Chapter 382

"You...... You dare to kill him" Ah Scar held the knife in both hands, and before he could cut it, something fell from the sky, and it rolled down to his feet with a grunt, and it was the head of the soldier that Ah Scar had just choked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"My subordinates are not doing well, I helped you solve him, you should thank me" Hogg looked at him with a strange smile on his face, got up, and kicked the head far away.

"Okay, okay, thank you now";

Like a lion roaring, Ah Scar slashed with a knife, the sword immediately struck, but did not make a thunderous loud noise, instead, only heard a low buzzing sound, the two were suddenly separated, at the same time, in front of the stone statue there was already an additional figure, the whole body was wrapped in black robes, the whole body seemed to be mixed into the darkness, if you don't distinguish carefully, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to find, just now, he defused the attack of the two with one move, and even tightened his fist into the robe, as if nothing had happened, however, that pair of eyes were extremely bright, looking for it"Ah Scar" with Hogg.

Seeing this person, Hogg immediately obeyed, trotted forward, "When will the young sect master come?"

"Atonement, go and ask your alliance leader for your sins! I'm not here to see you fight." He didn't glance at that Hogdor, a pair of eyes were locked on the body of "Ah Scar", and the invisible coercion was caged, only to hear the sound of "dang chang", the long knife fell off from the hand of "Ah Scar", he squatted down and picked up the knife in his hand, but found that his body was like a weight of ten thousand catties, and it was difficult to stand up.

"Kick, kick, kick!" A stack of impatient footsteps echoed in Wan Tingjun's ears.

His mind was in chaos, and he felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if he had exhausted all his strength even to open his eyes. In his eyes was the arrogant man's anxious and flustered face, which seemed to be far away and near, and slowly became clear in his eyes, he moved his lips and asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

The emperor frowned and smiled bitterly, but he didn't answer him, opened his mouth, and actually asked, "What happened here......?"

"En?" Wan Tingjun's mind was confused, I don't know why, he patted his head and sat up, suddenly, he suddenly realized something, and looked at his palm at a glance, but saw that the skin on the tiger's mouth on his right hand was intact, except for a little pale. He was stunned for a moment, and he clearly remembered that there was blazing blood dripping from his palm just now, but how could there be no trace at this moment?

Could it be that it was a nightmare? It was so unscrupulous with a light sigh that it turned into a sharp dagger, and it throbbed the young man's heart fiercely. His long black hair flicked down indiscriminately, covering his eyebrows, covering his clear eyes, and his heart was also entangled with an inexplicable flame of regret, and only this thin body was trembling slightly.

"Good, good" three loud voices came out one after another, Wan Tingjun threw the big pen in his hand directly, and then turned around and knelt on one knee at the outer door of the main hall, and pointed obliquely at the side shoulder with the two fingers of his hand, and bowed to the unnamed chaotic sunny sky in front of him.

"Grandpa Nangong Lie, Grandpa Tianquan...... It's not that I don't respect the agreement, it's that they broke the contract first, and they can't complain about me" As if praying to the heavens, he silently spoke to the deceased martyrs in the dark, and then stretched out his hand to the audience, laughing, as if crazy.

"If you want to make a paperwork, okay, okay, I'll write it to you. Wan Tingjun scolded on the spot, did not put pen to paper, directly stretched out his two fingers, dipped in the thick ink of Yanzhong, and set up a Kaikai document on this rice paper.

A few people regretted it, a few people approved, Nangong Zhenhuang nodded secretly, and his eyes followed the slight rotation of his arms and wrists.

The female official in the palace slowly presented the document he had set up, and King Zhenhuang hurriedly took it with a smile on his face, only glanced at it, and suddenly there was anger on his face.

"Humph,...... Kid bold. With a word, he threw the paper on the ground. In this way, the extremely rough words on this thick paper scroll were directly reflected in the eyes of everyone.

"Xiu Shu ......" Nangong Yi read softly, his eyes looked at his sister beside him, and saw that she bowed her head gloomily and did not make any movement at all, and then his open mouth slowly closed.

The calm sentiment of the crowd in the main hall also exploded in an instant, and people talked about it one after another, but because of the young man's voice, they gathered their eyes again.

