"Hehe, the city guard of Wujiang City is really a cow. ”

Shang Zhengyu sneered, anyway, this matter is no longer possible! Ziqi and Wan Yanjing were already standing behind him, facing the three people who had never frowned in thousands of troops, they were not even afraid at this moment. This is the territory of the captives, Shang Zhengyu doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble either!

War is on the verge of breaking out!

"Young master, how are you?"

Unexpectedly, this big-waisted and round-shouldered Qiu Weng was still a flatterer, and he didn't care whether Shang Zhengyu and the three of them were caught, and directly pushed away the two of his subordinates and personally stepped forward to help the Wulan Shu up, regardless of the others, and began to examine it carefully, and finally sighed, as if he had finally put down the boulder hanging in his heart, which made Shang Zhengyu feel a chill.

But when Qiu Weng turned around, his face suddenly became angry.

I saw that more than a dozen patrol soldiers had fallen around Shang Zhengyu and the three of them, all of them were lying on the ground and wailing, and the original weapons were no longer in their hands.

Shang Zhengyu threw the scimitar he had snatched from the other party forward, only to hear a loud sound, and a large area immediately emptied in front of him, and the patrol soldiers who surrounded him all cowered a little. Just now, Ziqi and Shang Zhengyu shot together, and they put down more than a dozen people around them in three or two clicks. Although Shang Zhengyu and Ziqi did not use any shocking means, that power made these patrol soldiers feel a little frightened.

Qiu Weng was first shocked in his heart, he was the number one warrior under the city lord Wulan Gang in this Wujiang City, so he naturally preconceived the three of Shang Zhengyu as the miscellaneous things he had encountered in the past. Immediately, Qiu Weng was overjoyed in his heart, and now that Ulan Shu is here, he can show his face in front of the young master!

"Don't be bold!"

Qiu Weng burst into a shout, and his life's skills exploded at this moment, instantly raising his skills to the peak. He is not stupid, Shang Zhengyu and the others are not easy to mess with at first glance, and they do their best to avoid self-defeating.

The wind howled and slapped towards Shang Zhengyu, which was Qiu Weng testing first. The momentum on Shang Zhengyu's body also exploded terrifyingly, and the two burst out of the gang wind collided violently, making several crackling sounds out of thin air, obviously making a move in the air and winning or losing.

Qiu Weng's eyes sank, and he suddenly realized that Shang Zhengyu was not as simple as he originally imagined, and his steps forward were slightly paused. But this action immediately caused the dissatisfaction of someone in the field.

"Qiu Weng, what are you rubbing!"

The shouting of the Ulan Shu made Qiu Weng's brain, who originally wanted to take a serious look at it, suddenly messed up, and subconsciously shot directly, and Xiang Shang Zhengyu with both claws like a curtain was under the hood, and it was difficult for the master of the ordinary situation to dodge as dense as rain. Qiu Weng sneered in his heart, this hand was his proud work, and he made a move

Blocking all the passages of the target, the left and right, and the killing moves that follow closely are even more clever, as long as Shang Zhengyu makes a mistake, he will completely enter his rhythm and let him slaughter.

Qiu Weng had used this trick to deal with several masters of the Capture Realm who came to Wujiang City to make trouble, but without exception, they were all easily suppressed by him, and now they are still enjoying their 'hospitality' in the prison of Wujiang City!

Shang Zhengyu's eyes were sharp, and he took a step back, which made Qiu Weng immediately happy in his heart, this choice to retreat under the shroud of this move can be described as a self-throwing net, his claws changed together, and the shadow of the claws in the sky quickly poured towards the rear of Shang Zhengyu's foot, as long as he was down-to-earth, he would completely fall into Qiu Weng's rhythm, and it would be difficult to turn over!

Shang Zhengyu sneered, the reason why he retreated was not because he wanted to dodge

Just make room for the son to give up his hand!

The faint blue sword light struck Qiu Weng with a cold air, and three of the sword lights faintly pointed at Qiu Weng's left and right wrists and the third lumbar vertebrae, making Qiu Weng immediately shocked!

No one knows better than him what is powerful, all his moves start from this third lumbar vertebrae, and the person who came obviously saw through this move and its subsequent changes in an instant, what kind of eyesight is this!

Qiu Weng didn't dare to continue, he took a deep breath and retracted the internal strength on his claws, and pulled out the steel knife on his waist with his backhand, and a piece of knife light danced on his side, and the sound of sword clashing suddenly tinkled like rain hitting plantains, making everyone around him shocked. The frequency of this sword exchange has far exceeded the limit that ordinary people can reach, and the sword gang that bursts out under the exchange of swords and swords makes people feel that the skin is cut and painful even if they are separated by a few zhang! The onlookers instantly began to retreat again.

