"Hey, Wife Xiao Wu, besides me, who else in the entire Ailao Mountain is worthy of you, and besides me, who dares to want you?" Gongsun Jie said very arrogantly, he did not believe that anyone in Ailao Mountain would dare to Steal his wife from him.
After speaking, he pointed the folding fan in his hand at everyone: "Do you dare? Do you dare?"
It has to be said that Gongsun Jie's title as the number one young master is not for nothing. Although those people were very angry, no one dared to pick a fight with him.
Seeing how cowardly the others were, he became even more arrogant, and actually gave Ye Xiaowu a few lewd looks.
Peng Zhan couldn't stand this anger, so he said coldly: "Can you show some face, pee and take a look at yourself? Are you worthy?"
Gongsun Jie originally wanted to find someone to establish his power, but those people were too cowardly, leaving him no chance to show off his power. When he heard that Peng Zhan actually accepted his words, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
However, when he discovered that Peng Zhan's cultivation was still at the yellow level, he felt a bit boring, because defeating a yellow-level rookie would not give him any sense of accomplishment.
"Boy, take back what you just said immediately and cut off your wrist. I pretend I didn't hear what you just said!" Gongsun Jie pointed at Peng Zhan and said arrogantly.
"It depends on whether you have this ability." After Peng Zhan finished speaking, he walked slowly towards Gongsun Jie.
Everyone was stunned by Peng Zhan's operation.
"What do you mean? Is this kid going to fight Gongsun Jie? With the disparity in force between them, what's the difference between this and dying?" This was what most people were thinking at this time.
Except for Ye Xiaowu. In her mind, Peng Zhan is an invincible hero. Now that the hero wants to stand up for her, she naturally has to support him.
So she excitedly waved her fists and shouted: "Peng Zhan is mighty, Peng Zhan is domineering, Peng Zhan, help me beat up that little bastard!"
Gongsun Jie originally disdained to take action against Peng Zhan, but now that he saw the woman he loved actually cheering for this boy, he immediately felt like he was glowing with green.
"Boy, come up quickly. You will be dead within three moves!" Gongsun Jie was very cruel to begin with. In addition, he had regarded Peng Zhan as his love rival, so naturally he would not leave any chance for Peng Zhan.
Ye Mo didn't expect that Peng Zhan would take the initiative to challenge Gongsun Jie. He knew that Gongsun Jie was not bragging. With the disparity in strength between the two of them, Peng Zhan couldn't even survive three moves.
"Jie'er, you can't kill him. He has a body of pure Yang and will be of great use if you keep him!" The Lord of Taiji Mountain shouted to Gongsun Jie who was about to go on a killing spree.
Gongsun Jie's face immediately showed an expression of regret, and then he said coldly: "I won't kill you, but I will cut off your hand tendons and hamstrings, turning you into a complete useless person."
"Peng Zhan, find a way to use the rhythm of the general's order to hit the folding fan in his hand with your sword. When you hit it, slide the sword down three centimeters, and an inaudible glide sound will appear. It can knock Gongsun Jie away. Hypnosis.”
Under normal circumstances, Peng Zhan had no chance of winning against Gongsun Jie. This was the only way Ye Mo could think of to win.
But Ye Mo also felt that this possibility was slim, because Gongsun Jie simply would not give Peng Zhan so many opportunities to collide.
Peng Zhan walked slowly in front of the big stone, holding the Dragon Soul Divine Sword tightly with both hands. He looked up at Gongsun Jie and said coldly: "Take three moves from me. If you don't fall to the ground within three moves, I'll count on you." lose!"
As soon as Peng Zhan said these words, the whole place fell silent.
After a few minutes, someone finally burst out laughing, and even Ye Mo looked embarrassed. He didn't understand why Peng Zhan would say such cruel words when he was clearly not an enemy.
Could it be that he thought he was bound to lose and just wanted to show off his rhetoric before dying?
But looking at Peng Zhan's expression, it didn't seem like this, so Ye Mo was also confused.
Only Ye Xiaowu was jumping up and down excitedly, feeling that Peng Zhan was not doing too well.
