"You..." Wang Ya's face turned extremely ugly.
This Wang Xuan actually dared to challenge him?
In the past six months, Wang Xuan had been hiding in fear when he saw him. He was bullying him like a dog. Where did he have the courage now?
Seeing Po Li being killed, the onlookers were stunned.
Wang Xuan turned around.
But when she saw Mu Qingyue in white clothes behind her, three thousand green silk strands were cascading down her back, and a few strands were clinging playfully to her flawless white face. At this time, there was shock in her bright eyes, and her mouth was slightly open, Seems a little lost.
"No one will hurt you again!"
Wang Xuan smiled gently. Although Sister Yu was beautiful, he didn't act like Brother Zhu.
And if this scene were seen by the emperor's sons and daughters in the ancestral realm, the whole world would be shocked.
The cold and ruthless demon who regards the world's beauties as earth tiles, the fairies and the stunning female supremes take the initiative to dance. He smiles with disdain, but now he smiles at a girl who has no martial arts.
"Um?"
Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the whip marks on Mu Qingxue's arms. He had been so lost in selflessness that he didn't notice it before.
His face turned cold again: "You can also touch my wife?"
tread!
As soon as his right foot touched the ground, Wang Xuan's martial arts aura completely exploded, setting off a gust of wind, and his body flew toward Wang Ya as fast as thunder.
"Wang Xuan, no!"
The girl's anxious voice sounded behind him. Wang Xuan understood that Mu Qingyue did not expect that he would dare to attack Wang Ya for her, and he was obviously worried.
Although the relationship with Mu Qingyue is in name only, anyone who dares to hurt the emperor's wife must not be let go!
"Ninth level of Soul Condensation Realm? You can't be wrong!"
"Wang Xuan has really mastered martial arts!"
"How is it possible? Doesn't he have a martial spirit?"
Everyone was in disbelief when they felt the martial arts aura emanating from the young man.
You must know that this dude was obsessed with Nie Xiansang, a talented martial arts girl, and his martial arts spirit plummeted. After the death of the old patriarch, he became a useless man who could only cheat his wife at home.
Now he not only practices martial arts, but also dares to use force against Wang Ya?
"presumptuous!"
There was a loud shout, the figure flashed slightly, and a tall and thin young man in gray stood in front of Wang Ya with cold disdain.
"I think you can be lawless after practicing martial arts. The toad wants to eat the swan, and the reptile wants to compete with the dragon for glory!"
Ouch~~~
The soul power exploded, and the shadow of the giant cyan wolf rose behind the gray-clothed boy, raising its head and roaring at the bright moon in the night sky.
The third-grade human-level martial spirit——Green Youlang!
Wang Lang's right hand quickly transformed into a beast, transforming into a sharp wolf claw. He slapped it out with one claw, and the claw light split the air, revealing the aura of the first level of the Xuanyuan realm.
Wang Lang is a descendant of the third elder and Wang Ya's lackey. In the past six months, he has often caused trouble for Wang Xuan and even beaten Wang Xuan.
Wang Lang believes that this time will be no exception!
Wang Xuan's eyes were calm and calm. Faced with the slap from the palm-sized beast's claw, he just punched out with an ordinary punch.
Martial spirits, martial arts, and martial arts all have levels, from low to high: human, spirit, ghost, king, saint, and god. There are six levels, and there are nine inner levels.
A mere human-level beast-type martial spirit could only partially transform into a beast body. He had seen so many spirit-level beast spirits before.
'boom! '
Fists and claws struck each other dully.
With the two people at the center, a strong wave of air swept across, the tables and chairs around them were swept to pieces, and the leaves exploded into powder.
"Wow~~"
Wang Lang spurted blood in pain, flew backwards, hit a big tree in the corner of the yard, and bounced to the ground.
silence.
silent.
The courtyard became dead silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.
I saw that Wang Xuan only swayed slightly, and then indifferently retracted his fist on the spot.
Wang Xuan actually knocked Wang Lang away with one blow?
The crowd was completely stunned, and the scene in front of them felt too unreal.
"How is it possible that with the ninth level of soul condensation, a larger realm can be crushed!?"
"Oh my god! Defeat the beast warrior who is good at the physical body with one strike!"
"Hi~~~~, when did the young patriarch become able to practice martial arts? Not only is he already at the ninth level, but his combat power is also so terrifying?"
"..."
Wang Xuan ignored the shocked words of the people around him and walked towards the Wang Gallery step by step.
"Do you think I am still the same person I used to be?"
Wang Xuan smiled harmlessly, but when he saw Wang Lang's eyes, he felt chills all over his body.
Is this a battle between warriors? It’s so refreshing!
Who would use poisonous tactics if he could be crushed directly?
"You, don't come over!"
Wanglang's beast claw turned back into his right hand, trembling violently, and blood dripped from his fingers.
"Young, Young Patriarch...I was wrong, please let me go!"
Wang Lang crawled back in fear, not wanting to follow Po Li's footsteps.
"Don't be arrogant and harm others!"
Suddenly, a boy in silver and a girl in pink skirt flashed into the field and stood in front of Wang Xuan, each carrying a long sword.
The boy's name is Wang He, and the girl is his sister. Their martial arts realm is the third level of Xuanyuan Realm.
The two siblings are also Wang Ya's lackeys, but they used to be...
Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and gradually a look of concern appeared on his face: "Have you lived a good life since you became Wang Ya's henchmen?"
Wang He and Wang Yan, who looked proud at first, were short of breath.
"Fart!" Wang He was angry. He couldn't tell that Wang Xuan was trying to kill him and his sister.
Wang Yan blushed with embarrassment: "We are abandoning the dark side for the bright side, you loser."
Wang Xuan: "No matter how you used to warm my bed, serve me a pot, and do my bidding, come back, my little bitches."
"Don't listen to his nonsense, I didn't warm his bed..." Wang Yan hurriedly explained.
The clansmen looked strange. The two siblings were indeed Wang Xuan's followers, but after Wang Xuan lost power, they immediately betrayed and took refuge with Wang Ya.
"Cut your mouth." Wang Yan was so ashamed and angry that she pulled out the sword from behind and stabbed the young man in the mouth.
Her footwork is extremely agile, her sword light is dazzling, and her sword power is tricky, giving people a sense that it seems inevitable.
Feiyun sword skills!
It is the basic swordsmanship of the Wang family. It is light and fast to perform, and the sword moves are like flowing clouds and flowing water. It contains endless artistic conception. It is a second-level human-level martial arts!
"It's over, Wang Xuan is really dead this time! As his cultivation level increases, it will become more and more difficult to fight across levels."
"Wang Yan and Wang He have poor moral character, but they are extremely talented in swordsmanship!"
"That's right, the two siblings have awakened sword-type spirits. They have been studying sword skills. Their sword skills are superb, and their cultivation is much better than that of Wang Lang."
"Wang Xuan knocked Wang Lang away with one punch, but I bet he can't withstand five sword blows from Wang Yan!"
"Five swords? Haha, that's impressive. Wang Yan is obviously furious and has used Feiyun Sword Skill to the extreme. I bet on three swords."
"Okay, let's bet one yuan stone on next month's allowance..."
