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Nangong Wuliang is the commander of the Martial Spirit Army, and except for Lei Jiuming, who has been promoted, no one present can suppress him.

Now, seeing him attacking Song Yan, most people don't like it in their hearts, but because of his identity, he didn't have a seizure.

And Song Yan didn't pay attention to Nangong's immeasurable provocation at all, and took a glass of wine to drink.

Seeing that Song Yan was silent, Nangong Wuliang intensified his shouting and asked, "You coward, don't you dare to accept my challenge!"

"Nangong Wuliang, don't go too far! This is not the place for you to play drunk. ”

Absolutely Wuxue took the case, pointed at Nangong Wuliang and scolded.

In the face of absolutely no snow, Nangong Wuliang looked at her with a sneer, and a look of resentment flashed in his eyes: "Stinky bitch, why are you scolding me, Lao Tzu is your fiancé, but you kiss me and me with other men in front of Lao Tzu, you are simply a shameless slut!"

"What do you say, if you have the guts, you can say it again!" Hearing this, the face of the absolute snow suddenly became cold as frost, and the eyes that looked at Nangong Wuliang were even more with a deep disgust.

Seeing the angry appearance of Jie Wuxue, Nangong Wuliang couldn't help but be happy, and said with a smack of his lips: "Tsk, you are allowed to do it and I am not allowed to say anything, shameless stinky slut!"

Seeing Nangong Wuliang losing his temper like this, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads secretly.

And Jue Wuxue stepped forward, his expression was even more cold, and he shouted lightly: "Nangong Wuliang, you listen to me, it is not this girl who promised to propose, whoever promised you to propose marriage will find whom, and you must apologize for what you just said, otherwise, don't blame this girl for drawing a sword against you!"

With a groan, a long sword exuding an icy aura burst out, obliquely obliquely on the palace's immeasurable chest.

Stimulated by this cold breath, Nangong Wuliang's mind seemed to be a little clearer, thinking of what he said just now, he faintly regretted it, but seeing that Jue Wuxue had already drawn his sword against him, that bit of regret dissipated in an instant, the true qi in his body surged, and a strong fragrance of wine spread.

Forcing out the eighty percent of the wine in his body, Nangong Wuliang became more and more sober, the corners of his mouth gradually outlined a mocking smile, looked at Jue Wuxue and said slowly: "Absolutely Wuxue, you listen well, you, this son is married, when you enter the gate of my Nangong family, I will train you well and let you know what it means to guard women!"

"You're looking for death!"

There was no snow in her eyes, and with a flick of her wrist, the long sword in her hand was about to stab at Nangong Wuliang, and at this moment, a hand reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Huang Liang, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this bastard!" said in a firm tone.

"Sister Xue, don't be impatient, it's just a mad dog, why bother with him!" Song Yan said slowly.

Hearing this, Nangong Wuliang's eyes skyrocketed, and he stared at Song Yan deadly: "Huang Liang, if you have the ability, don't play tricks, come and have a real fight with me!"

"Huang Liang, you see, this person is unreasonable at all, let me go, I want to teach him a hard lesson, so that he can know what respect is!"

Song Yan shook his head: "The men here don't have four uniques, where is the need for Sister Xue to make a move, it's just a mad dog, Sister Xue doesn't like it, I'll help you send it away!"

Hearing this, Absolutely Wuxue couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and the people around him also secretly cheered for this sentence.

As for Nangong Wuliang, hearing Huang Liang call himself a mad dog again and again, he was almost about to be mad: "Huang Liang, do you dare to fight with me?"

"You don't have to be impulsive. Wu Xue was afraid that Song Yan would agree, so he hurriedly reminded in a low voice.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Wuliang was angry and jealous, and said in a vicious tone: "What, will you only hide behind a woman's back?"

Song Yan glanced at him lightly and said, "Okay, since you are so anxious to send it to the door to find abuse, why not let the master promise you!"

"Huang Liang, don't be impulsive!" Lei Jiuming suddenly opened his mouth to persuade, and then said to Nangong Wuliang: "Nangong Gongzi, your wine should wake up!"

For Lei Jiuming's reminder, Nangong Wuliang gritted his teeth and said: "Commander Lei, you don't have to worry about this matter, this is my personal enmity with him, the hatred of taking my wife, if I Nangong Wuliang can endure it, how will the world look at me in the future!"

"Nangong Wuliang hopes that you will keep some virtue, I am definitely not your wife!"

"Sister Xue, don't listen to him barking, it's not worth it to be angry. Song Yan followed and said.

"Humph!"

Nangong Wuliang couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

Soon, everyone moved to a small school yard in the Commander's Palace.

Everyone who came to the banquet stood around the school and talked about it.

"Who will win this fight?"

"Although I hope that Huang Gongzi will win, there is almost no possibility of winning in the late stage of Nangong Infinite Grand Master and Huang Gongzi in the late stage of Grandmaster!"

"Don't forget, Huang Gongzi still has a formation!"

"It takes time to arrange the formation, so Nangong Wuliang will not be stupid enough to give Huang Gongzi the opportunity to arrange the formation!"

"Also, Huang Gongzi is in danger now!"

Many people looked worried.

On the other side, Li Feng, Meng Li, Song Jiuhe, and Han Gu stood in a group.

"Old Song, do you think our commander can win?" Li Feng asked with some concern.

"That Nangong kid is a fart, just him, if you want to win the leader, go back and practice for a few more decades!" Song Jiuhe said disdainfully.

"Not necessarily!" Han Gu shook her head: "The commander is indeed powerful, but Nangong Wuliang is not bad, he has fused a king-level martial soul, and his combat power is already very close to that of the Martial Saint, and it is easy for the commander to defeat him!"

"But I'm still optimistic about the commander!" Song Jiuhe insisted, although he had not had much contact with Song Yan, Song Jiuhe always felt that this young man at the level of a grandmaster was full of a kind of mystery.

"Madam, who do you fancy me?"

On the other side, Lei Jiuming asked Mrs. Lei, originally he wanted to stop this battle, but Nangong Wuliang relied on the depth of the background to not give him face, and Song Yan himself did not refuse, so he could only let the two of them fight.

Mrs. Lei glanced at the worried face beside her, and shook her head: "It's hard to say, but just read it and you'll know!"

In the center of the school field, Song Yan and Nangong Wuliang stood ten meters opposite each other.

"Huang Liang, without the formation, you are a waste, if you slap yourself ten times now, and then kneel down and kowtow to me ten times, how will I spare you?" Nangong said immeasurably proudly.

Song Yan shook his head calmly: "Even if you don't use the formation, it's very easy to deal with a character like you!"

Nangong Wuliang's eyes were cold, and he sneered and said: "Until now, you are still hard-mouthed, so I will let you know what is called a gap!"

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Wuliang stepped out.

It seemed like a simple step, but it instantly stepped one meter away from Song Yan, and then waved his fist, smashing it with a fierce wind.

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