Zejun's words suddenly attracted the attention of everyone in the Dragon Palace to Broken Waves.

"What kind of 'Jiao' generation?" asked Zhang Peng in a cold voice.

Zejun turned his eyes, looked at Zhang Peng with a smile, and slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Burial Sword Tower, if you were me, what kind of explanation would you want?"

As soon as Zejun's words fell, Zheng Yingjun walked forward and said loudly: "I said Zejun City Lord, don't you want his life?"

Zejun smiled indifferently, and then his eyes stared straight at the broken waves who didn't say a word, and opened his mouth to say: "Broken waves, you have eaten my Yunxue City since you were a child, and you wore my Yunxue City, it was Yunxue City who cultivated you to this day, what is the first master outside the Guan, and the reputation of a martial arts wizard is also due to me, but now you have betrayed me, you say, what kind of 'handover' generation do you want to give me?"

Broken Lang slowly raised his head, looked at Zejun with a solemn face, his lips squirmed twice, and then he opened his mouth and said: "City Lord, rest assured, Broken Lang is not the kind of person who doesn't know what to do, since I am here today, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

Zejun nodded, then turned back to Emperor Xiao and said, "Master Xiao, today I will temporarily borrow your treasure land and deal with the housework!"

Xiao Huang's expression at the moment was quite complicated, first he glanced at Zhang Peng, who was a little at a loss, and then looked at the broken waves with an indifferent face, and an ominous premonition came to his heart. In fact, at this moment, in Emperor Xiao's heart, he still appreciates the person who breaks the waves.

"Zejun City Lord, please take care of yourself!"

Although Emperor Xiao had a lot of concerns in his heart, he still maintained an attitude of not caring about himself on the surface.

"Zejun, what are you going to do?"

Just when Xiao Huang's words fell, Zhang Jie was sideways in front of Broken Waves, and then his right hand was already tightly clasped on the hilt of the short sword, and there was a tendency to disagree and fight.

Seeing Zhang Jie's movements, Zejun's eyebrows raised, and then he said with a rather playful expression: "Sure enough, there is affection and righteousness, it seems that you really deserve to be his disciple, presumably Breaking the Waves must be a more favor to you, right?"

"So what?" Zhang Jie replied coldly.

Zhang Jie's posture of the needle tip against Mai Mang made Zejun slowly put away the smile on his face, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, he inexplicably pulled out the two scimitars pinned to his waist, and then with a wave of his arm, the two scimitars were directly set up in front of Zhang Jie.

"Do you know who you're talking to?" shouted inexplicably.

"Poof!"

Just when the inexplicable words were not finished, there was another crisp sound in the Dragon Palace, and then a golden light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and in the next second, Zheng Yingjun had already come to Zhang Jie's side with a golden knife, and the blade pointed directly at the inexplicable.

"If you dare to move, Lao Tzu will chop you!"

Zhang Peng frowned, then stepped forward, took a deep breath, and then calmly said to Zejun: "If Ajie insists on protecting Broken Waves, then I don't have the right to choose the second path!"

After that, a vast momentum gushed out from Zhang Peng's body, and the Ghost Yuan Sword also slipped out of his sleeve and was firmly held in Zhang Peng's hand.

"Peng!" Xiao Yajun frowned slightly and shouted with a slight urgency.

Zhang Peng turned his head to look at Xiao Yajun, and saw that on that stunning face, he was full of anxiety and worry at this time.

Yes, Xiao Yajun was indeed anxious at this time, because Zejun had already agreed to Zhang Peng's request, and this matter was about to get a rather perfect ending, but now it was delayed because of a broken wave. You must know that in Xiao Yajun's heart, breaking waves is worthless!

Zhang Peng glanced at Xiao Yajun rather guiltily, then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing an apologetic smile, and then turned his head firmly.

Looking at it inexplicably, after seeing the deep affection in the eyes of Zhang Peng and Xiao Yajun, a trace of pain poured into his eyes, but it was indeed fleeting and was not discovered by anyone.

