C74 Triple King Slash

When he heard that there were other interesting things, Zhu Mu'en's first reaction was to encounter the big scam. Previously, when the overseas merchants were offering their wares, he spoke very eloquently and his expression was exactly the same as it was now.

"I haven't read much, so don't lie to me …"

"What? "No matter who I lie to, I will never lie to my friends. I am a very loyal person. In fact, everyone calls me Wen Yiyi."

Wen Qubing approached Zhu Mu'en, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Zhu you are using a blue disc, and the images you are releasing are all blue, and the one I am giving you is a full disc. When it is released, it is of all colors, just like a real person.

"W-what?" Zhu Mu'en's eyes opened wide, "That … "Doesn't that mean it's true …"

He wanted to say that such an image was the same as a real person in front of him, except that the size was a bit different, but the rest was exactly the same. From monochrome to full-color, the visual shock was like stepping into civilization from the very beginning, instantly stunning him.

"Young Master Zhu, please do not shout loudly." Wen Qubing said in a low voice: "This kind of unique good thing, not everyone has it. First, you have to enjoy it all yourself, and after a while, you can publicize it.

"You … Boss Wen is indeed a loyal person. "

His heart itching from the great gift, Zhu Mu'en wished that he could return immediately. Feeling the shock of Gao Qing and his beauty, he looked at Wen Qubing with a hint of gratitude, "I've made this friend, Boss Wen, so let's get closer from now on."

Wen Qubing said in a low voice: "Young Master Zhu is indeed a good friend, then that was a little misunderstanding …"

Zhu Mu'en was in a great mood, he no longer cared about any grudges. He took a step forward, and unaccustomed to it, he cupped his hands and said: "We are all from the same hometown. Everyone make friends, Boss Wen's friend is my friend. "

These words were not an apology, but a taunt. As fellow rich and powerful young masters, they knew it wasn't easy to get their hands on these words. Taking advantage of the situation, they all cupped their hands and went forward to pay their respects with smiles on their faces.

They themselves were clear that if it was any other time, they would definitely want a chance to level up with Zhu Family. Now that they had the chance, who would be so foolish as to force themselves on a fight to the death? As far as Zhu Mu'en was concerned, befriending people of the same level would also be beneficial for him.

At first, he thought that Wen Qubing was just boasting when he said he would get Zhu Mu'en to apologize. However, no matter what, this place was still a place with a Zhu family name, and these nobles at the top had high expectations of them, let alone apologize, it would even be extremely difficult for them to show their weakness. He did not expect Wen Qubing to actually do what he said.

Wen Qubing shrugged his shoulders, did not say a word, and only shot Tao Mincai a glance so that he would not forget his promise. The latter patted his chest, indicating that everything was on her shoulders.

There was a lot of noise. The crowd cupped their hands and greeted each other. The scene was like a birthday celebration. The guards and servants on both sides looked at each other. Suddenly the door of the private room was opened.

The one leading them was a fat man in a red robe. Although he was fat, he was also tall and sturdy. The moment he walked out, the guards on both sides immediately knelt on one knee.

As the leader of the city, everyone had long seen his familiar appearance. When they saw him, they were all shocked, as they did not expect Zhu Mu'en to actually come out with his father, bowing in succession to greet him. Wen Qubing, who had the lowest status, was no exception.

A young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old with a rather strong physique and inherited standard Zhu. His demeanor was imposing and imposing, wearing a long red robe with a blade at his waist. This was not the traditional style of Zhu.

The Zhu of Dan Xiang was a martial skill that was developed according to the bloodline of one's own, and the weapons used by the descendants of Zhu were not swords or sabers. This person could sit at the same place as Zhu Tao, and although his status was not low, he wore a sabre, and could only be a chosen from the new generation of Zhu to interact with the outsiders.

Zhu Dingyu, the "Whistling Sun War Eagle", had been a seed supported by Zhu Family since childhood. When he had reached adulthood, he had entered the Blade Sealing Alliance, cultivated a superior blade technique, and entered the Star Ranking.

(…" Zhu Dingyu was an elite of the Zhu Family, he was normally in the capital, how could he have come all the way here? The different forces here had intersected, any random Star Ranking expert would arouse some suspicion, and Zhu Family had always been avoided … Then, something has happened.) Wen Qubing pondered, his gaze followed Zhu Dingyu, and saw the person behind him.

(That's...) He slowly stepped forward, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye. The only thing that was left behind was a saber light that cut through the sky.

There were a lot of people squeezed together on the porch, but when the blade light appeared, in the blink of an eye, it covered a distance of 10 metres and slashed towards the mighty Zhang Wenyuan.

With the blade shining right above his head, Zhang Wenyuan broke out in a cold sweat, he was scared silly, at least he did not waste his time practicing martial arts, in a moment of crisis, he mustered his strength and pulled out his blade to slash.

The opponent's blade arrived in an instant, and her speed far surpassed Zhang Wenyuan's. However, when the blade landed, she paused for a moment, and then Zhang Wenyuan was able to pull out her blade to block, using attack as defense, and unleashing the Pride Three King Slash the moment she attacked.

