A storm caused by the snow-white beast is about to be staged at the gate of Yuri City.

The guards at the city gate turned a blind eye to this, and had an attitude of watching the play.

Nothing is in their charge when they leave the Imperial Sun City.

I saw that the middle-aged man in the lead had a cruel smile on his face, first glanced at Zhu Lushan and his mount, with a slight doubt in his eyes, and then set his eyes on Xiao Yu.

"Boy, let you bully more people!

With a wave of the wooden stick in his hand, the more than twenty strong men he brought with him shouted loudly.

"When did we bully you?" Sky Wolf Zi was quite speechless, "If you want to fight, come here, I'll beat you ten by one!"

With a wave of his arm, the aqua-blue wolf's head appeared behind him, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The middle-aged man put a stick on his shoulder, and said viciously: "Don't talk nonsense, hand over the snow-white beast!"

Qiuqiu looked at his fierce appearance from afar, pouted, and drilled into Duan Yuxi's arms again.

Duan Yuxi gently stroked it, and her beautiful eyes burst into coldness.

Xiao Yu sighed helplessly, ignored the middle-aged man, but turned his head to Zhu Lushan and said, "Just send the adults here, the adults will go to the city first, it seems that ...... We still have some things to attend to. ”

Zhu Lushan smiled, shook the fat and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll wait for you little friends on the side." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the reins, and the blazing dragon horse under the seat carried him not far away, waiting to watch the play.

"Fat pig, I advise you to get out of here as soon as possible, I won't be silent for a while, I don't care if I squeeze out your fat oil!" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhu Lushan again, looking at the latter's nouveau riche dress, quite disdainful.

In his opinion, this may be a soil bun from which vassal country, and he came to the imperial capital to pretend to be magnificent.

The middle-aged man sneered disdainfully in his heart, who in this Imperial Sun City could be richer than their Ye family?

Listening to the middle-aged man's insulting remarks to Zhu Lushan, Xiao Yu and the others' expressions instantly became exciting, and they looked at him as if they were looking at a dead person.

Zhu Lushan is the most important guest of the imperial capital, and he is the agent of the Jubao Pavilion in the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, and the middle-aged people actually call him "fat pig......

"Dude, you can think about it in your heart, why do you have to say it. Xiao Yu thought in his heart, and almost couldn't help laughing.

Over there, Zhu Lushan was not angry, but just nodded at the middle-aged man, and the smile on his face was even more kind.

"One last reminder to you!" the middle-aged man pointed at Xiao Yu with a stick in his hand, and shouted impatiently, "If you want to enter the city safely, give me that little beast!"

Qiuqiu was really annoyed when he heard that he was being scolded as a little brute, and his little paw pointed at the middle-aged man and shouted, "Bad guy!"

Xiao Yu jumped down from the back of the chickpeus, blocking the view of the ball.

His expression was calm, he looked at the middle-aged man and the group of strong men behind him, and said lightly: "Little brutes, I only see you brutes!"

Sky Wolf Zi and the others also jumped down from the back of the chickpeus and patted the buttocks of the chickpeas, these chickpeas were psychic, and they stayed aside.

Only Duan Yuxi was still sitting still, gently stroking Qiuqiu's little head with her slender hand.

"Sharp-toothed boy, dare to go against us, I see that you are all impatient!

With the middle-aged man's order, those strong men with five big and three thick men rushed up with sticks.

In fact, the cultivation of these people is quite good, and the lowest ones have the cultivation realm of the martial artist Eight Heavens, which can also see the overall level of martial arts cultivation in the Imperial Sun City.

Now among the disciples of the three sects, Mo Luo and Liang Bao have both stepped into the realm of martial artists, plus Tian Wolf Zi and Duan Yuxi, they are a strong force at the level of four martial artists.

The one with the lowest cultivation is Xiao Yu, he has stayed at the peak of the Nine Heavens of Martial Arts for a long time, and sometimes the Heavenly Wolf Zi and others are also wondering, with Xiao Yu's qualifications, why hasn't he been promoted to a martial artist?

"It must be because I'm not as smart as you!"

Xiao Yu used this explanation at that time to stifle the curiosity of Tianluozi and the others.

Now this group of people rushed up, Tian Luzi and Mo Liang stood directly forward, and the majestic power of the martial arts realm came out of the body, and before they could make a move, they had already pressed some of them into a lack of qi and blood, and their legs and feet were sore!

"Martial Master?" Seeing that Tianluzi and the others were already in the realm of martial artists at such a young age, the middle-aged man's eyelids trembled, but he still sneered to himself, "What if you are already a martial artist? In this Imperial Sun City, it is not your turn to go wild!"

As soon as his words fell, he saw that several equally majestic coercions instantly erupted among the people he brought, and they were also in the realm of martial artists!

"Beat me hard, I just want that little brute!" The middle-aged man said with a cruel smile, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Duan Yuxi sitting in Yingying, with a coveted glint in his eyes, "This woman is not bad, catch her and sacrifice her to the head of the family together!"

The martial artists it brought flicked their sticks and smashed them at the sky wolf and the others.

"The toad wants to eat swan meat, look at grandpa, I won't beat your out!" The wolf son was the first to swell with anger, and he was not afraid in the face of several martial artists joining forces, and one arm did not fall behind at all.

He is now a cultivator of the Martial Master Double Heaven, and these people brought by the middle-aged man are all in the realm of the Martial Master One Heavy Heaven, so although he is facing three or five people at the same time, he does not have the upper hand.

