Wen Yang's crane disappeared and saw Jiang Yan standing in front of him with a free expression. His red robe and armor were all bright and beautiful, and he was completely unscathed.

"This is impossible!!" Huangfu Song stood up from his seat and was shocked by what was happening in front of him. A ten thousand-horseman could escape safely under the curse of Wushuang's life. This was unprecedented. No one cared about the famous general Huangfu Song's disobedience. The representatives of the three sects on the observation stage, the important officials of the court, and even the Xuanling royal family had the same idea as him.

Everyone stared at Jiang Yan with a surprised expression.

The Curse of Invincible Life.

This kid actually regarded the Wushuang Life Curse as nothing, which was too much subverting their imagination.

"Does this boy have a secret treasure?" Lu Bu restrained his smile and looked solemn. The invincible Lu Bu immediately felt that this idea was a bit self-deceptive. If there was a secret treasure, it would be impossible to silently even Lu Bu could not feel it.

"Haha." Xuan Ling Wuxue woke everyone up with a long laugh, which was completely different from the nervousness before.

"Emperor Sister." Emperor Xuanling said in surprise.

"General Lu Bu, it seems that I have beaten you again." Xuan Ling Wuxue's hand was a slight smile.

"Your Highness the Princess is really good-looking. Feng Xian lost nothing to say." Lu Bu bowed and drank three drinks first.

The powerful people are incredible about Jiang Yan's unparalleled life curse that can escape Wen Yang, but other ordinary people will not think so. They don't know much about fate and do not know the difference between the "eight realms" of the life curse. They just feel that Wen Yang's move was very terrifying, and they think that Jiang Yan will lose, and they feel pity for him. Now Jiang Yan is unscathed, and everyone is ignited again with enthusiasm.

The first time, someone cheered Jiang Yan on the ring.

"No, no..." Wen Yang looked at Jiang Yan blankly, and the pride that surged into his heart shattered in an instant. A deep frustration hit him almost unable to stand firm. He thought that the unparalleled life curse he had practiced had no effect.

Sudden.

Wen Yang saw a cold light flashing in Jiang Yan's eyes.

Oh no!!

Wen Yang is worthy of being the top genius in Huanglong Street. Other young girls in Huanglong Street were still deeply hit. When he looked shocked, he immediately woke up from the blow, but his whole body was weak and powerless. This soberness was useless.

A golden sword edge hit his neck, and Wen Yang could even breathe the suffocation coming from this golden sword edge.

As soon as he moves, the heads of people will separate on the spot.

If this is not a competition, it is a battlefield, at this moment, Wen Yang has already landed on the ground.

The whole audience was in an uproar!

Wen Yang has been defeated in this duel.

Jiang Yan's divine thought moved, and the lung sword fainted back above him. The golden lung sword breathed the victor's breath, and the golden light shone.

Wen Yang collapsed in dejection, his face as if dead.

Although he won, Jiang Yan knew it was a complete luck. In the end, Wen Yang's life spell was too powerful beyond expectations. If he hadn't used the Tao Te Ching to refine the earth immortal energy, he would have lost. On the other hand, these powerful men with strong families often have strong capital, which ordinary people can't compare with.

"Jiang Yan, win!"

The old man finally announced.

Jiang Yan walked over and stretched out his hand. "As the strongest son of Thousand Riders on Huanglong Street, I believe a failure is not enough to defeat you."

Wen Yang looked up at Jiang Yan, a little unwilling to accept it, "I didn't expect that my unparalleled life curse would be helpless." He grabbed Jiang Yan's hand and stood up again, regained his spirits, and smiled and said, "You said it well. In the future, Qianhe will have to compete with you again."

"I'll wait for you!" Jiang Yan nodded.

The two of them stood firm and faced the Xuanling royal family.

Xuan Ling Wuxue couldn't hide her joy at the corner of her mouth. Jiang Yan gave her too much surprise. He really didn't understand how he resisted Wushuang Life Curse. Could it be that Teacher Zuo Ci gave him a talisman? If it was a talisman of the Earth Immortal, it would make sense.

