The sword was unsheathed, shattering the falling snowflakes, and the wind howled and swept across everyone's dull faces. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind whipped up snowflakes and transformed them into dozens of sword rays, drowning Urun in an instant.

Thirty-six moves of the Wind Fast Sword, one move was as fast as one move, accompanied by the vast snow, Zhuo Wenxuan was already completely intoxicated with swordsmanship, and he didn't even think of his opponent.

Zhuo Wenxuan drew his sword and stepped out, and Ulun's body was already covered with ice armor, making the nearby feel a chill.

After only two moves of the Tempest Quick Sword, the ice armor had been completely broken, and the majestic ice force burst out, making Zhuo Wenxuan feel a little stiff in his body, and the operation of the true qi in his body did not affect Zhuo Wenxuan's continued attack.

Even Zhao Hao could see that this swordsmanship was to fight for his life, and Zhuo Wenxuan didn't care about the slightest injury on his body.

The sword intent was overwhelming towards Ulun, who was tired of defending no matter how he pressed over, and he was very angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Thirty moves have passed, and the momentum on Zhuo Wenxuan's body has been completely released, and the whole person is like a sword that has been unsheathed, sharp, dazzling, cold, and murderous.

The white robe is stained with blood, like a picture of a cold plum on a snowy day, bullying the frost and proud of the snow, and it is outstanding.

So far, he has performed the strongest move, and all the essence and divine power have been condensed into this sword, which is a sword that makes people desperate.

Even the air froze, the heavens and the earth instantly returned to calm, and the howling wind dissipated, leaving only the sword, an ordinary green steel sword.

There was a distance of three or four meters from Ulun, and the green steel sword finally couldn't bear it, it exploded, the fragments scattered, and a sword qi came out of the body, falling heavily on Ulun's chest, and with a blood arrow coming out of the back of the body,

casually threw the hilt of the sword on the ground, turned around and left everyone's sight: "I won't take your life today, just because you owe Wenbo naturally and ask him to take it back by himself!"

Fortunately, no one was killed, and His Majesty the Emperor was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, Zhuo Wenxuan did not change his sword, otherwise he would have become an accomplice.

No one knows what to say, and if there are any grievances, they are embarrassed to stand up, Zhuo Wenxuan is so strong, he can live a low-key life for so many years, and jumping out by himself is just a joke.

"Lao Zhuo, you are not authentic, why worry about me if Wenxuan is here!" There is an old man who has a good relationship with the Zhuo family, and he can't help but complain about Old Master Zhuo.

In fact, including the old man, the whole family is now in a state of confusion, and they have not come back to their senses.

When he went to Liu Zihong's side, Zhuo Wenxuan respectfully bowed to Liu Zihong three times, and his life was very different from tonight.

Liu Zihong helped him up with a smile: "Self-helper, God helps, I have some credit, but more because of your own diligence, I have to say, good!"

The brothers also congratulated one after another, and they were all in a very comfortable mood, imagining that their strength was different from Wen Xuan, since he was able to defeat a martial artist like Ulun, he was naturally okay.

Wu Lun was seriously injured, and Zhuo Wenxuan broke the Fourth Mansion, in this case, as long as the Fourth Mansion could not be repaired, then he could not continue to cultivate, and the Wu family naturally felt annoyed.

If Ulun is the most talented child of the Wu family, then Uke is the strongest child of the younger generation, twenty-five years old, a martial artist of the Seven Mansions, a pure gold method, and his qualifications are also very high.

Without waiting to discuss with his family, he had already pounced from his seat, and a punch fell towards Zhuo Wenxuan's back, and the metallic luster on his fist flashed, destroying Zhuo Wenxuan, which was the only thing he was thinking about now.

Gently pushing Zhuo Wenxuan to the side, Liu Zihong took a step forward, his body exuded a breath like a brilliant sun, the tiger roared, Liu Zihong's face was inconvenient, and his feet sank into the ground half an inch.

Uke twisted his body in the air and landed steadily on his body, his face cold.

"Who are you?"

"Liu Zihong"

"You want to meddle in the affairs of the Wu family and the Zhuo family!"

"You want to hurt my junior brother, but you want to pass my level!"

The voices were very clear, people heard them clearly, and instantly their attention was focused on Liu Zihong, and people vaguely felt as if they had heard the name, but they couldn't remember it.

People who know a little about Liu Zihong have cheered up, now that he has seen the ability to cultivate his junior brother, it depends on his own strength.

"This is the matter of my Wu family and the Zhuo family, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"This is my junior brother, I will definitely protect him!"

The voice was soothing, with a feeling of warmth like jade, which made people think that he spoke very well, on the contrary, because of the cultivation of the gold method, Wuke's voice was a little sharp and harsh.

After a few simple words, the two sides have already expressed their attitudes, and there is no room for maneuver, either Wuke will give up and kill Zhuo Wenxuan, or defeat Liu Zihong in the past.

The young man who is very strange has not even heard of the name, but the aura displayed on his body seems to be a relationship method, but there is also a smell of fire, is it also a monk of the double line.

Knowing that the battle was inevitable, Uke quickly calmed down and turned back to retrieve his weapon, but it was a scimitar.

"How about the point?" Liu Zihong and Wu Ke didn't have any hatred, they just wanted to protect Zhuo Wenxuan.

"It's ridiculous, it's either go away or you die!" said Uk coldly, playing with the jade pendant in his hand.

"Why bother?" Liu Zihong shook his head and sighed.

The jade fell to the ground, but it was a very good white jade, for giving up this boring duel, Liu Zihong didn't have the slightest psychological burden, he cared about Zhuo Wenxuan behind him.

"I think we can talk!"

"There's nothing to say, either get out of the way or accept my duel!" Uk's scimitar swung slightly, and a snowflake was split in half and landed on the ground.

"Who borrowed me a jade pendant?" touched his waist, but there was nothing but the sword, and he turned around and shouted.

The nobles present were dumbfounded, this is completely unreasonable, if someone borrowed a jade pendant to Liu Zihong, then it means that in this duel, there is also his participation, and after the victory of Uke, he will not trouble them.

What made everyone even more confused was that as soon as Liu Zihong's voice fell, four pieces of jade fell towards him immediately, and there was also a piece of Panlong jade, but it came from Zhao Hao.

Wei Chengqi, Ma Feixiong, and Shang Yu didn't hesitate, Zhuo Wenxuan sat next to him and meditated, and the injury began to attack, so he didn't have time.

Reaching out and taking it quickly, the wide sleeved robe waved, and the remaining three pieces flew back upside down towards the master, without any difference.

The piece of jade that came from Ma Feixiong, the fiery red mixed with light cyan, as if I could feel the fluctuation of the Yuan force, it was indeed a rare treasure jade: "Feixiong, if I fail, you will lose a lot!"