On the trestle bridge of Wanjian Peak, the scene and movement of more than 20 people besieging four people are naturally not small.

After a while, the two ends of the trestle were crowded with disciples of the Sword Feather Sect, staring at the center of the battle and discussing.

"Isn't that Senior Sister Huo Qingman, who is ranked tenth on the beauty list, why is she so powerful?"

"Do you think Senior Sister Huo is Jin Ling'er's kind of vase?"

A female disciple rolled her eyes and said, obviously not having a good impression of Jin Ling'er.

"What's wrong with the vase?"

A male disciple who liked Jin Ling'er glanced at the female disciple: "It's not like some people, they can't even be vases!"

"You ......" The female disciple pointed at the man with wide eyes, her face flushed with anger.

"That's Senior Brother Zhang Wei and Second Senior Brother Wang, right? Why is Senior Brother Zhang injured? Are you okay?"

"That was Senior Brother Zhang's own stab in order to clear up the relationship with the Huang family!"

"What! I stabbed myself, what a man! I can't do it!

"If Senior Brother Zhang Wei is not powerful, can he be a candidate for the disciple of Elder Lingxu?"

"Second Senior Brother Wang is also very good!"

"I heard that Second Senior Brother Wang pulled out a yellow-level spirit sword on Ten Thousand Swords Peak, and what he has in his hand must be it!"

A female disciple noticed Wu Jiuzhong behind Huo Qingman: "Huh, who is that handsome little handsome guy? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"That's the same vase as Jin Ling'er, right? A big man still needs Senior Sister Huo's protection!" a male disciple said jealously.

"Wow! He's so handsome!, why is he so good-looking!" More female disciples' eyes lit up, revealing nymphomaniacs.

"It's brazen for a man to hide behind a woman and seek refuge!" said more male disciples through gritted teeth and fierce jealousy.

"How old is the person, how can he beat Wang Ying and those people? And he is not wearing the clothes of our Sword Feather Sect, most of them have just come to apprentice! Maybe he is Senior Sister Huo's younger brother? What happened to the elder sister protecting the younger brother?" Many female disciples helped Wu Jiuzhong explain.

Being at the center of the battle, Wu Jiuzhong, who had been pulled by Wang Er and couldn't intervene, naturally heard the discussions of these people.

How can he be looked down upon by others? In particular, many of the onlookers are young and beautiful women.

Now is a great opportunity to make a splash!

As long as you show a little strength, you will be able to harvest a large number of fan sisters, and when the time comes, it will not be easy for you to be in this Sword Feather Sect bubble beauty sister?

Wu Jiuzhong let out a smug smile, and his gaze immediately locked on Zhao Kai, who was the strongest of the enemies in front of him.

This is the first time since he came to the Sword Feather Sect that he has made a move! It is of great significance! If you don't make a sound, it will be a blockbuster!

Not only do I have to surprise the beauties, but I also have to make them think that I am chic and handsome, and I have to think that I didn't sneak attack in a fair and upright way, and I have to ......

Wu Jiuzhong stared at Zhao Kai, who was in the middle of a battle with Zhang Weiwei, looking for the best time to make a move.

Many of the male disciples who were watching were staring at Wu Jiuzhong, their eyes were either jealous or disdainful, especially when they noticed that the beauties around them were focused on each other, and their resentment towards Wu Jiuzhong was even deeper.

"Isn't it just handsome? vase!"

"Yes! That's right! That little white face is a vase!"

"What's wrong with the vase?"

The female disciple glared at the male disciple who spoke, and returned the original words: "Unlike some people, they can't even be a vase!"

"You ......"

The male disciple who was scolded pointed at each other, and the angry seven orifices were speechless.

All the male disciples are indignant in their hearts, it's not your fault that you're handsome, but it's your fault for coming out to attract bees and butterflies! Why are you not me who attract the attention of these beautiful women?

Someone in the crowd finally couldn't help it, and shouted at Wu Jiu: "Hey, that little white face hiding behind Senior Sister Huo, do you dare to stand up like a man!"

Wu Jiuzhong was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that the little white face was actually referring to him.

Before he could respond, someone in the crowd shouted: "I agree with what this senior brother said, what are you hiding behind Senior Sister Huo with that little white face? Can you stand up and face the enemy like a man?"

"What's wrong with the little white face? You guys can't afford it? The people you say this are jealous!"

"Who is jealous of him! He is still protected by a woman!"

"Do you want a woman to protect you? Just because you look like a crooked melon and cracked dates, who else will protect you except your mother?"

"This senior sister, what you said is too much! Do you want to go down to the trestle to compete?"

Who is afraid of who is a bad seed?"

"Don't talk nonsense!

"Bastard boy, you dare to hurt my senior sister, look at the sword!"

"You two fight one, don't you, brother, I'll help you!"

"Damn! You two big men bully two girls, I can't stand it!"

"Damn, relying on cultivation to save the beauty of the high hero, right? Brothers, cut him down with me!"

"Senior Brother Li, don't panic, we'll help you!"

"You bully more and less, right? Senior brother, the flying sword is a messenger!"

"It's more than people, right? Senior sister, we're also calling people!"

"Damn, if you want to fight, get out of the way, don't delay Lao Tzu to do business!"

Wang Ying saw more and more people crowding onto the trestle and scolded angrily.

"Grass, dare to scold Lao Tzu, what are you pretending to be? Look at the sword!"

At this moment, the people who have already turned red are the king, and they don't care if you are the king bird and the king eagle, and if you don't agree with the sword, you will cut it.

"Bastard, you dare to do it with me!" Wang Ying's eyes widened, and he stabbed the man with a backhand.

"Damn! dare to hurt my brother! Brothers follow me!"

A large group of people rushed up and surrounded Wang Ying, and they were all slashed.

Although Wang Ying's cultivation is strong, he is also invincible with two fists and four hands, and he was soon beaten with his head and scurrying, and he didn't care about stopping Huo Qingman and Wu Jiuzhong and others who took the opportunity to slip away.

On the trestle bridge of Wanjian Peak, the battle situation that was originally only twenty or thirty people participated quickly spread.

Those who couldn't beat began to send messages to their friends, and when their friends came, they found that the other party was a little too much, so they called them friends again.

Soon, the number of people joining the battle increased from thirty or fifty to hundreds, then to hundreds and thousands, and the battle snowballed like a snowball, and the number of people participating in the battle grew.

As more and more people got involved in the battle, the non-forbidden areas around the Wanjian Peak trestle became battlefields.

Many people rushed to help their friends after receiving the message from the flying sword, they didn't know why they were fighting, and they didn't even find their friends and started fighting with the people next to them in a daze.

Many of them were fighting with their own people, and after asking for a long time, they realized that they were all here to help someone.

The non-forbidden war area around Wanjian Peak resounded with the sound of killing.

In the distance, there were more fellow disciples who received flying sword messages from their friends, and rushed to Wanjian Peak from all directions to join the battle.