Do you want to escape?

Zhao Nu lowered his head and really began to hesitate.

Escaping is undoubtedly a betrayal, not to mention whether the True Martial Palace will pursue this matter afterwards, even he himself will sincerely feel ashamed, as a warrior who dares to fight with the sky, the earth, and people, as the most loyal servant under the young master, he actually escaped from the battle as soon as he encountered a strong enemy, leaving his master behind, what is this?

Not to mention。。。。。。

If he really escapes this time, then his martial courage, which is already full of cracks, may really be completely shattered, and then he will have no hope of reaching the third grade in this life.

To live or to die, that's the question.

At this moment, Li Qingchen suddenly stepped forward, clenched his fist, and hit Wu Zhenyi head-on with one punch, and the golden flames, like a long snake, coiled around his right arm again and again, setting off him like a god descending from the earth, not angry and arrogant.

"You're so noisy!"

Wu Zhenyi turned his head and looked at Li Qingchen, who was already close at hand, without the slightest idea of defense or counterattack, but said with a smile: "Brother Qingchen, as soon as someone comes to the table, he will put chopsticks on the most delicious plate, and the good things must be saved until the end, you wait for the time being, you don't have to rush to death." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, raised his index finger and lightly touched the other party, Li Qingchen's whole speed suddenly slowed down by more than a hundred times, although he still maintained the meaning of punching, but the action was as ridiculous as a turtle crawling.

Li Qingchen's face was full of astonishment, because just now with the opponent's casual finger, he felt that an extremely huge force was pressing on his body in an instant, and the feeling of oppression coming from every inch of his skin was so real, and when he went forward, it seemed that countless hands were dragging him desperately, and even the most ordinary leg lifting and stepping was so difficult.

This can't help but remind him of his childhood, when Lao Xin tied bags of heavy iron sand to his body in order to exercise him, and at that time, he felt the same way, only feeling that his every move was restricted, and it was so difficult to even raise his hand.

Is this his God-given martial destiny?

Wu Zhenyi turned his head, looked at the people in front of him with extremely solemn faces, supported his right elbow with his left hand, and moved forward a little bit, his tone was so light that it seemed that he was not fighting at all, but running out of the spring outing.

"Who should be the first one?"

Zhao Jin, who had re-tied up the green silk on his head, was heroic at the moment, and he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"I don't know. ”

"Huh!"

Translucent flames surged out, and above its back, two wings one foot long spread out, which were exquisitely beautiful, and she had disappeared in an instant with just a light fan, and the invisible pressure could not hinder it in the slightest!

With a clean flip, Zhao Jin smashed down with a volley, like a hammer on the head!

Unexpectedly, that Wu Zhenyi didn't dodge or dodge, just stood in place with a smile on his face, and didn't even raise his hand, completely letting the kick containing a trace of Nanming's fire power smash on his head!

"Bang!"

If you hit an iron wall, it is indestructible!

The next moment, in Zhao Jin's horrified eyes, Wu Zhen raised his head and smiled disdainfully.

"The people of the Hanging Mirror Division are really a group of wine bags and rice bags, claiming to be all over Kyushu, but in the end, even the heroes of Brother Qingchen were left out, but they let you rank second as a waste, come, tell me, how much silver did your True Martial Palace give them?"

As he spoke, without waiting for Zhao Jin to answer, let alone letting her evacuate safely, he directly stretched out a hand, grabbed her right leg that was still resting on top of his head, and waved it to the side, like a stick, and smashed her to the ground!

"Bang!"

The martial man's tempered body collided head-on with the solid ground, and the hard rocks below were all cracked, and Zhao Jin, who was smashed to the ground, also spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and he didn't have time to check the extent of his injuries, his heart was completely filled with extreme shock.

Is the gap between me and the first one so big?

"Young master!"

Seeing this, Liu Buku, who was also hesitating like Zhao Nu in the distance, exclaimed suddenly, gritted his teeth, released the true qi in his body, and discharged the invisible force, took three steps and made two steps, held the knife in both hands, and slashed fiercely!

"Kill!"

A pure and condensed sword qi that had become a substantial magnificence was just out of the blade in an instant, came to the front of Wu Zhenyi, and slashed at the vital part of his throat, but when the latter saw this, his expression was cold, as if he had been offended by Tianwei.

"Just insects, dare to swing a knife at me?"

Wu Zhenyi raised his right arm, which looked as thin as wood, and stretched it straight forward, without a trace of true qi to protect his body, just with the power of his body, he easily smashed the oncoming knife qi, and then grabbed the Pu knife in Liu Buku's hand.

"Click!"

Pu Dao was caught by Wu Zhenyi steadily, no matter how hard his master tried, he couldn't advance an inch again!

Liu Buku's eyes widened, staring at the yellow-haired young man with a cold face in front of him, and he couldn't help but start screaming in his heart.

