The situation of the martial arts field seems to be very unfavorable to the martial arts of Chang'an Town, although on the surface they have the advantage of combat power, but in fact, if they have not really fought each other, no one dares to say such big words, besides, there are so many innocent people, dignitaries, and important people of the wealthy family, once they are affected by the pond fish, they have to be saved.

But this martial arts battle, often in the slightest and instantaneous between life and death, the most taboo, is the word distraction, once caught in the fight of life and death, someone next to suddenly called for help, once they were implicated in the past, and at the same time can not immediately make a choice, even if only half a breath, may be directly defeated, or even die on the spot.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden terrible scream from the bottom, Chang'an Division and the people of the Zhenwu Hall almost turned their heads to look at it together, but saw that they were dressed like ordinary street people, Zhang Zangxiang, who was not recognized by few people before, was pinching the head of a Zhenwu Hall member with one hand, and with just a slight pinch of his hands, under the palms, it was as if he had crushed two watermelons, and easily pinched the heads of these two people, and from beginning to end, these two people did not even have the strength to resist, only a miserable scream in vain.

Zhang Zangxiang's face was resolute, and he looked up at the menacing group of people from the True Martial Hall in the air, without a trace of fear on his face.

"The capital of Daluo, the imperial city, how can you let the night be wild?"

In the ring, because he is just competing with his peers, he also needs to restrain his strength, lest he accidentally hurt others, but when facing the people of the True Martial Palace, he can use his power without restrictions, and once he urges the dragon elephant with ten percent strength, it is the same five grades, and how many people can be his enemies in a frontal battle?

The power of the dragon elephant was added to his body, making his whole person grow in a circle, like a Buddhist protector god descending to earth, full of pure and domineering sense of power, just stepped lightly, and immediately saw the surrounding earth cracked, around him, there were three masks painted with star maps of the Zhenwu Hall people did not dare to step forward directly for a while.

Zhang Zangxiang stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, and said in a deep voice: "The battle between the warriors must not hurt the innocent, and after letting the unrelated people leave this place, I am willing to decide the winner and the winner, and I am willing to share life and death, and I will accompany them all!"

The middle-aged man who had been leaning over his waist, holding his hands behind his back, and looking like a sick ghost, lowered his head, glanced at the extraordinary Zhang Zangxiang, then shook his head, and said a little boringly: "Dragon Elephant is like a skill, I killed him too hard, it's not worth it, change someone to play with him?"

Ling Yueyan, who had two completely different charms of sexiness and elegance, just those two long legs that were well-proportioned and not much flesh were enough to fascinate the world, and Ling Yueyan smiled lightly: "Lu Qi, he is the subordinate of that kid in Luoyang City, even if you can kill him, do you dare?"

The "Plague God Serious Illness" has already been cultivated, and even the middle-aged man Lu Qi, who has a headache when he sees the people of the Medicine King Valley, did not say a word.

It is meaningless to talk ruthlessly, the descendants in Luoyang City, if they are born, they are the grandsons of the Luoyang Martial God, and they are much stronger than a star official of the True Martial Palace, and the topic of who is stronger between the Luoyang Martial God and the Lord of the True Martial Palace has been fighting on the rivers and lakes for decades, and there is no result until now.

If it is compared to strength, although the two of them are now martial arts masters of the four grades, but he can pinch himself to death with only one hand, there is no need to doubt this, not to mention that this is just now, and in another year or two, he may not even need to kill himself with one hand, and when the time comes, he only uses one look, and he doesn't know how he died, even if the life-saving magic power in his cultivation is also a must, but if he is against him, he must not think about it, maybe it is better to kneel down and beg for mercy directly?

In a few years, the third grade that is less than eighteen years old, Lu Qi just thinks about it, and he feels a little cold standing in the sky.

If it is really that kid's subordinate, he really doesn't dare to do it easily, otherwise unless he hides in Zhenwu Mountain for the rest of his life, otherwise as long as he takes a step out, it is estimated that it will be a dead word, and no one can keep it.

