"Am I right? That cute little girl fucked Lu Chengxian?"
"Is it really Lu Chengxian? The one in the top ten on the list of heroes? Could it be a parallel import?"
"Didn't you see how majestic he was just now? It's definitely Lu Chengxian."
"Doesn't that mean that from now on, this little beauty in green clothes will be the new number seven on the list of heroes?"
"She looks less than 20 years old. It's definitely a record."
"Being able to watch the birth of the seventh youngest player in history is enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life."
"Speaking of which, she is so young, she must not be married yet, right? I wonder if my son-in-law has a chance."
"Please let your little son of a bitch take a pee and look in the mirror before you speak."
"What the hell do you mean!!!"
Defeating the famous "Tide Sword" Lu Chengxian in front of everyone, Zheng Yueting instantly became the focus of everyone.
Especially those Tiger Guards who were stuck in the back row and could not directly participate in the attack were whispering and discussing.
The girl in green shirt has a beautiful appearance, heroic demeanor, and her strength is eye-catching. These military men have never seen such an outstanding woman. Praise for her was immediately heard, and later on, there were faint signs of praising her as a goddess in the military.
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Even Zheng Yueting, who has a cheerful and generous temperament, can't help but feel a little at a loss when facing such unprecedented attention. Her fair face is slightly red, which adds a bit of beauty and softness.
She took a deep breath, calmed down a little, raised her lancet again and charged into the crowd, fighting with the Southern Xinjiang army under Wang Meng's command.
Compared with Zheng Yueting, who is in the limelight, Zhong Wen has a completely different style.
The inexplicable disappearance of those Dangyang Sect Tianlun masters was naturally his handiwork.
Thinking that he was already a "famous master", Zhong Wen had no interest in "showing his face". Instead, he enthusiastically used the "interest gathering method" to make sneak attacks and killed fifteen heavenly wheel masters with one person. However,
Except for Lu Chengxian, who had fainted, no one around him noticed.
At this time, among the masters of the Dangyang Sect on the field, only Lu Jiaojiao was still fighting with Suzaku.
Zhong Wen's eyes unconsciously fell on the Southern Xinjiang Army under Wang Meng.
As a result, the masters in the Southern Xinjiang Army began to "disappear" one after another, and soon there was no trace of the Heavenly Wheel cultivators.
At this point, not only the Southern Xinjiang Army, but also the Tiger Guards guarding the city began to realize this strange phenomenon. They felt that the originally "hell mode" battle turned into a normal mode.
, and there is a trend of gradually developing towards a simple model.
"Be careful, it's Zhong Wen who is up to something!" Lu Chengxian, who was unconscious on the ground, woke up and screamed.
Although he didn't care about the life and death of the Southern Xinjiang Army, he also knew that once Wang Meng was defeated, he would be unlucky.
It was only at this moment that he finally realized the importance of friendly forces, and then he remembered to remind his teammates loudly.
However, at this time, all the masters on the rebel side have been lost. Although Zhong Wen is keen on hiding PLAY, he has no interest in sneak attacks on ordinary practitioners below the Tianlun level.
He kicked off his legs and leaped high into the sky. His white figure drew a strong curve in the air and plunged into the sea of people from the Southern Xinjiang Army.
"kill him!"
Seeing an enemy rushing in, the officers and soldiers of the Southern Xinjiang Army were naturally not polite. They raised their weapons and surrounded him with water.
Ordinarily, even the most powerful cultivator would not deliberately let himself be surrounded, but Zhong Wen seemed to have no scruples, with his hands behind his back, walking freely among the army, with a free and easy attitude.
Stroll.
"Puff puff!"
Wherever his white figure went, there would always be sounds of swords piercing flesh, followed by scores of soldiers falling to the ground. However, Zhong Wen still had his hands behind his back and did not make any attack.
The movements and the swords inserted into the bodies of the soldiers of the Southern Xinjiang Army were all from friendly forces.
This weird situation lasted for a while, and the soldiers in Southern Xinjiang, who had lost their Tianlun master and were in an extremely weak position, finally began to collapse and could no longer endure this indescribable mental torture.
"Ghost!!!"
A soldier with a weak willpower yelled, turned around and ran away.
After being opened by him, the originally frightened soldiers no longer cared about being reserved and rushed out of the city at a sprint speed of 100 meters.
"Come back! Anyone who dares to be a deserter will be killed without mercy!" Wang Meng was shocked when she saw this, and stopped her hoarsely.
However, the defeat was complete. In the chaos, no one paid attention to him. Within a moment, except for the two Tianlun masters Wang Meng and Lu Jiaojiao, all the rebels who attacked the south gate were gone.
Zhong Wen stood alone, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the blue sky, assuming a lonely and defeated posture. The young man's body was not strong, but at this moment he was like a giant standing tall and tall.
, appears extremely majestic, making friendly troops feel at ease and making enemies fearful.
With such a distraction, Wang Meng's marksmanship showed minor flaws. Xue Pingxi seized the opportunity, raised the knife and dropped it. With a soft "click", the dragon-slaying knife and the spear finally had their first head-to-head confrontation.
