The student was very excited. When he reached out, he had to pick up blood fruit.

But at this time a sword qi came to the air, and a sword marks were drawn on the ground in front of him. Several people came towards Zhang Gufeng.

It was several swordsmen they met in the restaurant not long ago.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Gufeng Meiyu frowned.

"In Xiaba Mountain Sword Pavilion Leihe, this blood fruit product is extraordinary, we also want to take away, so we can't just give it to you."

The old man, the old man, generously acknowledged that he also wanted blood fruit.

"This thing was found first."

A student of Wutongyuan frowned.

"Oh, isn't it yet picked?"

"So, we have to do one game?"

The students of Wutongyuan clenched the blade in their hands, and the true air flow turned.

The disciples of Bashan Jiange are also sword.

The swords of the two sides are tense, and the battle will start.

However, Lei He's eyes have always been placed on Zhang Gufeng. He noticed that the opponent's breath was not bad, not much worse than himself.

If you fight, the other party is the biggest threat.

However, with his strength, he has a great grasp to win Zhang Gufeng.

But he seemed to think of something, waved his hand, so that a few disciples should not act lightly. He rushed towards the Zhanggu wind road: "Both you and me want blood fruit.

Zhang Gufeng thought for a while.

This time, in addition to exploring a chance, it is also to sharpen the students of Wutongyuan, and nodded, "Yes."

He looked at a young man in white, and said: "Zhang Yuan, you can play by your representative Wutong Yuan, and do your best."

"yes."

Zhang Yuan walked out with a long gun.

And Lei He also sent a young swordsman, and the other party looked at Zhang Yuan a little lightly: "I heard that you are the first school in Daliang, but it has only decades since its establishment. How can it be comparable to my Xuanzong?"

Zhang Yuan did not respond to the other party, but just held the gun calmly.

The posture is not revealed, and there is no flaw.

The young swordsman failed to see his provocative strategy, and instead defeated the sword and fought with Zhang Yuan.

Swords and guns are constantly strike, sparks are shot, and they are sweeping.

In the end, Zhang Yuan shot a sword of the young swordsman, scored the long gun in front of the opponent's neck, and won the battle.

"You won, this blood fruit has returned to you."

Lei He did not regret it, and gave Zhang Gufeng a few people.

"Oh, acknowledge."

Zhang Gufeng put away the blood fruit and took people to leave.

Several people in the Bashan Jiange are a little unwilling, one of which is puzzled: "Elder Thunder, you can hardly seize blood fruit with your strength, why do you have to fight with them?"
Chapter completed!