"Boom!" The figures of the two martial artists suddenly turned into two virtual shadows and rushed towards Zhuang Yichen. www.biquge.info One of them turned into a roaring tiger, and the other turned into a lone wolf under the moon, killing endlessly.

"Damn, despicable!" Su Li and the others, as well as the rest of the lifters and talents, scolded in unison, and immediately wrote a protective battle poem Daqingshan absolutely blessed Zhuang Yichen.

However, the attack speed of the martial arts warrior-level powerhouse was much faster than that of the writing of the lifting person, and the phantom shadows of the green mountains had just condensed, and the tiger roar and wolf claws had already reached Zhuang Yichen's chest and abdomen.

This is just a few breaths, and even a jinshi of the same level may not be able to achieve perfect protection.

And Xia Wufeng had secretly completed the offensive battle poem at this time, and a golden spear appeared out of thin air, rushing with the sound of wind and thunder.

The three powerhouses joined forces to besiege Zhuang Yichen, and it was a surprise attack, and there were exclamations for a while.

"Looking for death!" Zhuang Yichen's eyes appeared with Sen Ran's killing intent, and the bear play of the third realm was instantly stimulated, only to see a purple giant bear suddenly appear in front of him, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Xiong Opera is a martial art of the Supreme Palace, and after the third realm, it has already suppressed the country! And Xiong Opera is best at the power of defense, even if he is a teacher, he can also use it to block some time.

"Bang bang!" the three of them attacked the purple giant bear at the same time, but it only made its huge body tremble a few times, and its color faded.

"What kind of martial arts is this, how can it be possible to stop the might of the three of us joining forces!" Xia Wufeng was extremely shocked in his heart, is this the strength that a martial artist can show?

"It's like a fantasy!" Zhuang Yichen stabbed out lightly with a sword, with a strange and inexplicable power of illusion.

The figures of the two warriors suddenly appeared, looked at each other, and suddenly roared and fought like street hooligans.

And Xia Wufeng was farther away, and hurriedly burned a jade page with his talent, and was quickly protected by a cloud of light.

"What's going on, why are these two warriors fighting on their own?"

"Is it the conscience that has been discovered?"

"Hey, they seem to have fallen for some kind of illusion!" At this time, many people began to discuss, with excitement on their faces.

As soon as Zhuang Yichen appeared, these proudly powerful Chu people immediately became grandsons, full of ugliness.

"It's worthy of being a genius that has only been produced in my Yan Kingdom for thousands of years, the Three Holy Martial Artists!" Many people looked at Zhuang Yichen's eyes with fanaticism, and some people even began to consider whether to marry the granddaughter of the family to Zhuang Yichen as a concubine.

Such a promising figure, maybe he can become a martial arts half-saint in the future, even if he is his concubine, it is extremely noble.

"Hmph, dare to defy the oracle, what a madman, you will kill him!" At this time, in the welcoming team of the Chu State, a man in Tsing Yi who seemed to have an ordinary face suddenly snorted angrily.

In mid-air, a huge killing word suddenly appeared, and then shattered into countless tiny fragments, surrounding Zhuang Yichen.

"What kind of power is this? I can't move my whole body! By the way, this must be the power of the writer's legal theory!" Zhuang Yichen's face changed greatly, he didn't expect the people of the Chu State to be so shameless, and there was also a writer hidden in the welcoming team to kill himself.

The face and clothes of the man in green clothes changed greatly at this time, and his expression was set off more and more majestic by a scarlet robe.

"Oh no!" Zhuang Yichen sighed lightly in his heart, and Tao Lisi in the martial hall shouted: "Let me come out quickly!"

At this time, this seems to be the only way, although Toris can only come out for ten breaths, but with her magic saint ability, it is enough to solve this killing situation.

"The dignified writer openly attacked and killed the martial arts genius of my Yan Kingdom, is there no one in the Chu Kingdom when I am Yan Kingdom!" A long laugh suddenly rose, and from among the ordinary people, a blue sword light flew out.

Zhuang Yichen heard that this was the voice of Chen Shirong, the Venerable of the Northern Metropolitan Mansion, and immediately waited to see what was going on! It turned out that the officials of the Northern Metropolitan Prefecture did not ignore it, but chose to protect it in secret.

Zhuang Yichen's heart was slowly flowing, this Yan country did have a place worthy of his future protection.

The azure sword light suddenly swept through a brilliant light, destroying all the fragments of the killing word, and then hovered in front of Zhuang Yichen, awe-inspiring.

"Lord Fuzun!"

"The Deputy Mansion Lord is also here!" said many literati in surprise, with excitement on their faces.

Originally, I complained that the government didn't do anything, but I didn't expect the parents and officials of the Northern Capital Mansion to come early.

All the officials have returned to their original appearance, and the first one is undoubtedly Chen Shirong. I saw him nodding at Zhuang Yichen with a smile and said, "This mansion is here, you don't need to worry about it!"

"Thank you and all of you!" Zhuang Yichen thanked him! He is even higher than Chen Shirong, but in terms of strength, he is too far behind.

Chen Shirong was also in a cold sweat, if Zhuang Yichen didn't show up today, he would really have to fall into a difficult choice.

If he sat back and watched Wan'er being forcibly married, then his reputation would also be stinky! But if he stopped it, it would obviously offend a demi-saint. Although he is a literary hero, a demi-saint cannot be killed in vain, but the thought of that result still makes his scalp tingle.

And Zhuang Yichen's appearance was the best result for him! No matter how good a demi-saint is, it is impossible to be greater than the rituals of the human race! If even if he marries by force, the foundation of the human race will be completely destroyed.

"Chen Shirong, do you want to be an enemy of my Chu State and Xia Sheng?" The faces of the college students of the Chu State were shrouded in chaos, and they couldn't be distinguished. However, the sonorous color in that voice, the sound of gold and stone, makes people feel like they are obedient to their orders.

"The Chu State connived at the children of the Xia family in broad daylight to forcibly marry the Duchess of Yan Guoguo, and intended to murder the loyal and brave Duke Zhuang Yichen, is it really that I have no one in the Chu State?" Chen Shirong smiled coldly and retorted.

"Zhuang Yichen disobeys the holy oracle, and the crime cannot be punished!" said the writer gloomily.

"Shut up, how could Xia Sheng make such a chaotic life, it must be you who fabricated the holy oracle and did something wrong!" Chen Shirong shouted.

His words brought the golden voice of the writer, coupled with the uprightness of his heart, full of incomparable majesty, which made the writers of the Chu State speechless.

"If that's not the case, why would Your Excellency hide your true face!" said an official beside Chen Shirong.

Countless pairs of angry eyes immediately fell on the writer's body, making him feel the thorns all over his body.

It was in the eyes of the scribes, warriors, and ordinary people from the Northern Metropolitan Prefecture.

At this time, the two martial artists had already regained their senses, and retreated to Xia Wufeng's side, looking at Zhuang Yichen with extremely jealous eyes.

"Hmph, the Northern Capital Mansion also dares to brush off Xia Sheng's intentions, it's really audacious!" The writer of the Chu State seemed to have no fear.