Under the gloomy weather, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. A joke added a bit of liveliness to the atmosphere, but no one dared to really laugh.
What's more, the person coming here is Death Rose. This female war queen has risen in ten years and is chasing the God of Death. Who dares to make fun of her is really impatient.
Everyone looked at the person who said this. If it wasn't Yang Wu, who else could it be
After Yang Wu swallowed the Resurrection Pill, two days passed unknowingly. If Li Dazui hadn't called him out from outside the camp, he might not have known that time passed so quickly.
Therefore, before he had time to familiarize himself with his improved state, he hurriedly showered and changed clothes before rushing over.
"How brave are you? Didn't you see the leader here? How dare you talk nonsense!" Wei Zhuang shouted loudly when he saw Yang Wu.
Yang Wu didn't seem to hear Wei Zhuang's words, but ran in the direction of the Rose of Death: "Captain finally saw you. Just now I thought they were kneeling to me, but in my heart I refused, but now that I see you, I feel relieved."
After hearing what Yang Wu said, everyone couldn't stand it anymore.
"Yang Wu, you are shameless! I have never seen such a shameless person like you."
"Yang Wu, if you pretend to be stupid like this, you will be struck by lightning. If you have the ability, come up to the challenge and you will definitely die a bad death."
"Captain, this can't be tolerated. He simply doesn't take you seriously. Just kill him."
"Is there something wrong with this guy? He dares to joke in front of the group leader. Does he think he has a long life?"
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Everyone felt that Yang Wu was crazy and dared to tease him again in front of Death Rose. This was definitely an act of seeking death.
Just when everyone thought that Death Rose would make Yang Wu look good, they heard Death Rose say: "If you can defeat them in a one-on-eight fight, it doesn't matter if I make you the deputy leader."
Now everyone was completely stunned.
Even the cold-faced adjutant who was closer to Death Rose looked shocked, as if he didn't expect Death Rose to say such a thing.
In the past, whoever dared to say this would have been severely injured at worst, and would have died at worst, and there would be no humane feelings to speak of.
Now, Yang Wu actually treated him differently and offered him the position of deputy leader on the spot. Is this crazy
Do they have an affair
As soon as they came up with this idea, they quickly put it away.
If you accidentally let it slip, it will definitely be a dead end.
"Okay, this is what you said!" Yang Wu said seriously in an instant.
"Of course, none of my fierce generals are your match. It's not too much for you to be the deputy captain and discipline them." Death Rose nodded and said seriously. After a pause, she added: "If you lose, they can I will never bother you if you are beaten to a pulp."
The eight people on the challenge stage felt relieved after hearing the words behind Rose of Death.
Originally they were worried that Death Rose was here to support Yang Wu, but now it seems that is not the case. She may have thought that Yang Wu would lose, so she did not punish him immediately.
"I'm so scared. Didn't we just stop at the end of the deal?" Yang Wu said weakly while shrinking.
"Yang Wu, you realize now that it's too late to be afraid. Come up here and die." Wei Zhuang was a big mouth and shouted at Yang Wu again.
"Stop dilly-dallying, we'll settle it and leave early." Zhou Yong said coldly, holding his sword.
"Why are you so anxious? Are you afraid of me, the commander? No, has the deputy commander escaped?" Yang Wu puffed up his chest and pretended to be calm.
"The challenge begins immediately, no matter life or death!" Death Rose did not have time to listen to Yang Wu's chatter, and immediately announced.
Boom!
Someone somewhere started beating the drums, and deafening sounds echoed all around, making the atmosphere tense instantly.
"Come on, I can't wait to be the deputy leader." Yang Wu lowered his head and said with extreme confidence.
Death Rose sat on a seat moved by a servant. Her beautiful eyes caught Yang Wu's confident look, and her heart skipped a beat: "Why do I think so highly of him? Could it be that I value him so much?" Am I in love with him?"
When Yang Wu went to the battlefield, Wan Lanxin rushed over with Xiaoman, and she shouted sweetly: "Brother Wu, come on."
Wanlan Xin was wearing armor and riding a leopard. Her heroic appearance attracted the attention of most men, and many of them even made swallowing movements, as if they wanted to eat her alive.
As for Xiaoman who was following her, she was like an ugly duckling. No one paid too much attention to her existence. They didn't realize that her eyes were so bright and moving, and how much surprise was hidden under that layer of darkness. An anxious face.
"Come on, young master!" Xiaoman prayed silently in his heart.
Recently, Xiaoman has been having a dream every night. She dreams that she has become a princess and is supported by countless people. She has returned to the place where she was supposed to stay, and the distance from Yang Wu is getting farther and farther. , like being separated forever, becoming people in two worlds. Whenever she dreams of this, she wakes up crying. She doesn't want to be a princess, she just wants to be a maid beside the young master.
