Zhang Sheng is also a good man, even if he suffers from Ling Chi's pain, he doesn't say a word. The people who have come out of the battlefield have a never-say-die stubbornness in their bones. But the more stubborn Zhang Sheng is, the more he can stimulate Wang Lang's bloodthirsty desire.

Wang Lang toyed with Zhang Sheng, like a cat and mouse, and a knife slashed through his body. Not only was blood sprinkled in the palace square, but a lot of slices of meat were dropped. Several women sitting on both sides turned their heads in unison when they saw the bloody scene.

Wang Lang's flesh and blood were blurred, like a bloody man, the pestle was on the knife in his hand, crumbling, the knife in his hand was on the ground, it looked so scary.

Seeing this scene, the emperor could see that it had been achieved. But as You Zai's father's brows became deeper and deeper, the emperor knew that it was not too much, otherwise, if he ended up with a cruel and unjustified image in You Zai's father's heart, he would inevitably have some trouble in the future.

So, he interrupted: "Stop." ”

The emperor's words fell, and a cold light flashed in Wang Lang's eyes, and the crutch knife in his hand quickly wiped Zhang Sheng's neck.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhu Po roared angrily, and the wine glass in his hand flew out with a "bang" and hit Wang Lang's crutch.

"Boom!" Wine glasses burst.

After all, it was the Nine Veins Martial Artist who made a move, and even a fragile wine glass was enough to shake the knife in Wang Lang's hand.

The wine glass flew out, Zhu Po was worried about his life, and he flashed in front of Wang Lang. However, as a general, he was a little measured after all, and he did not make a move against Wang Lang. Just took Zhang Sheng and left.

"Will ...... General, I'm sorry! ”

Zhu Po's cold face showed a hint of gentleness: "You are amazing." ”

As he spoke, he handed Zhang Sheng to the soldiers behind him and asked them to take Zhang Sheng to heal.

The third prince of the Qin State curled his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since the Han Kingdom has been defeated, I don't know ...... Who is Datang going to send to fight? ”

The emperor looked around at the officials, his eyes fell on a military general, and said, "Vice General Liao, why don't you go up and have a try." ”

After seeing Wang Lang's cruelty, Vice President Liao lost the three souls of the seven spirits, and the big beads of sweat fell on his forehead, and he hurriedly said: "Qiyu...... Your Majesty, the weather has been getting warmer recently, and the ministers are ...... I didn't adapt to it, so I contracted the wind and cold, and I couldn't cope with it. After speaking, Vice General Liao buried his head on the ground, sincerely afraid.

The emperor glanced at him coldly, and said without being salty, "Stand down." However, since you are not feeling well, you should go home and recuperate so as not to get seriously ill. ”

Vice General Liao complained bitterly in his heart, the emperor's words, which seemed to be caring, actually removed him.

After the emperor finished speaking, when he saw one of the commanders of the Yulin Army, he said, "Since he can't do it, then it's up to you to go." ”

With the experience of Vice General Liao, the commander knew that he had to go up, so he walked out of the field.

Xu is fight just now made him feel stunned, and it was only three or five rounds, and there were a few cuts on his body. This commander also knows that the other party is ruthless, ruthless, and so bloodthirsty and killing, if he continues to fight, it is very likely that his life will be lost. Immediately made a false move, reflexively retreated, knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the minister admits defeat." ”

After the commander finished speaking, the emperor was silent, watching him kneel on the ground, the emperor smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then you retreat." ”

After the two battles, Wang Lang's body was already stained with the blood of others, and with bloodthirsty eyes, he looked extremely terrifying.

"Who else wants to fight?"

Behind him, Yaya suddenly said, "Xianggong." ”

Hearing Yaya call him, Mo Fei was obviously stunned for a moment, because he understood that Yaya meant to fight with this person. Mo Fei hesitated, and Yaya shouted again: "Xianggong." ”

shouted twice in a row, Li Yanqi also found that something was wrong, turned his head, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

Mo Fei and Yaya didn't speak, falling into an eerie silence. Li Yanqi looked at the strange two.

After a while, Mo Fei nodded, and Yaya picked up the big black iron rod from the ground and stepped forward.

After seeing Wang Lang's horror and cruelty, everyone had palpitations, and the six-vein martial artists present knew that they were not opponents, so they all kept their mouths shut. At this time, a little girl came out of the middle of the wine table inexplicably, and they were all stunned.

Although Yaya is very delicate, her expressionless face is full of indifference. In addition, he was dressed in black, which looked a little out of place.

"Isn't that the Yahuan beside you? What is she going to do? ”

"I heard that she knows martial arts, so she doesn't want to fight Wang Lang, right?"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

With the sudden appearance of Yaya, everyone focused their eyes on Yaya.

Li Yanqi looked at Yaya worriedly and asked, "Are you sure you want her to compete with Wang Lang?" ”

"She rarely begs me."

Mo Fei heard Li Yanqi's worries, but he didn't explain. He knows Yaya's strength better than Yaya herself. He knew, he understood, among all the people present, except for Tao Gufu who shot with all his might, the rest of the people had no way to kill the real girl.

So...... He is not worried about Yaya's life.

I saw a young girl walking in the palace square. The emperor looked in the direction where the girl was coming and said dissatisfiedly: "Huai'an, what's the matter with her?" ”

"Father, she is willing to fight with Wang Lang."

"Nonsense, above the palace banquet, how can it be child's play." The Emperor scolded.

"Father's ......"

Fu Tianyi interrupted Li Yanqi's words and said with a smile: "Since this woman has the courage, let him try." Tang Huang rest assured, Wang Lang will definitely let her go. ”

Will Wang Lang let it, Fu Tianyi doesn't know, he only knows whether this girl is a five-vein martial artist or a person who is Mo Fei. If Wang Lang killed this woman here, could it be with Emperor Tang...... Will you be suspicious?

