Liu Ke'er withdrew his gaze from the pervert's body, swept his eyes away, and then was glued to Wu Yang's body again, and his pretty face immediately changed again! Liu Keer never expected that Wu Yang, who looked like an errand boy, could be so powerful. That long sword dances like water, and its power is like sesame blossoms, rising steadily! The flash of sword light and hissing sword energy are intertwined and cannot be underestimated.
Jin Sen's mood at this time was very depressing. He was the eighth master in the Qingyun Ranking, so he couldn't defeat Wandong. Now it seemed that he couldn't even defeat his subordinate. This made him want to do it again in the future. Out to meet someone
How did Jin Sen know that the fighting swordsmanship used by Wu Yang relied on the word "fight". No matter whether he could win in the end, he would never lose to his opponent in terms of momentum. As Jin Sen fought with him, he felt like he was being suppressed everywhere, unable to lift his head, and out of breath. This was completely normal.
In fact, it was Wu Yang who really felt the pressure at this time. Brawl Swordsmanship.0 Although he is domineering, no matter how domineering his swordsmanship is, it must be driven by true energy. Compared with Jin Sen, the lack of true energy is his biggest weakness.
Wu Yang has used Brawl Sword Technique .0 from beginning to end, but the sword edge is completely unable to penetrate Jin Sen's thick body-protecting Qi. Whenever he wants to stab Jin Sen, he will always be hit by Jin Sen's The zhenqi was blown away, which made Wu Yang very depressed. What made him even more uncomfortable was that his zhenqi was already a little weak at this time. However, Jin Sen was exactly the same. He had been on the defensive before and almost didn't consume any zhenqi. Qi, if he continues like this, once Wu Yang's Qi is exhausted, he will immediately become a fish on Jin Sen's knife and be slaughtered by him.
Jin Sen was obviously aware of this, and he defended even more rigorously without revealing any flaws. He made it clear that he was ready to wait for work and kill Wu Yang in the end!
Jin Sen's abacus was good, but he didn't know that it played into Wu Yang's hands. Wu Yang is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart and self-aware. He knew from the beginning that he was no match for Jin Sen, and he had no extravagant hope of defeating Jin Sen. He was just holding Jin Sen back and buying some time for Wandong.
When Jin Sen finished his wishful thinking, Wu Yang took a quick look and found that his goal had been achieved. He was not reluctant to fight at all. He smiled, withdrew his sword and retreated.
Jin Sen, however, thought that Wu Yang's true energy had been exhausted. When the crossbow was exhausted, he refused to let go of the opportunity to kill Wu Yang. He roared loudly and used a move of goshawk to kill rabbit, as if he were dominating the world. , rushed towards Wuyang.
"Want to escape? Dreaming!"
"Hehe... Fool, even if someone wants to escape, it should be you, right?" Wu Yang stood with his sword in hand, laughed evilly, and pointed behind him.
"What!?" Jin Sen's heart could not help but beat wildly. He subconsciously looked back and saw Wan Dong with a gloomy face. At some point, he was less than three feet behind him, with his fingers spread out and fiercely pointing at him. He snapped it over.
This scene shook Jin Senhai to his core. How could he allow him to think too much? He turned around hurriedly, gathered all the energy in his body, and rushed towards Wandong's palm in a hurry.
boom!
After a muffled sound, as expected, Jin Sen immediately spurted out blood. His whole body was like a broken sack, and he hit the ground with a bang.
Holding back the severe pain that almost suffocated him, Jin Sen stood up tremblingly. With a glance, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and shivered several times. During the moment when he was entangled by Wu Yang, all the masters who came onto the stage, without exception, were all lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Caution couldn't help but wonder if he was having a nightmare! Almost twenty masters on the Qingyun Ranking, in their hands, only lasted so long. When did the infamous Young Master Xu become so awesome!
"Handsome! As expected of the boss!" In the audience, Ling'er seemed to be even more excited than Hu Yue, clenching her pink fists tightly, her pretty face flushed with excitement.
"Ling'er, he... seems to be my boss, right?" Huyue said.
Ling'er hugged one of Huyue's arms, sniffed at him, and said, "Isn't your boss my boss? Oh..."
Even though she was as cheerful as Ling'er, when she blurted out such charming words, she couldn't help but blush on her cheeks and lower her head in shame.
However, Hu Yue couldn't help but laughed proudly and held Ling'er in his arms. He loved hearing this!
"I heard that you have an old slave in your family?"
When Jin Senwu was stunned, Wan Dong suddenly said something faintly.
"Wha... what?" It's not surprising that Jin Sen reacted slowly. Anyone would be a little confused if he suffered such repeated heavy losses in such a short period of time.
Before Jin Sen could finish his words, a flash of light flashed before his eyes, and Wandong's figure seemed to have transcended time and space, standing directly in front of him. Jin Sen realized something was wrong, and just when he was about to pull back, Wandong's Wuzhishan slapped him on the cheek like a collapse of heaven.
Wan Dong never hesitated to use force against the people of the Tie Zhan Dynasty. This slap came with a loud bang, and the force was even more amazing. Jin Sen's weight of more than 100 kilograms rolled several times in the air. Then it landed with a bang.
Before he could count the number of stars hovering in front of him, Wandong's big foot stepped on his chest, crushing him slightly, and a sharp and heartbreaking pain immediately made Jin Sen hysterical. screamed.
"I heard that you are very concerned about the old slave in your family. Yes, yes, there happens to be an old slave in my family, but he doesn't like women. He likes pink and fair men like you. Why don't I take you with me? How about going back and letting him be happy?"
"Xu Yaoting, a scholar must be killed but not humiliated...ah!"
Before Jin Sen could finish his words, another dark force surged out from Xu Yaoting's feet, making Jin Sen scream in pain again.
"Bah! In this world, as long as you are too noble to be humiliated, others can humiliate you at will, right? Isn't it you who just falsely said that you would send my brother's woman to serve your old slave?"
"This young master is... the eldest grandson of Jin from the Tie Zhan Dynasty. How noble is his status, how can it be that you guys are so mean..."
"You are so mean to your grandma!" Wan Dong was so angry that he suddenly raised and stomped his foot on Jin Sen's chest. The small bones of Jin Sen's left arm immediately cracked into pieces.
Ignoring Jin Sen's life-and-death screams, Wan Dong said coldly, "Your brother is already cheap enough. I didn't expect you to be even meaner than him! Young Master of the Jin family, since your status is so noble, how can you look like a dog now?" Are you being trampled under my feet like a dead dog?"
"Xu Yaoting, if this was not the Qingyun Empire, but our Iron War Dynasty, you would have been... torn into pieces!" Jin Sen was quite tough, and at this point, he still refused to give in. (To be continued)