The words disturbed her own people's minds, but Ling Yueyan didn't feel anything wrong at all, she looked down at it, and then smiled: "But that kid can be killed." ”

As she looked at it, she found that she was not talking about someone else, it was Shen Jianxin, who had just recovered from his injuries after three days of recuperation, and came to watch the battle, but he did not enter the martial arts arena to watch the battle, he was afraid that because of himself, his friends would be distracted and defeated.

With a wave of Ling Yueyan's hand, a silver ring like a full moon smashed towards Shen Jianxin's vest, Li Qingchen, who raised his head at the bottom, saw it clearly, his heart suddenly burst, and he was about to hurry up to remind him, when Leng Buding's jaw ached, and the whole person was hit by a sudden punch, and then he was stepped on his stomach with a kick, and was directly stepped into the ruins generated by the explosion of the ring.

The Xuan Huang True Qi around Yang Chen's body was agitated, showing that his mood was extremely unstable, and after the two sneak attacks knocked Li Qingchen down, he sneered wildly: "Don't be distracted! Between you and me, it's not over yet!"

Li Qingchen, who fell in the ruins, had qi and blood surging in his body, almost vomiting blood, when he had defeated the five-clawed golden dragon with all his strength, he had already suffered internal injuries due to the huge power of counterattack, including the flesh and blood of his right arm, which was still being reborn, but Yang Chen's attitude and actions completely angered him.

If the previous series of things made him hate nothing more than Uncle Guo's Mansion and Yang Si, the villain who played tricks behind his back, then he was really killing Yang Chen now, even stronger than when he faced Yang Si.

This madman, at such a time, is still obsessed with the game.

"You madman!"

Li Qingchen popped out of the ruins suddenly, poked out a punch in the smoke and dust, and slammed it into Yang Chen's face, and after the latter's body was crooked, followed by a punch in return, the two separated at the same time, Li Qingchen didn't want to entangle with this madman any more, and was about to step to help Shen Jianxin, but Leng Buding was hit his back again.

In mid-air, Ling Yueyan stretched out her hand to take back the moon ring that had been distorted by a martial artist from Chang'an Town, and then looked at the bottom, and couldn't help but smile: "It's a good seedling for martial arts." ”

The True Martial Hall is a common holy place for martial artists in the world, and it gathers a group of people who are obsessed with martial arts, and Yang Chen's performance at this moment falls in her eyes, that is, a proper martial madman, which is most in line with the concept of their True Martial Palace.

No matter how the two people at the bottom fight, they and the people of the martial arts division of Chang'an Town will naturally not be polite.

For one hundred and fifty years, one side wants to set rules for the world's martial artists, and restrain the world's martial artists by force, while the other side wants to untie the shackles and completely liberate the hearts of the martial artists.

Although it is true that the hands of the people are a little less than the other party, Ling Yueyan is very confident, how can these little cubs in front of her compare to them who came out of Zhenwu Mountain.

A seat in green clothes, extremely conspicuous, and also the highest status among the people on the side of the True Martial Palace, Lu Cun Xingjun, after losing one hand, leaned out with one hand, and once again used his ability to penetrate the four fields.

"The Daluo Dynasty, perverse, heaven and earth do not tolerate! The Zhenwu Division has been bound to us for one hundred and fifty years! And my Zhenwu Hall is different, what we have to do is to restore the proper status of our martial artists! How can mortals be qualified to oppress and enslave us? The martial artists here listen well, those who are willing to join my Zhenwu Palace, they only need to take the head of a Daluo official, they can get our protection, and then go to Zhenwu Mountain together, I will do things in Lucun, the most just, and I will do what I say, and I will never break my word!"

There was an uproar down there.

Kill a Da Luo official?

Regardless of whether he was forced or not, as long as anyone dared to do this, it would be equivalent to directly being the enemy of the entire Daluo Imperial Court, who would dare?

Not to mention that many young boys and girls have never killed anyone at all, and once they do this, their entire family or division behind them will be implicated, even if they successfully join the True Martial Palace and get shelter, will the gains outweigh the losses?

