As soon as the carriage stopped in front of Wan Yanjing, the young people of all the surrounding tribes hurriedly flashed a few feet away from the carriage, especially the young woman, who was even more busy hiding in the corner or behind the relatives, for fear of being seen by the people inside. However, there were also some well-dressed people who were obviously not interested in the owner of the carriage, but simply stopped to the side, as if they were preparing for a good show.

A young man who walked down from the car was wearing clothes sewn with gorgeous silk and satin, but he was wearing a thick coat sewn from deerskin and holding a folding fan in his hand. But this person jumped off the carriage comfortably, and turned around twice unscrupulously in front of Wan Yan Jing, like a peacock courting, which suddenly made Wan Yan Jing disgusted.

This young man who was dressed up flamboyantly but had a rough appearance was the son of Wulan Gang, the city lord of Wujiang City. He is notorious in Wujiang City, and he has done a lot of things to rob people and girls to bully the market, so the people around him are so nervous when they see his carriage.

"Sister Jing, you've been to the Central Plains, how do you look at me?"

Sister Jing heard this, Yan Jing was about to vomit immediately. In the past few days, the three of them have been preparing supplies in this Wujiang City, who knows that this Wulan Shu didn't know which person reported that there was a rare beauty in the city, and he actually stopped in front of Wan Yan Jing the next day. Wan Yan Jing didn't want to make trouble, so she perfunctory a few words to him, but she didn't expect this guy to be entangled with Wan Yan Jing since then. If it weren't for Shang Zhengyu who kept pulling, Ziqi might have gone up directly with a sword to give this unlearned and unskilled second ancestor the result.

With Wan Yan Jing's character, it is already the limit to be able to endure once or twice, but as a result, this Ulan technique has been challenged again and again, how can Wan Yan Jing endure it!

"Young Master Wulan, although this dress is gorgeous, it is usually worn by the little minister in the Central Plains Qinglou when he solicits guests, as for what the little minister does, I don't need to say more. ”

After Yan Jing's words, he immediately blocked the Ulan technique, and the figure that had just turned halfway suddenly froze in place, his face turned red like = pig liver, and in his eyes, all the people around him looked at him like watching a play, making him angry and a little helpless at the same time.

Although his father is the lord of Wujiang City, there are many young leaders and respected elders of other tribes in the city at this moment, and he is not allowed to come here.

"Abandon the child, go. ”

Wan Yan Jing turned over and got on the horse, and with a shake of the reins, the whole person instantly passed by the Ulan Shu, not paying attention to the meaning of the second ancestor at all. Ziqi's eyes flashed blue, he took one last look at the Ulan technique, and then followed Yan Jing and left. At this moment, Ulanshu suddenly felt cold all over his body for some reason, and it felt like a wild wolf hidden in the snow staring at his back, making his hair rise and he didn't know where the danger came from.

Shang Zhengyu is the most casual one. He carefully looked at the Ulan technique, as if he was thinking about something in his heart, and was the last to step away

Go. None of the three of them took care of this Ulan technique from beginning to end.

Ulanshu couldn't figure out where Yan Jing came from, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of her, Ziqi's actions were quite secretive, and he couldn't see his face with a mask, so he was consciously regarded as a captive by Ulanshu. In contrast, Shang Zhengyu's performance really fell in the eyes of Ulanshu. A slave from the Central Plains actually dared to look at himself with ridicule, and all the resentment in Wulanshu's heart seemed to have found a breakthrough, and he poured out his head to Shang Zhengyu!

"What a bold slave, you dare to despise my Ulan Technique, come on, take it for me!"

It was not the first time that Ulanshu suddenly changed his face, and the guards around him were ready one by one when Ulanshu's face froze, and at this moment, Qi Qi pulled out his waist scimitar and surrounded Shang Zhengyu, and the neat and uniform battle was actually a little more neat than the cavalry battle formation that was about to charge, which made Shang Zhengyu look at it twice.

But it was just two eyes, and his face didn't even change in the slightest, which made Ulanshu's heart even more annoyed as if it was on fire.

"Ulanshu, you dare to move my people!"

