Yu Wuwei thought about it for a while, didn't he return the text to carry the Tao? The defense of that blank piece of paper is invincible, even if it can't defeat the other party, it can guarantee that the other party can't help himself.

So, Yu Wuwei deliberately pretended to groan again and again, and then reluctantly took away the wind gourd, magic staff, and twilight drum.

"Okay, I promise you, you don't need any magic weapons. ”

"Do nothing, don't!"

Zhou Mingjun was anxious when he heard this, and immediately stopped him in a hurry.

"Grandma, it doesn't matter, the head of the family is just testing my physique, will he kill me?"

Yu Wuwei turned his head and looked at his grandmother with a smile, secretly moved by the presence of such a grandmother, and then he looked at Yu Bo and said, "Family master, is mine right?"

When Yu Bo heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, feeling that this guy seemed to be really relying on monsters to be so strong, and he was nothing without monsters, and his heart had already been murderous, but he pretended to be very kind and said: "Of course, but if you are too weak, forget it, as long as you admit that your physique is not good, you don't need to compare." ”

"Am I admitting that my physique is not good, so that we can recognize our ancestors and return to our ancestors?"

"Of course you can, as long as you dedicate the three monsters just now to the family, as for your other monsters you can keep for yourself, how about it, I have already given up a lot, you think about it. ”

"Forget it, I still want to try my martial physique, it shouldn't be too bad. ”

"Alas-well, in fact, this is the first time I've shot a junior for a junior. ”

Yu Bo sighed, and in the next moment, the momentum on his body suddenly rose, and the coercion of the Tribulation Realm rolled out, and the phantom of a big hand suddenly appeared in the sky above the hall, shrouding Yu Wuwei's head.

"Wait!"

Yu Fengyun suddenly shouted, his figure swept quickly, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand, and stood in front of Yu Wuwei.

"Huh?"

Yu Bo's eyes froze, and he hurriedly stopped the big hand he wanted to grab, and looked at his son suspiciously: "Fengyun, what are you going to do?"

"As an elder, the head of the family is not suitable to do anything with him, if he is defeated, he will not be reconciled, I am the same as him, I am willing to compete with him, as long as he wins, he can understand the problem better, right?"

Yu Fengyun was also jealous of the wind gourd before, and when he heard that Yu Wuwei was restricted from using the monsters, he already had a plan in his heart, and wanted to take the three monsters with his own hands.

So there is this scene at this moment.

"He's challenging for the position of head of the family, even if you come up and defeat him, he may not be convinced, right?"

Yu Bo didn't understand what his son was thinking, and he also wanted to be fulfilled, so he looked at Yu Wuwei after finishing.

"Hehe, the key is whether you are convinced?"

Yu Wuwei smiled and shook his head: "After all, his cultivation is much lower than you, the head of the family, of course I am willing to fight against him, but in case I win the conversation, are you willing to give up the position of the head of the family?"

"Hmph! Hugh had to say wildly, what kind of identity is the head of the family, can you challenge it? If you want to challenge him, you must first pass my level. ”

Yu Fengyun directly denied the results of the competition, even if he lost, his father could still make a move.

I have to, this Yu Fengyun really deserves to be the first talent in the family, and his wisdom is also very extraordinary.

"Alas!"

Yu Wuwei sighed lightly, and looked at Yu Fengyun with the corners of his mouth curled: "However, yours is right, if you win you, first of all, your title as the first talent will belong to me, and then I will challenge the head of the family as the first talent, which seems to be more justifiable, right!"

"It's not a lip service, let's see the real chapter in your hands!"

Yu Fengyun snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand was raised casually.

"Stop!"

Yu Wuwei suddenly shouted.

"What, scared?"

"Look at your father first, this big hand is still hanging above his head, you want father and son to join forces?"

"Oh!"

Yu Bo was stunned when he heard this, his face turned red, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm.

Attracted by the two sons, Yu Bo really forgot about it this time, but Yu Wuwei grabbed the handle, and the key was pointed out, which caused everyone to misunderstand, damaged his image as the head of the family, and hated Wuwei even more in his heart.

Yu Wuwei doesn't care whether the other party hates or not, anyway, the other party has never been soft on his own line.

"Brother Wuwei, show your weapons!"

"Why do you need weapons to deal with you?"

"Okay, I've seen a crazy person, I haven't seen such a crazy person, this is your own death, then you can't blame me!"

Yu Fengyun was looking forward to him not using weapons, if he really took out a weapon that was higher than his holy weapon, wouldn't it be sad?

The first talent of the younger generation of the Yu family, the Yuan Infant Realm is powerful and cultivated, and with the help of the Holy Weapon Meteor Sword, the general distraction realm is not an opponent.

"Meteor Sword Technique!"

Zhou Mingjun's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

The Meteor Sword Technique is the supreme sword technique of the Yu family, and under normal circumstances, only the strong people of the family who have reached the Tribulation Realm can be qualified to cultivate, but as the son of the head of the family, he actually refined this set of sword techniques in private, which is definitely against the clan rules.

But who makes the family the son of the head of the family, the first talent of the family? Even if he knows that he violates the rules of the family, who can do anything?

However, in order to deal with his grandson, he now disregarded public opinion and displayed this set of swordsmanship.

Zhou Mingjun, Yu Defu, Yu Degui, and many people in the veteran group frowned slightly, but no one spoke, and they all looked at the venue with full attention.

Known as the first talent in the family, with the help of holy weapons, and secretly learned the highest level of swordsmanship in the family, can Yu Wuwei resist it? Will he be killed instantly?

This is a psychological question for most people at the moment.

Only the two old men, Yu Defu and Yu Degui, glanced at each other, and there was no worry in their eyes, but the light flickered, staring closely into the depths of the light curtain.

Yu Wuwei saw the sword light like a meteor shower surging towards him, and hundreds of millions of divine consciousness instantly poured out like ocean waves, and hundreds of thousands of divine consciousness particles surged on each sword light, and the transfer technique was unfolded, and the sword light was simply diverted out of thin air.

In Bei Rao's eyes, he saw that a sword light sphere had formed around Yu Wuwei's body, shining brightly, stagnating for a moment, and then like a super powerful flashlight, all the sword light suddenly shot straight at Yu Fengyun.

The sword light seemed to transcend time, penetrated the void, and instantly reflected towards the wind and clouds, causing his face to change dramatically in an instant, and he hurriedly waved the meteor sword to block it.

"Dingding...... Dangdangdang......"

A dense metal crash resounded through the hall, and in less than half a breath, the sound stopped abruptly and the sword light disappeared.

In people's sight, Yu Fengyun's face was dull, standing quietly on the curtain.

"Choke!"

The meteor sword fell to the ground, splashing a few wisps of firelight, and the tip of the sword plunged into the hard bluestone ground, and the sword body and hilt shook incessantly.

Yu Bo's heart sank, and in his astonished gaze, the clothes on Yu Fengyun's chest fell down, revealing flesh and blood.

Yu Fengyun seemed to be stunned for a while, looked down, looked sluggish, and slowly looked up at Yu Wuwei, who was light and smiling on the opposite side, as if talking to himself, "Why are you so strong?"

Yu Wuwei shook his head and sighed: "You are the first talent, too weak!"

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