Why, why did you dare to take this treasure knife in my hand with just flesh and blood, and my two broken knives didn't even cut a little of your skin, why is this, even if it is a third-grade martial artist, I have never heard of anyone who can do it to this extent!

Monsters, monsters!

How could he know that the well-known body refining madman in their True Martial Arts Palace, the dignified third-grade martial artist Yang Su, faced him, and was torn apart by him outside Youzhou City in just two rounds, if he knew, he probably wouldn't dare to make this knife again, but there was no turning back arrow when he opened the bow, and there was no regret medicine in the world to eat.

Wu Zhen's eyes were cold, and he didn't even deliberately exert himself, just pinched it lightly, and the Pu knife in his hand was instantly shattered, and the fragments of the Dao shot out, penetrating Liu Buku's body at once, and the latter flew out after screaming.

What a horrible thing!

After successively hitting Zhao Jin, who ranked second on the list, and Liu Buku, the swordsman who had a great reputation, the young man was still unscathed, and even his breath was still even, obviously these were not even a warm-up for him just now.

Wu Zhenyi shook his head gently, and there was not the slightest hint of mockery in his tone, as if he was just stating a fact.

"You're too weak. ”

As he spoke, he raised his foot and stepped on Zhao Jin, who was still lying on the ground, but at this moment, Zhao Nu, who had been thinking with his head down, suddenly raised his head and roared violently.

"Stinky boy, don't be too presumptuous!"

Seeing that Wu Zhenyi seemed to be going to kill his own young master, Zhao Nu couldn't hold back any longer, the anger in his heart had overshadowed the fear, and he immediately stepped on the ground, his body spun, and he slammed into Wu Zhenyi!

I also focus on the horizontal training path of physical cultivation, not to mention anything else, it is durable, everyone is a four-grade martial artist, you can still kill me with one move, even if you are seriously injured, as long as you can delay some time for the young master, it is worth it!

Wu Zhenyi scratched his head, his expression looking quite helpless.

"Why is it that there are always people looking for death in this world? ”

Seeing that the fat man suddenly turned into a big red spinning top, he was wrapped in the momentum of wind and thunder, and slammed into himself brutally.

Ordinary people face this move, except to escape, they can only be crushed into a puddle of meat mud, other than that, there is no way, but Wu Zhenyi just stretched out his right hand, grabbed it forward at will, and then pressed it down, and the meat spinning top in front of him stopped instantly!

Zhao Nu stared hard at his eyes, which had never been round in his life, watching him grab his head, drag it in front of him, and then pinch his left hand, and hit the center of his chest, it seemed that the speed was not fast, but because Zhao Nu had been completely suppressed by the overwhelming force and momentum, it was like a Kunlun Mountain smashed down on the head, and there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way to escape.

Surely death!

Zhao Nu slowly closed his eyes, already ready to wait quietly for death, with only infinite bitterness in his heart.

If the skills are not as good as others, what is the way?

It's just that I don't know if the young master can escape this catastrophe today, Lord Right Protector, come back quickly!

Just when the big fat man Zhao Nu was already hanging by a thread, a sword light suddenly flew on the side, and it was Shen Jianxin who waved his hand to summon back the black long sword that had been connected with him, and as soon as his wrist flipped, he handed out a sword and slashed towards Wu Zhen's wrist, Taixuan's sword qi walked with the sword, and the whole person was like a straight javelin, and its momentum had a decisive killing intent.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles!

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light, the qi on the young man's body is chivalrous, the sword in the young man's hand is chivalrous, and it is necessary to teach a hundred soldiers to respect it, this is the way of the sword, it is a killing weapon above all blades, and it is also a chivalrous weapon, a sword is handed out, open yin and yang, and divide life and death!

Among the nine surviving Heavenly Classics, if the method of the Maha Sutra is the most treacherous and difficult to prevent, and the method of the Frost Moon Sutra is the most offensive and defensive, then the Taixuan Sword Sutra is the martial arts with the strongest killing power!

The sword qi is so strong that the gods and ghosts are afraid of it!

Wu Zhen casually shook off the Zhao Nu who was in the way, anyway, it seems that this kind of waste that only grows a body of flesh, as long as he wants to, he can kill him at any time, and there is no need to rush at this time.

He took a deep breath, and a wonderful feeling rose in his heart that he had never felt before.

I think that since he stepped into the martial arts in his life, he has been advancing at a speed far beyond his peers, and even crushing the martial artists of his predecessors, and he has fallen into the point where there is no one in front of him early, the so-called high place is not cold, and he has never experienced a real battle that can be called a hearty battle, and maybe only by gathering these talents of the same generation together and attacking together can he feel a little fun of fighting.

"Taixuan Sword Sutra, it's a pity that only half of the Chang'an arsenal remains, otherwise it should be more interesting. ”

As he spoke, he slapped out a palm, and a huge palm three zhang high with clear lines suddenly appeared in front of him, as if there was a giant spirit probing his hand, and he slapped it fiercely towards Shen Jianxin, who came with a sword!