Wu Zhenyi on the battlefield turned his head and looked at his titular clan uncle, squinting his eyes, his threat was full, but the old man Wu Sanjue also glared back unceremoniously, the same murderous aura was revealed, and he did not hide it.

Ever since twelve years ago, when Wu Zhenyi, who was just a child, brutally tore apart two people who tried to discipline him, and was taken away and imprisoned by Lord Martial God, Wu Sanjue silently made up his mind, as long as you Wu Zhenyi found a reason for me, then I would definitely not care about what the old man would think.

You, a monster born in a martial arts family, should be dealt with by the martial arts family themselves!

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a while, whether it was the tens of thousands of people watching the battle in the field, or the masters sitting on the high platform, they were all a little inexplicable, and they really didn't know which one the uncle and nephew were making trouble.

Only Wu Can, who was standing at the bottom, after swallowing his saliva carefully, silently retreated to the side, away from Wu Zhenyi, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, the martial family has such a demon, I really don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, looking at the angry look of the third uncle, it won't be to make a move on Wu Zhenyi in public.

He was a little scared.

The pressure that Wu Zhenyi brought to Wu Can had directly affected his martial courage, and even he knew that if he couldn't defeat this heartfelt fear head-on, then he wouldn't want to expect a second grade of righteousness in his life, but he couldn't help it, because he didn't even have the courage to face Wu Zhenyi, a cousin who was more than ten years younger than him, and at this moment he didn't even dare to speak out to persuade either side.

Wu Can sighed quietly.

What a wreck.

After the uncle and nephew stalemate for a few breaths, Wu Zhenyi suddenly grinned, lowered his head, turned around silently, and walked to his own seat.

Thunder cleaved, and the gods struck!

Wu Sanjue was already angry and didn't think about showing mercy at all, Rao is Wu Zhen was on guard early in the morning, but he was still hit by this divine blow and rolled to the ground, most of his muscles and bones were shattered at once, and his body exuded a smell of burnt paste, and he was already seriously injured.

He fell to the ground, his face very gloomy.

Sure enough, this old man is not what he can fight now.

With the body of the third grade, he received a blow from the god of the first-grade martial artist with anger and did not die, which is enough for ordinary martial artists to brag about for a lifetime, but in Wu Zhenyi's opinion, he is a little dissatisfied with himself, you can imagine how arrogant he is.

Seeing this, Wu Sanjue on the high platform was surprised in his heart, and wanted to continue to attack Wu Zhenyi, but found that he suddenly couldn't move, he immediately turned his head to look at the only Chang'an military governor who could do this, Bai Jingque, and asked unceremoniously in a deep voice: "What, Lord Wudu, I can't teach my own children a lesson?"

Bai Jingque didn't look at him, but said lightly: "This is a martial arts, don't kill people." ”

On the battlefield, Wu Zhenyi had already managed to get up from the ground slowly, even though he was covered in scorching and bleeding everywhere, but when he raised his head, he still couldn't hide his unruly and fierce aura.

"Boom!"

He sneered, casually spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, stood up straight, and immediately turned around and walked out of the field, and the three people from Yangzhou Zhenwusi were also quickly carried out after being severely injured and unconscious.

Seeing that Wu Sanjue had already personally taught his nephew a lesson, even if the one from Yangzhou Town Wusi was a little dissatisfied, he didn't say anything, on the battlefield, his skills were not as good as others, and there was nothing to argue about.

On the dragon chair, Li Xuan, the Son of Heaven, stared at Wu Zhenyi, who was faltering below, with great interest, and said with a smile: "This Wu Zhenyi has some meaning." ”

Yang Zhaopu said in a deep voice on the side: "Unruly and untamable. ”

Li Xuan, the Son of Heaven, suddenly said: "Uncle Guo's righteous son, it seems to be the same?"

When Yang Zhaopu heard this, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said: "There is no way to discipline the ministers......

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by Li Xuan's mouth.

"Hey, Uncle Guo doesn't have to be like this, I don't blame Uncle Guo, it's just that there are some things that have appeared once, and they won't appear again next time. ”

Yang Zhaopu was silent for three breaths before he came back to his senses, hurriedly lowered his head, and saluted respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

Below.

He Jizhen on the seat was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, and there was a hint of panic in his tone.

"He, is he that, that Wu Zhenyi?"

Li Qingchen, who sat up straight, frowned, looked at the yellow-haired young man who still had the strength to support himself after being hit by the divine face, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, he is that Wu Zhenyi." ”

Shen Jianxin fell back and sat back in his chair, but his tone was a little lazy.

"Sure enough, it's still so fierce and uninhibited, but it seems that the attitude of the martial arts people towards him is not very good. ”

When Li Qingchen heard this, he shook his head, with a bit of emotion in his voice.

