Chapter 1378

"Well, according to the previous rules, let the two disciples of Yue Wu compete for three times first, and then the children of each family compete with each other. How about that?" Yue Fan Yi's face slightly changes, but still nods to say.

Noticing the subtle changes on Yue Fanyi's face, Wu Tianxiong was more determined and gave a wink to a Wu's son.

"congratulations on your Royal Highness's return to your hometown. The day before yesterday you saw your royal highness in the great swords, and you admire it very much. Just take this opportunity to consult your royal highness, and ask your royal highness to show you one or two." The man got up and said.

"Wu Zifeng!" Many people were surprised to see a man.

Wu Zifeng was promoted to be a swordsman at the age of 17 and a great swordsman at the age of 27. Now he is 35 years old. It is said that his strength is only one step away from the master of swordsmanship. It is not too much to say that he is a semi saint. At the same time, he is also the most outstanding cultivation genius of Yue family after Wu Tianxiong. If it wasn't for his family background, he would have been the next king of the Wu family.

No one thought that he would challenge mu Hanyan.

Although every Jinlan Palace Banquet, the children of Yue and Wu always challenge each other, but in order not to hurt the harmony, most of them are young people, and few of them are strong people like Wu Zifeng.

What's more, Wu Zifeng's accomplishments are not only profound, but also extremely fierce. Those who have ever dealt with him are either dead or injured, and none of them is lightly injured. It's common for Wu Zifeng to break his arm or leg or lose his accomplishments.

He challenges mu Hanyan. What's his idea?

The atmosphere of the banquet, which was originally enjoyable, suddenly became strange.

A group of civil and military officials looked at each other and smelled an unusual breath: could it be that this golden orchid Palace Banquet will be a surprise?

"Good!" Mu Hanyan stood up without hesitation.

Since he was promoted to be a great swordsman, mu Hanyan only played with Feng Qingyu. However, Feng Qingyu's self-respect for his identity makes it impossible for him to do his best. Mu Hanyan is still in his mind. In this battle, we can see how much real combat power we have achieved with the strength of our swordsman at this time and the blessing of five magic weapons.

Soon, they came to the empty space between the wine tables.

"Please give me some advice!" Wu Zifeng arched his hand and said, with a strong pressure pouring out of his body at the same time.

Under that pressure, even the civil and military officials around were breathing.

It's worthy of the title of Wu Zifeng, the invincible swordsman. Although he hasn't reached the holy level, even if he is an ordinary swordsman, I'm afraid he won't have a big chance of winning.

Looking at the cold smoke, many people are worried. Although Wu Tianxiong has won over some officials over the years, more people are still loyal to the Yue family and don't want to see anything happen to Mu Hanyan.

They have also seen the competition that day. Mu Hanyan's strength is only level 6 of the swordsman. Although he has the ability to overcome the enemy by leaping over the level, the Fu Tao skill handed down by the Wu family is not only famous, but also has the ability to overcome the enemy by leaping over the level. With the strength of her swordsman's sixth level, how can she win against Wu Zifeng, who is half saint.

"Please give me some advice!" Mu Hanyan doesn't seem to feel the authority of the other party, arched his hand and said calmly.

"She can't pretend. I heard that elder brother Zifeng is a semi saint. She has no rival under the name of sword saint. Isn't she afraid at all?" He Yangqiu asked with a confused face.

This time, he asked the point. Seeing that mu Hanyan was so calm, everyone was puzzled. They didn't know whether she was pretending to be calm or relying on something. I think the former is more likely.

Wu Zifeng gave mu Hanyan a deep look. He didn't expect that mu Hanyan could keep quiet in the face of his comparable sword sage's pressure. His calmness and calmness made him more or less stop looking down on him.

"Your Royal Highness, the so-called knife and gun, has no eyes. If you should be careful to hurt your highness, I will look for it." Wu Zifeng took a breath and said haughtily.

"Maybe I should have said that." Mu Hanyan said with a cold smile.

"I don't know what to do." Wu Zifeng raised his eyebrows and said.

He knows that Wu Tianxiong's plan today is not afraid to offend mu Hanyan.

"Kill him!" Lu Tianxiong's fierce voice came from his ears.

"Wave breaking, chopping!" Wu Zifeng didn't say much more, but did his best to cut it out.

Once the hand, no matter who he is facing, he will never retain any strength, which is the reason why those who have dealt with him are not dead but injured. In addition, with Lu Tianxiong's order, he could not have any reservation.

Dao Dao Jian mang is like the wind rolling the residual clouds and the waves crashing on the shore. It is surging towards the cold smoke. The energy poured into it is stacked layer by layer and accumulated continuously, and its power is becoming stronger and stronger.

This is the secret of the Wu family's Fu Tao mental method, and also the strength of the Wu family!

"Long princess, be careful!" Someone couldn't help exclaiming.

Wu Zifeng's sword power keeps accumulating, and even has reached the realm of the sword sage. How can the sixth level of the swordsman's cold smoke resist?Seeing that mu Hanyan was about to die under the other side's sword, they didn't even have time to think that Wu Zifeng was so bold that he dared to kill the eldest princess.

"The stars fall, the eight wastes!" With the clear and pleasant voice of the cold smoke, the cold sky sword came out of its sheath.

No one noticed that at the same time when she cut out the sword, Huayue and Zirong played the trick at the same time.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the sword soared into the sky. The white sword stabbed people hard to open their eyes.

A moment later, the sword disappeared, and the public's eyesight recovered as usual.

"Well, how could it be!" Looking at the scene, almost everyone was stunned, even Lu Nianxin was no exception.

Wu Zifeng's tall figure had been lying on the ground, his feet twitching, and his mouth was foaming with blood. His right hand holding the sword, like a boneless snake, was hanging on the ground, twisted in a strange posture.

If you have a little insight, you can see that not only his meridians and Qi are exhausted, but also the bones of his right hand holding the sword are broken to pieces. Even if the gods come down to earth, they will never cure him. It's a great fortune to save his life.

and the as like as two peas, the hair is not hurt. It is really not a wound. Even the hair in the ear is just the same as before.

The sword was so fast that no one could see clearly what kind of strength she was, let alone what kind of power she contained in her sword.

They only know that with one sword, mu Hanyan only used one sword, and Wu Zifeng, who is called semi saint and has no rival under the so-called sword saint, was abandoned.

"The sword and the gun have no eyes. What you said is true. I'm sorry to hurt you. Please forgive me Mu Hanyan put away Hanxiao sword, a face relaxed and insincere apology said.

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