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The silver spear that had followed Wang Meng for nearly twenty years was cut into two pieces like tofu, but it was unable to hinder the momentum of the dragon-slaying knife at all.
Wang Meng's expression changed, and she knew something was wrong. She was too late to change her tactics, and saw a huge spiritual dragon with a terrifying momentum that could swallow up the sky and the earth, and hit her chest hard.
He felt as if his chest had endured a huge force, the breath in his body was disordered, the blood was flowing backwards, and he had no idea how many bones were broken. Blood surged from his mouth, and his body flew backwards like a kite with its strings broken.
At this moment, Wang Meng, who originally had some contempt for Xue Pingxicun, finally understood why this young man with some clumsy moves was ranked in the top ten.
Except for a few monsters, cultivators in the world generally cannot escape from one iron rule, which is:
Agility and strength are often inversely proportional!
Despite the long fight, Xue Pingxi was completely unable to catch up with Wang Meng's speed. For a powerful hero, the battle would be over with just one hit.
Wang Meng lay sprawled on the ground, panting hard. Her face was pale, blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and her body had completely lost the ability to move. Two short spears had already flown out of her hand, and were scattered on the ground.
I'm sorry, Mr. Governor, I have tried my best.
He slowly closed his eyes, the muscles in his body no longer tensed, and allowed Xue Pingxi's violent spiritual power to rage in his body, savoring the heartbreaking pain caused by the heavy injury.
"Zhong Wen, what are you doing?" Zheng Yueting waited for a long time and finally couldn't help asking when she saw Zhong Wen still standing in the open space inside the city gate posing.
"No, it's nothing, I'm thinking about something." Zhong Wen blushed. He couldn't say that he was actually showing off, so he could only say casually.
This girl is not very good at aesthetics. She didn't realize how handsome my posture was.
He was deeply dissatisfied with Zheng Yueting's insensitivity. He felt that he had been in such a concave shape for a long time, which was just a show of flattery to a blind man, and he had no sense of accomplishment.
"What should we do next?" The girl in green shirt didn't understand the chaotic thoughts in his mind and asked softly. When she said the word "we", there was a hint of tenderness in her voice unconsciously, "Go and support Qi.
Qi them?"
Being stared at by the girl's big bright eyes, Zhong Wen felt inexplicably happy: "Well, I don't know when the two spiritual masters will be able to tell the winner. There is only one woman left in the rebels here. I don't think so.
I can’t figure out any tricks, so I’ll rush to the imperial city now, maybe…”
As he talked, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but he couldn't figure out what was strange.
The cells in your body seem to be telling yourself that you are in danger!
However, the powerful perception of Tianlun level was spread out, but no abnormality was found at all.
Immediately afterwards, he watched Zheng Yueting's expression change from smile to shock, then to anxiety and fear.
"careful!"
The girl seemed to have exhausted all her strength before she managed to open her lips and spit out these two words.
At this time, Zhong Wen finally felt a powerful momentum coming after him.
Under this terrifying power that surpassed the level of a heavenly wheel, he felt that the spiritual energy in his body instantly became extremely stagnant and difficult to circulate. He seemed to be under a heavy pressure, his legs and feet sank, and he almost fell to his knees.
"Boy, you are very capable." A sinister voice sounded from behind him.
Under the strong external pressure, the "Purple Qi from the East" in Zhong Wen's body started to operate autonomously, and bursts of purple smoke surrounded him.
The spiritual power in his body resumed flowing, but the attack from the person speaking behind him had already arrived. Zhong Wen was about to use his spiritual skills to dodge, but it was too late.
The dignified spiritual master actually attacked my heavenly wheel!
A moment ago, he was sneak-attacking others, but he didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly. Zhong Wen was so angry that he had no choice but to tense up his muscles in order to withstand the attack of the spiritual leader behind him.
However, what happened next was beyond his expectation.
Zheng Yueting, who was originally standing in front of Zhong Wen, swayed and turned into a green shadow, appearing behind him at an unprecedented speed. The lancet in her hand exuded a shocking momentum and faced the attacker.
"do not go!"
Zhong Wen turned around anxiously and happened to see a middle-aged man about fifty years old standing low in the sky, with his white gown fluttering in the wind. His right hand was waving freely, easily resisting the sword energy emanating from Zheng Yueting, while his left hand was
He unleashed a sharp palm force and struck the girl in green hard on the heart.
"Pfft!" After receiving the palm move of the Lingzun head-on, Zheng Yueting's face was as golden as paper in an instant, she vomited blood, and her delicate body flew straight out. The speed was actually a few minutes faster than when she came, and she hit her hard.
On the outer wall of a house in the distance, he fell heavily to the ground, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The force of the collision was so strong that the wall of the house was deeply dented, leaving a figure of a slim and graceful woman. From a distance, she looked exactly like Zheng Yueting herself.
"Tingting!"
At this moment, Zhong Wen's eyes were split, his voice was hoarse, blood rushed to the top of his head, he felt a "buzz" sound, and even his consciousness became blurred.