Chapter 59: The Alternate Holy Son of the Imperial Sect was hit hard with one arrow
Knock Knock –
Bursts of fairy music sounded, and the banquet was very lively.
Since the reappearance of ancient martial arts, the glamorous sounds of scientific and technological civilization have not been liked by warriors, but have been fond of retro music.
Although the music of technological civilization is diverse, it is difficult to compare it with classical music that is elegant, has a rhyme, and even has offensive power. For example, Xia Qianyu can not only use the holy book, staff, etc., but also use the sound of the guqin to perform the secret technique of spiritual power.
"We warriors, born for war, is it interesting to put on all these flowers? Could it be that when the beast comes, you put on some music, songs, and poems, and the beast will let you go?"
The junior disciple of the young master of the Imperial Sect snorted coldly and glanced at all sides.
His name is Peng Ji, and he is the strongest member of the younger generation of the Peng family, an ancient martial arts family in the Nanzhao region, and he is also the alternate saint son of the Imperial Sect. The strength is strong, and he has cultivated to the middle stage of the third order.
There are very few people in the younger generation in Nanzhao who can compare with him.
"Pengey, what do you want to do?"
The Holy Maiden of Nanzhao frowned slightly and stared at Peng Ji.
Although this is a gathering of the ancient martial arts circles in the Nanzhao area, the nominal initiator is Nanzhaomen. In the past, the ancient kingdom of Nanzhao ruled this place for hundreds of years, and in a sense, most of the Taoist generals were once vassals of Nanzhao.
Nanzhaomen is also the number one force in the Nanzhao region, and Peng Ji is so faceless, which is a bit excessive.
"Hehe-Don't get me wrong, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, Peng Ji means a gathering of our warriors. You shouldn't be like mortals, listening to music, singing, dancing, etc., so what's the point? It should be a martial fight, not a cultural fight. Su Xuanjiao, the alternate saint of the Five Immortals Sect, laughed and stood up to support Peng Ji.
"Yes, we are martial artists, what does it mean to be so civil?"
"The soft, those who don't know think that we are worldly beings, that this is a worldly gathering. ”
"If you want me to say, it's better to have a competition, or a sword dance, etc. ”
"A warrior should look like a warrior. If even warriors often listen to the sound of delight like ordinary people, then who will protect the heavens and the earth, and who will defend against the fierce beasts?"
Immediately, many people responded, thinking that listening to songs, dancing, watching shows, etc. were too boring.
It was a mortal thing, and a warrior should drink wine in a big bowl, eat meat, and kill the enemy vigorously.
"If it's just a martial artist in my Nanzhao region, it's okay to try it a little and not hurt your anger. But with a distinguished guest today, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. ”
Nanzhao Holy Maiden said lightly.
"Heh—distinguished guest—is that referring to him? Ye Wushuang, I heard that you are very good. was rampant and domineering in Wumeng, and now he is coming to my Nanzhao to show off his might. ”
Peng Ji sneered and pointed at Ye Wushuang.
The corners of his mouth were full of disdain, and the depths of his eyes were full of murderous intent.
Someone from the Imperial Sect participated in the assassination of Ye Wushuang, but as a result, he went and did not return, and was killed by Ye Wushuang. This Imperial Sect was very unhappy, and Peng Ji was the person in charge of the affairs of the Imperial Sect in the Tiannan region as the agent for this return to Tiannan.
He needs Liwei, he needs a huge bounty, and killing Ye Wushuang is the best choice.
"Ye Wushuang, you've been running fast lately. Hehe-Nanzhao is not a desolate place like Wumeng, you can come sideways in Wumeng, come here, it's better to be good to me. Otherwise, my sister will teach you a lesson for your parents. ”
Su Xuanjiao laughed, and between her words, she didn't put Ye Wushuang in her eyes at all.
The loss of the Five Immortals Sect was even greater, and the Imperial Sect had only fallen an elite disciple. The Five Immortals Sect not only lost a disciple, but also a Yellow Immortal.
"I thought that you, the Imperial Sect and the Five Immortals Sect, would only do some things in the dark corners. I didn't expect you to be able to stand in the sun—"
Ye Wushuang's expression was calm, and he glanced at the two of them.
