Princess Pingyang was afraid that Liu Che's identity would be exposed, especially under the premise that there were two rare Hun masters here, it would be a hundred times more dangerous.

"The meaning of Yang Xinhou is the meaning of this princess, if anyone can defeat the Huns on the stage, this princess decided not only to give him the Huaiyin military book, but also to reward him with ten thousand gold!"

"I'm coming!" As the grandson of Li Guang, Li Ling, especially the personal guards who followed the emperor, could especially feel Liu Che's emotions.

Correct.

There was one man who was faster than him.

"I'm coming!"

I saw that it was the black man Lu Aotian, and said in a deep voice:

"The Central Plains martial arts have a long history, Your Excellency has a great grandmaster-level masculine divine power, defeating a grandmaster-level martial artist is nothing, in Xialu Aotian, I am willing to learn Your Excellency's high moves."

"Brother Tian, I'm with you!"

And the moment Lu Aotian stepped into the ring, the white hero Lu Fengming also stepped up.

Lu Aotian frowned: "Madam, this battle is different from the previous when we dealt with the evil demons together, there is no need to talk about fairness, as long as you kill the gangsters, this battle is related to the dispute between the rivers and lakes of my Han and the Xiongnu, let me fight with him alone, it is fair, otherwise, he will be defeated, and there is something to say." ”

Hearing this, Lu Fengming turned his head and glanced at the tower-like black horse, and was convinced.

But she glanced at her husband worriedly and said, "Then you be careful, this person is infinite, and you can't touch it." ”

Lu Aotian nodded.

Liu Che saw this Lu Aotian walking out of the Han people, and he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Princess Pingyang whispered to her: "The black and white double heroes have been famous for more than 20 years, and the two black and white swords in their hands are passed down from the chief guard of Ying Zheng's side, black and white Xuanjian, the black sword asks for life, and the white sword suppresses the soul, it is said that it can absorb the soul of the person who was killed, so that the sword becomes stronger, therefore, even if Lu Daxia is alone, he is also the top three masters among the great masters in the world. ”

Liu Che looked at Zhong Liquan.

Zhong Liquan did not deny it.

That's why he didn't make the first move.

Stage.

Lu Aotian held the Xuanjian in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked at the black mahu five zhang away in front of him.

The finger of the sword is wiped over the blade of the sword:

"Please."

Black Mahu grinned: "Okay." ”

This moment.

The Central Plains martial arts masters under the entire martial arts conference all looked at the stage attentively.

In an instant, due to the intrusion of the two Hun masters, this conference of martial arts people turned into a battle of will between the two countries.

Whether it is a master of the righteous and evil faction, at this time, they are all on the side of the Han people.

"Lu Daxia, it's up to you!"

Xue Wanshan also looked at this competition solemnly.

Rumble!

The black mahu on the stage just grinned, and rushed towards Lu Aotian with one step.

Hula!

In an instant, everyone present felt that with the movement of the black horse, a sticky grassland milky smell appeared in the air.

Beyond the milky smell, a burst of blood gas that rippled the air expanded and spread out.

Hei Mahu was like a humanoid demon, raised the iron staff in his hand, and smashed it towards Lu Aotian's head with great force.

Woo la la!

Lu Aotian only felt that there was an airflow in front of him, and the sky was smashed, and the airflow was flattened.

A sword was handed out, and before the tip of the sword could take over, he felt the pressure that spread!

Force!

Power!

Can't catch it!

This was Lu Aotian's first thought, and then, as soon as he stepped on his feet, his body was like a shock, narrowly avoiding the landing of this iron rod with a spread of one zhang.

Rumble!

The ring was instantly smashed into a deep pit with a radius of one zhang by this staff, and dust splashed.

Correct.

Hei Mahu instinctively felt a sense of crisis, and before his body could move, he saw that Lu Aotian was almost five feet in front of him.

Between five feet!

Blood Splattered Five Steps!

This is the stunt that the black hero Lu Aotian relied on to become famous, and no one can survive within five feet of him.

The pupils of Hei Mahu's eyes shrank into a point, and before he could react, he instinctively protected the iron rod in his hand to his chest.

However......

saw Lu Aotian slashing with a sword of five feet, and there was still a trace of broken gold on the blade.

A sword broke the iron and slashed through Hei Mahu's chest, judging from the depth of the blade's body.

This sword directly cut the two lungs of Hei Mahu!

"Good!"

The Central Plains martial artists didn't expect that once the hero Lu Aotian came on the field, he could decide the outcome with only one or two breaths.

However......

Just when everyone's heart is happy.

Only Lu Aotian felt that something was wrong, just because, after a sword entered the body, he clearly saw that the skin of Hei Mahu's chest was open, the flesh was visible to the bones, and even the internal organs were dissected and visible.

Blood, but not a drop spurted!

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

Immediately, I heard the deafening sound of a scripture in my ears.

"Ajikinaro Lego Heavenly Blessing ......"

Lu Aotian didn't understand what this meant, but he felt that there seemed to be an extremely powerful vitality in this musical-like chanting.