Xiao Sheng was also frowning at the moment, the appearance of the original broken waves brought a turn for Zhang Peng, who was close to the end of his rope at that time, and Xiao Sheng was also accurate and ingenious

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Di and Zheng Yingjun acted in a play, so that the situation was reversed, but now they have to make another mistake, how can Xiao Sheng not feel troublesome.

Xiao Huang took a deep breath, and then looked at the situation in the field motionlessly, but he didn't mean to interfere.

Just when everyone was tense, a slightly pale big hand quietly rested on Zhang Jie's shoulder.

Immediately, the big hand pushed Zhang Jie away with a slight force, and then an indifferent face appeared, which was the broken wave.

Broken Lang looked at Zhang Jie, who looked puzzled, and chuckled: "Don't forget how I taught you! This is my business, don't interfere!"

"But..."

"No, whoever is responsible for their own business! Isn't this what I and your master have been teaching you?"

Facing Zhang Jie, who still wanted to dissuade him, Broken Lang's face turned cold, and then he scolded him harshly.

Zhang Jie was stunned by the sudden seriousness of Broken Waves, and then frowned, and after some painful struggles and thoughts, he finally gave up the idea of forcibly intervening, reached out and put down Zheng Yingjun's flat arm, and then glanced at Zhang Peng, and then between Broken Waves and Zejun, he made way for a passage.

"Applejack, are we going to leave this matter alone?" asked Jung Young-jun exclaimed.

Zhang Jie took a deep breath, took a deep look at the broken waves, and finally, shook his head gently.

"Alas!" Zhang Peng sighed lightly, and then said to Broken Waves, "If you want us to help you. ”

"I understand the kindness of the landlord Zhang, I don't want anyone to interfere in this matter!"

Before Zhang Peng finished speaking, he was rejected by Broken Lang without hesitation.

Broken Lang raised his eyes to look at Zejun, smiled lightly, and slowly opened his mouth and said: "City Lord, my life is yours! Now for the sake of his only disciple Zhang Jie, I can't give you my life! But I will give you everything except this remnant life!

Zejun stared intently at the broken waves, and said faintly: "Okay! I can leave your dog life aside for the time being, as for the rest..."

Zejun closed his mouth before he finished speaking, and then looked at Broken Lang with an indifferent face.

"Don't spare the city lord bother!"

After Broken Wave finished speaking, his right hand turned into a palm, and then the palm wind changed, and then he slammed directly at his dantian.

"Poof!"

After a palm strike, Broken Wave's body trembled uncontrollably, and then a mouthful of crimson blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"Uncle Shi!" Zhang Jie exclaimed.

Before Zhang Jie could rush over, he was stopped by the broken wave waving his hand.

"My martial arts are taught by Yunxue City, and now my dantian has been broken, the sea of qi has been discharged, and my internal strength has been lost, so I will be abolished from now on! It will be counted as my explanation to Yunxue City! Can the city lord agree?"

At this moment, Duan Lang's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, obviously his body was greatly traumatized.

Zejun quietly looked at the broken wave in front of him, which was already a little unstable, and then the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and then his right hand suddenly poked out, and with the current state of breaking the wave, there was no chance to dodge at all, and his body was suddenly dragged in front of him by Zejun.

At this moment, the tip of Broken Wave's nose is less than an inch away from the tip of Zejun's nose, and the two of them look at each other like this, Broken Wave's eyes are full of pain and helplessness, but Zejun's eyes are ruthless and murderous.

Zejun said word by word: "You should have died! Now that you have just abolished your martial arts, how can I be satisfied!"

As soon as the words fell, Ze Jun's right hand suddenly pushed, Broken Wave's body staggered, and he took a few steps back, while Zejun took advantage of this opportunity to kick out with his right foot, and his toes hit Broken Wave's two legs and knees with lightning speed.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, Broken Wave couldn't help screaming, and his body fell to the ground.

"Bastard!"

Zhang Jie scolded, and then came to Broken Wave's side, squatted down and held the painful and struggling Broken Wave, and held his hands firmly on Broken Wave's arms

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Above, an irrepressible anger is about to erupt.

"Don't!"

