As early as Wu Changqing decided to use Zhao Min to create the illusion that Dayuan might marry Beiliang to Liyang and Beimang.
I just thought that such a day would come.
I just didn't expect that the other party would act so quickly.
However, it had only been two days before the killers were already sent to target him.
I just don’t know whether this group of people comes from Liyang or Beimang.
Mostly Liyang.
"Emperor Liyang sent people like you just to capture me?"
Wu Changqing looked at the man in black who was struggling to no avail with a chuckle.
"What...did you do to us."
One of the men in black couldn't understand the current situation.
What kind of power could restrict their actions to such a great extent?
It was not Wu Changqing's words that answered the man in black.
Rather.
boom!
Wu Changqing's speed was so fast that all the men in black were dazzled.
A man in black with a restricted body flew away directly.
Rolling down the cliff.
The other men in black looked frightened and gritted their silver teeth.
In the eyes of Wu Changqing, this group of killers who were originally capable of establishing a sect in the world.
It's simply not worth mentioning.
They are only in the third level, and they are not even qualified to let Wu Changqing take full action.
Bang bang bang.
Wu Changqing only used simple palm strikes to make all the men in black tumble down the mountain top.
If they rolled all the way, most of them would die more than they would be injured.
"Hmph, you deserve it."
"Dare to take action against this princess."
Zhao Min crossed his arms and came to Wu Changqing's side with his head tilted up.
A arrogant look.
"I advise you to return to the Sutra Pavilion as soon as possible."
Wu Changqing's words made Zhao Min's face freeze.
"What...what do you mean? Are there any assassins?"
Zhao Min's expression suddenly tightened and he looked back and forth.
"Assassin? I'm afraid not."
Wu Changqing's eyes gradually darkened.
The finger tips in his hand had achieved maximum effect, but they still could not hinder the figure on the mountain road in the slightest.
This is obviously a master who has surpassed the first level.
The moment Wu Changqing finished speaking.
Applause sounded from the mountain road.
"It seems that what they said is someone who can compete with me."
"It should be you."
A young boy's voice sounded slowly.
At the same time, there was a buzzing sound.
Wu Changqing suddenly looked stern and pushed Zhao Min on the abdomen.
With gentle palm force, Zhao Min was returned to the Sutra Pavilion safely.
After sending Zhao Min away, Wu Changqing suddenly turned around and punched him like a tiger waking up.
The fist peak broke through the air, sending out bursts of crisp sonic booms.
Until it collided with the delicate sword with cold light.
The blade returned in vain.
Wu Changqing's figure drew a deep mark one meter long on the ground.
"Feijian...Zhixuan?"
Wu Changqing watched the flying sword return to the mountain road, and suddenly he had some suspicions in his heart.
The moment when the applauding young man slowly stepped onto the top of the mountain and looked at Wu Changqing from afar.
Wu Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly, with some doubts in his eyes.
"King Kong can wield a sword."
"Where is the sword box?"
Looking at the young man wearing a luxurious yellow shirt with a proud expression, Wu Changqing could not think of any famous figure in the world who could have the same identity as him.
"Hey kid, what's your name, how old are you? What's your cultivation level?"
"You should look a little older than me."
"You'll be defeated by me soon, so don't cry."
The Huangshan boy crossed his arms over his chest, looking extremely arrogant.
"Little dwarf, I'm only eight years old."
"You, on the other hand, look like you are thirteen or fourteen years old, but you are actually not as tall as the sword box behind you."
Wu Changqing looked at the other party's arrogant look, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.
Also cross your arms over your chest.
In one word, the boy on the opposite side almost broke his guard.
"Little... little dwarf?!"
"You are so brave. Anyone who dares to call me short in this world will have grass on their graves one meter high!"
"you wanna die!"
Wushuang is now fourteen, but he is only a little over 1.4 meters tall, which is really not as tall as the Wushuang Sword Box, which is 1.5 meters long.
Facing Wu Changqing, who is only eight years old but has grown to 1.6 meters.
In terms of height alone, it can be said to be a complete failure.
Wushuang was so angry that he immediately took action fiercely.
He did not use the flying sword in the sword box anymore, but directly picked up the sword box from behind, jumped up high, and smashed it directly at Wu Changqing.
"Eight years old? You can only live these eight years in your life."
Under Wushuang's angry attack, he did not forget to speak sarcastically.
In his opinion, if the person in front of him is really only eight years old, then he will get the result of abusing a child.
He didn't believe that an eight-year-old child could match his strength.
Not to mention that he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of internal energy from the young man in front of him.
It must be a coincidence that the opponent was able to block his own sword with a punch before, or he had a life-saving thing nearby!
Thinking like this.
The huge sword box had been smashed down on Wu Changqing's head.
Wu Changqing remained motionless and actually raised his arms to block.
Wu Shuang and the sword box collided with Wu Changqing from top to bottom.
But it failed to hurt Wu Changqing at all.
Instead, Wu Changqing held him up with one hand.
"Hmph, what are you pretending to be?"
Wushuang failed to hit a single blow, so he directly changed his strategy, and suddenly used his internal strength to draw an arc in mid-air and rush toward Wu Changqing's abdomen.
Fifty percent of the internal energy was concentrated on the toes, and one foot stepped on my evergreen belly.
The hard touch made Wushuang chuckle.
I thought to myself that I was indeed on guard and was wearing steel armor.
No wonder he could withstand his own sword.
Press your toes again.
Wu Changqing's legs were as if they were rooted to the ground, motionless.
Instead, Wushuang bounced back on his own.
"Good boy, even if you wear armor and can compete with me, you have some skills."
Wushuang Ludi thought he had seen through Wu Changqing's ability.
He couldn't help but wipe his nose and became proud again.
"You little kid talks a lot of nonsense."
"I advise you to use those flying swords of yours quickly."
"Otherwise you won't have a chance."
Wu Changqing has always disliked arguing with others, the moment the words fell.
The palms of his hands roared like thunder, and his body stepped like the sky.
A swift and violent palm strike directly hit Wushuang's chest.
Wushuang looked surprised, but still refused to draw his sword. Instead, he held the sword box in front of him as a defense.
The internal force in the body is poured into the sword box.
The sword box was directly pressed into the ground three feet.
boom!
A loud sound like a bell sounded on the top of the mountain.
That proud figure flew away along with his sword box and a large amount of rubble.
It directly broke several big trees, rushed out of the cliff, and flew backwards towards the bottom of the cliff.
"So...so awesome."
Zhao Min, who was hiding behind the door of the Sutra Pavilion, had his eyes shining with surprise on his face.
I didn't expect this kid to be so handsome when he took action seriously.
Zhao Min couldn't help complaining in his heart.
"very good."
"You are indeed worthy of my sword, but one sword is enough to deal with you!"
Angry voices came from the mountain road.
At the same time, it was still the delicate flying sword, this time it was carrying a sword that Wu Changqing did not dare to underestimate and attacked fiercely.