"Who in heaven and earth would dare to be kind to a person like him?"

After half a pillar of incense, the people of Chang'an, who had recovered from the emergency just now, all stretched their necks with excitement on their faces at this moment, staring at the center of the martial arts viewing field, and on the vast battlefield, they began to wave their flags and shout for the Wuhou adults who supported them.

Pei Min lightly tapped the scabbard on his side expressionlessly, and Devonina on the side looked excited, bending her legs slightly, obviously ready to fight, just waiting to quickly fight with the other party, while the old man Qin Yu hung his hands and smiled gently.

The three people on the opposite side are all from the Lingnan area, and they are the predecessors who have already stepped into the realm of the three products, and the three of them are not bare-handed, but they all hold a single knife, but there is a very obvious difference in style.

At first, the handle of the long knife in the hand of this person is extremely long, so he holds the knife in both hands, and its blade is also completely different from the long knife of the Daluo Dynasty, its blade is slender, and it has a slight arc, but it is a knife brought back from Fusang Island, named "Yuan Fox", it is said that this person had studied art with the Wa country in his early years, and after returning to Daluo, he took the strengths of both sides, integrated into one, and became a school of his own, the knife technique is extremely exquisite, and enjoys a good reputation in the Lingnan generation!

The second person is rough in appearance and burly in figure, and he also has a wide-backed knife as huge as a door panel, which is held on the ground with a knife, and just standing there gives people an extremely strong sense of oppression, as for the third person, it is a female swordsman, holding a three-inch short knife that is extremely gorgeous, and the handle of the knife is even inlaid with precious stones.

The most surprising thing was that the three of them stood together, and their aura blended naturally with each other, and it was obvious that they must be extremely good at the art of joint strikes, and they might even have the same mastery, otherwise it would be impossible to be so mellow and flawless.

Li Qingchen looked at the field, unwilling to let go of any detail, after all, this Master Pei was a martial artist six years ago, and his true strength, Li Qingchen had not really seen it so far, so he was naturally very curious.

On the battlefield, as the referee appointed by the imperial court left, Pei Min immediately stretched out his hand, hugged his fists and said, "Please!"

After speaking, his mind moved, the long sword came out of its sheath by itself, he held the sword in one hand, and rushed out in an instant, and Daphnina on the side saw it and immediately shouted dissatisfied.

"Hey, wait!"

Qin Yu, the old man who was also in the same team, just stood aside, and didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, just swept the battle for the two of them.

Seeing this, the three people on the opposite side were not polite, and the three of them did not need to communicate, so they tacitly rushed forward in the shape of a pin, and in the blink of an eye, they had already met Pei Min who was coming towards them.

Pei Min raised his sword, and the man holding the sword immediately raised his sword to greet him, and the two people next to him also seized the opportunity and slashed at the same time, their goal was very clear, since the opponent was out of touch, then gather the strength of the three people to solve one person first, and then slowly deal with the remaining two.

"Bell!"

The long sword collided with the sword, and a brilliant spark suddenly bloomed, Pei Min looked calm, unmoved, kicked sideways, and instantly kicked away the short knife woman who was attacking him on the side, and then his body flashed, and he dodged the heavy slash of the wide-backed broadsword on the side!

However, the latter is not an ordinary martial artist, the burly man didn't wait for this knife to land, he immediately flipped the big knife, turned it into a horizontal slash, and continued to chase towards Pei Min!

Pei Min didn't need to look back at all, the god accidentally let go, so he naturally became his second pair of eyes, his wrist flipped, the long sword was erected back, and he successfully blocked this powerful blow, the sword body was not damaged in the slightest, and his feet did not move a bit!

At this moment, the man in front seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and slashed down quickly, that posture, there was a sense of wanting to split Pei Min in two, Pei Min turned around and kicked the stomach of the rough man, turned around and made a sword, successfully blocked the opponent's knife from top to bottom, and then the long sword rotated, with the sword to the side, after the sword was collected, between the lightning and flint, another sword came out!

A bloody light burst out!

The man with the sword was in pain, took three steps back, and covered his left shoulder with one hand, his face full of surprise, because the opponent had successfully pierced his left shoulder just now, and even the left sleeve was torn in half.

The three of them surrounded Pei Min in the center again, but Pei Min was not afraid, but gently shook the long sword in his hand, rotated his wrist slightly, and flipped the sleeve wrapped on it, wrapped around the sword body, and then he wiped it with his left hand at will, wiped off the blood stained on it by the way, and threw it on the ground.

With one against three, one person was successfully injured in an instant, and the blood stains on the sword body were wiped off with the opponent's torn clothes, and the demeanor of the sword fairy was fully revealed, and even the people on the high platform had to praise loudly.

What a white-clothed sword fairy!