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At this moment, Wang Chan raised his head sharply and looked at the Fu brothers.

Faced with this gaze that seemed to be able to see through everything, Fu Yan's figure immediately suffocated, his eyes shot an unbelievable look, and his momentum and confidence immediately weakened a little.

Historically, at least half of his skills have been the strange changes that have been unleashed by the special structure of the sword, which is difficult to guard.

But it has never been done for the other party to fully grasp the sword path without really fighting like this. For a while, he changed from active to passive, and he was quite troubled by not knowing how to continue, how could he not slow down the offensive.

The Fu brothers' impeccable joint attack technique for decades immediately appeared a gap that should never have been.

Facing the roaring giant axe, Wang Chan Gujing had no waves, and pointed out at Fu Zhenyi.

Fu Zhen is different from his younger brother, his martial arts have taken the route of opening and closing, at this time he is already a tiger, he can't stop, and bullied Wang Chan to be eaten by He's Bi, and he was "seriously injured", wanting to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Therefore, he accelerated forward, and the long axe in his hand slashed towards Wang Chan's head, hoping to suppress the opponent's mere fingers with the advantage of heavy weapons.

If it is a top master of Ning Daoqi's level, he will definitely try to delay the attack a little at this time and cooperate with Fu Yan to reorganize the offensive, so as to maximize his own advantages. But Fu Zhen has always been far behind in terms of intellectual vision, so he made this big strategic mistake.

Fingers collide with a giant axe.

To everyone's surprise, it was not the seemingly fragile finger that shattered, but the axe made of a hundred steels.

Rumble!

The incomparably sharp sword qi pierced through the giant axe, and a red blood flower soared with it.

On the other side, Fu Yan's momentum was lost early, and his skills were half a chip short of Fu Zhen, seeing that Brother Nai was killed by Wang Chan's fingers, he was even more frightened and had the intention of retreating. However, at this time, he could not afford to retreat, so he had to dance a shadow sword light, and his short body protected the top, not seeking merit but self-preservation.

Just as Wang Chan was about to point out his second finger, he saw a cold light flashing towards him.

He reached out and grabbed the void, followed by a backhand.

A muffled grunt sounded from the darkness, apparently seriously injured.

The time and degree of the sneak attack were accurate to the point, and in the end, he was able to avoid the key point at the critical moment and survive, and he was definitely a master.

The people around looked at this scene, and their eyes were full of horror.

Didn't you say that you were already injured? Such a terrible combat power like what a seriously injured person should be?

Wang Chan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, looked at everyone, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and chuckled.

"Yo, it's really a lively day. ”

At this time, Luoyang is not only lively and can be described in two words, it can be said that the top forces and characters in the world have appeared here.

"Is everyone here for this thing?" Wang Chan stretched out his hand and raised his hand, smiled, and sat down on the street.

I saw him stretch out his hand and pat the earth, smack his mouth, and said: "Elect the emperor, Cheng, you will first send a representative to tell me about the way of being a king and the way of governing the world after you become the emperor." ”

There was silence on the field, and everyone's faces were shocked, frightened, or sluggish......

In their minds, such a thought came to them, madman, this person in front of him is definitely a madman!

"Why, if that group of nuns is chosen, I can't chosen?" Wang Chan chuckled.

For thousands of years, Cihang Jingzhai has been the leader of the righteous path.

It has become a tradition to elect an emperor for the world, and it has gradually entered the hearts of the people.

Therefore, what the forces want is not just Heshibi, but an orthodox position. But how ridiculous it is in Wang Chan's opinion, a future emperor would want a group of nuns to recognize his legitimacy, the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, it is not enough to have a heaven on his head, he even has to provide for a group of nuns. So what is the point of such an emperor doing it?

"That black charcoal head over there, yes, it's you!" Wang Chan stretched out his hand and pointed to the crowd, and then spoke. "I see that you are quite strong, and you must be very bold, so you can say it first. ”

Everyone followed Wang Chan's hope, only to see that the person he was talking about was actually the first fierce general under the seat of "Xia King" Dou Jiande, Liu Heimin.

The term black charcoal head is also used vividly.

There are four men and one woman behind Liu Heimin, and they are all first-class masters. He looked at Wang Chan and wanted to scold his mother, who is not good at this evil star, he actually chose me.

But now he can't help but answer, because the representative behind him is the "Xia King" Dou Jiande.

He pondered for a moment, just as he was about to speak.

Wang Chan's ruthless voice sounded again: "Forget it, if you don't look at you, I won't embarrass you." ”

"Since you are in Luoyang, then let's ask the master's family first, I don't know where the 'King of Luoyang' Wang Shichong is?"

Liu Heimin's chest was stuffy, and he was so angry that he just wanted to vomit blood.

At this time, a middle-aged man led the crowd out, it was Wang Shichong, I saw him looking at Wang Chan, and said with a smile: "I don't know what advice the son has?"

Although Luoyang is Wang Shichong's territory, he only brought more than a dozen people behind him at this time, except for three people wearing military generals, the others are all in civilian clothes. One of them was Ouyang Xiyi, whom Wang Chan knew.

Ouyang Xiyi is a master who has been famous for decades, and he has a very high reputation in the rivers and lakes and has a very close relationship with the great Confucian Wang Tong and Wang Shichong, but he has not asked about the world for many years, and he never imagined that he would come out to help Wang Shichong fight for the world.

In addition to Ouyang Xiyi, there are two other men and one woman who have attracted everyone's attention.

The female one is as eye-catching as a little red in the green bushes.

It was a rather beautiful young woman, petite and delicate, carrying a long sword, but her expression was surprisingly serious, with an unsmiling appearance, and a cold and glamorous mature charm. Even if it makes people feel her awe-inspiring arrogance, but it can also make people rise secretly, and if it can break through her heavy barrier to protect herself, it will be a man's greatest achievement.

Everyone present is a master.

Therefore, the reason for paying attention to her is not because of her appearance, but because of this woman's sparkling blue eyes, so that they know that she is not only a martial arts master, but also not a person from Middle-earth.

The other two people who caught everyone's attention were an old man and a young man.

The old man was short and fat, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were squeezed towards the center of the fat face, and he should have laughed when he looked at it, but his half-squinted fine eyes shone brightly, faintly revealing a ruthless and ruthless taste, but there was no sense of comic.

The young one is a strong man of twenty-seven or eight years old, with a majestic figure, a simple face, a dark and solid skin, and a strong and domineering bearing. The weapon is a double peck on the back.

In addition to Ouyang Xiyi, these three people also have the highest martial arts among the people, and they can be ranked among the first-class masters.

Ouyang Xiyi's gaze fell on Wang Chan, his expression was extremely complicated, when he was in the Dongping County City Wang Tong Mansion, he had also fought with Wang Chan. I don't know that when we meet again, things are different. (To be continued.) )