"Yan Lu!"

Yan Jiangfeng shouted, his face turned pale in an instant, and he suddenly shouted: "Lu Jieyuan, you can't hurt him, otherwise the old man will be unkind to you!"

This sentence was like thunder, and it exploded in everyone's ears, and the audience was shocked, and their faces changed wildly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Shi Lao is angry!"

"When the old poet is angry, Lu Ming will have a hard time, hmph! Wait and see, this guy will definitely bear his anger!"

"It's not good! Lu Jieyuan's shot is too heavy, and he will definitely hurt Yan Lu, this time it's terrible!"

However, Lu Ming didn't seem to hear it, and let his soldiers crush Yan Lu, as if he wanted to kill him.

"Old poet save me!"

Yan Lu shouted in despair, his face was full of disbelief, he never dreamed that Lu Ming would kill him.

"Lu Ming, stop it!"

Zhou Dongyue drank sharply, and hurriedly mobilized the power of the holy temple to imprison the surrounding heaven and earth aura, but at this moment, the figures of those soldiers suddenly became extremely transparent, and they had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

All the power of "poetry into soldiers" disappeared in an instant, and it returned to the original appearance of the Wenhui, only Yan Lu was terrified and peed his pants in fright.

"This ......"

Many readers were dumbfounded, and then they burst into laughter, and they all bent over with laughter.

It's ridiculous that the dignified champion actually laughed and peed during the literary fight.

Yan Lu looked down at his pants, and his face immediately turned extremely red, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, and at the same time gritted his teeth, looking at Lu Ming's eyes full of hatred.

"Lu Ming, I am the dignified champion of the Liang Kingdom, how can you humiliate me so much!", Yan Lu roared hysterically.

"It's you who is cowardly and scared, who is to blame?"

Lu Ming patted his sleeve, and said lightly: "The dignified champion is even afraid of Wen Dou like this, not only to lose the face of the Yan family, but also to the face of the Liang people, I, Lu Ming, am ashamed to be with you." ”

"You ......", Yan Lu was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Lu Ming, you are despicable!", Yan Jiangfeng shouted sharply.

"Wendou competes fairly, I didn't hurt him, I already gave the Yan family a lot of face, but now, Shi Lao, you scolded me for being despicable, okay, then let's let everyone comment, whether I Lu Ming did anything wrong!", Lu Ming said proudly.

"Yan Lu is arrogant, there is no one in his eyes, he should be beaten!", Fu Yun shouted.

"Lu Jieyuan is not wrong, it is Yan Lu who is wrong, if he hadn't proposed Wendou, he would not have been so ruined. ”

"Yan Lu suffered by himself, no wonder Lu Ming!"

At this time, the crowd was furious, and they were all speaking for Lu Ming.

"Nonsense!"

Yan Lu said loudly: "It's clear that Lu Ming has no one in his eyes, and he humiliated my Yan family three times and twice, so I had to come forward to teach him a lesson, but I never expected Lu Ming to cheat in the literary fight, this kind of behavior is really shameful!"

"What evidence do you have for that!", Fu Yun asked.

"Lu Ming is just a talented man of Xie Yuan, whether it is talent or qualifications, he should be a step lower than me, where will he have the strength to defeat me? So he must be cheating!", Yan Lu insisted.

Zhou Dongyue slapped the desk and shouted: "In broad daylight, there are such unbearable people who have repeatedly done such insulting things, it is clear that they don't take the official in their eyes, get out, and don't want to affect the atmosphere of the Wenhui!"

After speaking, he waved his sleeves, rolled up a powerful talent and blew out, wanting to expel Yan Lu from the Wenhui.

At this time, Yan Jiangfeng shouted: "Presumptuous! With my poet old here, who dares to touch my Yan family's juniors!"

After speaking, he also waved his sleeves, rolled up another talent and rushed out, offsetting Zhou Dongyue's talent.

"Lord Zhou, you are such a great official!"

Yan Lu said proudly: "There is a poet here, you actually want to expel me from the Wenhui, it's really amazing, don't you take my Yan family in your eyes?"

"This official is the governor of a state, even if there is a poet here, I can expel you from the Wenhui according to the regulations!"

Zhou Dongyue said righteously: "As the champion of a country, you are not only inferior to you three times and twice, but also unreasonably proposed a literary fight to Lu Ming, so it's okay, but you are scared to pee in the literary fight, not only insulting the national prestige, but also insulting the integrity of a scholar, this kind of person is not worthy of participating in the literary meeting!"

"Insulting Sven, get out!", Lu Ming burst into applause.

"Get out!"

Countless scholars all spoke in unison, and an invisible force landed on Yan Lu's body, which immediately made him fly out upside down as if he had been hit hard, and went directly out of Xuemei Tower, falling to the ground fiercely.

"This ......", Yan Jiangfeng's face turned pale.

This time it was not Zhou Dongyue who made a move, but all the scholars expelled him from Xuemei Tower, no matter how famous Yan Jiangfeng was, he had nothing to say at this time.

Yan Lu had already committed public anger, and this place was shrouded in the talent of the holy temple, so the power of "thousands of people repulsed" appeared to expelle Yan Lu from the Wenhui.

At this time, Yan Lu got up from the ground and shouted viciously at Xuemei Tower: "I am the champion of the Liang Kingdom, who dares to expel me from the Wenhui?"

After speaking, he rushed to Xuemei Tower, his eyes wide with anger.

A talent force landed, and Yan Lu flew out upside down as if he had been hit hard, and fell to the ground fiercely.

"No...... I won't be 'reprimanded by a thousand people', because I am the champion of the Liang Kingdom, and whoever dares to be disrespectful to me, I will make him look good!"

After speaking, he sacrificed his talent spirit sword and slashed straight towards the center of the Wenhui, at this time, Yan Lu had already lost his mind.

With a "card rub", the talent spirit sword broke without warning, and Yan Lu suddenly vomited blood, his face full of horror.

"It's stupid!"

Yan Jiangfeng sighed softly, only listening to the sound of "pounding", he crushed the wine glass in his hand, although his expression was calm, everyone could feel his infinite anger.

"Old poet save me!"

Yan Lu screamed in despair, and suddenly his eyes closed, and he fainted directly.

"It is better for this kind of scholar to die, lest he do something that hurts nature and reason. Fu Yun said unceremoniously.

Yan Jiangfeng was about to scold, but he heard many scholars respond in unison: "Brother Fu is reasonable!"

"You ......", Yan Jiangfeng finally couldn't sit still.

"Old poet, Yan Lu's heart is extreme, and now he not only provokes thousands of people to reprimand, but also wants to use the spirit sword to try to make trouble, and he deserves to end up like this, please calm your anger. Zhou Dongyue said.

"That's what Lord Zhou said. ”

Yan Jiangfeng barely squeezed out a smile and continued: "Yan Lu is indeed too arrogant, it may not be a good thing to let him suffer a little, I hope everyone can forgive him for his youthful vigor and give him a chance to reform his ways." ”

As soon as these words came out, the anger of many scholars was half gone, and they admired Yan Jiangfeng's "deep understanding of righteousness" very much.

This sentence has the intention of keeping the name of the text for Yan Lu.