“……”

The crowd around them all held their breath.

Zuo Lin sneered, "You are very confident. ”

"Not self-confidence." Wu Jian shook his head, "Chu Er and his wife have joined forces, and their strength is stronger than yours; The seven worshippers of the Chu State have besieged your senior brother, although they are not as good, they are not far away;

Plus the strong men of the Xiong, Xiang, Jing, and Wu clans of the Chu State..."

Speaking of which, Wu Jian did not continue.

Everyone was shocked, and they all understood the meaning of Wu Jian's words.

"Joining forces to destroy Chu has become your credit alone?" Zuo Lin sneered, put the knife back into its sheath, and the battle intent burst out in his eyes.

"I am a warrior, and I should suppress all enemies in the world." Wu Jian whispered, took one step, and his figure floated down and landed on the ice platform, "I like this sentence very much." ”

"You are so arrogant at the moment, aren't you afraid of attracting the jealousy of the Daqian royal family?" Zuo Lin asked, this was the doubt in his heart.

Compared with the last time the two met, Wu Jian at this moment is simply incredible.

Wu Jian smiled lightly: "Whether His Majesty the Emperor is afraid or not has nothing to do with my strength. ”

"That's just as well." Zuo Lin nodded, a king with a different surname who had made outstanding achievements, no matter how strong or weak, could not eliminate the jealousy of His Majesty the Emperor.

"Defeat you and take Princess Yunran away, His Majesty the Emperor will understand the loyalty of my Wu clan." Wu Jian said.

"It's not a coincidence." Zuo Lin sneered and said lightly, "His Royal Highness Yun Ran is coming to Gusu City, as the host, I will give her a ride." ”

"That's what this fight is all about." Wu Jian said, stretching out his right hand to the right.

"Lance."

Wu Jian whispered.

Zuo Lin's face twitched slightly, and it looked a little black.

Li Su, Tian Qi, Ziying, and Gu Qingyan were all a little speechless.

"The lance comes, the knife comes, why doesn't it sound like 'the sword' is more compelling?" Li Su slandered.

The purple-gold lance was like a streamer, drilling out of the lake and falling steadily into Wu Jian's hands.

The Great War will start.

"Brother, come back." Wu Yao, who was at the top of the huge waves, shouted softly.

At this moment, in addition to Zuo Lin and Wu Jian, Li Su and Wu Fengyun, who had just fought for a long time, were also standing on the circular ice platform.

Wu Fengyun was silent, turned around and walked towards the huge waves on the east side, and after approaching, he jumped forward, stepped on the waves one after another, and climbed to the top of the huge waves.

Li Su glanced at Zuo Lin, took a deep breath, and turned around and walked towards the huge waves on the west side.

"Your heir is very good." Wu Jian said.

Zuo Lin said lightly: "He is not my heir, at most he can only be regarded as half a disciple." ”

"Believe it or not, when the world learns about you in the future, they will call you Li Su's master." Wu Jian smiled lightly.

"If that's the case, then half of my disciples are much better than you." Zuo Lin chuckled, as if ridiculing and mocking, "When the world introduces you, it seems that everyone is saying that you are the son of my senior brother, even if you are called King Wu'an, the word 'contemporary' will be added." ”

"This can only show that you are not as good as your senior brother." Wu Jian said lightly.

"Perhaps." Zuo Lin was noncommittal, if he talked about others, he could still refute it, saying Senior Brother, then he could only endure it.

"Just now, your disciple defeated my son with one move." Wu Jian stared at Zuo Lin.

Zuo Lin's face pale, and his sword intent was instantly restrained.

Wu Jian's right hand moved lightly, and the purple gold lance pointed diagonally at the ice platform, and his figure did not reveal any special momentum.

But everyone present felt a sense of oppression.

Like an ancient beast, he opened his eyes.

"Lao Zuo...", Li Su, who had returned to Tian Qi and Ziying's side, trembled in his heart, knowing that this battle was about to really begin.

He stared at the two people on the ice platform, and he couldn't stop worrying in his heart.

In the past, Zuo Lin was only a thousand households who had retired from the military camp in his heart, and his strength was still successful in Gusu City, but it was far from enough to see it when he left Gusu City.

Lately, Zuo Lin has been breaking his perceptions.

He knew that Zuo Lin was actually very strong, and he was an outcast of a certain sect.

However, in the face of the contemporary King Wu'an, he really couldn't have enough confidence in Zuo Lin.

It's not just him.

Everyone present seemed to believe that there was a gap between Zuo Lin and Wu Jian's strength.

"I'm sure I'll win." Li Su's eyes became firm.

"Huh~."

There seemed to be a slight 'whoosh' sound.

The circular ice table shatters.

This battle broke out completely.

The two figures collided like comet streamers.

Li Su couldn't see the movements of these two people clearly, all he saw was a monstrous light like a match, which was overflowing wildly and dazzling.

Time and space seemed to stand still for a moment, and violent battle fluctuations erupted like a volcano, frozen in the air.

In the blink of an eye, time and space seemed to flow backwards, and the shattered circular ice platform was restored to its original state.

The monstrous light faded without a trace, and Wu Jian and Zuo Lin stood as if they had never moved.

Everything that just happened was like an illusion.

Everyone knew that it was not an illusion, it was just that the speed of Wu Jian and Zuo Lin was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the capture of everyone's eyes;

It's only a split second, and maybe they've already made a move;

Maybe they've fought a thousand times;

Perhaps, the winner has been decided.

Even if they were as strong as the Picture Saint and Gu Qingyan, they couldn't see the battle just now for a while.

Everyone's eyes were burning, staring closely at the two people on the ice platform.

Li Su had never been so nervous at such a moment.

The palms of his hands were already sweating, and his heart was inexplicably filled with fear.

Wu Jian lowered his head slightly, as far as his eyes could see, a knife edge appeared on the chest of the spotless black satin dragon suit, and a knife edge also appeared on the golden inner armor worn inside.

Five feet away from the opposite side.

Zuo Lin, who wears a hat and a robe, stands like a pine, like an independent hidden swordsman.

His face was very cold, and his eyes were still staring at Wu Jian.

"Tick."

The sound of dripping water broke the silence.

Li Su, Tian Qi, and Ziying's heart trembled.

Everyone looked at Zuo Lin's feet.

Drops of blood are dripping.

"Old Left." Li Su's face changed drastically, and his fists clenched for a moment.

"That's how it should be." At the top of the huge waves on the west side, Wu Yao's face was flat, and he was greatly relieved.

"The one surnamed Zuo has been defeated..."On the big boat nearby, Xiao Yuancheng glanced at Li Su, Tian Qi and others, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Eunuch Zhao, who was seriously injured, also flashed a flash of happiness in his eyes, and glanced at the knife in front of Wu Jian's chest, and felt a little regret in his heart.

It's a pity that Wu Jian wasn't injured, if only both of them were injured.

"You ......" Zuo Lin stared at Wu Jian, and as soon as he spoke, he stopped his voice and looked at Wu Jian with a little consternation.

The corner of Wu Jian's right mouth was slowly bleeding, and the knife edge of the shirt in front of his chest was spreading blood.

"Poof......

Wu Jian seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, knelt on one knee and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Shocking.

To the astonishment of everyone present.

Including Zuolin!