When the emperor saw Fu Tian speak, even if he was dissatisfied, but the other party had already said so, and if he interfered with it, it would be unkind.

At the beginning of the competition, everyone's hearts were pinched together, one was a bloodthirsty and murderous person, and the other was a slender and weak woman. I don't know what kind of fierce fights will erupt at that time.

However, from the very beginning, Wang Lang and Yaya stood motionless, Yaya was vigilant against Wang Lang, and Wang Lang was also on guard against Yaya.

The crutch knife in Wang Lang's hand never hesitated, but when he met the little girl in front of him, he hesitated, and the knife hesitated. Just because the woman in front of him gave him an even more terrifying feeling, he didn't know what the end would be after the crutch in his hand was used.

Seeing that the two of them were motionless, someone around them muttered, "Hey! This big man, why didn't he move? You won't be intimidated by a little girl. ”

Not only did these students and officials not understand, but even Fu Tianyi, Xingzong and others were puzzled. It stands to reason that Wang Lang's strength is more than enough even against a seven-vein martial artist, but the girl in front of him is only a five-vein martial artist, and there is a tendency to crush her in the realm. So...... Why didn't Wang Lang make a move?

Wang Lang looked at Yaya and asked inexplicably, "Where are you from?" ”

"West."

Wang Lang's pupils shrank, and the crutch knife in his hand trembled unconsciously, and the west ...... Western Wilderness! It turned out to be from that place.

After hearing Yaya's words, the crutch knife in Wang Lang's hand hesitated even more. Because he understands that the Western Wilderness is a purgatory on earth, and everyone there will gradually annihilate human nature. In the eyes of those people, the only truth that exists in the world is the survival of the fittest. Today, once he goes out with the knife, he will fight with the other party endlessly, he knows this, and the other party also knows, but the other party still dares to make a move, is it because he has no fear? Wang Lang's heart ...... at this moment It's messed up.

In the midst of the lights, the big black iron rod in Yaya's hand suddenly shot out, and the iron rod poked at Wang Lang with the momentum of thunder. Wang Lang reacted, his wrist turned, and the knife turned from the back of the knife to the blade, "Zheng-" The two of them hurriedly retreated with this sound.

Everyone was shocked, no one could have imagined that this little girl next to her had such a powerful strength.

After the two separated, they suddenly stepped forward again, and the big black iron rod in Yaya's hand pointed at the sky, and the iron rod smashed vertically to the ground, and the floor cracked. Wang Lang flashed sideways, the wind was blowing under his feet, he stepped forward, and the crutch knife in his hand stabbed at Yaya's body, but this time the knife was very ruthless and went straight to the point.

On the side of the wine table, Master You's quiet hand was already unconsciously placed on the giant sword, staring at Yaya tightly.

Yaya didn't dodge, but directly pulled out the iron rod and swept towards Wang Lang. Seeing that the knife had touched the girl's body, Wang Lang had to withdraw the knife to resist the swept iron rod.

"Buzz!"

The knives and sticks collided, and the crutches in Wang Lang's hand trembled with a muffled sound. Wang Lang hurriedly retreated, swallowing his saliva, at this moment, he was afraid. Because he knows that there are only two kinds of people in the Western Wilderness, one is ruthless, bloodthirsty and killing, and ruthless. But there is another kind of person, who is ruthless and unwilling to face, that is, people who are not afraid of death.

Between the two moves just now, Wang Lang already knew that he was ruthless, and the woman in front of him was ...... It is a person who is not afraid of death.

Wang Lang knows this, Yaya knows it, and Mo Fei also knows it.

Li Yanqi next to Mo Fei said: "Yaya seems to be very powerful." ”

"He's by far the most talented martial artist I've ever met."

Li Yanqi looked at Mo Fei's sincere admiration, rolled his eyes, and said, "You seem to know martial arts very well." ”

Mo Fei didn't explain too much, but smiled disapprovingly, and continued to look at Yaya and Wang Lang.

Cold sweat was already oozing from Wang Lang's forehead.

The iron rod in Yaya's hand turned, and the two stepped forward, and the two were immediately entangled. In the palace square, knives and sticks were waved, and the fights came and went, and those officials and talents were all stunned.

Fu Tianyi, Xing Zong and the others looked at Yaya and Wang Lang, secretly speculating about the origin of their moves. Tao Gufu, who was behind Ye Gongshu, had already opened his eyes when he was sleeping. His cloudy eyes were on Yaya's body, and he was slightly surprised in his heart.

This little girl's moves seem to be out of order, but the moves are terrible. What's even more puzzling is that she never defends, doesn't resist moves, even if the opponent's blade is about to be wiped on the neck, the iron rod in her hand can always quickly find the opponent's fatal point and strike a blow. So, every time, you can save the day.

This style of play...... It's too hard.

"Whew-"

"Boom-"

A deep blood mark appeared on Yaya's back, and Wang Lang's neck was hit with a stick.

A bloody mark was scraped on her back, but Yaya was unaware of it, and looked at Wang Lang indifferently. On Wang Lang's neck, it was as if he had been pressed by Mount Tai, and at this time, the bones in his body seemed to be about to fall apart. Wang Lang looked at Yaya, the crutch knife in his hand trembled more and more, he was afraid at this time, he knew that what he was afraid of was not the strength of the other party, but that the other party was from the same Western Wilderness as him, and he was a person who was not afraid of death and did not want to die.

Wang Lang hesitated, hesitated, and after a while, he was deflated.