After Wu Dongfang finished shouting, the brocade-clothed man beside Jiang Yu turned around and left the wooden fence.

This person is the young man who is carrying the musical instrument, he should be around thirty years old, tall and thin, and his face is pale, this person is standing beside Jiang Yu, indicating that he is the head of the old department of Emperor Yan, the fighting method has just begun, the heavyweight should not be on the field, presumably he is going down to pick someone.

Dozens of seconds later, the man in brocade walked out of the exit of the first floor of the wooden tower and slowly walked into the field.

Wu Dongfang was stunned, according to the practice of fighting, powerful characters usually appear at the end, why did this guy come out?

Suspicious in his heart, he looked sideways at Jiang Yu and the others, Jiang Yu and Fei Lu's expressions were very calm, indicating that they were not surprised that this person was going to fight, in other words, this person's appearance was not a temporary idea of himself, but they had discussed it before.

He didn't know this young man in brocade, and he didn't know anything about the origin of this person, but Zhu Zhen should have recognized this person, and when he saw this person enter, his expression changed greatly, his eyes were wide open, and his nose trembled.

Wu Dongfang looked at the wooden building on the east side again, and found that Goatee and the others had already left the wooden fence and returned to the inside of the wooden tower, which should be an emergency meeting.

The man in brocade walked slowly, this slowness is not a deliberate slowness, but a calm slowness, walking calmly and naturally, like a leisurely stroll, without any deliberateness and artificiality.

Since no valuable clues were found in the movement speed of the man in brocade, Wu Dongfang moved his gaze to this person's face, trying to observe what this person was thinking through this person's expression. The expression of the man in brocade was also very natural, without overconfidence and ease, nor as dignified as facing the enemy, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at Zhu Zhen levelly.

Different from the calmness of the man in brocade, Zhu Zhen's expression became extremely fierce, he was no stranger to Zhu Zhen's expression, many weaker opponents would have this expression on their faces when facing strong enemies, fierce in order to hide their inner tension and uneasiness, but also to encourage themselves.

When opponents meet, the first to show ferocity is the weaker side, and there is an element of intimidation to try to scare off the opponent, in fact, the real strong will not show their claws and teeth at all before they make a move, because their purpose is to kill each other, not to scare them away.

The wooden tower was about three miles away from the fighting area, and the man in brocade walked for five minutes, stopped a hundred steps away from Zhu Zhen, turned around and nodded at Wu Dongfang, signaling that he was ready.

At the same time that the man in brocade clothes nodded at Wu Dongfang, Zhu Zhen raised his hand and threw Long Ba's cooked copper stick towards the wooden building on the east side, and the cooked copper stick flew quickly and inserted it into the open space in front of the wooden building.

After throwing out the cooked copper stick, Zhu Zhen's arms drooped, leaned out slightly, and his hands clenched the hook, and put on a battle formation.

At this time, Goatee and the others had not yet appeared behind the wooden fence, so it can be seen that the battle of the brocade man was unexpected, disrupting their established arrangement, and they were trying to adjust the remedy at this time.

"Please give your name. Wu Dongfang raised his breath and shouted. He did this for two purposes, one is so that the historian in charge of rapping can know who is in battle, and the other is to remind Goatee and others that the fight is about to start. He did not have a very clear position on the old department of Emperor Yan and the old department of the Yellow Emperor, and the so-called position was just an appreciation and admiration for a certain warrior who participated in the war.

"Changqin. The man in brocade raised his hand at Zhu Zhen and made a martial salute.

"Prince Changqin!" the crowd of onlookers exclaimed in unison.

Wu Dongfang was both puzzled and ashamed, according to everyone's reaction, the man in brocade was very famous, but unfortunately the audience knew this person, but he didn't know him as a referee, the audience called this person the prince, could it be that this person was the son of Emperor Yan?

As for whether this person is the son of Emperor Yan, he can't be sure, because he doesn't even know how many sons Emperor Yan has, he is a foreigner, just like a foreigner coming to China, he can't understand many basic things. However, this person has no resemblance to Jiang Yu's appearance, even if it is a brother and sister, it should not be a brother or sister, it may be a half-brother, and the half-brother is excluded, because no one dares to touch Emperor Yan's wife.

It is the nature of Chinese people to like noise, but noise is also a little useful in some cases, and some of them are noisy "Prince Huoshen", which shows that Changqin has nothing to do with Emperor Yan, he is the son of Zhurong, the god of fire.

Zhu Rong is the god of the Fire Clan, and Changqin, as the son of Zhu Rong, has a deep relationship with the Fire Clan led by Xin Tong.

Wu Dongfang looked back at Xin Tong and found that Xin Tong's expression was no different from Fei Xuan, it was all novelty mixed with curiosity, the prince sat on the seat and did not get up, craned his neck to watch the excitement, and seemed to be chewing something in his mouth.

Compared with the four people on the second floor, Ji Shaokang and Ji Ruo, who were sitting on the third floor, were not so casual, their seats were next to the wooden railing, the weather was very good today, the sun was very poisonous, and Ji Shaokang was sweating profusely. Ji Ruo's seat originally belonged to the Holy Witch of the Five Clans, and she thought to herself that she shouldn't sit there, it was awkward, like sitting on pins and needles.

The other party reported his name, and the next step was the referee's turn to announce the start of the fight, Wu Dongfang came back to his senses and shouted, "The fighting continues." ”

Wu Dongfang shouted, neither side of the fighting method took the lead in attacking, and the two stood in place, not in a hurry to make a move.

is also standing still, Zhu Zhen is fully guarded and does not dare to move, while Changqin is standing at will, obviously waiting for the other party to move first.