Besides, Jiang Yan defeated Wen Yang, and those who supported Wen Yang were all silent. Luo Peng opened his mouth wide and looked at Jiang Yan who was winning, as if he had a nightmare.

Wen Yang, the strongest family in Huanglong Street, was defeated by a waste who could not refine his life in the past few months.

With a full of jealousy, Luo Peng couldn't accept the fact that Jiang Yan became the winner. Just as the Xuanling Royal Family was about to announce it, his powerful jealousy drove him to roar: "The Huanglong Martial Arts is our Qianqi, and this traitor Jiang Yan is not qualified to become the chief."

The young girl next to Luo Peng looked at him with a blushing face and thick neck in shock.

Luo Peng shouted hatefully: "We cannot accept that such a traitor in Huanglong Street becomes the first, and he must have gained any benefits from the rebels. This is unfair!! A traitor is above us, this is unfair!"

"Please take him away from the first one!"

"Yes, this is a shame to our Huanglong Street!"

"Not acceptable!"

Others were infected and knelt down and asked, and the sound was like beating drums, shaking the entire sky.

"Don't you betrayal, can you do anything wrong? I dare to threaten Your Majesty!" The general in charge of the competition shouted loudly and wanted to take down the children of these thousand riders.

Huangfu Wenjing also snorted on the stage, "I can't accept that the rebels won the first place. This will set a precedent and will not be beneficial to our Xuan Dynasty. If he can withstand the Wushuang Life Curse, he must have gained some benefits from the Yellow Turban Army."

Xuantian Square was in chaos, silent accusations, and anger accompanied Jiang Yan defeating Wen Yang and soaring again.

Luo Peng and the others originally wanted to see Jiang Yan make a fool of themselves in the end, but were taught a lesson by Wen Yang. Unexpectedly, they would become dazzling and defeat Wen Yang. They were unwilling and strongly unwilling to accept it.

Lu Bu laughed: "Your Highness, it seems that Jiang Yan can't convince everyone."

Almost all the elite bloodlines of the four thousand cavalrymen of the Daxuan Dynasty live in Huanglong Street. If they have a rupture, they will definitely not be able to do with the foundation of the Xuan Dynasty, who had just experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Xuan Ling Wuxue originally wanted to use this martial arts to regain morale, but now she has backfired and doesn't know how to end.

Xuan Ling Wuxue whispered her sleeves and stood up silently from her seat.

Tingting and graceful and graceful.

It was clearly sunny, but when the eldest princess got up, the audience was suddenly shrouded in a cold coldness, and everyone shut up.

"Why do you say you are not convinced?" Xuan Ling Wuxue asked.

Seeing that no one dared to respond, Luo Peng knelt down and replied, "He is a traitor..."

"Can I say I won't pursue this matter?" Xuan Ling Wuxue took a cold look.

Luo Peng felt cold all over his body, and he said loudly: "But Jiang Yan was still a waste a few months ago. After joining the Yellow Turban Army, his fate changed drastically. Now he can even be feared by Brother Wen Yang's unparalleled life curse. He must have received the support of the rebels. We have been bathed in the battlefield of the Xuan Dynasty. Jiang Yan fled from Tiandu, but he became a blessing in disguise. How can people be convinced? Please think twice about His Highness the Princess!!"

"It's a blessing in disguise..." A playful smile flashed across Xuan Ling Wuxue's lips.

Lu Bu frowned.

"Then I will convince you, listen..." Xuan Ling Wuxue looked down on the world, cold and arrogant.

Luo Peng only felt that his heartbeat was faster and he had an unknown premonition that he was designed.

Everyone dared not breathe, listened to Xuan Ling Wuxue's every word, and then shivered.

I only heard the eldest princess say.

"It was our arrangement for Jiang Yan to join the Yellow Turban Army. If he had no help from him, Tiandu would have fallen and Xuan Dynasty would have been out of business. At that time..."

"Do you still have the right to reward merit?"

"Are you still qualified to celebrate with all the people?"

"Do you still have the right to laugh at his humiliation?"

Three sounds of you, three sounds of questioning, evening drums and morning bells, and the ears are shaking.
Chapter completed!