After a few ups and downs, Yang Jiulin had already landed beside Wei Peng and He Lanxue, only to see that He Lanxue's face was ugly, and her hand was touching her chest, as if she was suffering something. Wei Peng was fighting with a few people in Tsing Yi, these people in Tsing Yi were obviously very good at martial arts, Wei Peng was protecting Helan Xue with one hand, fighting with them at the same time, and he didn't have the upper hand even after one to six. He looked behind them, and a dozen others were clustered around a man dressed in black, who also had his hands on his chest, as if he was wounded. When he saw the man's appearance clearly, Yang Jiulin shouted in a deep voice: "Stop! Wuturshu, you came to my Great Jin to ask for peace or to fight! ”

Everyone stopped, everyone in the Great Jin Dynasty was shocked, and they all gathered around Wei Peng and Yang Jiulin, and the six people in Tsing Yi also retreated to the side of Wutuershu. Wei Peng and He Lanxue's shock was no worse than others, how could that person be a Wutuershu?

Wei Peng took Helan Xue into his arms, for fear that she would make another mistake, just now walking on the street, good and decent, these two people staggered work, somehow, they each stroked their chests in pain, the other party's guards thought that Helan Xue had hurt their master, and they were going to do it directly, Wei Peng took this bite, thinking that he had hurt He Lanxue, it would be good if he didn't go to fight others, and the other party would do it without saying a word, of course he had to teach them a lesson. I didn't think that person was actually a Utur.

The pain of the Wutuer technique was slightly reduced, and he also recognized Yang Jiulin, straightened up at the moment, and said with a slight smile: "It turned out to be Yang Xiaohou, disrespectful." ”

Yang Jiulin frowned: "I heard that the prince is coming to the capital, but since the prince has come to the Great Jin to negotiate peace, how can he make a move." ”

Wu Tuershu's eyes narrowed slightly, this person turned out to be Wei Peng, the woman beside him......

Wei Pengli ignored them either, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?" Which of them hurt you? ”

Helan Xue frowned, the pain in her chest was much better, and she whispered: "No one hurt me, I don't know what the reason is, the wound suddenly hurt unbearably just now, and now it still hurts a little." ”

Yang Jiulin was also speechless, do these two people like to show affection so much? Wutuer Shu had already said slowly: "It turned out to be Xuan Shizi, no wonder there is such a good kung fu, then this girl is ......"

He Lanxue had already finished whispering to Wei Peng, so she turned to him and sneered: "I'm Helan Xue." The voice of the Wutuer technique was low, and somehow, Helan Xue vaguely felt a little familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

The four eyes were facing each other, one deep and the other cold, and suddenly there was fire in their eyes, and the two of them were still holding their chests with their hands, obviously, the wounds they shot at each other were painful. The air pressure around him plummeted, and the chill was chilling, Tang Pei and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back, Wei Peng and Yang Jiulin also frowned slightly, and the killing intent that couldn't be suppressed was radiating outward.

The chill in Wei Peng's eyes was even worse, Wutur Technique? came just in time, he ran fast in northern Xinjiang, otherwise Xue'er's revenge would have been avenged.

Leng Buding, Helan Xue, Wei Peng, and Wutuer suddenly shot at the same time, Helan Xue and Wei Peng had multiple soft swords in their hands, directly stabbing at the Wutuer technique, and in the hand of the Wutur technique, there was a full moon scimitar in the hand of the Wutuer technique.

Wei Peng's speed was faster than Helan Xue's, and his body had already reached the front of the Utur Technique, and the guards of the Utur Technique pounced on him to stop it, and Helan Xue's sword followed suit, fighting with the Utur Technique. Where is Yang Jiulin willing to let He Lanxue fight with Wutuershu alone, this person's force is by no means general, for fear that Helan Xue will not be able to deal with it. pounced on it at the moment, and there was also a soft sword in his hand, and the three of them stabbed the Wutur technique with three swords. The entourage of the Wutur technique naturally couldn't let them succeed, and they all pounced, Wei Rong and Wei Su and others secretly screamed when they saw this, no matter who the other party was, they fought with the two princes in the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty like this, and the move was a fatal way to play, this is going to die! Knowing that Wei Yang and the two have good martial arts, but the other party has many people and their kung fu is not weak, Wei Peng and Yang Jiulin are entangled by the guards of the Wutuer technique, Helan Xue and the Wutuer technique are entangled, and the three of them can't care about helping each other, Wei Rong and Wei Su glanced at each other, pounced on the field together, and fought together.

Helan Xue and Wu Tuer Shu is the first serious fight, the arrow that the two of them shot before the battle was completely random before the battle, when they broke into the camp that day, it was the middle of the night, and they didn't see each other's appearance clearly, so they didn't recognize it today, that day in the middle of the night, they didn't care about fighting at all, Helan Xue was fighting and running, there was a hatred of the pair of arrows, and the two of them did their best today, Helan Xue made a very heavy move to slash the other party's vital point, just wanted to take people's lives and then quickly, but the Utur technique was mainly defensive, and it was inevitable that the danger would arise.

The people on the long street had already hid far away, for fear of being accidentally injured by these ruthless people, and then looking at Wei Peng and others, Wei Rong, Wei Su, and Mu Zige could still deal with it, Tang Pei was too bad, and he had been beaten aside, and finally they had some scruples, seeing that these people were gorgeously dressed and had an extraordinary bearing, and they were with Yang Jiulin and them, they thought that they were the children of the eunuchs, so they didn't dare to kill these people. Tang Pei and the others fell to the ground, screaming in pain, Wei Peng and Yang Jiulin also knocked over a group of guards, and they were about to pounce in front of Wutuershu.

Then I heard an ethereal voice sigh softly: "You two are not sick, are you?" Anyway, no one can kill anyone, so why waste this energy? Is the injury all healed? Forgot about the pain? ”

This voice reached everyone's ears, it was like thunder, Wei Peng, Yang Jiulin and several others stopped together, and involuntarily took a few steps back, Helan Xue and Wu Tuer Shu also stopped, and their faces changed color.

I saw a man in white standing in the middle of the long street, his clothes fluttering, windless and automatic, but about thirty years old, his long hair was casually draped, and his handsome face was indescribable, in contrast, what Wei Peng, what Yang Jiulin, their handsomeness is just a mortal in the world, this person's appearance is from the heavenly realm, the beauty is dusty, the beauty is suffocating, the beauty is called a miserable person, Wei Peng is more uninhibited and arrogant, Yang Jiulin is a little more gentle and elegant, and this person, There is a stream of fairy wind and bones exuding from his body, just like an immortal above the nine heavens, he is standing on the street like that, and people can't help but want to kneel down and worship him for protection, in fact, Wei Peng and others, the guards on the long street, and the people really knelt down, only Helan Xue and Wu Tuershu are still standing there.

Everyone bowed to the white-clothed man like that, and the Wei Peng brothers looked at each other, not knowing what had happened. Wutuershu was about to step forward, but saw that Helan Xue had already collected the soft sword, rushed to the feet of this person in front of him, hugged his legs and cried: "Old god stick, you are finally willing to come to see me?" Why don't you wait for me to die before you come and collect my body. Woo, how can you fly up when I'm dead, old god stick, I want to kill you. At the same time, he did not forget to wipe the tears on his face with the hem of his robe.