A monk stumbled into the main hall, and he ran to Wu Ming with a frightened expression and shouted, "Young Master Wu has a big accident, Little Master Wu Peng, he was seriously injured." ”

"What? Who's the poisoner?" Wu Ming was furious, grabbed the monk by the collar and questioned Han Sheng, Wu Peng was his own brother, and someone in the Divine Desolate Academy dared to injure Wu Peng, which was equivalent to declaring war on him.

The monk replied tremblingly, "Yes, it is the Son of Ryan of the Holy Land of Thea. ”

"It's too much of a deception. Wu Ming let go of the monk, stood up, shot two terrifying cold lights from his sharp eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Where is he, lead the way ahead." ”

The other three Tianjiao showed a different color, it seems that these holy lands and ancient families are teaming up against the four of them, if they don't show some means, how many people will respect them in the future.

On the way there, the monk told the details of what happened, but Wu Peng was originally going to find the Great Holy Son of Fuso Hiroto to compete, but it happened that the Holy Son of Lane of the Holy Land of Xiya was a guest at Hiroto's residence, so the Holy Son of Lane made a big battle with Wu Peng and seriously injured Wu Peng.

When Wu Ming and the five people passed by the Divine Desolate Academy with evil faces, attracting the attention of many students, the news quickly spread, and the four great Tianjiao were going to teach these heirs of the foreign holy land a lesson, but after half a cup of tea, Wu Ming and a few people followed a large number of students who watched the excitement, wanting to see the battle between the geniuses.

"Ryan, get out of here and die. ”

Wu Ming's mask frost did not have the slightest scruples, and kicked the door of the residence of the great sage son of Fusang Guangtou to smash it, and a mermaid rushed in.

The sight that greeted everyone's eyes was astonishing, the ground was full of sword holes left by fierce battles, and a bloody man with messy hair was lying on the ground, and the blood stained the surface of the ground red.

"Big brother. The bloody man staggered towards Wu Ming as if he had seen a savior, but he didn't take two steps before he fell to the ground, and there was a terrible sword wound on his left leg, which was deep in the bones.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming was so angry that his black hair stood on end, and his eyes looked ahead, and the holy sons of the two holy places sat leisurely in the depths of the courtyard drinking tea, talking and laughing, and did not care about their arrival at all. This made Wu Ming furious, and he locked his gaze on a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes.

Fusang Great Holy Son Hiroto, a silver-white hair is scattered, his demeanor is calm, there is quite a kind of world heroes out of my generation, the country and the mountains are talented and I have a unique demeanor, opposite him is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Thea Lane, Lane is tall, a slightly curly long golden hair dances with the wind, and the blue eyes are bright, I have to say that the bearing of these two people is extraordinary, which makes people feel impressed.

At this time, Wu Peng, who was covered in blood, had already crawled to Wu Ming's feet, with a piece of humiliation and grievance on his face, hugging Wu Ming's thighs and saying miserably: "Big brother, that Lane from the Holy Land of Siya scolded you for being a turtle with a shrunken head, I couldn't get angry before I moved with him, my left leg was only afraid that it was useless, big brother, I want to watch him die in front of me." ”

Wu Ming comforted Wu Peng, who was seriously injured, strode forward with a cold light in his eyes, and pointed out, a bright finger shot out, smashing the teacup in Ryan's hand in the Holy Land of Thea, Ryan's blue eyes flashed with a hint of anger, and he stood up in front of Wu Ming, two powerful energy auras exploded, and several boulders in the courtyard shattered.

"Great Martial God Fist. ”

Wu Ming didn't have any extra nonsense, he came up and launched a lore, and slammed into Ryan with a punch, and the iron fist was coated with a layer of divine radiance, and the void in front of him couldn't withstand his fist intent and became fragmented.

"Holy Light. ”

The tall Ryan was also not to be outdone, his body was boiling, and a dazzling golden light erupted from his body to envelop him, like a golden sun rushing forward.

As soon as the two young masters clashed, they unleashed powerful martial arts, and the battlefield erupted with brilliant light and loud noises, and the land was shaken and shaken.

After the blow, the two of them each took a few steps back, each showing a solemn attitude, Wu Ming is one of the four great heavenly arrogances of the Divine Desolate Academy, and his cultivation is transcendental, which can be described as a genius among geniuses;

After a short confrontation between the two, they once again rushed towards each other fiercely, with brilliant fist prints and unparalleled palm power, each blow carried a terrifying power, and the huge courtyard was devastated, and several hundred-year-old trees in the courtyard were blown off under the terrifying calamity, and a ravine more than ten zhang long was cracked on the surface, and many monks who watched were dazzled and fascinated.

"Hahaha! The Four Heavenly Heroes are just like that! Who has the guts to fight me. ”

Fusang Holy Son Hiroto looked at Pang Wen, Ling Fei and Wen Juan with an arrogant face, and the contempt in his eyes was not disguised.

Pang Wenzheng wanted to step forward, but was blocked by Wen Juan, Wen Juan stepped forward lightly, and said: "The little girl is not talented, I am willing to learn the high tricks of the Holy Son of Fusang." ”

Guang Teng couldn't help but be stunned after seeing that it was a woman who responded to the battle, Wen Juan had a good face, a white skirt shirt was difficult to hide the curvy and graceful body, the snow-white and slippery neck, the full and firm trembling peaks were dazzling, the slender waist of the willow was soft and graceful, the round and plump buttocks aroused infinite reverie, a pair of snow-white and slender ** loomed under the silk gauze skirt, it was really charming to the extreme, I have to say that this is a charming stunner in the world.

A hint of lust flashed in Hiroto's eyes, and he opened his arms and laughed, "Are you here to dedicate yourself to this holy son? ”

"Hehe......" Wen Juan smiled when she heard this, she was really as charming as a spring flower blooming, she stretched out her crystal jade hand and grabbed a strand of hair, and said with a smile: "The Holy Son of Guangtou is really good or bad, but Juan'er is here to learn your tricks." ”

Guangtou shook the hem of his shirt, and Lang smiled: "I can't ask for martial arts with a beautiful fairy like you." ”

Since this courtyard was used as a battlefield by Wu Ming and Ryan, who fought fiercely, Wen Juan and Guang Teng chose to compete outside the door, and then without any opening remarks, the two started a big battle.

Fusang Holy Son Hiroto was covered in a thousand silver rays, and even his pupils turned silver, and in his eyes there was a terrible scene of the sun, moon and stars crashing, and the vast Yuan Force fluctuations were like a surging river;