Liang Bao and Mo Luo also joined the battle group, and each faced two people.

The scene suddenly danced with aura, and the murderous machine was awe-inspiring.

The middle-aged man brought a total of six martial artists, and the remaining ten were all high-level martial cultivators, and they surrounded the disciples of the three sects and attacked them in groups.

Although the cultivation of Tian Luzi and the others was much purer than these people, after all, two fists were invincible to four hands, and after beating five or six martial artists who flew out, they quickly fell under the onslaught of the martial arts powerhouses.

"His grandmother's, it's really more people and less bullying people!" the wolf cursed viciously, flying fiercely with a wolf's head in one arm.

"Young master, these people want to kill us!" Moro dodged a blow from his back in a frightening way, and slammed his elbow into the front door of the sneak attacker.

"Damn, I don't know if I can kill people in this place close to Yuri City, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill them ruthlessly!" Liang Bao directly punched and smashed an oncoming wooden stick.

But when the wooden sticks were smashed one after another, the sneak attacks from the left and right behind them became more and more insidious each time, and the three of them were tired of coping, so they had to shout loudly unwillingly and helplessly:

"Xiao Yu, come and help!"

From the beginning of the war to the present, Xiao Yu has been standing behind and has not moved his hand.

"Sky Wolf, didn't you say you were going to fight ten?" Xiao Yu smiled, still joking with Sky Wolf, "I don't dare to steal your limelight." ”

"His grandmother's bear! Who would have thought that so many martial artists would pop up, as if the martial artists didn't want money!"

Mo Luo also shouted on the side: "Xiao Yu, come and help, it's so tiring to deal with so many people!"

This scene really surprised him a little in the eyes of the middle-aged people watching the battle.

You must know that what he brought out this time was a full six martial artists of the First Heavy Heaven, plus the remaining dozen or so high-level martial artists, it was really a strong combat force.

However, it is simply unbelievable that these young people have held out for so long with fewer enemies and more enemies, and they seem to have more than enough energy.

Seeing that they began to ask Xiao Yu for help who had not yet made a move, the middle-aged man said coldly: "It's useless to shout at anyone! Everyone work hard, and give me all these hairy boys!"

The offensive around Tianluzi and the others was much more fierce again, and a few people broke up and rushed towards Xiao Yu!

"Damn it, it's impossible to be a vegetarian!" The wolf son was aroused to be ferocious, and his men used ruthless force, and immediately beat a warrior to death by vomiting blood.

The middle-aged man was furious, and commanded viciously from behind: "Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter!"

The battle situation became more and more anxious and dangerous, and both sides were ruthless in their fists and feet, but Zhulu Mountain, who was standing on the side, did not move, and it was a relish to watch.

Occasionally, someone was beaten to him, spit blood and stood up, looking at Zhulu Mountain, which was like a mountain of meat, with a fierce look in his eyes.

At this time, Zhu Lushan always smiled with Xidi, looking in awe.

So the people who came did not embarrass him, picked up the stick and continued to rush into the battle.

Two strong men with sticks, one left and one right, rushed straight towards Xiao Yu!

One of these two people is a martial artist and the other is a martial artist Jiuzhongtian, and they are full of majestic power.

Xiao Yu stood in place, not taking half a step back, and the momentum of the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Martial Arts slowly rose.

Feeling the aura of cultivation on Xiao Yu's body, the middle-aged man in the distance sneered disdainfully, the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Martial Artist?

"Fight against us, blame you for not having eyes!" the menacing One Heavy Heaven Martial Master sneered, and smashed the stick in his hand towards Xiao Yu's head.

The Nine Heavenly Warriors next to him also followed, and the sticks shook up the sound of fierce winds.

Xiao Yu, who had not moved, finally moved.

Seeing what subtle moves he had, or what majestic aura he swayed, Xiao Yu simply waved his left hand and drew a mysterious trajectory.

Syllable!

He directly slapped the two martial artists in front of him in the face.

The two of them were stunned, and suddenly spun in circles, and the sticks in their hands flew somewhere.

Xiao Yu looked at the stupid appearance of the two of them, smiled lightly, and walked straight between the two: "Borrowed, borrowed!"

The wind brought up by his body lifted the two of them again, and they turned around for an unknown number of times, until they were dizzy and dizzy, and then collapsed to the ground.

The wind rose in an instant, and then stopped in an instant.

Xiao Yu swept past the group of strong men, and everyone slapped him firmly.

Whether it was a martial artist of the Nine Heavens or a martial artist of the First Heaven, there was no power to fight back in front of him.

There seemed to be a strange power in his left hand, and everyone couldn't control their bodies, so they couldn't help but hit it, and then his cheek made heavy contact with it.

There was a "pop" sound in the field, which was as lively as firecrackers set off during the New Year.

When there were only three one-heaven martial artists left in the group of house slaves brought by the middle-aged man, they shrank back to back, looking at Xiao Yu and the others who were gradually surrounding them in horror.

Xiao Yu, Tian Luzi, Mo Luo, and Liang Leopard lived separately and sealed their retreat to death.

The three martial artists, one who was only a martial artist and was not inferior to a martial artist, was looking at them with bad intentions.

They only felt that their legs and feet were sore, and they couldn't afford the slightest thought of resisting, and stammered:

"You ...... Don't bully too much!"