Yan Mingzheng also came. He brought a scout army to cheer for Yang Wu. He shouted: "Brother Yang Wu, I support you in beating them down. I have already asked people to bring more than a dozen jars of good wine. I’m going to celebrate your success tonight.”
Yan Mingzheng really wanted to make friends with Yang Wu, a brother. Even if his uncle asked him to stay away from Yang Wu, he didn't take it to heart.
Yang Wu is his benefactor, he cannot do anything ungrateful.
Yang Wu stood on the challenge stage, looking at those people who came to support him, feeling extremely satisfied. He covered his chest and said secretly: "In my life, I will never let people who care about me get hurt again. .”
"Yang Wu is dead!" Wei Zhuang was the first to kill Yang Wu impatiently. He urged his Mao Niu to run wildly. Mao Niu was an intermediate demon general, and his momentum was extremely domineering, enough to smash through mountains and rocks. Not a problem.
Everyone else was watching this scene closely. They all wanted to see if Yang Wu was as powerful as the legend said, and could defeat top generals with one punch.
Yang Wu looked at the charging Mao Niu calmly, with an inexplicable feeling in his eyes. When the Mao Niu approached, he suddenly shouted: "Get down!"
The sound was like thunder, very shocking.
Especially the Mao Niu, it felt an unparalleled force coming towards it, just like the king it had encountered before. The momentum was like a mountain rolling over it, filling its whole body with energy. Without the sense of fear, it is impossible to muster the slightest bit of provocative fighting spirit.
boom!
Mao Niu's body suddenly stopped, its limbs were twisted together, and its huge body rolled up on the spot. Wei Zhuang, who was sitting on Mao Niu, did not expect such a thing to happen, and fell off Mao Niu. , However, he reacted quickly. When his body was about to touch the ground, he hit the ground with his weapon, and with the help of this force, he tumbled and stood up.
Everyone looked at the rolling cow and couldn't laugh or cry. They were still waiting for it to test Yang Wu's depth. Why did it roll to the ground first
"Asshole, Maomao, what the hell are you doing!" Wei Zhuang shouted in shock at Mao Niu rolling on the ground with great depression.
Moo!
Mao Niu lay on the ground and let out uneasy screams. His body was already soft and he could not stand up again.
"Maomao made me look embarrassed. Just wait. I'll whip you later when I finish taking care of this kid!" Wei Zhuang didn't have time to pay attention to Mao Niu. He wanted to save face, so he ran towards Yang Wu again with the big knife in his hand. , wanting to kill Yang Wu.
However, there was a person who was faster than him. Like a gust of wind, he passed by him. A burst of dust flew up. He had to squint his eyes. He was about to curse, but when he saw the other person take action, he Shut up immediately.
Chasing the Wind Twelve Swords!
Among the eight commanders, Zhou Yong is the only one who is the best at wielding swords. He is the only one who can perfect the twelve swords of Zhui Feng and derive the thirteenth sword.
He made a perfect sword move, and the twelve-point sword flowers scattered little by little, covering every vital part of Yang Wu, trying to stab Yang Wu directly into a honeycomb.
Zhou Yong is a high-level general, but this sword is enough to threaten any top general.
He was confident that Yang Wu would never be able to escape his attack.
However, when his sword light was about to fall on Yang Wu, Yang Wu quickly took two steps back and at the same time drew his sword and stabbed out.
Whizzing!
In an instant, twelve sword rays like wind blades surged out at the same time, blocking all of Zhou Yong's twelve swords.
The twelve swords of Chasing the Wind are also perfect, simply impeccable.
"I can also follow the twelve swords of Chasing the Wind!" Yang Wu responded lazily.
"Really? Then try my sword again!" After Zhou Yong responded, the sword style in his hand suddenly changed. Originally, one sword turned into twelve swords, but these twelve swords suddenly became one. It became the only sword, and this sword was like an antelope hanging its horns, beyond the scope of the twelve swords of chasing the wind. It was also the thirteen swords of chasing the wind that he created.
The change of this sword was extremely sudden, and the angle of attack was extremely tricky, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
The people around him looked in awe, this was really a perfect sword.
Just when Zhou Yong's sword that he was determined to win fell towards Yang Wu's vitals, the sword in Yang Wu's hand swung randomly and blocked his sword at once.
"What!" Zhou Yong exclaimed.
The sword that had always been unfavorable actually missed in front of Yang Wu.
"Your sword is good, but it's a pity that it's too slow!" After Yang Wu responded lightly, he handed out the sword in his hand again, and with a very calm sword, it came to Zhou Zhou in an instant. Before Yong's wrist, he directly scratched Zhou Yong's sword-holding hand.
hiss!
Zhou Yong was in pain. After gasping for air, the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Zhou Yong without a sword is like a tiger pulling out its teeth, and is nothing to fear.
"You are defeated!" Yang Wu said to Zhou Yong without killing them all.
Just when he finished speaking, a powerful sword exuding a strong mysterious energy struck him from behind.