The power of the stars lit up the night sky, and everyone in the martial arts training ground couldn't help but feel nervous, knowing that it was the powerful stars of Yaowang Valley who had taken action. Their eyes involuntarily focused on Wei Zi, wondering how he would respond.
Only the people in Yaowang Valley had smiles on their faces and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Yu Wenrui would be fine. The stars on our side are capable of taking action. Even if Wei Zi no longer takes their Yao Wang Valley in his eyes, he has to give Patriarch Situ face. Most likely, both parties would take a step back and the matter would be settled.
The fist was already in front of him, and he was about to hit his face. Instead of being afraid, Yu Wenrui raised the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and gave Niu Dawa a provocative smile, because he was extremely sure in his heart that Niu Dawa's punch would There's no way it could hit him in the face.
Sure enough, when her fist was only inches away from his face, Niu Dawa stopped her hand.
"Trash, coward!" Yu Wenrui opened his mouth, but did not make a sound, he just mouthed towards Niu Dawa.
"Bah!" Niu Dawa spat on the ground bitterly, put away his fists and turned around to leave.
"Haha" Yu Wenrui laughed proudly and said confidently to Zhang Xiaozu and Zhou Jianlai: "Why don't you two stop it quickly?! Do you want to cause a war among the stars?! Can you afford the consequences?!"
"Hey!" Niu Dawa, who was walking away, suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted to Yuwen Rui.
Yu Wenrui smiled and cast a questioning look, but Niu Dawa did not respond to his inquiry. Instead, he made a running posture, and then ran towards him at an extremely fast speed.
Yu Wenrui looked confused and confused.
What is Niu Da Wa going to do? Do you want to kill him like a bison?
However, Niu Dawa quickly solved his doubts with his actions. Niu Dawa, who was running, jumped up, his body half sideways in the air, his feet facing forward and his head behind. He made a not-so-standard volley shovel, hard and The soles of his boots were flashing with faint blue flames, and he kicked Yu Wenrui in the face.
"How dare you?!" Yu Wenrui was so frightened by Niu Dawa that his face turned pale. He, who had hardly uttered any curse words since he was a child, suddenly uttered a curse word.
Don't blame him, just blame Niu Dawa for being so bad.
He was not frightened by the power of the stars shooting down from the starry sky, but seeing Yu Wenrui's provocative smile was really annoying, and he felt that a punch would not relieve his anger at all, and it would be better to kick him. So he closed his fist, walked away, took a running approach, took off, and flew a shovel, all in one go.
boom!
Without any accident, Niu Dawa's thick soles of her boots stamped hard on the door in front of Yu Wenrui.
It was as if Yu Wenrui's body was tied to a heavy octagonal crossbow and shot out. He flew out at an extremely fast speed and crashed into the crowd. The crowd had no time to dodge, and the people who hit him were turned upside down.
At the same time, the power of the stars was not poured down, but was swept away by Wei Zi with a wave of his long sleeve, like a fly.
Everyone who saw this operation was stunned, thinking that it was the power of the stars that contained terrifying power, why did it disappear with just a wave of their sleeves? Are you performing acrobatics?
Yu Wenrui, who fell into the crowd, really wanted to pretend to be dead and faint, but his soul was burning, his true energy was burning, and the two golden true dragon sword intentions gradually lost their sensitivity. The nine-color sword intention only recovered eight colors, among which the white sword intention was completely lost
Sensing it, Jian Xin was wailing, and for a moment he was filled with grief and howled miserably.
Jin Zhihui, who was pale in the distance, heard Yu Wenrui's inhuman scream, and immediately recalled the pain of having her soul burned just now, and was so frightened that she couldn't help but shudder. Her gaze fell on Zhang Xiaozu. There was hatred in her eyes, but more of it was fear. She secretly swore that she would never let Zhang Xiaozu get within ten feet of him again in her life, and she would definitely and forever keep a safe distance from him.
Shen Congwen and others rushed over anxiously to help Yu Wenrui drive away the ghost power that burned his soul and the blue demonic fire that burned his true energy. They also hurriedly wiped away the deep shoe sole marks on his face. Fortunately, Yaowanggu Specialize in healing, otherwise the bloody shoe sole mark will probably hang on your face for a day or two.
Of course, not all marks can be erased quickly, such as the slap mark on Shen Congwen's face. Wei Zi used the power of the stars when he slapped it. Although it was only a little bit, he wanted to dissolve it with his eighth-level cultivation. Come on, talk about it for at least two hours.
"Senior brother, senior sister, my golden True Dragon Sword Intent was taken away by Zhou! Help me get it back! Pfft" Yu Wenrui wailed, filled with grief and anger, anger and fire attacked his heart, he opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, and then Passed out.
In the distance, Zhou Jianlai opened his eyes with surprise. Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa immediately asked: "How is it? Did you grab it?"
"It's a pity." Zhou Jianlai said, "I only got two true dragon sword intentions and one white sword intention, but I couldn't keep the other eight-color sword intentions and his sword heart. It's a pity."
"It doesn't matter, there will be another chance in the future." Niu Dawa comforted her.
