"Royal College, Li Xian, pioneer officer of Zhao state, please enlighten Taoist Fu Hu."

Li Xian stepped forward and looked at Wang Yu with burning eyes. He held the spear tightly in his hands, showing the momentum of a general in the battlefield.

The middle stage of refining body flow Disha state and refining Qi flow Nirvana state.

Li Xian, the son of Zhao's general, is also a person who practices physical training and physical training. The realm of both ways of practice is not low.

For others, to see this kind of opponent, most of them will be dignified.

Wang Yu is not.

He looked at Li Xian, then glanced at Zhao Wuyou, and then turned his eyes to other people.

"You don't have to do it one by one. I said, you can all play together. Even if I lose, I won't say anything. Think about it. " Wang Yu's tone is still very sincere.

He hopes to use the shortest time to solve the trivial chores.

I'm afraid the following Zhao people can't think of it. In their eyes, the great event of finding face for Zhao people is so insignificant in Wang Yu's eyes.

In other words, Wang Yu has never been in the eye.

However, he did not know what he said. In the eyes of Zhao people, it was humiliation. After winning several games, he looked down on Zhao people.

Li Xianzhi looked at Wang Yu, chest ups and downs.

It can be seen that there is nothing on the surface of Li Xian. His anger is really incomparable in his heart. His anger has reached the extreme and his anger has burned to his throat.

He suddenly roared and was in high spirits.

At the foot of the foot, the body is like an arrow from the bow. He dived toward Wang Yu, holding a gun in both hands and stabbing at Wang Yu with a golden light on the tip of the gun.

The golden awn on the tip of the gun is extremely sharp, which seems to be able to break through everything.

"It's worthy of being behind the general."

Although Li Xian's strength was not high in Wang Yu's eyes, he could not help praising him. Li Xian's momentum alone was not comparable to ordinary disciples of the same rank.

After Li Xian made a move, Wang Yu did not let go of all the breath, but let the right hand in the air, more than a sword.

"Sword!"

"Is Fu Hu Taoist a master of sword?"

"It's a shame that he defeated so many of us before he took out the sword."

"It is worthy of being a major general. Before hand in, it has already forced Taoist Fu Hu to attack. The victory of Taoist Fu Hu will come to an end, and the little general will win!"

"Little general will win!"

Seeing Wang Yu's sword, Zhao people's first reaction was to be depressed and humiliated, especially the several people defeated by Wang Yu.

They were so happy that they thought they could win, and they were simply defeated.

Originally, they thought that they were defeated, and the gap between the two sides forced them to recognize it. But what they didn't expect was that they thought Wang Yu was good at boxing when they were defeated.

I didn't expect that the opponent was not good at boxing, but felt that using boxing was enough to deal with them and disdained to make swords against them.

The second reaction is the strength of the major general.

He showed the people that Taoist Fu Hu used a sword, which also showed that Li Xian could make fu Hu Taoist treat him with heart. This kind of treatment was not available to those people before.

Many people are full of confidence in Li Xian, absolutely Li Xian may end the victory of Fu Hu Taoist.

Bang!

In the crowd excited inexplicably, the clang sound of metal collision sounded.

Wang Yu's sword collided with Li Xian's spear. Sparks were splashed in all directions. Two kinds of breath burst into each other. The air burst out, which made people around feel their skin ache.

It's like the air is a knife that cuts through their skin.

The crowd retreated, leaving a wider space for the two to avoid accidental injury.

"Worthy of being a battlefield general, not the flowers of those greenhouses."

After the fight, Wang Yu again appreciated the other side, and said: "although you are good, but you and I still have a big gap, you can't win me."

The two men's weapons against each other, the distance between them is also very close, only half a step.

It's almost a face to face.

When Wang Yu said this, his voice fell like a needle and fell on Li Xian's body. Li Xian's sword eyebrows Rose: "victory and defeat can only be known after fighting."

With that, Li Xian stepped back two steps and opened the distance between them.

Then, he straightened up his waist and repeatedly put out his guns. The airtight shadow of the gun covered Wang Yu, and the golden mansions were about to fall towards Wang Yu.

If it moves more slowly, it will be poked into a sieve.

"You can't hurt me with it."

Wang Yu chuckled, and the sword in his hand crossed several arcs, Dangdang Dang, and blocked all the spear mansions of Wang Yu.

You come and go on both sides, and there is a fierce war.

In fact, with the passage of time, Li Xian's face gradually showed a tired color. On the contrary, Wang Yu always kept a smile, breathing smoothly.

The most important thing is that Wang Yu's breath of refining body flow has not changed. From the early stage of Yuanshen to the middle stage of Yuanshen, people around him can see that Wang Yu has reserved strength.Zhao Wuyou's eyes were fixed on the battlefield without blinking. He was very clear that Li Xian was holding Wang Yu's true ability from his hand, so that his son Zhao Wuyou could find out the way to defeat Wang Yu.

Touch!

After Li Xian consumed too much, his flaws began to show. Wang Yu seized the opportunity and fell on Li Xian.

Poof!

Li Xian vomit blood, but the action on the hand has not stopped, still to Wang Yu, as if the hand is not him.

Wang Yu frowned, some do not understand, but he will not let Li idle.

Brush!

The light of the sword crossed Li Xian, adding a sword wound to his body.

Touch!

Stuffy sound rings out, Wang Yu's palm, also fell on Li Xian's body.

Sword injuries, fists and feet injuries, constantly appear on Li Xian, and Li Xian is like a cockroach who can't fight to death. He tries to endure the pain and fight Wang Yu to the end.

Gradually, Wang Yu saw the other party's ideas, and he also had some admiration for Li Xian.

What a pity!

"Lose!"

Wang Yu's sharp eyes found a big flaw in Li Xian's eyes, and fell hard on Li's back, beating him out.

Flying out of the body, just fell in front of Zhao Wuyou.

Touch!

The body of more than 100 Jin, when landing, set off endless dust.

Zhao Wuyou, however, did not dodge. He met Li Xian, who wanted to get up and fight again. He said, "little general, you have done enough. Next, give it to me. You can have a rest."

Zhao Wuyou said with relief, Li Xian fainted.

Zhao Wuyou sighed and gave Li Xian to his servant Haosheng to take care of him, while he himself was going to Wang Yu.

The emperor of Zhao has more than a dozen daughters, but he has no son. Those who inherit the throne in the future can only be selected from the royal family, and Zhao Wuyou is undoubtedly the most popular son.

This moment.

He is not a prince of Zhao, but a simple Zhao people, in order to win back the face of Zhao people.

He didn't want to let Li Xian's painstaking efforts go to waste. He was full of passion.

However, his opponent was Wang Yu, a man he was doomed to be unable to defeat, or in other words, the whole continent, the same level practitioners, Wang Yu was invincible. He has already developed an invincible situation.

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