"Commander, captain of the mighty camp, beijianhan wants to see you!"


    At this time, the winged snake outside the camp reported.


    "Many of the people who came to see me these days are very domineering. This person behaves well and doesn''t look arrogant at all. It''s interesting to report honestly through the winged snake!"


    Luo Zheng''s mind moved, and Yun transformed mu Xuanguang to look outside the camp.


    At this sight, his face was immediately frozen and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.


    Luo Zheng saw that standing outside the camp, a young man in a black Taoist robe, wearing a gold crown, was tall and straight, and his momentum was like a cloud sword, revealing a fierce temperament, as if he wanted to cut through the world!


    "Bei Jianhan, this man has a strong cultivation. Although he is only a small light territory, his strength is much higher than those I have seen before!"


    At the moment of seeing this person, Luo Zheng felt a tight heart. He immediately knew that the comer was an expert, and his strength was much better than chimeng.


    "Let him in!"


    However, in an instant, Luo Zheng''s mind was restored to peace, like an ancient well without waves.


    The door of the tent opened and the golden crown youth came in.


    After entering the door, he looked straight ahead and walked slowly. His breath was surprisingly stable. It seemed that he was the master and the commander of the scouting camp in this camp!


    Momentum, a natural superior momentum, arises spontaneously from this person!


    It seems that no matter what the status of the people in front of him, no matter the princes, generals, emperors, gods, demons and Buddhas, they are not in his eyes!


    This is an invisible momentum of oppression, without any power, but directed at the heart of the people!


    Under the momentum of golden crown youth, anyone can''t help feeling inferior to him!


    "Are you beijianhan? Sit down!"


    However, Luo Zheng didn''t seem to have any feeling. He sat like a clock, put his palm at will and said.


    The momentum created by the golden crown youth was immediately dissolved and disappeared when Luo Zheng responded at will!


    In the face of this person''s invisible momentum, Luo Zheng did not mess at all, did not scold rudeness, nor suppressed it with the power of the commander, but was indifferent to it, as if he could not see the other party''s hegemony at all.


    "Are you Luo Zheng? It seems that you are really not an ordinary person. I heard that you are an ordinary casual martial artist. You came from an ordinary background. I don''t think so!"


    The unexpected color in beijianhan''s eyes flashed away and said, "however, I''m too lazy to explore your origin. Now I''ll give you a chance to submit to me!"


    "Surrender?"


    Luo Zheng showed a funny expression. He didn''t expect that Bei Jianhan would be so direct as soon as he came up and would accept him.


    "Yes, I didn''t want to take your interest, because your cultivation is too weak. It''s pitifully weak. Although I don''t know what tricks to use, I even got the trust of Princess Baoyan, it''s not worth mentioning in front of absolute strength!"


    Beijianhan said faintly, "but now I find that you are a talented person and can ignore the great method of frightening the soul and calming the mind I put forward, so I decided to take you in and train you into an expert, who can be used as an arm in the future!"


    Every sentence and word of beijianhan showed a high and overlooking taste, as if giving a great benefit.


    "The great method of frightening the soul and calming the mind? I see. I thought it was your own momentum. It seems that I think too much of you."


    Luo Zheng said with a sudden look on his face.


    "Luo Zheng, you probably don''t know my identity yet, so I can stand your rudeness."


    Beijianhan''s eyes were cold, and then he said faintly: "I believe that when you know my identity, you will naturally choose to surrender."


    "What if not?"


    Luo Zheng still has a plain face.


    "If not, you are stubborn and a stupid man. There will be no pity for me to kill you!"


    Beijianhan''s tone seemed to say that he was going to crush an mole ant.


    "Then you don''t have to say, even if you are the Western King Buddha, the evil devil emperor and the God King of heaven, I can''t surrender. What''s more, you are nothing. Go out and don''t waste your time!"


    Luo Zheng smiled, as if he heard a joke that was not very funny. He said casually, "as for your disrespect, please write it down for the time being. If you commit it again next time, you will never forgive!"


    "Damn you!"


    Beijianhan''s patience has reached the extreme. Suddenly, with a big hand, his arm seemed to stretch a hundred feet in a moment and grabbed directly at Luo Zheng''s head!


    He did it directly and did not show any real yuan, but directly showed his physical strength. He didn''t pay attention to Luo Zheng at all!


    This is absolute confidence and naked disregard!


    However, no matter how long beijianhan''s arm stretched, it was a foot away from Luo Zheng and couldn''t touch him at all.


    "Hmm! It''s an array! It turns out that you are an array mage. No wonder you get the attention of Zhiyi and Baoyan!"


    Bei Jianhan showed an unexpected look on his face, then took back his palm and stared at Luo Zheng, "yes, your identity as a mage saved your life. Originally, you were so rude to me, I should crush you directly, but there was a lack of a mage among my men, so you still have a chance to live!"


    "Really? It''s a pity that you don''t have a chance. Originally, I thought you were an expert and useful to Yao Qingyan. I''m not going to care about your rudeness. But if you hit me, there''s no way!"


    Luo Zheng smiled as like as two peas. He was just like the North sword cold. There was no real fluctuation.


    Beijian is cold and arrogant. He doesn''t care about Luo Zheng at all, but Luo Zheng is even more crazy. He directly treats him in his own way!


    However, when beijianhan just made a move, it was the change of the wind and cloud and the vibration of heaven and earth, which seemed to move the power of heaven and earth!


    When Luo Zheng put his hand out, it was soft and seemed to have no strength at all.


    "Hum, I don''t know how to live or die! Then I''ll waste your arm first, and then slowly subdue you!"


    Beijianhan looked contemptuous on his face, immediately sneered, took back his big hand and held it out directly towards Luo Zheng''s palm.


    Boom, boom!


    Two powerful palms, five fingers strong open, just collided with each other.


    Beijianhan''s palm is strong and powerful. It seems that it can crack the world and turn the world around!


    And Luo Zheng is a lot weaker and soft.


    In contrast with the northern sword cold, it can only be described as having no strength to bind chickens!


    The two palms collided with each other directly. Beijianhan smiled grimly. He grabbed Luo Zheng''s palm and pinched it hard!