The whole place was very quiet, so although the conversation between the three of them was not loud, it spread throughout the whole place and reached the ears of Shen Congwen and other Yaowang Valley disciples.
Shen Congwen looked sad and suddenly knelt down in one direction, knelt down and begged: "Please the fourth ancestor to make the decision for Junyan who died tragically, to make the decision for Rui'er, and to make the decision for the prestige of Yaowang Valley!"
"Please the fourth ancestor to make the decision for Junyan who died tragically, for Rui'er, and for the prestige of Yaowang Valley!" The others followed Shen Congwen and knelt down to worship.
The night sky in the northwest suddenly lit up, and an ink figure stepped on the stars. It arrived before anyone arrived, rolling like thunder: "Your Excellency is acting too domineering!"
An angry rebuke!
"So what?" Wei Zi stood in the air with his hands behind his back. Although his tone was calm, he did not give in an inch.
In the blink of an eye, Situ Qing was close, stopped and looked at Wei Zi from the distance.
Yu Wenrui's plea for help touched his heart, but the distance was too far, so he could only act reluctantly. He hurried all the way and didn't even have time for half a cup of tea. He never thought that he was still a step too late.
"Looking at your birth, I wonder who your surname is and what sect you are from? Yao Wanggu has always been on good terms with others, but he is not afraid of fighting with them to the death!" Situ Qing said with a cold expression. The meaning is that if things don't go well today, Yaowang Valley will never give up and will fight with your sect from now on.
"Is it because we just met each other, or because noble people tend to forget things, or because the past is hard to look back on?" Wei Zi asked with a sneer, "Wei Zi, do you still remember?"
"Wei Zi!" Situ Qing exclaimed, and immediately looked at Wei Zi's face carefully. He vaguely recalled a face from the past in his mind. After a comparison, it was confirmed that
They were actually very similar, but the old face in front of him made it impossible for him to overlap with the young face in his mind.
Everyone in the martial arts training ground was whispering among themselves, asking around who Wei Zi was. Why had they never heard of the name of this great star?
There are nearly a thousand people, but only a few people know about it. When people around him asked, they only dared to reply "Wei Guogong" and did not dare to mention a word about Wei Zi's past deeds.
Talking about his past in front of this man must be because he is tired of living a long life.
Situ Qing stared at Wei Zi in silence for a moment, then his tone changed from a tough tone, and he sighed quietly: "After fifty-eight years, I didn't expect that you would also step into the star realm. Who is that kid? Your disciple?"
He pointed to Zhou Jianlai and asked.
"Yes." Wei Zi responded.
"Master Guo" Situ Qingchao Wei Zi handed over his hand and said: "Can you give me some face and give some face to Medicine King Valley? Let your disciple return Yu Wenrui's True Dragon Sword Intent. Medicine King Valley is willing to give double compensation and Be on good terms with your disciple forever."
"No. Not rare." Wei Zi said indifferently.
"" Eyeballs in the martial arts training ground fell to the floor. They looked up at Wei Zi with their mouths half open, feeling that this man was too domineering. They really felt that Wei Zi really didn't take Yaowang Valley seriously at all.
Situ Qing did not expect Wei Zi to refuse so resolutely, and felt that he had lost face. He could not help but look down, and his tone became cold again: "Being an enemy of Yaowang Valley will do no good to the young people."
"Are you threatening me?" Wei Zi asked, staring at Situ Qing with dagger-like eyes. Without waiting for Situ Qing's answer, he continued: "If you are threatening me, I don't mind taking a trip to Yaowang Valley to find him. Nie Yimu has a good talk with Sun Sizhong. As for you, you are too weak and not qualified to talk to me."
** Naked contempt.
There was an uproar in the martial arts training ground.
The power of the stars cannot be insulted.
This is the rhythm of the fight.
But then again, this Duke is too crazy.
"Really?" Situ Qing shouted, and the power of the stars directly pressed towards Wei Zi.
People in the martial arts training ground just felt that the sky was about to fall, but Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa had a normal reaction, because these days they had to endure the pressure and ravage of Tianwu Taoist every day.
"Ha" Wei Zi snorted from his nostrils, brought his hands behind his back to the front, stretched out his right hand to grab Zhou Jianlai's hand, and said: "Disciple, take the sword and use it."
Zhou Jianlai let go in response, and the King of Wei's sword immediately flew into Wei Zi's hand. He held the sword in his right hand and stroked the sword lightly with the fingers of his left hand, saying: "Fifty-eight years ago, I killed you with one sword. Fifty-eight years later, I will kill you with the same sword." How dare you speak out bravely when your defeated general?"
"Just right." Situ Qingyan said, "I also want to take back the shame of the sword. Let's go and fight for 300 rounds outside the city. I will decide the outcome with you."
"No need, just stay here. It's just a sword, why go so far?" Wei Zi said, while slowly raising the King Wei Sword.
Everyone in the martial arts training ground had bloodshot cheeks, and the excitement was indescribable. They never expected that they would be lucky enough to see the battle between the stars today.