Just as Zhang Jie was about to rush forward, Broken Lang's trembling hands suddenly grabbed Zhang Jie's arm, and his painful eyes were full of resolute looks.

"Zhang Jie, don't let my efforts become meaningless!"

Listening to Broken Lang's words, Zhang Jie's eyelids twitched, and then he glanced at Zejun coldly, and then helped Broken Lang to check the injuries of his legs for him.

"Don't look at it, it's useless!" Broken Wave said softly.

Hearing this, Zhang Jie raised his head suddenly, and there was already a trace of tears in his long and narrow eyes at this moment.

At this moment, Zhang Peng had already stood in front of Zejun, and said in a cold voice: "Is the city lord of Zejun satisfied now?"

Before Zejun could speak, Mo Yi, who was standing on the side, waved his scimitar, pointed at Zhang Peng, and shouted coldly: "It's not up to you to be satisfied!"

"It's not that you can have the final say!" After seeing the inexplicable action, Zheng Yingjun snorted coldly, and then drew his knife and pointed at the inexplicable, "It's better to put away your broken knife for Lao Tzu, you think you have a knife! Lao Tzu plays with knives more than you sleep! If you don't believe it, try it and see who dies first!"

"Enough!"

A loud shout suddenly appeared in the Dragon Palace, and I saw that Emperor Xiao on the main seat had stood up at some point, and his eyes were coldly examining everything in the hall.

"Today's farce should also come to an end! Zejun, you have to give you an explanation! Just hand over the desert worship post, and then go back to your gate!"

Hearing Emperor Xiao's words, the corners of Zejun's mouth twitched, and then he glanced at Broken Waves again, and then nodded at Chi Lian.

Chi Lian hesitated a little when he saw Zejun's instructions, but in the end, he obediently took out a golden post from his arms!

In fact, before Zejun and his party came, they were fully prepared. Zejun had already expected that things would inevitably change, so in order to prepare for emergencies, he brought out this desert worship post together, but he didn't expect that it would really come in handy today.

Desert worship post, the whole body is made of pure gold thinning, shaped, four inches long, three inches wide, two inches thick, the whole body is golden, there are four dragons flying phoenix dancing red characters in the middle, the name says: Desert worship post! And the back of the post, is four sentences written in red pen, "Guanwai Yunxue, the Western Desert, the person who gets this post, rampant!"

Chi Lian took the post in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and finally handed it to Zejun.

After Zejun took the post, he slowly stretched out his right index finger and put it to his mouth, and then bit his teeth lightly, biting his index finger, and the red blood slipped out in an instant.

Zejun used his index finger as a pen and blood and water as ink on the front of the desert worship post to write the three big characters of "Burial Sword Building"!

Then, Zejun waved his hand, and the desert worship post flew directly towards Zhang Peng.

Zhang Peng stretched out his hand and grasped the desert worship post firmly in his hand.

Zejun looked at Zhang Peng and said loudly: "After today, everyone will not owe anything!"

Zejun said, turned around and arched his hand at Xiao Huang, and said lightly: "Master Xiao Zhuang, I have offended a lot this time, and I hope Haihan! Now that the matter is resolved, it is inconvenient for us to disturb too much!

Emperor Xiao also arched his hand at Zejun, and said loudly: "I won't send it far!"

Zejun chuckled, then turned around and walked outside. Chi Lian and Xu Yuan hurriedly followed, only inexplicably, after taking a deep look at Xiao Yajun, they left angrily unwillingly.

The situation in the Dragon Palace is changing, and it is still very lively, and the killing intent is everywhere, and now it is just a cup of tea, and it is quiet, and this change makes everyone feel embarrassed!

Looking at Zejun who was hurrying away, Zhang Peng's face was still as calm as ever, but seeing that his hand holding the desert worship post was getting tighter and tighter, and his knuckles were faintly turned a little white due to excessive force.

So many things have happened outside the Guan, and in the end it is just for the sake of this desert worship post in their hands! And the suffering suffered by Zhang Peng and others outside the Guan, can it really be written off from now on, as Zejun said?

Or is this just Zhang Peng's temporary forbearance...

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