After Yan Jing turned around, a pair of beautiful eyebrows seemed to have turned into two frost blades, stabbing straight at the Ulan technique. The sound of warning pierced through the sky like a sharp sword, and suddenly spread throughout the entire main street of Wujiang City!

A group of guards were buzzing in their eardrums at this loud shout, and they immediately put away their original pride, they were also considered to be captured warriors who had fought on the battlefield, and their judgment of the enemy's combat strength was much more accurate than ordinary people. Among the onlookers, those from extraordinary backgrounds also had solemn expressions, and they all judged her cultivation from Wan Yanjing's warning.

At least it's the pinnacle of the mundane realm, and this woman can't afford to mess with herself.

It's a pity that the second ancestor of Wulanshu is negligent in cultivation on weekdays, and he doesn't know much about the division of the four realms of martial arts, and he only feels that Yan Jing's drinking question makes him very angry, he is used to being rampant, where has he received this kind of warning, and his brain is hot, and he directly ordered the people around him to die: "The people of the Central Plains are our dogs! I can kill him if I want to!

The guards complained bitterly, but the young master gave a death order, so they could only do it!

More than 20 guards immediately rushed towards Shang Zhengyu to kill them, while the others stopped in front of Wan Yan Jing and Ziqi under the hint of Wulan Shu, separating them from Shang Zhengyu, this is an iron heart to do it!

"Interesting. ”

Shang Zhengyu actually didn't panic at all, even the captain of the guard here was just a peak of the mortal realm, and he could be wiped out at will. He was thinking about keeping things under control as much as possible and not expanding them any longer, but it seemed like he was thinking about it

With these two ancestors here, I'm afraid that I can't do anything by myself!

The scimitar was already there, but perhaps because of the unique affection of the captives for horses, no one swung the knife at Shang Zheng

The war horse under the crotch of the feather made Shang Zhengyu's expression relaxed.

Immediately after, the wind in the field was fierce!

"The wind rises, the clouds surge!"

Shang Zhengyu drank violently, slapped his palms one after another, and drew a series of palm shadows in the air, like a necklace, connecting them to seal all areas around his body tightly. No scimitar could cut through his palm, not even a corner of his clothes. The stormy attack of twenty people only ended up with their own shocks.

Some people fell to the ground, some people bumped into the officials behind them, and those who wanted to show their faces in front of the young master the most were beaten the hardest, and the strength of the counterattack made them rush backwards at a speed faster than the previous charge, I don't know how many times, and smashed directly into the deep store, except for the weak wail, no one got up again.

The changes are so great that the second ancestor of Ulanshu has not reflected it at all.

"You, you actually dare to beat my people! Don't you want to live, a dog in the Central Plains? You actually rush to resist! You...... Hmm!"

Before he could finish his words, a dark shadow fell from the sky, and he only felt that he was spinning for a while, as if he was about to faint. When he came back to his senses, a huge horseshoe was facing the door in front of him, and the smoke and dust splashed all over the head of the Ulanshu, but he didn't dare to move at all, and his consciousness was even more sober than ever.

Ulanshu didn't see it, but in fact, Ziqi had already flown back, grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him upside down in his hand with a somersault. Ziqi on horseback grabbed Ulanshu's ankle and deliberately placed his face close to the front hooves of the warhorse. When the Ulan technique was about to collapse, Shang Zhengyu gave Zi Qi a look, and Zi Qi threw the second ancestor on the road with a flick of his hand, and suddenly there was a tumbling sound and a long-lasting scream.

"Who dares to use force in Wujiang City, don't you want to live!"

A loud explosion exploded from the end of the street, and the rich cultivation contained in it could be heard from afar.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and it turned out to be the patrol on the main street of Wujiang City who had heard the movement just now and came to check. One of them was tall and tall, a few points taller than Yelu Hefeng that Shang Zhengyu had seen, and it was Qiu Weng, the captain of the patrol. His cultivation has been stabilized in the situation, coupled with his strong figure, he walks like a tiger descending the mountain, making people involuntarily make way for him.

Shang Zhengyu's face sank, and he was going to suffer!

"Young master, what's wrong with you!"

Qiu Weng saw at a glance the Wulan Shu who fell to the ground and only moaned, and without saying a word, he directly ordered: "Come on, tie them up for me!"