Changqin is reluctant to do it first There is naturally a reason, the most likely is that the identity of him and Zhu Zhen is too different, and the first move may attract criticism from others, whether this is the case Wu Dongfang is not sure, he made himself a referee, and he couldn't leave the field easily, otherwise he would have gone back to consult the prince a long time ago.

When the two sides were deadlocked for dozens of seconds, the people who watched the excitement could still bear it, and after more than three minutes, they waited impatiently and began to whisper and speculate.

Three minutes later, after the goatee and the others who had a meeting returned to the wooden fence, the expressions of several leaders were very serious, and they didn't know whether they were serious because they didn't come up with a way to deal with it, or if they made some major decisions before they were serious, in short, they had a straight face, to be exact, they were black, and it could be seen that they were not in a good mood.

The common people have a pitiful side and a hateful side, they like to analyze problems with self-righteousness, and after analyzing the results, they will talk nonsense regardless of whether they are right or wrong, and deliberately raise their voices so that others can hear their opinions. Roughly speaking, these two people are pretending to be cool when they stand still.

"Don't make a noise!" Wu Dongfang raised his breath and said, if it weren't for him to carry it, these guys watching the excitement would not be enough for people to poke their fingers at all. The most important thing is that the analysis they think is correct is not correct, Changqin is unwilling to do it, Zhu Zhen is not sure to do it, and Zhu Zhen himself is very clear that once he strikes first, Changqin will immediately fight back, in order to kill the chicken and the monkey, once Changqin counterattacks it will directly take its life, and it may be killed as soon as it moves, and no one dares to act rashly.

Changqin's name is much bigger than Zhu Zhen, everyone knows which of the two is strong and who is weak, and has been standing still, it is Zhu Zhen who is ashamed, and Zhu Zhen himself knows this, so after Wu Dongfang shouted, it was a little impatient, his hands clenched the hook, and his wrist twisted slightly.

People are most afraid of having a position, once they have a position, they are no longer objective in looking at the problem, although Wu Dongfang has personal likes and dislikes but does not have a clear position, so although he doesn't like Zhu Zhen, he can still objectively examine this person, Zhu Zhen saw Changqin entering, and it was difficult to hide his nervous expression, but this guy didn't look at the wooden building on the east side from beginning to end, which shows that it didn't want its own leader to call him back, afraid is afraid, there are still a few hard bones.

On the premise of not liking someone, you can also objectively examine each other and find each other's strengths, which makes Wu Dongfang feel very good, which shows that his pattern is high, and he is out of the superficial understanding that people like a person and feel that the other party has no shortcomings, and if he hates a person, he feels that the other party is useless.

After a stalemate for a quarter of an hour, Zhu Zhen finally made a move and took a step forward.

When the onlookers saw that it finally moved, they immediately became interested, and their eyes widened and they were ready to watch the excitement.

But what they didn't expect was that although their eyes widened, they didn't see the excitement, Zhu Zhen suddenly disappeared, and Changqin stood in Zhu Zhen's previous position.

The audience didn't see what was happening in the middle of the moment, and the gods and wizards in the three wooden buildings probably didn't see it all, because Changqin's movements were so fast that they couldn't even see the human figure clearly.

Wu Dongfang stood closer, he could see it clearly, he may be the only one who saw the movements of the long qin clearly, after Zhu Zhen took his right foot, the long qin began to rush forward, a hundred steps away, this person took a total of seven steps, the reason why he took seven steps is not that he can't rush to one step, but in order to accelerate with the help of steps, the already very terrifying speed has been raised to the point of shock.

In addition, the person accelerated while the body was wrapped in a heat wave, which caused the air to refract and interfere with the view of the onlookers, which is one of the reasons why most people did not see the person's movements clearly.

Zhu Zhen sensed the arrival of danger, subconsciously raised his left arm, and Changqin did not attack Zhu Zhen's head, directly reached out and grabbed its left wrist, at the moment of grabbing Zhu Zhen's wrist, the heat wave in the area where the two of them were located skyrocketed, and Zhu Zhen disappeared immediately. This circumstance shows that Zhu Zhen was burned to death by Changqin.

If Zhu Zhen was turned into a roast chicken by Changqin, Wu Dongfang would never be surprised, but he didn't expect that Changqin could wipe out Zhu Zhen's soul in an instant, this is not counting, the most terrifying thing is that Changqin left its double hook while burning Zhu Zhen to death, which requires very precise control and control as you like, Changqin is worthy of being the prince of the god of fire, and the art of resisting fire is perfect, no, the perfection of fire is not enough to describe Changqin's technique of resisting fire, it should be described as the peak.

Changqin captured Zhu Zhen's left wrist and burned it with fire, and Zhu Zhen was killed. Wu Dongfang announced the results of the fight.

After Wu Dongfang finished speaking, the onlookers were stunned. Changqin tilted his head and glanced at Wu Dongfang, then retracted his gaze, his left sleeve waved slightly, and waved the pair of curved hooks left on the ground towards the wooden tower on the west side.

With a swing of the hook, Changqin shrugged his shoulders and straightened the cloth bag behind him, and slowly walked towards the place where he had been standing.

Wu Dongfang frowned and looked at the person's back, and at the same time recalled the details of Changqin's move against Zhu Zhen in his mind, speculating that if Changqin had made a move on him before, how would he deal with it......