A stunned boy wanted to see clearly, and unconsciously took a step forward, but he didn't expect a sword shot to sweep across his neck in an instant, directly leaving a sword mark as thin as a cicada's wings, which frightened him to hurriedly hold his head and retreat, and his back was instantly cold from head to toe.

Ziqi was born as a killer and never intended to fight with others. Under the futility of this move, the move changed again in an instant, and Sen Han's internal strength suddenly condensed on the tip of the sword!

Leng Feng Finger is a set of fingering techniques born out of the Moon Shadow Sword Technique, and at this moment, abandoning the sword instead of fingering can be regarded as truly exerting the power of Leng Feng Finger to the limit!

What's more, this is the most powerful killing move in Leng Feng's fingers!

Seven different syllables suddenly sounded in the void, each one higher and higher-pitched, as if a storm was gathering on top of each other! After the seventh sound sounded, a glorious light suddenly bloomed at the tip of Ziqi's sword, and Qiu Weng, who was trying his best to defend, suddenly had a tingling scalp, and he no longer dared to fight and quickly withdrew from the battlefield!

Seven tones cast the edge, a sword to bury the soul.

Seven-tone Soul Sword!

Ziqi had only used this trick when he met Yan Jing for the first time, and at this moment, he used his sword to increase the power of this move to the extreme!

The first six tones were quickly covered up and swallowed up by the seventh tone, and there was no sound in the field except for this seventh tone!

A brilliant sword light slashed down at the place where Qiu Weng was, and the onlookers scattered and fled, the cracked rubble splashed like arrows from the string, and the field suddenly resounded one after another wails. Qiu Weng is not the number one master in this Wujiang City, although it is dangerous, but he can barely avoid this move. But at this moment, he was also quite embarrassed, the original mighty armor was smashed uneven by the splashing gravel, the shoulder armor was directly cut off, and the forehead helmet that was knocked off fell not far away, and the unkempt hair was scattered, which was simply embarrassing.

But this can't be blamed on him, because although he dodged the killer blow, he still has to protect the young master behind him, and he has no choice but to resist the aftermath of the seven-tone soul burial sword, which makes him look like this.

At this moment, everyone's eyes on Ziqi changed!

Ziqi still wanted to grab it, but Shang Zhengyu raised his hand to block it, after all, Wulanshu is the son of the city lord of Wujiang City, and it is a serious matter to let him retreat despite the difficulties. The two sides were strangely deadlocked, although they were still surrounded in the middle, but this time it was obvious that the momentum of Shang Zhengyu and the others was much stronger than Qiu Weng and the others.

"Ulanshu, we don't want to cause trouble, and we're not afraid of trouble, you'd better give me a little understanding!"

Wan Yanjing is the nominal master of the three, so she naturally has to intervene at the right time. At the same time, the momentum on Shang Zhengyu and Ziqi's bodies also exploded together, and the power that was enough to open the mountain and crack the stone in the swirling wind shocked everyone, and the momentum cultivation was fully revealed at this moment.

Ulanshu still wanted to release some cruel words, but Qiu Weng turned around and directly covered his mouth, at this moment Qiu Weng no longer had the idea of stammering Ulanshu in his heart, he only hoped that this Ulanshu would be caused trouble for himself.

"Ulanshu, you can see clearly, there are some people you can't afford to mess with!"

As if to completely shut his mouth in Wulan Shu, Wan Yan Jing's potential realm cultivation also exploded with all his strength at the last moment, and at this moment, everyone's attention in Wujiang City was focused on the main street of the North Gate where the three of them were, even the City Lord's Mansion at the core of Wujiang City could sense this majestic roaring power.

A middle-aged man with similar facial features to Ulanshu, but a heroic aura hovered between his eyebrows, frowning, thinking of his son's nondescript dress when he just left the City Lord's Mansion, and the middle-aged man suddenly felt a sense of annoyance in his heart.

"Come, follow me out of the house to patrol the city. ”

Putting down the bowl of mare's milk wine that had just been handed to his mouth, the middle-aged man got up, took the coat handed by his subordinates and put it on his body and went out, and ran in the direction where Shang Zhengyu and the three of them were, followed by the soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion who followed closely, and the tips of the bright silver spears flashed with cold light under the reflection of the snow, and they were murderous.