The blood stains on the ground have been covered by snowflakes, and the wind and ice are dual-system martial artists of the three mansions, and this kind of weather is simply his home field. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Greedily breathing the cold air, his body was soon covered with snowflakes, and then it instantly solidified into ice armor, and then it floated to the ground, making the Zhuo family's face a little ugly again.

Within a radius of more than 30 meters, it quickly turned into crystal clear ice, and then turned into soft snowflakes.

Playing with his Bing Yuan Power like a show-off, but he didn't know that Liu Zihong outside the front had already breathed a long sigh of relief, if it was this level, then Zhuo Wenxuan really had nothing to worry about.

"Play at a normal level, it's not easy for the other party to beat you!" Ma Feixiong's words were naturally convincing.

"How can you play normally!" Zhuo Wenxuan's tone was very relaxed, and he touched the white jade ring on his waist, as well as an ordinary green steel sword.

Zhuo Wenbo didn't understand what these brothers were going to do at all, Zhao Hao felt that he was sweating with excitement, and his hands kept clenching his fists and then letting go.

Others didn't rush him, this young man's strength was indeed good, and many generals admired him.

"The Zhuo family killed my family's ancestors many years ago, and now I have to ask for justice to come back, the peers of the Zhuo family, now they can come out, even if they come up collectively, I don't care about group fights or wheel battles!" With insolent laughter, Urun finally set his eyes on the Zhuo family.

Zhuo Wenxuan's cousin, a warlock who had just stepped into the martial arts, suddenly stood up from his seat, and Zhuo Wenxuan's father next to him pressed him down at a faster speed.

The rest of them were just samurai, and it was useless to crush their steel teeth even if they crushed them, their faces were flushed, and their eyes were about to burst into flames.

The old man of the Zhuo family stood up, his face looked calm, and he admitted defeat to a junior, and many fathers were concerned, but the rules were the rules, and no one could do anything.

When he came, the old man of the Zhuo family had already thought of this scene, but he still came, didn't the old man just carry some ups and downs for the juniors!

There were a few people in the wind and snow who walked towards this side, and Zhuo Wenxuan pushed the wheelchair very firmly, not slowly, as if he should have walked like that.

Liu Zihong's steps secretly coincided, and some people with poor strength even felt their heartbeat, and they all followed the rhythm of a few people's walking, as if there were only a few people's footsteps left between heaven and earth.

Stepping on the snow, a distance of several hundred meters, appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Zhuo Wenbo's calm heart, when he saw his enemy, he could no longer remain calm, he just looked at the other party with resentful eyes, and his breathing became rough.

No one would have thought that these young people would appear at the scene, and when they saw Zhuo Wenxuan pushing Zhuo Wenbo to appear, the Zhuo family felt that they were going crazy.

"Who called you here, don't hurry up and retreat!" Zhuo Wenxuan's uncle stood up and shouted.

"Since you're here, let the children talk, why are you in a hurry!" Without waiting for the others to speak, Wu Qinzhi's old man directly reprimanded, and the others also held back their full stomachs of questions.

"Wenbo, in the past, you helped my brother and me to shelter from the wind and rain, but now that you have been wronged, you are here to watch, and I will seek justice for you, brother!" Zhuo Wenxuan grabbed his brother's hand with a smile on his face, as if he said that I went out to buy you a bowl of tofu brain.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough for people to hear, whether it was the Zhuo family or others, they all felt that something was wrong with their ears, but a few people were a little excited.

"Brother..."Zhuo Wenbo shouted.

"Believe him!" Liu Zihong stretched out his hand and pressed on Zhuo Wenbo's shoulder, his voice was very flat.

Zhuo Wenxuan turned his head, and the two brothers looked at each other: "Be careful!"

Seeing the famous waste of the Zhuo family walking towards him, Ulun felt that someone was joking with him, and then looked at the expressions of other people, and a feeling of insult suddenly rose in his heart.

"It seems that the world has really changed, even the waste materials dare to provoke me, it seems that Zhuo Wenbo's lesson is still not deep enough, I will be merciful, at least I can save my life!" Ulun said loudly, the murderous aura in his voice could be heard by a person.

Zhuo Wenxuan's father's eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to rush up and pull his son down, and he had been feeding him for more than ten years, but he couldn't even beat the dog at the door, and he didn't know it.

Steadily came to the front of everyone, bent down, bowed, and bowed around, to meet His Majesty and your uncles and grandfathers, and then straightened up and looked at his family.

The rest of the family suddenly found that Zhuo Wenxuan's back was very straight, and his body was filled with a faint confidence, and he arched his hand towards his grandfather: "Grandpa, at your age, how can the juniors let you be humiliated!"

was full of words to say, but in the end, the old man sighed and sat down, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and even several cousins felt ashamed.

They all thought that Zhuo Wenxuan was going to die to complete the reputation of the Zhuo family, after all, the old man was the heaven of the Zhuo family, if they bowed to a junior on this day, then the Zhuo family would be ashamed.

"Wen Xuan, seeing that what you are holding is just an ordinary long sword, do you want to replace it with one!" His Majesty above said.

"Your Majesty Xie cares, a green steel sword is enough!" Zhuo Wenxuan replied politely, and stood proudly in front of Ulun, the wind and snow flying in front of him did not have any impression of him.

The sky was full of snow, the robes were flying, and the outstanding young man, dressed in white, faced the enemy.

Liu Zihong had a smile on his face, and he didn't worry at all, isn't this the protagonist in the martial arts of his previous life, whenever this time, no matter how powerful the enemy is, the only ending is to fall under the protagonist's sword.

"You're not afraid of death?" Uren frowned.

"I won't die!" The peaceful smile on Zhuo Wenxuan's face disappeared, and he turned a little more solemn.

"I don't know where the confidence comes from!" Looking Zhuo Wenxuan up and down, Urun was like discovering a monster.

Zhuo Wenxuan didn't answer, slowly untied the white jade ring from his waist, and threw it at Ulun's feet in front of everyone's eyes.

There was a gasp at the scene, this is no longer the category of competition, even if the fight is tragic in front, but there will be no fatalities after all, it is just the focus of skin trauma.

Ulun's surprising anger had made him completely unbearable, and the other party's confident posture, as well as the fluttering drop of the jade pendant now, made him feel insulted: "I have changed my attention, I will kill you, slowly, little by little!"

"You don't have a chance!" bent down to pick up Ulun's jade pendant on the ground, Zhuo Wenxuan also looked at it, the texture was better than his own.