The strong men of the ninth team were all shocked and angry.
"Didn't you even mention us?"
"Haha, he killed Shen Tianyu? It's really ridiculous. Can he kill Shen Tianyu alone?"
"You bastard, you actually took the credit from the swordsman brothers!"
"This Wujiu is so shameless!"
Taishan, Moying and several others were furious, and then they all looked at Jian Wushuang.
Wujiu took all the credit, which didn't matter to them. After all, they didn't contribute much to killing Shen Tianyu, but Jian Wushuang was different.
"Swordsman." Taishan's voice deepened.
Jian Wushuang smiled faintly, "He took the so-called credit and the reward as soon as he got it. I don't care, but... he accepted my credit so unscrupulously without even mentioning it. He really regarded me as a human being." What a fool."
Jian Wushuang's face was a little cold.
He doesn't care about rewards and achievements, but he won't let others bully him.
And this Wujiu is clearly just kicking the nose and getting into the face.
"Blood Blades, gather." A majestic voice sounded.
Jian Wushuang and others immediately raised their heads.
"It's Wujiu's voice," Taishan said.
"Let's go and take a look first." Jian Wushuang moved towards the source of the sound.
In a vast martial arts field, Wujiu was sitting on a seat, with several jars of wine placed on the ground next to him.
Many strong men from the Blood Front stood in front of Wujiu, including Jian Wushuang and others.
Wujiu's gaze spread with a hint of smile, "We defeated the Wing Gang today and returned with a great victory. We all worked hard. There are some jars of Tianxin Wine here as a reward for everyone. You can drink more."
"Tianxin wine?"
"The legendary Tianxin wine?"
"It is said that a small pot of Heart Wine of that day is worth thousands of amethyst spirit liquid. For such a big jar, there are probably ten pots in one jar, which means that this jar of wine is worth ten thousand amethyst spirit liquid."
When the strong men of the Blood Front saw the jars of wine on the ground, their throats were beating loudly.
But the ten members of the ninth team all sneered.
"He got such a great contribution in vain. Not to mention the Qiankun Ring of Shen Tianyu, he must have left a lot of amethyst spiritual fluid. The reward given by the leader this time is also extremely huge, but now he has taken it With just a few jars of wine, he wanted to completely send us away." Taishan sneered.
"This Wujiu has really beautiful thoughts." Several people nearby also thought to themselves.
Jian Wushuang glanced at Wujiu, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then stepped forward directly.
"Wujiu protector." Jian Wushuang walked to the front of Wujiu and spoke.
"Well, what's the matter?" Wu Jiu was still sitting there and glanced at Jian Wushuang.
"I heard that Protector Wujiu is an invincible master of violent spear skills. He once killed eleven Yangxu Peaks in a single cup of tea. He became famous in one battle and was listed on the Blood Moon Ranking. I wonder if I dare to compete with you?"
Jian Wushuang's voice was loud and clear, and was heard by many strong men from the Blood Front around him.
Do you dare?
The words ‘dare’ and ‘willing’ have completely different meanings.
Jian Wushuang asked, "How dare you"? The provocation was too strong.
If Wujiu doesn't agree, then many strong men from Wuxin Cult will secretly laugh at him in the future, saying that he is a dignified protector and the top strong man on the Blood Moon Ranking, but he doesn't even dare to challenge an ordinary member of the Blood Front. promise.
"The swordsman is really ruthless." Taishan and several teammates from Team 9 laughed.
The surrounding strong men from the Blood Front looked at this scene in a strange way.
Wujiu Dharma Protector, do you dare to do it?
Wu Jiu's face turned red, and she thought in her heart that Jian Wushuang would act like this because he was dissatisfied because he knew that he had received the credit for their team.
Immediately snorted: "You want to fight with me? You overestimate your capabilities, you idiot! You can fight, but I never know how to hold back when fighting with others. If I'm not careful, I might kill you." Got it!"
"Haha, as long as you can fight against a top powerhouse like Protector Wujiu, why not risk your death?" Jian Wushuang said with a hearty smile.
"very good."
Wujiu slowly stood up, and as he stood up, a powerful aura slowly rose from his body.
"I accepted the challenge, I accepted the challenge!"
"Defender Wujiu agreed!"
"It's hard for Protector Wujiu to accept this challenge. I don't know what this kid is thinking. He dares to challenge Protector Wujiu. He's really looking for death!"
"Defender Wujiu has been on the Blood Moon Ranking for a long time, and he is still ranked relatively high in the blood moon list. Today, the Wing Gang was destroyed, and the leader of the Wing Gang, Shen Tianyu, died in the hands of Protector Wujiu, and he was still a Wujiu. Protector Jiu killed him all by himself, how terrifying is Protector Wujiu’s strength? Even compared to the Half-Saint, I’m afraid it’s not much different.”
"By the way, who is this guy with the sword on his back? Is he so overestimating his own abilities?"
"I haven't seen him before. He must have just joined our Blood Front."
"I know this man. His name is Swordsman. He was brought back by the two protectors Bei Mu and Leng Yang when they were away on a mission. I heard that the two protectors Bei Mu and Leng Yang wanted to recommend him to become a protector. But it seems that because his cultivation level is too low, he cannot be regarded as a protector."
Many strong men in the Blood Front have already begun to discuss it.
These people didn't understand Jian Wushuang and looked at Jian Wushuang mockingly. In their opinion, Jian Wushuang was completely overestimating his abilities.
Everyone in Team 9 has seen Jian Wushuang's strength with their own eyes before, so they are full of absolute confidence in Jian Wushuang.
"Hmph, I'm afraid these people don't know that the one who really killed Shen Tianyu on his own was not Wujiu, but the swordsman." Taishan sneered.
"This Wujiu really dares to fight. Just wait, he will cry later."
"Swordsman, ravage him!"
The other strong men of Team 9 roared in their hearts.
Jian Wushuang and Wujiu stood face to face with a distance of tens of meters, and Wujiu had a dark spear in his hand.
"Swordsman, you have just come to the Tang Dynasty not long ago. You have seen only a handful of strong men, and I am afraid that there are only a few who have actually fought. You have no idea how powerful the strong men on the Blood Moon Ranking are. Today, I will let you You know what you are doing." Wujiu looked frivolous and looked at Jian Wushuang with disdain.
"I'm looking forward to it a lot." Jian Wushuang smiled, the three-kill sword was already unsheathed and held tightly in his hand.
"It's a pity that after today, there will be one less person in our Blood Front Team." Wujiu finished his words.
Wujiu kicked the ground with his right foot, and like an arrow, he flew across a distance of several feet in an instant. The spear in his hand was sent forward, like a poisonous snake spitting out its core, with a harsh explosion of air, and it pierced Jian Wushuang's chest directly. .
"So fast!"
"Too fast!"
"This is the strength of the strong men on the Blood Moon Ranking. They are also at the peak of Yangxu, but compared with the Wujiu Protector, the gap is really huge."
The powerful Blood Front men around him were all amazed.
But in the face of this shot, Jian Wushuang smiled faintly.