because Zhao Yu collided with him, but Zhao Yu's mystery made Fu Ruoshan worry about it, so he let others take action.

The end of bullying the small is that Tianwu Sect and Tianjian Sect have already raised a huge awakening for the world at a tragic price. Now no one dares to do this.

However, even if Fu Ruoshan takes action now, no one will say anything about him. After all, Zhao Yu confronts him all the time, so it is natural for him to take action.

"Yang Xiao, don't hold back." Zhao Yu stomped his feet gently. At that moment, the boat suddenly stopped on the water and no longer followed the flow.

"Very brave."

On the small boat on the left hand side, a great warrior at the peak of the seventh level suddenly shouted and drew his sword to take action.

At that moment, the lake rolled and the waves were surging.

"Fighting skills, sword kills thousands of mountains."

The mountain is turned into a lake, but the momentum has not decreased at all, even more than that.
Chapter completed!