"Stop!"

"Who is so bold?"

"Don't stop quickly, Tianxuan sacrifices, and those who trespass will die!"

……

Suddenly, I saw a large number of young people rushing out of the forest, and thirty or fifty warriors in ancient costumes suddenly flew out around the valley.

Yes, it was to fly out, like a martial arts master in a costume drama in a TV series, all holding all kinds of ice blades, blocking in front of everyone.

Everyone immediately clicked on the foot brake, stopped their figures, looked at each other a little foggy, and finally their eyes fell on the night shuai behind.

At this time, Ye Shuai and Pei Chengnan walked up.

"Ye Shao, you wait a minute, I'll go and explain to them. ”

Old Man Pei turned around and explained to the night handsome, and walked towards those warriors.

"We, the ancient martial arts relics sent by the Chinese government to participate in the big competition, please get out of the way and let me and others participate. ”

Old Man Pei was neither humble nor arrogant, and took out a text in his hand.

Among those samurai in ancient costumes, one person stepped forward, and the others were all in cyan costumes, but he was red, and he should be the leader of these samurai.

I saw that he casually took Pei Lao's Wen Jiàn and looked at it, then glanced at everyone contemptuously, and snorted coldly: "Wait!"

Then the samurai still stood like a wall, and did not show the slightest sign of getting out of the way.

"Hero, if we wait for the sacrifice to be completed, we won't be able to register for the big competition, look at this ......"

Old Man Pei's face was slightly unpleasant.

Although the martial arts of these people in front of him are not bad, but who is Old Man Pei? He is a master of entering the Holy Realm. But he endured it anyway.

"If there is less of this and that, let you wait, just wait honestly, which is so much. ”

The samurai clearly didn't pay attention to the people in front of him.

Pei Lao's face sank completely at this time, and he was just about to start teaching this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, when suddenly a hand grabbed him.

When he turned around, it turned out to be Ye Shuai.

"Pei Lao, why are you angry with the watchdog?!"

A wicked smile tugged at the corner of Ye Shuai's mouth, but his eyes were like the cold eyes of a falcon, and he glanced at the red-suited warrior.

Suddenly, the samurai felt a shudder.

However, this tremor only appeared for a moment and then disappeared.

The samurai was immediately annoyed by his cowardice, and immediately exuded a cold aura from his body, and his eyes looked coldly at Ye Shuai.

The two warriors beside him showed a hint of schadenfreude on their faces, and smiled secretly: This kid is finished, Captain Liu, the Iron Yama King who dares to offend them, will be crippled if he doesn't die.

The other samurai also had playful smiles on their faces, silently waiting for the blighted fate of this kid.

Finally, the red-clothed warrior moved, and in the eyes of everyone, this person instantly turned into a phantom, and circled behind Ye Shuai like a ghost, his feet were raised, and he leaned towards Ye Shuai's back waist.

Although this kick didn't use all his strength, if he kicked it, even if he didn't die, he would probably have to be crippled for life.

Because he is not an ordinary person, he is an ancient martial arts monk, and when he raises his hands and feet, he is the power of a thousand catties. This is also the reason why those samurai are so contemptuous of Yeshuai and the others.

The outstanding young people in China had already closed their eyes frightened by the scene in front of them, and secretly said that they had not yet participated in the competition, and the task was a failure.

However, two of these people moved, one to the left of the samurai and one to the right of the samurai.

The samurai didn't even pay any attention to their attacks, and his foot was still kicked at the Night Marshal.

Just when everyone guessed the following results and didn't dare or disdain to look at it, the form suddenly reversed today.

"Huh?"

The samurai's foot actually kicked in the air, yes, it was kicked in the air, and when there was still an inch left in the waist of the night handsome in his feet, the night shuai disappeared.

His disappearance is different from the disappearance of the samurai's phantom, he has truly disappeared.

What about people, people?

……

Just when he was stunned, the people who attacked him left and right had already arrived.

On the left is Lu Zichen of the Kunlun faction, and on the right is his junior brother Yang Peng, and the two did not kick, but punched the weakness of the red-clothed warrior at the same time.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Both hits!

The two of them were happy, originally the two didn't report the hope of hitting him, they just hoped to interfere with him, and then give Yeshuai more time to reflect.

But they actually hit.

In a hurry, the attack was fierce, and presumably this samurai would not be comfortable.

However, just when they were surprised, suddenly two punches slammed into the waists of the two of them.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

This time, they were smashed and vomited blood.

The samurai smiled contemptuously, "Fool, even you want to hurt me!"

Although he didn't find Ye Shuai and was taken aback for a while, Lu Zichen and Yang Peng's attacks immediately made him sober up.

So he took out his anger on them.

"You're the one who is stupid!"

"Click!"

"Ah~~~"

However, as soon as his words fell, a kick suddenly flew out of thin air and kicked firmly on his sternum, but the ribs that had just been attacked by Yang Peng and Lu Zichen were not broken, and at this time, three of them were shattered at once. At the same time, his body flew into the sky like a cannonball.

However, at this moment, suddenly another shadow rose up in the air, and then like a goalkeeper on a football field, he kicked it, and the red-clothed warrior who flew over instantly changed direction, and then smashed it towards the ground.

"Bang!"

Not far away, a large crater was smashed on the ground, and then the dust flew in an instant, and the man was quickly surrounded by dirt.

――――

Quiet!

Utter silence!

Whether it was the young talents on Huaxia's side or the warriors who were blocking the front, they were all shocked by this sudden and shocking method.

In the scene just now, most people didn't see what was going on because they closed their eyes, especially the scene where Yeshuai disappeared, and very few people saw it.

At this time, Ye Shuai fell to Yang Peng and Lu Zichen's side, took out a bottle of potion, and gave it to the two of them respectively.

And at this time, Qianying also fell to the ground, she was none other than Ye Shuai's personal female bodyguard Xia Lingwen.

The reason why he didn't rush over at the first time just now was to prepare to deal a fatal blow to this fire in the air, but he didn't expect Yang Peng and Lu Ziqiao to rush over first.

"Young master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, but these two guys have serious internal injuries. ”

After Ye Shuai finished giving them the potion, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I didn't expect the two dog legs to be collected, and at a critical time, they would really help themselves.

Yang Peng and Lu Zichen woke up slowly, and when they saw that Ye Shuai was fine, they both smiled.

"Young master, are we two dogs qualified?"

The fat man Lu Zichen is really a person who protects his shortcomings, just like when he protected Yang Peng, once Yeshuai makes him approve, he will risk his life to help him.

Along the way, Yang Peng received a call from his parents for safety, and received a waiver of part of the donation amount, and also returned a lot of money to them, which made the two grateful to Yeshuai from the bottom of their hearts.

Therefore, when they meet on this trip to ancient martial arts, they must be qualified dogs and legs of the night handsome

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