Chapter 43: Four or Two Thousand Pounds

Carry the next one and a half moves of the war king?

It's like a joke, who has such hard bones?

What is the king of war? It is a mountain that covers the world, and one person can break through a thousand armies with a single sword.

At their current level, it's strange that they can carry his move, even if the bones are beaten with iron.

"Hmph, a bunch of troubled things. ”

The young man with the phantom flute stepped out of the carriage and stepped forward.

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on him, everyone knew that this person, although he was a little colder, but when he was in the dead woods, he was able to control the mutated predators, and this ability was beyond the reach of countless people.

With him in battle, maybe he can really take the blow of the war king.

"I thought you were going to hesitate a little bit, and you're going to be a bird so soon?"

The wine drifter squinted at him, and his mouth was full of ridiculous words.

But then he noticed the phantom flute in the young man's hand, and his expression was slightly stunned, "Boy, are you from the Shen family?"

"Exactly, but the younger generation has something to say first, if you are assessing me, please let the horse come over, but don't mix me with the gang of brains behind you. ”

If it weren't for the blood pool, he wouldn't have bothered to stay with these brain-congested peers.

This time, he offended this famous war king, and he didn't carry this pot himself.

"What are you talking about?" A famous disciple was immediately upset, and he was so angry that he smoked.

The flute-wielding young man slowly turned his head, stretched out his hand and pointed to his head, and said coldly, "The brain is a good thing, can you turn around? You think you are a superior person? Where does the identity of a mere guru come from such a great sense of superiority? When you see someone, you spray, why do you criticize endlessly?"

"Just because I entered a national academy to cultivate, I feel that I have a very good background, and I am very good, right?"

Everyone was speechless, and some were red-faced.

The front foot has just been envied by countless people because he is proud to be able to enter the blood pool to cultivate, and his future prospects are limitless, but as soon as the back foot entered the entrance, he offended the king of war, and was also pointed at his nose and scolded for being brainless.

It's not pleasant, but it's a very vivid lesson.

The rogue on the side of the wine was surrounded by this fierce rhetoric, what the hell did I go, this kid's soul is really interesting.

"Well said. He applauded, and raised his chin and frowned at the soldiers, "Why are you stunned?

The whole style of painting suddenly became a little weird.

Really...... It's great if you have the strength.

But in private, the rogue wiped his sweat in this wine, "A while ago, the Shen family had blocked and killed the Nine Emperor Princes of the previous dynasty, and among them they had also launched a beast tide, relying on the Phantom Ling Flute, but I didn't expect it to be the masterpiece of this kid in front of me." ’

In addition, the Shen family has a god of war, who dares to provoke it?

"Are you sure you're not with them?"

The flute-wielding boy replied categorically, "My Wang Jingze jumped into the palace from here, died outside, and did not associate with their gang of cerebral madness." ”

"Then you go in. ”

"Farewell. ”

......

The drunken drifter turned his attention to the rest of the people and plucked his ears, "Who else? if you don't mind, let's go together, or turn around, you fools who have lowered the IQ standards of the people in the national academy will be a waste if you enter the blood pool." ”

These words angered everyone, but the other party was a war king, and they didn't dare to do anything.

"I'll come. ”

At this time, Jiang Miaoyi stood up, her expression was very unhappy, and she glared at the wine wanderer fiercely, "Uncle Jiu, can you talk with longer eyes, how can you compare me with them? I didn't lower the IQ standard of the crowd, and I'm not a fool!!"

The wine drifter was dumbfounded when he saw this girl who looked like a dazzling peacock.

I'm grinning.

The little ancestor of the Jiang family???

How can she be among them.

But when he was thinking about these things now, he hurriedly came up to please this little ancestor.

If I let Jiang Fei's old thing know that I scolded his little daughter for being stupid, I'm afraid I won't want to go into the imperial city to steal wine and drink in the future.

"Hehe, Uncle Jiu knows it's wrong, don't tell your father's old immortal, come, can I borrow your flag to play?"

In the wine, the rogue took down the black flag behind him and smiled.

"No, I'm going to rush to the blood pool now, are you still going to stop me?"

In the wine, the rogue immediately stepped aside, the gentleman bowed, stretched out his hand, and said, "Little ancestor, please, please!"

Jiang Miaoyi chirped, and her figure turned into an afterimage and swept out, until she walked away, and the wine drifter did not forget to shout, "Little ancestor, don't tell your father!!"

This scene can be seen Yun Yang holding his forehead, this guy is here to be funny, right?

"Hey, I'm in a hurry, get out of the way. ”

I don't know when Prajna has been at the forefront.

On the city wall, Yun Yang's pupils shrank slightly, did all the prajna come out? At the moment, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for this wine wanderer, the first two times were not successful, but this third time is also estimated to be ...... It's hanging.

"Oh, you're Yun Yang, right?" the wine wanderer put away his previous demeanor, and when he faced 'Yun Yang', his expression showed an abusive smile.

This kid is the person who the second prince wants him to rectify, he is a dignified war king, and he can't stop the hairy boy today?

This kid really took my move and a half and counted me as losing.

"It's me, can you stop talking so much nonsense?"

Prajna frowned, obviously waiting impatiently.

"............" Wanderer in the wine, when he was about to scold, but as soon as those words of scolding reached his throat, he was despised by himself and came to him in the blink of an eye!

Good speed!

Playing Tianxiu in front of a war king?

"Four or two thousand pounds. Prajna said.

"What?" the wine drifter looked confused.

"Boom!"

Praruo's hands were up, and the willow arms were like willows, seemingly at a slow speed, but when they hit the chest of the wine drifter, a terrifying force blasted out.

"Shhh~~~"

The clothes behind him were torn through by the darkness, and a series of terrifying hurricanes struck, kicking up dust all over the ground.

"You ............"

The wine drifter is the king of war!!, but at this moment, he was knocked back three or four steps???

Whether it is strength or the ability to resist fighting, it is far from what these juniors can hurt.

However, now he had to admit that the terrifying and strange move just now had broken through his defenses and directly shocked his internal organs!!

"If you can withstand my move, I'll ......" Praruo thought for a while, thinking that she had to help Yun Yang reach the blood pool smoothly, so she changed her words, "Then I'll do it again." ”

"............" Ronin in the wine.

In order not to be too foreign-looking, he forcibly did not kneel, and did not dare to show a trace of his expression of being hurt.

"Let's go inside. ”

The other disciples immediately cheered.

Obviously, they all knew Yun Yang's current ability, and they had the preventive shots they had during the trial, so they were not very shocked by the demonic sins of this prince.

It's like ...... Predictable.

Up to now, no one dares to underestimate what kind of waste Yun Yang is, not to mention whether a drunken punch from the Ronin in the wine will kill them, but with the strange punch that 'Yun Yang' just played, the bomb can also blow them to pieces.

After letting everyone go, the drunken drifter finally sat down on the ground with his butt in his ass, and with a "wow!", he opened his mouth and spewed out a blood stain mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Three years ago, the former dynasty collapsed, and three years later...... Hehe, I'm afraid this day will have to change, Yunlan has raised tigers, and there will be wonderful things to see in the future. ”

In private, it was still difficult for him to accept the fact that he was hurt today.

At this time, some patrolmen who heard a big commotion rushed over and saw the drunken drifter sitting on the ground, and there was blood on the ground......

"Wine ...... Wine Lady ......"

", look at Shenma, don't you see Lao Tzu meditating and cultivating?"

The patrol soldier's face is full of black lines, Nima, you are also a talent, cultivating in this place, is it not exciting to stab?