Chapter 428 Than the Trialist 1

On the square in the center of the academy, there were hundreds of princely children, although they were seriously injured, but it was not a big problem for them, that is, Feng Wuqian was the most seriously injured, looking at Yi Yang, Feng Wuxi, and the arrival of the Green Dragon King.

Feng Wujian directly wailed, "Father, save me, save me, this bastard is going to kill me! Father, save me!"

When the Qinglong King saw that his son had reached this point, he still did not repent, and the anger in his heart instantly jumped up, and said: "Rebel, you shut up for me, do you know what great disaster you have committed? If it weren't for your eldest brother, you would have died a long time ago, rebel son, death is on the verge of death, and you still don't repent, do you really want my Feng family to be implicated by you? Rebel son, rebel son, rebel son." ”

"Father" Feng Wuji's eyes immediately became sluggish, faintly revealing a little fear, in the impression that the Qinglong King has always been a gentle person, almost since he was a child, he has never scolded himself, and now he is so angry.

"Shut up, this king doesn't have a son like you, from now on you don't want to step into the Feng family, hum! Mu Gongzi, this rebel son will be handed over to you, you want to kill or chop, whatever you want, say goodbye. ”

The Green Dragon King flicked his sleeves heavily, and his figure rose directly into the air, heading in the direction of the Cold Mountain Fortress.

"No, father, don't leave me, don't leave me, don't be windless, the wooden path is all of you, you have a kind, you have a kind, you kill me, otherwise sooner or later, one day I will kill all of you"

Feng Wuji's face revealed endless sadness and anger, full of outright murderous intent for Yi Yang and Feng Wuxi.

"Oh, is it really kind enough? Okay, don't you want to kill me? I'll give you this opportunity today, if you win, I and Brother Feng's life, you can leave here with a swagger, no one will stop you, but what if you lose. ”

Yi Yang's face revealed a calm smile, he knew that although Feng Wujian was a bastard, he was a genius, and if you wanted him to obey you, you had to crush him in the proudest place of him.

"What a joke, now that my arms are all broken, and my cultivation is complete, you actually propose a written test to me, can you still be mean? If I am in the period of total victory, you and I will fight alone, I will kill you. ”

Feng Wujian spat heavily, and his face showed deep disdain.

"The Book of the Holy Way gathers my body, the universe is righteous, and the heavens and the earth will last forever. ”

Yi Yang's eyebrows gathered a golden Book of the Holy Dao, the vast golden light permeated out, countless characters flew, and one after another righteous qi converged towards it, filled with the power of the incomparably holy and bright Holy Dao.

The Book of the Holy Dao instantly opened a page, and it can be seen that two words appeared in the sky, and they were the words of rebirth, and the two words seemed to have great power, and they were extremely fast and covered by the body of the wind without flaws.

It can be seen that the golden light on his body is permeated, and the flesh and muscles and bones at the broken arm are frantically regenerated, just in the blink of an eye, he has completely recovered, and even the injuries with his body have been fully recovered.

Yi Yang pointed across the air, and instantly lifted the confinement on his body, and the corners of his mouth showed a bit of evil, "Okay, now that your injuries have all recovered, and your cultivation has also recovered, you dare to have a written test with me, if you win, our lives are yours, but what if you lose?"

Feng Wuji's eyes rolled slightly, Yi Yang's method just now, it was deeply shocking to him, and he was reborn with a broken limb, what a terrifying supernatural power this is, this person is really extremely demonic, and he is afraid that he is not his opponent in terms of cultivation.

"You are a scholar, I am the son of a prince, use force in the court, what kind of system will it become, let's change the method of competition. ”

"Hahaha!, good, good, the wind is flawless, whatever you want, as long as you can win me, my head of the wooden road and the wind without a trace is yours, there is a supervising imperial history and the god of war king, no one will cheat, or that sentence, what if you lose?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yi Yang's mouth, in this world, there is nothing that the old man doesn't understand, if you compare with me, it is simply death.

"How could I lose, but if I really lose, I'll do whatever you want, kill or chop as you please. ”

Feng Wufeng is also a single, since the conditions of the competition are at his disposal, then naturally he can't regret it.

"Good, happy, whatever, you choose. Yi Yang glanced back at Feng Wuxi, and both of them showed a little smile.

"Let's compete in the trial weapon, as long as you can refine a low-grade spirit weapon within an hour, this competition will be considered as your victory. ”

The corners of Feng Wuji's mouth showed a somewhat gloomy smile, but you let me choose the conditions, this time look at how I play you to death, compare with me to refine weapons, the young generation of the eight empires, no one can compare with themselves, these sour Confucians, if they are chanting poems and writing, no one in the world can compare with them.

"Despicable, who doesn't know that you are a young refiner of the Eight Great Empires, and you are also a fourth-order refiner, you let my junior brother compare refining weapons with you, you are not bullying, why don't you write articles. ”

Feng Wuxian made an angry look, since it is acting?

"The condition is that he asked me to choose, do you want to repent, if it spreads, I am afraid that everyone in the world will say that you are a group of treacherous villains. ”

Feng Wujian looked extremely confident, especially the corners of his mouth showed a little evil smile, he won today's competition.

"Okay, my wooden path has always been a matter of words, how can I be honest, just like refining weapons, but do you?

The corners of Yi Yang's mouth showed a somewhat smug smile, so he looked full of confidence.

"Hahaha! An hour, you actually want to learn an hour, what do you think the refining weapon is, even if it is a peerless demon, on top of the refining weapon, since ancient times, I have heard that who can learn for an hour, can refine a spirit soldier out, pride can be forgiven, but ignorance is definitely a kind of sadness. ”

There was incomparable disdain in Feng Wufeng's face, and his voice was even more intimidating to the bone.

"Hehe, today, I'll let you see what is the genius of the world, the peerless Tianjiao, what is the understanding of the demon, an hour, I guarantee that the quality of the spirit soldiers refined is better than yours, and the power is greater than yours, in this case, let's invite the imperial history and the God of War King to come and judge how it is, this scholar wants you to lose today." "

Yi Yang was arrogant to the extreme at this time, he was completely a gentleman, he was really a peerless demon in the way of assistance, and in his previous life, he was really able to refine a low-level spirit soldier within an hour, which shocked countless people at that time.