Chapter 21 Whoever Moves My Sister, Die!

Wu Tianjie looked at Ziming's reaction, and already felt hopeless, not only today's matter, but the future of the martial arts family was slim. Listening to the ridicule of the bandits on the other side, everyone in the martial arts family looked at Wu Ziming in disappointment, the strong man of the younger generation of the martial arts family turned out to be like this, and the language of the bandits on the other side also made Wu Tianjie powerless to refute.

"Ahh I saw that the man who was still holding him just now was nailed to the ground by a huge ink-colored long knife. The man looked incredulous, his right hand was still holding Xin'er, and the blood flowed a certain amount, so he died in front of him.

Wu Zifeng looked at Xin'er who was about to be insulted, his mind was blank, and the anger that he finally suppressed was swollen with a bang, and every nerve of Zifeng was swollen with a bang. Then, Zifeng stood up from the roof, murderous.

Jumped and fell in the center of the field, facing hundreds of fierce and vicious bandits, and said word by word: "Whoever moves my sister, die!" The thick evil aura made the heaven and earth vitality around the body also begin to boil, and the majestic murderous aura, like a roaring tsunami, set off thousands of monstrous waves, and the faces of the bandits who hit the opposite side were pale, and even worse, a butt fell to the ground.

'Zifeng', 'Brother Zifeng', 'It's Zifeng......' different titles came out of the mouths of the people in Wujiazhuang, and Wu Xin'er shed tears even more aggrievedly, looking at her brother with watery eyes.

Bai Yihan was stunned, the figure standing proudly in the field, as if as long as there was him between heaven and earth, even if the sky fell, he was not afraid, just like Wu Feichen's figure back then, and the bitterness of this period of time also turned into rolling tears and slipped down.

Wu Tianjie, Wu Feihong, Feiming...... The others were also stunned, although they had already had some guesses in their hearts when they received the transmission note sent by Wu Zifeng before, but when Wu Zifeng appeared in front of them, it was in this way, when Wujiazhuang was ridiculed, he destroyed the robbers' pride in one fell swoop, and the momentum alone made hundreds of people pale, this, is this still the Wu Zifeng who can't cultivate and has no power to restrain the chicken?

Ping Yixiu just felt a strong wind coming, and before he could stop it, he heard an exclamation, and then he saw a subordinate die under the knife, and then saw a young man falling from the sky, handsome and chic, and his aura was extraordinary, and in a fit of anger, the heaven and the earth were all helping him, and the murderous aura carried by the young man in just a few words actually made his mind appear in such a momentary trance, to know that he was the realm of the late stage of the martial arts, he couldn't help but be shocked, but when he thought of his own strength, he also calmed down.

"Xin'er is not afraid, brother is here to save you. Zifeng preached to Xin'er with a smile, turned around, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Wu Tianjie three times, and said: "Grandpa, Zifeng is not filial, and he only appears now, I hope grandpa will let Zifeng fight." ”

Wu Tianjie, he is in a very good mood now, his face that was gloomy just now has long disappeared with the appearance of Zifeng, and he waved his hand: "Zifeng, you can go and meet him." ”

Zifeng didn't say a word, and said briefly to the young man who came out: "Come on." ”

The young man was also a little surprised, but he didn't have the slightest fear, it was useless to say more, and as soon as his hands rolled with his strength, a fierce wolf had already rushed towards Zifeng.

"Martial arts level!" Wu Tianjie couldn't help but cry out as he watched the other party's mimicry take shape. Wujiazhuang's expression that was still excited just now began to be low, only Zi Yan was still clenching her small fists: "Brother Zifeng, you will definitely win, you wait." ”

Wu Feiming's injury improved slightly, looking at Zi Yan who was full of confidence, I don't know what to say, the difference between a martial artist and a general, but there is a world of difference.

Zifeng didn't hear the discussion, and with just one punch, the fierce wolf formed by the condensation of vitality was crushed. Without the ink knife Zifeng, he rushed straight to the young man, no matter what level difference he had, Yuan Li wrapped his fist. Beacon fire wolf smoke, a move has been unfolded, countless fists, quickly swung out from Zifeng's hands, as far as the eye can see, there are fist shadows on the field. The young man is also very human, I don't know what exercises to use, the two of them are not up and down, and they have already handed over hundreds of punches for a while.

Zifeng, with a wrong step, came to the young man's side, his right fist was full of vitality, and he hammered it towards the young man's chest, the young man's right arm was crossed, his body was rotated left, and his left hand was also vigorously slammed over. Zifeng leaned back, swept his toes towards the young man's jaw, but was caught, turned around in the air, collided with the young man's arm with his left foot, and each took a few steps back.

Wu Tianjie didn't believe his eyes, this, can this martial artist and the general fight like this, this is too incredible. Although the collision between the two of them was not as shocking as Wu Haoran just now, the agile speed, the ruthless attack methods, and the fight scenes that turned up and down seemed to have more visual impact than the previous fights, and it only made everyone dry.