Zhenwu Division, Hanging Mirror Division, and Prison Division, it's scary to think about, whoever dares to kill someone, then I'm afraid that I will be targeted by these three divisions for the rest of my life.

Seeing that no one seemed to be moved, Lu Cun Xingjun said again: "If you don't want to do it, the sword has no eyes, whether you are dead or injured, as for those who are willing to join my Zhenwu Palace, after returning to Zhenwu Mountain with us afterwards, there are all kinds of peerless learning for you to choose, including the Tianpin True Scriptures, all of which are for you to read, and there are also all kinds of pills, all of which can be given to you to practice, not only that, but the seniors on Zhenwu Mountain will also give you guidance and guidance." What I really want to do in the Martial Arts Hall is to revitalize the martial arts and restore the glory of our martial artists! I think that our martial artists have always been at ease between heaven and earth, even if they are immortals, they can't restrain me in the slightest, how can they be bullied by the court and a small town martial arts? Don't kneel anymore, brothers, stand up quickly, as long as you are with us, you don't have to be afraid of anything!"

Yixi's words are impassioned, and at the same time, he also uses great righteousness to influence these young people who are all successful in cultivation, but their general minds are not too mature, at this moment, at least some people are tempted.

First of all, not to mention the righteousness and the unrighteousness, even if young people are indeed easily deceived and used by the great truth and righteousness in the mouths of others, what really moves them is still one thing.

Absolutely unlearned!

Not to mention those rich children who are from families and have family help to arrange all resources, in fact, they don't suffer much, and any one who can grit his teeth and survive the next three grades of refining the body, which one is not really passionate about martial arts, just like those scholars who can endure the cold window and study hard for decades, and how many don't want to show their skills in the court?

In fact, what many people lack is not talent at all, at least, they themselves think so, in their opinion, the difference between them and those children of the tycoons is only in their background, if they can get the same resources, they can undoubtedly narrow or even fill the gap, after all, they are generally far stronger than others in terms of perseverance.

At the beginning of the founding of the Daluo Dynasty, relying on 100,000 iron hooves and countless eagle dogs to step on the rivers and lakes, confiscated all kinds of unique learning, after returning to Beijing, built a huge arsenal of storage, for a time how many Jianghu sects were greatly injured, and even directly extinct, countless popular unique schools were lost.

And what about Zhenwusi, for so many years, he has always cherished himself, not to mention outsiders, even if his own people want to be a local quality god is delusional, let alone a heavenly true scripture, and then look at the Zhenwu Palace, how generous people are, any mastery, read at will, and the elixir is given away, the seniors point out, what kind of treatment is this, how can they not be tempted?

What is implicated or not, what is not pursued, as long as you have the best mastery, you can cultivate for a few more years, and after you get out of the customs, you will be able to solve all the problems, right?

Young people's temperament, who will feel that they are weaker than others, they only feel that they are just one chance away.

Lao Wang is familiar with human nature, but when he skimmed the afterglow, he saw that the light in some people's eyes had begun to shake, and he knew that he couldn't allow this person to say any more, so he had to hurry up!

"Sword Soul!"

Lao Wang stretched out his hand and pointed at it, among the eighteen soldier souls he cultivated, he had the deepest comprehension, and even turned the void into reality, and the sword soul that had become an entity pierced the sky, and directly took the population of Lu Cun Xingjun, so fast that ordinary people could only see a fleeting cold light.

"Hey!"

I only heard a soft shout from the other side, a layer of fine quicksand came out of nowhere, and in an instant, it enveloped the sword soul that was like electricity, thinking that although this sword soul was sharp, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and kept penetrating the quicksand that wrapped the sword body, but the quicksand was both tangible and invisible, even if it was pierced, it would not hurt, and in turn continued to wrap the sword soul layer by layer, blocking its progress.

Seeing this, Lu Cun Xingjun, who was green-haired and blue-eyed and had a strange appearance, just smiled disdainfully.

"Carving insects are small tricks. ”