"Haha" Wan Tingjun laughed wildly, as if everyone in front of him was like nothing, "You have all seen it, today, here, it is me Wan Tingjun who has taken Nangong Yuyan off, and in the future, she will have nothing to do with me if she recruits and remarries, and from today onwards, our relationship will be cut in two" He said this, his hand was like a knife, and he cut it off in the air.

Finally, Yu Yan slowly raised her head and looked at Wan Tingjun who was angrily scolded, the sadness on her face disappeared in a flash, and then she slowly moved in the eyes of everyone, picked up the book of resignation on the ground and gently tucked it into her close-fitting clothes. He nodded slowly to Wan Tingjun, and replied to his words fiercely: "Okay! As you said, there will be no relationship between you and me from now on...... She thought that in the crowd, it seemed that she should say something cruel, but after all, she just opened her mouth and muttered no more than half a voice.

The hall was terrifyingly quiet for a while, Wan Tingjun and Yu Yan were silently facing each other, and the bored people looked at each other quietly, always hoping that there would be some sparks between the two, however, why were the two just so full of resentment, looking at each other, after all, there was no sound at all.

Finally, Wan Tingjun slowly turned her head, closed her gaze, looked at the high-pitched palace, and smiled.

Since it has been lost, He Suo'an, and after all, he didn't want to climb this Nangong princess, but it's just like this...... Hey, he sighed softly, and Luo Tuo's back immediately elongated, and walked slowly towards the wide store in front of him.

"Stop!"

With a loud roar, it was King Zhenhuang and Lei Yuan who answered at the same time. --"I have newly established the Jiangyu as a country, and I am hosting a banquet for distinguished guests today, so can you come and leave when you say so?" My son has been made like this by you, and if you don't leave a satisfactory result today, you don't want to leave here. ”

As soon as they said this, the guards in the hall instantly surrounded Wan Tingjun tightly, and the ink-colored palace door closed suddenly, and the soothing atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense again.

"Oh?" Wan Tingjun turned around and smiled slowly, sighing and arguing, his eyes gradually swept over the two people who were scolding one by one, "Yes, what a river, your new policy was established, the foundation is unstable, this princess is not married, and I divorced her, which is naturally a big joke." He said this, as if he was talking about Nangong Zhenhuang, but his eyes were actually staring at Nangong Yuyan without blinking, and the woman he only said was red-faced. Then his eyes swept over the father and son surnamed Lei one by one, and his face suddenly became fierce, as if punishing the world Shura, at this moment, if the sword on his back was waved, he suddenly roared, and was tightly grasped by him, and the blade was fishy, and it was directly pointed at the neck of Lei Yan on the stretcher on his side.

"You ......" The son was threatened, and Lao Tzu hurriedly asked, but he didn't dare to say anything more after all.

No one in the hall dared to speak, and all eyes were fixed on the gloomy young man standing with his sword, hoping to see something from his face? Is it to see death as if he were at home or is the net broken? Or just to grab a hostage and escape! However, his voice once again broke everyone's conjecture, and made many people respect this young man who regarded his feelings as if he were serious.

Seeing with a smile, Wan Tingjun looked at Yu Yan again, and the words in his mouth swept away fiercely, becoming supple and impermanent, "Yu Yan, whether you recognize me or not, you will always be the little sister like a fart behind me, today, since you want to marry another family, then being a brother will not make you any unsatisfactory,...... Now that this guy is gone, no one should try to threaten you. ”

After speaking, there was an unspeakable fierceness in his eyes, and the bloody sword slashed Huo Huo, raised it high, and with unparalleled momentum, he was about to raise his sword and slash down at the side of Lei Huo.

Ding Dong, like a faint spring that is difficult to see under the flat waves, caused a slight ripple in her heart, replacing the indifference in her eyes with an imperceptible slight concern, Yu Yan's hands trembled slightly, she groaned, an impulse instantly hit her face, her throat sounded slightly, and she said something - Wan Tingjun, brother, is it for me? "Stop, the Seven Sects Sword will not let go of your ....... "Yes, the Seven Sects of Swords are called Nanye Heavenly Alliance, and all kinds of punishments are endless, if you really kill this young master, the world is so big, who can protect you? Hey, fool,...... She thought, but the sword she was staring at was also slashed down in an instant.

