There was a muffled bang, and the whole street became quiet. Many people covered their mouths with their hands, looking in disbelief.
Not to mention them, the palace guards were a little confused. When they saw 'Lu Yao' grabbing the hind hooves of the Thunder Horned Winged Horse, they were actually sneering. This is a spirit demon! It's fine if I don't take you to the sky, but you still want to hold it? Extremely stupid. But the sneers were still hanging on their lips. The Thunderhorned Winged Horse was suddenly thrown out without even a single movement of resistance. How could this be possible
"I asked you to act cool! You deserve it! If you force yourself to act cool, you will bear the consequences."
Yao'er's eyes are full of stars, it's a great fight! Nice fight! She just likes Qin Ming's violent energy!
Steady as a still wave, as dynamic as a landslide!
Han Wuyang was knocked to the ground and almost lost his breath. His throat was pinched tightly, and he could vaguely hear the cracking of bones. After a moment, his eyes suddenly turned cold, lines flashed across his eyebrows, his clothes flew violently, and an astonishing wave of light was about to explode from his body. Such a close range would definitely seriously injure Qin Ming.
Qin Ming jumped out of the way and retreated a hundred meters away. Although he could stab his soul with the Shura knife and leave sequelae, now was not the time to reveal his identity. "Little prince, how did you survive by underestimating the enemy? Do you usually have to be guarded by guards? You can't do this. Who will protect you when you enter the Phantom Magic Heaven? The dignified young prince of the Eagle Prince's Mansion, if you die inside, What a pity."
"Little prince!" The guards woke up in alarm, rushed to Han Wuyang, and hurriedly helped him up.
"Get away!" Han Wuyang shook the guards away with all his strength. His long hair was messy and his neck was red, swollen and bruised. He was in such a mess! Where is the handsome image and indifferent temperament from just now
"Should we continue fighting, or let your guards step in for you?" Qin Ming sarcastically said to Han Wuyang.
"You bastard! Are you tired of living?"
"You are so brave for a small casual cultivator to dare to challenge the Eagle King's Mansion."
"This is a sneak attack, and you still have the nerve to be arrogant?"
The guards were angry and ashamed as they watched the young prince being bullied in front of them. They had failed in their duty. If the Eagle King finds out, he will never be spared.
"Shut up!" Han Wu Yang Leng scolded, staring at Qin Ming fiercely, murderous intent surging in his heart. He came to the Central Territory to teach Qin Ming a lesson, to step on Qin Ming's head and declare to the Northern Territory that Qin Ming was nothing more than this, but before he entered the imperial city, he was humiliated by a nobody? What a shame.
"I think it's almost done. It's just a discussion. There's no need to get too serious. When you get to the Phantom Magic Realm, you can play however you want, no one will stop you." Hua Dachui knew it was time to come forward, so he walked over with a heavy hammer in his hand. Next to Qin Ming, Han Wuyang was facing him side by side. The name "Little Prince" is very bluffing in the Northern Territory, and it doesn't hold as much weight in front of him as Yan Luo.
"Get out of the way!" The lines between Han Wu and Yang's eyebrows became brighter and brighter, his aura was rising violently, his long hair and clothes were flying, and there was a faint light about to burst out of his body. It seemed that there was some powerful power sealed in his body. It is being unblocked with the improvement and brightness of the eyebrow lines.
Huh? Qin Ming was secretly surprised, this aura was not simple.
"That's all I said! Don't you understand?" Hua Dachui took two steps forward, glared angrily, and with great momentum, he calmed the audience. He swung the hammer and pointed at the guards around Han Wuyang. : "There are a few high-level Xuanwu realms among them, right? With them guarding him, they may intervene at any time. It would be unfair to Lu Yao if they really fight."
"They won't take action."
"If you were going to die, they wouldn't take action?" Hua Dachui sneered, disdainful of those who carried guards wherever they went. In his heart, people who don't even have the courage to venture into society are not worthy of respect, no matter how high they are or how powerful they are. People who care about ostentation when going out are not worthy of respect. Practicing martial arts requires hardship and suffering, not enjoyment!
Yan Luo didn't speak from the beginning to the end, showing a rare calmness. He was squinting his eyes as he looked at 'Lu Yao'. His offensive looked very rough and without any subtlety, like a wild beast running rampant. However, after careful consideration, it seemed that it was not that simple. The power alone is amazing enough to break Wang Zhong's chain cluster with a physical fist. This requires not only enough strength, but also a fearless mind and strong self-confidence, otherwise no one will encounter it. New opponents cannot charge straight away, so they should use fists and at least test them a little.
Just when he thought it was an individual martial art, he showed powerful thunder and lightning martial arts in the air, and forming a thunder wave that swept hundreds of meters in the sky also required exquisite control. The thunder wave knocked away Han Wuyang's offensive, which showed that the martial arts was not enough. Weaker than Han Wuyang, that is, earth-level martial arts! Although Han Wuyang shot casually and did not use all his strength, he could still feel the power of this thunder and lightning martial arts.
What interested him the most was the last blow of 'Lu Yao', which easily threw the Thunderhorned Winged Horse away. The Thunderhorned Winged Horse seemed to have suffered tremendous pain, and it was only now that he was getting up unsteadily. So there must be something mysterious about this seemingly random strike.
That's interesting. Where did Hua Dachui find the helper
The offensive looks rough and wild, but in fact, it contains murderous intent at every turn. It is rough but subtle, and mad but calculated. Or is it that he deliberately showed roughness and brutality? If you don't think about it carefully, you may be deceived by him.
"Young prince, let me forget it. He is an unknown boy. He is not something to be proud of if you win. Hehe, it is not very honorable if you lose." Yan Luo glanced at 'Lu Yao' a few more times. This person seemed to have been targeting him from the beginning. Han Wuyang's aura was obviously inappropriate. Could it be that the Eagle Palace had bullied his master before? Probably. The Eagle King's Palace has provoked many enemies in the Northern Territory, but no one dares to challenge the number one palace in the Northern Territory.
"Will I lose to him?!" Han Wuyang was furious, but Yan Luo's words touched his heart. In front of so many people, if you win, there is really nothing to be proud of, let alone losing. Even if the win is not beautiful, people will laugh at it. After all, this is just an unknown boy, unknown to anyone. Fighting with him will actually build his reputation.
This may be the purpose of this bastard, to earn a reputation for himself before entering the imperial city, or maybe to show off in front of Hua Dachui.
Damn it, I dare not hit Yan Luo. Are you bullying me
The more Han Wuyang thought about it, the calmer he became, and the murderous intention in his heart became stronger.
Qin Ming wanted to stimulate him more, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the top floor of the restaurant in front of him. A tall figure stood at the window, with a black cloak covering his whole body, and only his fair and delicate face loomed.
Qin Ming frowned slightly. This time he could see more clearly. It was her, but what exactly did she want to do
Han Wuyang did not take action in the end, and waited until Phantom Fatian to torture him slowly! However, when Han Wuyang was about to warn him with his eyes, he found that the bastard was looking elsewhere, looking absent-minded. If Han Wuyang hadn't still had some concentration, he would have almost taken action again and had to kill him.
"Let's go." Yan Luo was no longer interested in competing with Hua Sledgehammer, and flew into the sky on his thunder-horned winged horse: "Lu Yao, right? See you in the imperial city."