Zhang Wenyuan had practiced for more than a year, but he had still only started training in the Three King Slash. This strike determined his life and death, and the force generated from the strike was greater than usual.

Zhang Wenyuan was very proud of his slash. However, the short pause at the top of his slash only allowed him to unleash the power of a third stage, and used the same move as the Three King Slash.

The moment the three blades clashed, the slashes suddenly changed. The blade shadows merged into one, his speed and strength greatly increased, as though piercing through bamboo, and forcefully cut apart Zhang Wenyuan's three kings, destroying them.

"Clang!" The long blade in Zhang Wenyuan's hand broke into pieces, and staggered back, although he was holding onto the remaining hilt of the blade tightly, but the palm of his hand was broken, blood gushing out, and even the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

However, the thing that shocked Zhang Wenyuan the most was that he had broken his own blade. Back then, his master had taught him that the Three King Slash was a consummate technique that allowed the strong to win, and when one's strength was enough to break the power, the other person had used a power lower than him, and with the Three King Slash, he had broken his own move. This … How to explain?

"..." Your Three King Slash is wrong. "

As the saber light faded, a beautiful girl around fourteen or fifteen years old appeared. She was dressed in a warrior's attire and had two sabers at her waist. One short, one long. Her valiant and valiant demeanor was extremely eye-catching.

But the so-called strength, is not brute force. Blade Sealing Alliance has never been a sect that promotes pure strength, and if you continue to train like this, you will be at least forty years old from the middle stage. "Ling Chen:" … …

More than sixty percent of the warriors were stopped at middle stage for the rest of their lives, and when they were forty years old, they were able to leave the middle stage. Most people would praise them, but hearing it from the mouth of this girl, seemed to have become extremely humiliating.

"..." "And …"

The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment. Her pretty face was slightly cute and innocent. All of the rich kids had seen this kind of beauty before and were all lost in thought. Who knew that she would suddenly flash and disappear, turning into a flash of saber light.

The direction of the blade light was aimed straight at Tao Mincai. This sole son of the Shang Clan was dressed like a scholar and did not even have a weapon on him.

Tao Mincai crossed her arms and clashed with the blade, suddenly releasing a bright yellow light. Tao Mincai's entire body was enveloped in yellow light, as though she had turned into a bronze statue.

"Bronze Statue Art!"

"The inheritance of the Vajra Temple?"

They were very familiar with each other, and knew that Tao Mincai knew martial arts, but they did not know where her master came from. They did not expect that he had actually entered the Vajra Temple and quietly reached level 4, becoming the strongest person amongst them.

The blade aura pierced through the ceiling and cut apart the bronze statue Qi Shield. The Qi Shield burst apart and Tao Mincai staggered backwards, after four or five steps, because she had stopped in her tracks due to colliding with someone. Tao Mincai's face was pale, and a line of blood suddenly appeared on her forehead.

The bystanders could understand that this was the first time they had passed between life and death. The young lady's blade was also capable of breaking through the fourth level through using her third level strength, her Vajra Temple 'hard body skill was extremely condensed, and in theory, she could even defend against an even higher level of power that was half a level higher. However, this was forcefully broken by her with her third level strength.

"My grandfather said that the inheritance of the buddhist faith in Vajra Temple is naturally extraordinary. There are countless divine arts within, and it ranks supreme among the current generation. You must not underestimate it."

"But the way of martial arts is ever-changing, and if one really thinks that the inheritance of Vajra Temple is able to counter the blade arts of the alliance, then that is too naive. Even if the Alliance has some of their own, with the help of our senior and junior brothers and sisters in Heaven Fighting Sword Pavilion, how can they win without taking any advantage of us?"

Her words were neither arrogant nor discouraged, it was only then did everyone know that she had acted because of Tao Mincai's mocking words, saying that Blade Sealing Alliance could not be touched by Vajra Temple. First, she pointed out Zhang Wenyuan's blade technique, and even destroyed the bronze statue art, proving that his blade technique was definitely not inferior to Vajra Temple's inheritance.

In other words, her identity... It should be someone from the Blade Sealing Alliance …

Zhang Wenyuan was startled for a moment, but suddenly seemed to have understood something, he straightened his body, straightened his expression, cupped his fist and bowed: "Thank you, senior sister, for your guidance, Wenyuan's future accomplishments in the blade technique all depend on senior sister Xiaoshu's guidance."

Xiaoshu?

Although she didn't have a Dao surname, everyone's minds were filled with shock. They knew who she was.

The granddaughter of the Soulless Blade Sovereign, the pride of the heavens in Blade Sealing Alliance, one of the ten great beauties of the empire, the one who squeezed into the top thirty new expert among the Star Ranking, Situ Xiaoshu!

Everyone was shaken, but before they could say a word, Situ Xiaoshu had raised his blade and pointed it at Slave Merchants who was standing quietly at the side.

"..." You, are Wen Baopi? "