The Imperial Sect and the Five Immortals Sect sent people to assassinate him, and he had already written down this account.
Now, the people of these two sects still dare to come to find fault. Do you really think that if he is in the Nanzhao region, he will not dare to kill people? He has already offended the Snake Witch God Sect, and he doesn't care about offending the Imperial Sect and the Five Immortals Sect at all.
In the whole of China, the Imperial Sect and the Five Immortal Sect are just third-rate forces, although some people have recently broken through to the grandmaster level.
"Hahaha - if you can't get on the table, try it. Ye Wushuang, do you dare to fight me?"
Penge laughed, very arrogant.
"The martial arts I cultivate are never used for martial arts competitions, let alone for viewing. It's used to kill the enemy, so, I refuse-" Ye Wushuang's expression was calm and unmoved.
"Hahaha-coincidentally, this martial art, once it is shot, it will either be dead or injured. If you are a man, fight with me. ”
Peng Ji thought that Ye Wushuang was timid and even more unscrupulous.
"Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”
Seeing this, Ye Wushuang said coldly.
At this point, if he doesn't make a move, it will be a wretch.
"It's rampant enough, you just wait and see how I teach this heavenly thing. The people of Wumeng also dare to come to my Nanzhao to run rampant, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive. ”
Peng Ji sneered and came to the martial arts arena in the center of the square.
"The little carving insect skill of the Imperial Sect dares to show it-"
Ye Wushuang also walked into the martial arts arena, looked around, and finally stared at Peng Ji.
Phew-
Peng Ji didn't talk nonsense, and shot directly, and a flying knife was wrapped by Yuan Li, cutting through the sky and making a sonic boom. Like a meteorite slipping, with terrifying killing intent and momentum.
"Terrifying--the Imperial Object Sect is worthy of being a sect with a grandmaster, and Peng Ji has only cultivated a sonic boom-level Imperial Object Technique in the middle of the third order. ”
People exclaimed that Peng Ji's family could only be regarded as second- and third-rate in the Nanzhao region, and the strongest was only a fifth-order martial artist, and there was only one. If you stay in the Nanzhao region to cultivate, it is impossible to be so strong.
There is a sect with a grandmaster, and the background is indeed comparable to ordinary forces.
"The terrifying thing about the Imperial Sect is that it can attack from a distance, or even in groups. I heard that when the ancestor of the Imperial Sect broke through the grandmaster, hundreds of flying knives flew together, and that scene was too shocking. ”
The Moon Worship Saintess stared at the flying knife and couldn't help but be a little worried about Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang's toughness is mainly reflected in the fact that there are many subordinates, and they are all third, fourth, and fifth-order powerhouses, and ordinary sect families are not opponents at all. But he himself, who had just broken through to the third-order martial artist, was still much weaker in cultivation compared to the elites of the great families and sects.
"Gale Swordsmanship—"
Ye Wushuang snorted coldly and danced the ancient sword in his hand.
Sneering –
One after another, the sword qi was agitated, the vitality was three-dimensional, and his combat power far exceeded that of a second-order martial artist. The power and effect of swordsmanship have undergone qualitative changes, and the sword qi has become substantial.
In the first and second order, there is almost no cultivation of sword qi, and the three-dimensional vitality of a third-order martial artist also means that sword qi can be cultivated.
Snort –
The sword light stirred, knocking the flying knife out.
"How many can you block? Nine swords fly—"
Peng Ji sneered, and directly attacked the killer, and the nine flying knives cut through the sky and swooped straight at Ye Wushuang. This is no longer a competition, he wants to use the competition to kill Ye Wushuang.
"Looking for death—"
Ye Wushuang used the Gale Sword Technique to resist the flying knife.
When the sword light and sword qi temporarily blocked the flying knife, the Dayi Divine Bow appeared in his hand, and he bent the bow and pulled the string, and through the injection of Yuan Force, condensed an energy arrow feather.
Phew-
The arrow feathers pierced the sky, and in the midst of the shocked gazes of the people, they shot Pengkey away.
"Vulnerable, if I had used arrow feathers, you would have died—"
Ye Wushuang put away the divine bow and said indifferently.