On the avenue, a huge convoy composed of three beast carts, a hundred elite soldiers, and dozens of guards came, and in front of the convoy, thirty elite soldiers with bright guns and armor opened the way, and the silver guns and armor shining in the sun showed that this group of soldiers was by no means an ordinary army. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Driven by the soldiers, the pedestrians on the road avoided one after another, and the convoy came straight to the city gate at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, and did not stop three miles away like other vehicles.

The officer at the city gate had already noticed the arrival of the convoy, and looking at the hunting flags fluttering on the roof of the car, he not only did not send troops to intercept it, but instead directed the soldiers to start clearing the pedestrians at the city gate.

When the soldiers drove the slightly dissatisfied civilians back and saw the golden word 'Xiahou' on the flag, they immediately didn't dare to squeak anymore, and honestly consciously avoided the roadside. There is more than one family with the surname Xia Hou in the Great Xia Kingdom, but there is only one family that dares to embroider this surname on the banner and hang it out.

However, just as passers-by were evading, a figure walked from the side of the road towards the middle of the avenue and stopped in front of the convoy.

"Bold, what kind of person, don't get out of the way!" Two of the soldiers who opened the way rushed out, and before the horse arrived, the silver light flashed, and two gun shadows swept out, blocking the waist and pumping towards the comer.

A clear sound replaced the answer, and two gun shadows swept past the figure, but only half of it was left, and the other half turned into two rolling gun wheels in the air, one left and one right fell to the side of the road, and the figure stood straight.

"There are Assassins!" the remaining soldiers warned as they charged their horses with their guns and horses.

The soldiers on both sides of the city gate also ran towards this side, and although the swords and guns in their hands did not emit silver light, the footsteps of the three hundred people were also quite imposing.

"Wait!" Suddenly, an old voice sounded, obviously not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

When the soldiers who opened the road heard the sound, they immediately stopped their horses, which were about to raise their hooves, and the three hundred soldiers at the city gate also slowed down and gradually stopped.

The old man's voice sounded again, not in a hurry or in a hurry. "Boy, old man Xiahou Yuan, give you a chance to explain!"

"Junior Yang Wu, I want to challenge the people who participated in the competition today. The man who stopped the car held the long sword in his hand behind his back, and saluted the convoy with both hands in fists.

The curtain of the first beast cart opened, and a burly old man with a red face lifted the curtain and stood in front of the carriage looking at the person who stopped the car.

A young face of fifteen or sixteen years old is the first to come into view, the face like a crown jade perfectly combines masculine sword eyebrows, soft thin lips and deep eyes, and a slightly childish nose, and long black hair like ink wash with a white dress, making black and white more and more pure.

'Good looks!' Xiahou Yuan secretly praised in his heart, his eyes flashed, and his gaze was locked on those calm eyes, but there was a little dark blue in the eyes that looked dark.

Xiahou Yuan's expression moved, and he thought of someone in his heart, but his face did not move, and he asked loudly: "Yang Wu, there are many people surnamed Yang in the world, I don't know which Yang you are?"

Yang Wu is Yang Li's pseudonym, he has already known about today's martial arts competition, but he can't participate because of his father, the young man's heart makes him itch, and he also wants to do something for the Yang family, so he came, and since yesterday, he has been waiting here.

Yang Li had already expected Xiahou Yuan's question, so he unhurriedly took out a metal plate from his arms and threw it to a soldier not far in front of him.

This metal plate is a symbol of the Yang family's identity, which cannot be forged, and was originally placed in the dimensional ring, but it was just to cover it up, and the grandfather had confessed to him that he should not easily reveal the dimensional ring in front of outsiders.

Xiahou Yuan took the metal card from the soldier's hand and glanced at it, nodded and handed the card to the soldier. "Sure enough, it's the same as I thought, but I've never heard the name Yang Wu. ”

Yang Li took the sign thrown back by the soldier and stuffed it back into his arms again, looking at Xiahou Yuan. "The younger generation is an unknown generation at home, and it is normal that Xiahou's predecessors have not heard of it!"

Xiahou Yuan smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when suddenly a sneer came from not far behind him, and the people who were originally sitting in the two beast carts behind him walked over.

The sneer was made by a young man who was physically fit but dressed as a scholar. "An unknown person also came to challenge, is there really no one in the Yang family!"

Xiahou Yuan frowned, but he couldn't stop the casual laughter.

"If you don't dare, just say a word!" Yang Li threw the long sword in his hand to his waist, and the long sword turned around his waist like a snake, turning into a bright belt.

This action implied contempt, and coupled with the stimulation of words, the ridiculer really couldn't hold his breath, and pretended to laugh heartily. "What a crazy tone, let me Xiahou Yun teach you the truth that there are people outside the world. ”

Before the words fell, the figure had already rushed out, and more than a dozen people who came with Xiahou Yun looked at Xiahou Yuan in the car, but Xiahou Yuan did not stop as they expected, as they expected, as if he acquiesced to Xiahou Yun's behavior.

Although they didn't know the reason, the Xiahou family and his party still put away their smiles, and their eyes fell on Xiahou Yun's body again, Xiahou Yuan's acquiescence meant that the Xiahou family accepted the other party's challenge.

"Xiao Yun, don't lose!" the oldest person in the group shouted loudly, also reminding Xiahou Yun.

"Hmm!" replied in a dull voice, the arrogant look on Xia Houyun's face disappeared instantly, and his steps on the ground became steady.

The crowd who were a little dissatisfied with hiding just now because of the delay instantly quieted down, stretched their necks and watched intently as the two figures moved closer and closer, and the excitement in their eyes gradually became stronger.

Yang Li didn't draw his sword, listened to the rhythmic footsteps, looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, his expression became solemn, and at this time, in his eyes, the sturdy figure seemed to have turned into a boulder, rolling towards him.

Xiahou Yun, who was also looking at his opponent, saw that Yang Li was still standing there straight, his eyes flashed with anger, the footsteps that landed were two points heavier, the sleeves of the satin robe bulged slightly, and when he was still a foot away from Yang Li, he suddenly shouted, and while his body jumped out, he clenched his fists with both hands and slammed into Yang Li.

Xia Hou Yuan, who was standing in the car, shook his head, and a young man in the group standing next to the car also made the same move as Xia Hou Yuan.

The two fists have come out, the fists are not terrible, what is terrible is the momentum, the tiger pounces on people, and people are timid, not because people are afraid of the tiger's claws, but because of the invincible momentum on the tiger's body, and at this time, Xiahou Yun has already incarnated into the tiger.

Before the fist arrived, the wind had moved, and he felt the broken hair on his sideburns being blown up, but the solemn look on Yang Li's face disappeared, replaced by a smile.

Move half a step horizontally, turn your body sideways, bend your waist and knees slightly, and slap out with your left palm. The four extremely simple movements seemed to have been created specifically to deal with Xiahou Yun at this moment.

The two figures staggered, and the slightly thin figure still stood there straight, while the other figure turned into a boulder again, rolling forward, and only stopped after five or six feet.

"Alas!" Xiahou and his party sighed at the same time, but it was just a sigh, because they didn't think that Xiahou Yun had lost, just lost a move, even the young man who shook his head before was no exception, after all, the rules of the competition were that one party admitted defeat or had no power to act, and Xiahou Yun's biggest advantage was that he had rough skin and thick flesh and natural great strength!

An old voice came. "He's defeated!"