Chapter 1007

After a little exercise, Wu Shanhe was ready to lie down on the bed to rest. However, he had not yet laid down, and a sound of his feet was heard outside the door.

I saw a servant in a hurry, out of breath to say: "president, something big! The big thing is bad! "

"Well?" Wu Shanhe frowned and said suspiciously, "what's the matter? So flustered? "

The servant took a deep breath and said, "president, it's bad. The people from Guanghan Palace are coming! It's at the door now. Go out and have a look

"Guanghan palace?"

Hearing this, Wu Shanhe was slightly stunned, and was surprised. According to the truth, Guanghan palace is wanted by Dali temple now. It should not appear so blatantly.

"I have no friendship with guanghangong. What are they doing here?" Wushanhe has some strange words to himself.

"President, go out and have a look, Ling Yuyao of Guanghan palace But some of them are not good at it Said the servant, swallowing.

"Bad comers?" Wu Shanhe frowned and stood up from the bed. He didn't say much. After putting on a dress, he walked directly to the front door of the association.

Before we got to the door, Wu Shan River just heard a burst of noise. Sure enough, at the gate of the association, there were many figures standing, such as guanghangong, led by Ling Yuyao.

However, after entering, Wu Shanhe's eyebrows are unable to help wrinkling.

Because Ling Yuyao doesn't look so friendly at the moment. Her face is frosty and cold like frost. She holds a sharp long sword on her right hand. She looks fierce.

The breath of senleng rushes out of Ling Yuyao's body, which makes her fall into winter in a trance within tens of meters around her. The ground was covered with a thin ice crystal, which reflected the crystal luster in the sunlight.

"President Wu, I've heard from you so much."

Ling Yuyao stands at the gate with her red lips open and her voice as clear as a lark. However, in this voice, there is a sense of forest, which makes people shudder.

The gate of the martial arts association, which was supposed to be closed, was cut in half by Ling Yuyao, and pieces of wood were scattered on the ground.

Wu Shanhe frowned and said, "Lord Ling, I've been looking up to you for a long time. What are you doing? Why come to our Martial Arts Association, but destroy the gate of our association? Isn't that a bit unreasonable? "

"Sorry." Ling Yuyao's eyebrows drooped slightly and said, "your guild has always been closed. I can't do anything about it. I hope President Wu will not blame him."

"I don't know what the Lord Ling is doing today?" Wu Shanhe asked.

"If you have something to ask for!" Ling Yuyao said.

"What's the matter?" Wu Shanhe asked.

"Ask elder Wu to fight with me, the battle of life and death!" Ling Yuyao opened her mouth with a loud voice. Her right hand was shocked. Her sword was directly inserted on the ground, and the blade was buzzing.

Hiss!

As soon as this word came out, there was a sound of air-conditioning breathing wildly around. All the people looked at Ling Yuyao strangely.

"Master Ling, what's the matter? How could you fight with President Wu? Or the battle of life and death? "

"What's the matter? Is there any irreconcilable hatred between them

"No? I heard that Guanghan palace and the martial arts association have no friendship and no hatred. "

They whispered, and the tone was full of doubts, not to mention that they were confused. Even Wu Shanhe, the party concerned, was puzzled.

Wu Shanhe frowned, shook his head gently and said, "I'm sorry, master Ling, I can't agree to your request."

On the one hand, he and Ling Yuyao have no injustice or hatred. Secondly, he is injured today and can not use his spiritual power. If he agrees, he will surely die.

Hearing Wu Shanhe's words, Ling Yuyao frowned. She didn't talk nonsense any more and drew out the sword beside her. With a step as fast as lightning, Ling Yuyao rushed directly towards the Wushan river. The blade of the long sword pointed directly at the Wushan river. The blade of the sword hissed in the air with a sharp sound explosion.

Brush!

With a sword, the air seemed to be cut in two.

Wu Shanhe stepped back, narrowly avoided the sword, and said in a hurry: "Lord Ling, you and I have no injustice in the long run and no hatred in recent days. Why do you want to attack me?"

Ling Yuyao said faintly: "president Wu, although we have no hatred, but today you must die!"

"Why?" Wu Shanhe frowned.

"No, why not?" Ling Yuyao snorted coldly and raised her hand directly. Countless ice crystals condensed on her jade hand. At this moment, Ling Yuyao's right hand is gushing a burst of cold, five fingers like pure white lanolin general, looks beautiful and moving.

However, the breath on it is a little chilly.

Ling Yuyao waved it with one hand!

Bang!

This palm, solid and solid, was directly patted on the chest of Wushan river.Wushan river was shaken back more than ten meters away, his chest was strikingly more than five thin fingerprints, chest meat is frostbite, cold poison into the flesh and blood of Wushan river.

"Well?" Ling Yuyao frowned and said curiously, "president Wu, why don't you fight back? You should be more than that? "

"Master Ling, don't bully people too much!" Wu Shanhe bit his teeth, and the sharp pain from his chest also made a few drops of cold sweat slide down his forehead.

"President!"

"Are you all right, President?"

"Ling Yuyao, I'll fight with you!"

Seeing this scene, the people of the martial arts association around all changed their faces. They were going to fight against Ling Yuyao with weapons.

"Stop it!" At the critical moment, Wu Shanhe gave a cold drink and said, "come back, you are not her opponent. Don't die!"

"Oh, I wish I knew."

Ling Yuyao stepped on her feet and walked slowly towards the Wushan river. The ground was covered with ice crystals, and the chilling temperature was chilling.

Ling Yuyao put his sword against the neck of Wushan River and said coldly, "president Wu, since you don't resist, I will take your life!"

Ling Yuyao sneered and quickly wiped his sword towards the Wushan river.

But just then!

Before Ling Yuyao's sword could be wiped down, a scorching high temperature surged towards Ling Yuyao like a wave.

Chuckling

Where the high temperature passed by, the frost disappeared in an instant, and a fire red figure appeared in front of wushanhe.

She raised her hand and gently grasped Ling Yuyao's blade.

The hot magma gushed from her right hand. Ling Yuyao's sword was melted into molten iron and fell to the ground.

But for a moment, Ling Yuyao had only a bare hilt in her hand.

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