Outside Weijiazhuang, at the intersection of the ancient road, the bluestone road resounded with chaotic footsteps. [Full text reading]

More than 30 people with swords in their hands poured out of the village.

Most of these people were villagers from Weijiazhuang, but the few people walking in front of them were the children of a family who were martial arts cultivators, and the person at the head was Wei Li.

"Wei Wuji, you are mad and killed the children of the family on the street, you are guilty!" Wei Li shouted loudly.

"I was ordered by my family to collect medicine, what is the crime?" Wei Wuji replied coldly.

"You, you dare to quibble!"

"You waste violates the family ban and sets foot outside the village, it is a capital crime!"

"What are you talking nonsense with him? take him down and send him to the torture hall!"

"This dog mongrel dares to kill people in the street! Send them to the torture hall and torture them to death!"

No one wanted to listen to Wei Wuji's explanation, and a shout of reprimand pressed Wei Wuji head-on.

"All quiet!"

Wei Li stopped everyone's voices, "The person who collects medicine from the family has come back a few days ago, and your ban has not been lifted! ”

When Wei Li said this, he smiled and stepped forward, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no way to vote for yourself! Today I will kill you, a, on the spot, chop it up and feed it to the dogs, and after doing it, you can also earn the family's merit points!"

"Brother Li, there are a total of five hundred family merits, you want to be treated!"

"If you kill this waste, you will have 500 merit points, which is too cost-effective. ”

"Rich!!"

“......”

A group of children who followed behind all began to talk loudly.

"I'll kill this scrap later, everyone will have merit!" Wei Li said to everyone.

Everyone was overjoyed and shouted together to thank Wei Li.

Wei Li waved his hand, looked at Wei Wuji, his face showed a hideous color, and he swung his sword and attacked. In his opinion, the strength of his Triple Heaven is effortless to kill the other party.

Wei Wuji looked at each other, raised his sword, and Zheng Zhengzheng!

A sharp burst of long swords struck each other, and the two figures flickered, as if they were phantoms, and between the lightning and flint, a figure flew backwards and flew out in the air.

Wei Li flew out sideways, fell to the ground, dizzy in his head, and got up in a panic.

"Y-How can you be better than me?" Wei Li's feet were vain, and his center of gravity was unstable, as if he was drunk.

Wei Wuji's iron fist is like lightning, and his arms are swinging,

The fist turned into an afterimage and landed on Wei Li's face and body.

Bang bang bang!

Wei Li completely lost the ability to parry and became a sandbag for practicing boxing.

Wei Wuji punched and kicked, like a storm.

Wei Li's face became a bloody blur, and he lay on the ground like a pig, humming softly.

The children of the onlookers were all silent, and none of them dared to go up to help.

Wei Li is the strength of the Triple Heaven, he was simply defeated by Wei Wuji head-on, and the others went up, not looking for death?

When did this famous scrap material have such strength?

Everyone stared blankly at Wei Wuji in the field, as if they had never seen this person before.

"Killing you is like killing a chicken. Wei Wuji stopped, his eyes swept over everyone.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried horses' hooves, and from far and near, more than a dozen fast horses galloped in.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" a man rolled over and dismounted, and rushed towards the crowd of onlookers.

More than a dozen family members, surrounded by a tall young man, walked up quickly from behind and stood in the middle of the field.

"You're all right! With my Wei Biao here, this waste material is a dead end. The tall young man's name was Wei Biao, and he shouted as he watched everyone.

When several family members saw the comer, they seemed to see a savior, and they hugged him at once.

"Who is Wei Biao?" asked someone in the crowd of onlookers in a whisper.

"Wei Biao is the master of the younger generation of Weijiazhuang, the strength of the late stage of Sanzhongtian. Someone replied.

"No, it should be the peak strength, a little higher than the later stage. An insider added on the side.

"I don't know, Wei Biao vs. Wei Wuji, who loses and who wins?"

"I don't know, now it seems that Wei Wuji must have used exercises to cover up his strength, I can't see it clearly, how can I judge?"

"This is a very good judgment, Wei Wuji's top heaven is the strength of the triple heaven, but Wei Biao is the peak realm, who loses and who wins, isn't it clear at a glance?"

"It is estimated that Wei Wuji will lose this time......"

"Nima's, this waste material has been out of the edge during this time, and I hate it when I look at him!"

"It's outrageous to kill several people on the street!"

Almost all of them don't want to see Wei Wuji.

A waste material, a joke that has been laughed at for many years, suddenly became a martial arts cultivator, and now he has such a high strength, and he is suddenly above everyone, and everyone feels indignant.

Wei Wuji looked at Wei Biao, listening to everyone's discussions, and his heart was as calm as water.

In his memory, none of the people in Weijiazhuang had ever been fair to him.

This kind of scene of onlookers discussing and pointing fingers has become accustomed to him. In the eyes of everyone, he was a damn waste material, even if he became a cultivator, he was also a first-order cultivator waste material.

"Wei Wuji!!, you damn waste material, you dare to violate the ban and leave the village without authorization, a capital crime!" Wei Biao shouted angrily, and his fierce momentum suppressed the audience.

"Brother Biao, kill him with one punch!"

"Whether he lives or dies, the family merit points are the same, so it won't be troublesome to kill him!"

"Yes, kill him......"

"Kill him to avenge the death of the family members!"

Behind Wei Biao, a group of family members shouted loudly, all wishing that Wei Wuji would be killed immediately.

The other party's clamor was like a raging wind, and Wei Wuji did not move at all, as if he was going against the wind. This is in line with the thirteen swords against the wind that he cultivated, and there is a faint fit in the artistic conception.

"It seems that I, Wei Wuji, are destined for this life, to go against the wind, in adversity, out of my own way, hehe. Wei Wuji said secretly in his heart, and the smile on his face couldn't help but increase a little.

Wei Biao saw Wei Wuji's expression and was furious, "You damn madman, you have killed several lives, and you dare to laugh, I will make you cry immediately." ”

Wei Wuji knew that Wei Biao, although he was not the descendant of the head of the family, had a close relationship with Wei Wuyuan, as if he was a brother. Wei Wuyuan wants to kill himself, and so does Wei Biao.

It was useless to say more, Wei Wuji beckoned to Wei Biao and asked him to let the horse come over.

"Very good, let me punch you to death and send you to see your dead ghost daddy!"

Wei Biao is tall and big, although he has cultivated the blade, but what he is best at is boxing. I saw him shouting violently, and the momentum of his whole body dispersed, and he walked towards the field step by step.

"I'm not mistaken, am I? Isn't this momentum a triple heaven?"

"You're not mistaken! Wei Biao's strength is characterized by the strength of the Four Heavens!"

"It turns out that he broke through the shackles and was promoted to the Fourth Heaven?"

"Hehe, Wei Wuji, this little bastard, this time he is dead. ”

"A battle without suspense, a lot less exciting......"

Everyone talked loudly, Wei Wuji was already a dead man in their eyes