Closed his eyes faintly, did he not want to see the blood in front of him? Or did this man who fought with the sword implicate the difficult bonds in his heart.

The long sword was heavy, but it was opened all at once, so that Wan Tingjun's body shook again and again, in front of him, the Lei Xuan guard, it was the old housekeeper of the Nangong family, leaning forward, staring blankly at the Sen Sen slash mark in the palm of his hand.

The slash marks on the flesh palm were concave, and there was no blood in sight, revealing the color of an iron-like blade.

"This, what a sword!" After a long time, the silent old butler smiled slightly: "If you can open my hand a small opening, there are not many people in Nanye Prefecture,...... Hehe, maybe I'm really old, and today I was planted in the hands of a kid!"

His joke made everyone in the hall in an uproar, among them, the father and son of King Zhenhuang, and Hogg all knew that this spirit sword fell into the hands of Wan Tingjun, and now, what shocked them even more was that this old butler was able to take the blow of this artifact with a strong palm.

"Hehe, no trouble, no trouble. Seeing everyone like this, the old housekeeper stretched out his hand and wiped it lightly on his robe, smiling wordlessly, dispelling the concerns in people's hearts, and then nodded slightly to Wan Tingjun: "Hehe, the young man has too much temper, today such a person said that he was killed, but in the future, he will not only drag himself down, but I am afraid that he will also affect the people around him!"

"People around you?" Wan Tingjun was silent, and then he was stunned, and suddenly realized that there was such a person in the hall, so a pair of eyes may be looking at him silently in a corner, "Fei'er" He muttered silently, and once again faced the old man with a smile and unpredictable eyes, and nodded slightly at him.

"Yes, I'm no longer a little prodigal son alone, here, here, here, there is Fei'er!" he thought so, and then looked at Lei Buxiao on the side, the sword had been retracted, and he did not relax his vigilance, and was about to swing the sword with a single sword, and once again threaten the hostage, but several people in the main hall had already launched it.

Seeing that his son was temporarily unharmed, Lei Yuan glanced at Hogg slightly, and the disciples of the Seven Sects Sword Alliance also secretly gave orders from them, slowly moving their steps, and gradually surrounded the place where the two of them were standing.

"This!" But feeling a slight sense of intimidation, the Nangong Grand Official frowned slightly, turned around, but did not look at the people of the Seven Sects, but directly hugged Nangong Zhenhuang on the high hall.

"Young master, this Wan Tingjun is quite close to my family, and I really can't let him be hurt in the slightest in this Yunyu Hall today!" His eloquent words really made Nangong Zhenhuang take a stand, and it was also to suppress the irritation of the Seven Sects of the Sword, and he didn't want to hear him, and King Zhenhuang's face was even more embarrassed.

Seeing Nangong Allah so hesitant, Nangong Yi should first kneel down His Highness, first ask for orders, led by him, Nangong family generals even knelt down in a row, as if under pressure, forcing Nangong Zhenhuang to express his position.

On one side is the Seven Swords of the Embarrassed Alliance, and on the other hand, the blood generals of the in-laws are close at hand, and the forces of the two sides are so entangled, so that Nangong Zhenhuang is absolutely difficult to understand in his heart.

"Okay!" Finally, King Zhenhuang's eyes suddenly widened, and he announced his decision safely to the surroundings: "Today is the birthday of the little girl Yanran, and it is not appropriate to see blood in the Yu Palace, whoever dares to kill in this Liuyun Hall is the enemy of the Imperial Court of the South Palace of my Jiangyu,......" As soon as he said this, his voice became more and more affected, and his eyes swept towards the people of His Royal Highness, and finally stopped fiercely on Saimu who was standing next to Lei Yuan.

"You, what if this kid comes out of the Flowing Cloud Palace?"

Before King Zhenhuang's words fell, Lei Yuan asked first.

Yes, the Seven Sects Sword Alliance will definitely not spare Wan Tingjun, don't say that he has disabled the Lord of Nangong Shaobao, even the Spirit Slaying Sword Divine Sword on his body is afraid that it will also be coveted by many people! What King Zhenhuang just said is just a talk under the pressure of the generals.

"That has nothing to do with my Nangong clan, whether this kid kills or kills, it all depends on the ability of the castle master. (To be continued.) )