"You're very good, but that's it, the power of a martial artist is not something that a martial artist can shake. The young man said lightly to Zifeng, and a more powerful vitality suddenly permeated the young man's body. Zifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, the result of everything is not something that can be determined by saying it with his mouth, only strength can decide everything.

The surging vitality, simulated into a huge fist, whistling towards Zifeng, Zifeng dodged left and right, helpless too many fists, when there was no way to hide, Zifeng raised his fist and shook hard, only to hear the sound of 'bang', Zifeng's fist was numb, and he took two steps back. Looking at the young man who had been on the other side for a long time, Zifeng was also a little angry, only you have it, and I have it too.

After speaking, Zifeng took out more than a dozen pieces of rune paper in the puzzled eyes of everyone, and with a wave of the rune pen, more than a dozen special small transmission notes flashed in his breath, and flew towards the young man, who looked at the flying talisman in puzzlement, but experience told him that this was not a good thing and could be very dangerous.

Stomping on the ground with both feet, trying to dodge, but Fu Gong seemed to have a spiritual surname, and he also changed direction and chased after him. The young man had no choice but to strengthen his defense, and watched the talisman approach.

Zifeng said softly, the rune paper exploded, and in the violent roar, the young man was blown up, his clothes were torn in many places, and his hair was messy, but the young man's footsteps did not move, but his previous bland gaze instantly became cold, looking at Zifeng faintly revealing a chill to the bone.

The onlookers were all stunned by Zifeng's hand, isn't this a talisman, how could he. In the roar, everyone's clothes hunted, and the dust flew for a long time before it ended.

However, Ping Yixiu obviously couldn't stand it: "Idiot, don't solve it quickly, a martial artist, and waste so much time." ”

The young man slowly drew the broadsword behind his back: "You are the first peer to ask me to draw a sword, what about your sword?"

Zifeng also looked at the other party with a solemn face at this time, if it was replaced by himself, in that case, would he still be as relaxed as a teenager, Zifeng didn't know. looked at the young man and said lightly: "To deal with you, you don't need a knife." ”

'Wow' This kid is too rampant, the bandits shouted for a while, the martial artist is against the general, and he doesn't use weapons, and there is no sign of lack of vitality until now, and there is no heavenly reason. Bai Yihan was also a little puzzled, Zifeng usually doesn't have this surname, why is he so big today.

And Wu Tianjie and the others have long been taken aback by this chaotic fight, how can they pay attention to how Zifeng chooses to fight. Zifeng can't say that he is bitter, because he doesn't have the corresponding knife technique, otherwise he wouldn't be like this, and after that, Zifeng explained for a long time and no one wanted to believe it.

The young man listened to Zifeng's response, and did not look at Zifeng mockingly like others, but quietly, the vitality began to gather around his body, the color became darker and darker, and more and more mellow, when this color was rich to a certain extent, a vague huge sword shadow about ten zhang long slowly appeared behind the young man, the sword shadow exuded a dangerous aura, and invisible fluctuations were formed in the field, the young man held the sword with both hands, and after the sword was raised, he slowly leaned back, and the sword body behind him also adjusted with the young man's movements, and the monstrous coercion slowly took shape between heaven and earth......

Wu Zifeng was oppressed by this momentum, and the operation of Yuan Li was also intermittent, Zifeng couldn't help but look at Xin'er, mother. He didn't take into account the power of this sword, he only knew what kind of insults his family would suffer if he failed, so he couldn't lose, even if he died.

Zifeng raised his head to the sky and roared, the whistling sound broke through the layers of restraints, and the vitality surged up in an instant, and a roar: the wind and clouds changed. The originally clear sky was darkened, the dark clouds slowly converged, and the top of Zifeng's head, the lightning was dense, and the surging vitality suddenly rushed out of the body, the strong wind was rolling, and a wild breath fought against the young man.

The momentum of the two continued to climb and climb. Wu Tianjie shouted: Retreat, everyone woke up from the shock, and hurriedly retreated back, and the same was true for Ping Yixiu on the other side. No one thought that the fight between the two juniors would be so fierce.

Finally, the movement of the two men stopped. The broadsword in the young man's hand pulled out the momentum of the full moon, and slashed Huashan angrily with one move, and the sword rays of more than ten zhang behind him instantly slashed towards Zifeng like chasing stars and shooting the moon, carrying the momentum of destroying the world and the earth, and the wind was fierce, flying sand and stones.

At the same time, Zifeng's closed eyes opened up, and the vitality surged into his fist, like thousands of rivers finding an outlet, the beacon fire and wolf smoke, the wind and fire burned the plain, and the anger soared into the sky, three moves in a row, just like the previous splitting of the waterfall, the three punches were superimposed one after another, turning into a fire dragon, wild, roaring and rushing towards the sword, time, eyes, are frozen at this moment......