It can be seen with the naked eye that on Hei Mahu's chest, the terrible sword wound actually healed instantly!

This?!

When Lu Aotian flashed this thought, his mood was shocked and he was extremely shocked.

Rumble!

An incomparably powerful fist mark was fiercely imprinted on his body.

Hula!

Suddenly, as if he had been hit by a flying mountain, Lu Aotian clicked all over, his ribs were broken more than a dozen, and blood spurted from the sky, flying out twenty zhang in an instant.

Thump!

After falling to the ground, his eyes were dark, and he passed out directly.

Everyone watched as Lu Daxia slashed through Hei Mahu's chest with a sword, but was instead knocked out by Hei Mahu's punch.

They were shocked.

Especially when everyone looked at the wound on Hei Mahu's chest, it was healed little by little.

"What is his body?"

Someone lost his voice:

"Won't he get hurt?"

It was one of the most powerful black and white Xuanjian swords among the Eight Swords of King Yue.

The injuries caused can actually heal in an instant.

"Brother Tian." Baixia Lu Fengming screamed when she saw this, and immediately rushed over and picked up her husband.

After only examination, it was clear that my husband had never suffered such a serious injury.

It is completely an internal injury caused by the concussion of the internal organs caused by brute force.

Even the bones were cracked.

"Ahh Lu Fengming screamed angrily, then took the Xuanjian directly from her husband's hand, and rushed towards the black mahu on the stage.

"Lady Lu is slow, don't be reckless, Guo Daxia is not an opponent alone, let alone you, your husband and wife, if you fold here at the same time, who will take care of your little son?" Xue Wanshan immediately stopped Lu Fengming.

"Hahahaha!"

At this time, Hei Ma Hu held half an iron rod in his hand and grinned at everyone:

"None of them can fight."

Liu Che's face turned pale.

Princess Pingyang saw the truth about Hei Mahu's recovery from his injury, and said in a condensed voice: "Just now, it seems that Na Yizhi was chanting a mantra to Hei Mahu, and I heard a mantra like music, which should be Huyan Dapan's Jinnara Miao Le Tiangong, which claims to be able to use Miao Yin Tianle to treat injuries, and there are many believers on the grassland." ”

At this time, Zhong Liquan walked out in a deep voice and said, "I'll deal with this Yi Zhixian, so that he doesn't have a chance to recite a spell to Hei Mahu." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Yi Zhi obliquely:

"I heard that Your Excellency is a disciple of the second master of the Northern Plains, Huyan Dapan, and he is also a disciple of Mr. Donghua, the second master of the Central Plains.

"Zhong Liquan? I've heard of you. Yi Zhi smiled slightly and said, "The fan in your hand seems to be quite powerful, do you want to rely on him to hit me unexpectedly?" ”

Zhong Liquan was shocked, the other party could see at a glance that his pu fan was extraordinary, but his face did not change: "Your Excellency has good eyesight, this fan is a gift from my teacher, it is my treasure, if you mind, I don't need it." ”

Yi Zhi smiled obliquely: "You don't have to, you can use this fan, because, if you use this fan, then it will not be me who fights you, but the family master who comes here to fight you in person." ”

"Huyan Grand View?" Zhong Liquan's face changed: "Your master is here?" ”

Princess Pingyang's face changed even more.

They are not afraid of these two great masters, but if a celestial is here, she can't help but be afraid.

I only heard Yi Zhi say lightly: "We came to Han today, just for a fair duel, if you have to send the master behind you, then I can also contact the master at all times, so that you can know the magic of Jinnaro Miao Lotte Gong." The family teacher can come and go anywhere with this, but I just don't know if the celestials of the Central Plains can reach here with one thought, so you can give it a try? ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Liquan looked at the pu fan in his hand and fell into deep thought.

If you don't use a fan, can you be sure that you can completely take down the other party?

At this time, Hei Mahu continued to laugh on the stage, and pointed at Liu Che and a group of martial arts people one by one with thick fingers like rolling pins:

"You little Han people, even the women of our grassland are not as good."

Little Han people, this is the Huns' contemptuous name for the Han people, it has been for nearly a hundred years, which means the son of the Han people, the little one.

"Who's going up?" Liu Che gritted his teeth and said.

At this moment, nearly half of the people in the martial arts were silent, because they saw with their own eyes the top three great masters in the world, which was such a tragic situation, not to mention some of their little grandmasters.

Just when Liu Che was about to grit his teeth and assign Li Ling to go up.

A young man's voice, incomparably clear, with an incomparably firm temperament, spread through:

"I'll come."

Everyone looked.

I saw that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, dressed in ordinary linen, and jumped onto the stage at once, looked at Hei Mahu, and said:

"I'll beat you!"

Hei Mahu grinned: "Little Hanren, what's your name?"

Wei Qing stood there and said calmly:

"The three words of the little Han in your mouth are very unpleasant, I will beat you, let you change your words, and let you know what kind of man the Han family boy is, but the little Han man in your mouth." (End of chapter)