There was a muffled bang, and the whole street was quiet. Many people covered their mouths with their hands, their faces full of disbelief.
Not to mention them, the guards of the royal palace were a little confused, when they saw 'Lu Yao' grabbing the hind hoof of Thunder Horn Winged Horse, they were actually sneering, this is a spirit monster! It would be nice not to take you to heaven, but you still want to hold it? Stupid as hell. But their sneers were still hanging on the corners of their mouths, and the Thunderhorn Winged Horse was thrown out suddenly, without even a single movement of resistance. How could this be possible
"Let you act cool! You deserve it! Forcibly pretend to be cool, and you will bear the consequences."
Yao'er's eyes are full of stars, playing well! Beautiful play! She just likes Qin Ming's violent energy!
Steady as a calm wave, moving like a landslide!
Han Wuyang was hit on the ground and almost lost his breath, his throat was tightly strangled, and he could vaguely hear the cracking of bones. After a moment, his eyes turned cold, lines flashed between his eyebrows, his clothes flew violently, and an astonishing wave of light was about to explode from his body. Such a close distance would definitely injure Qin Ming severely.
Qin Ming jumped out of the way and retreated a hundred meters away. Although he could stab his soul with a Shura knife and leave a sequelae, but now is not the time to reveal his identity. "Little lord, how did you survive so lightly on the enemy? Do you usually have guards guarding you? You can't do this, who will protect you when you enter the Phantom Magic Heaven? The majestic little lord of the Eagle Palace, if you die inside, What a pity."
"Little prince!" The guards woke up startled, rushed to Han Wuyang's side, and hurriedly helped him up.
"Get the hell out of here!" Han Wuyang shook off the guards with all his strength, his long hair was messy, his neck was red, swollen and bruised, he was so embarrassed! How can there be the handsome image and indifferent temperament just now.
"Should we continue fighting, or let your guards stand up for you?" Qin Ming satirized Han Wuyang.
"Bastard! Are you tired of work?"
"Little casual cultivator, you dare to challenge the Eagle Palace, you are so courageous."
"This is a sneak attack, and you still have the face to be arrogant?"
The guards were angry and ashamed, they actually watched the little prince being bullied in front of them, it was their dereliction of duty. If the Eagle King finds out, he will never be forgiven.
"Shut up!" Han Wuyang scolded coldly, staring at Qin Ming fiercely, with killing intent surging in his heart. He came to the central region to teach Qin Ming a lesson, to step on Qin Ming's head to announce Qin Ming to the northern region, but that's all, but before he entered the imperial city, he was humiliated by an unknown soldier? What a shame.
"I think it's almost done. It's just a discussion. There's no need to make a fuss. When you get to the Phantom Law Realm, you can play however you want, and no one will stop you." Hua Sledgehammer knew that it was time for him to come forward, and walked up with the hammer Beside Qin Ming, Han Wuyang stood side by side with him. The name Little Prince is very bluffing in the Northern Territory, and it is not as important as Yan Luo in front of him.
"Get out of the way!" The lines between Han Wuyang's eyebrows became brighter and brighter, his breath was rising violently, his long hair and clothes were fluttering, and there was a faint light that was about to burst out of his body. It seemed that there was some powerful power sealed inside his body. It is being unsealed with the perfection and brightness of the lines between the eyebrows. [Zero↑Nine△Small↓Shuo△Net]
Huh? Qin Ming was secretly surprised, this breath was not simple.
"I'll stop here! Can't you understand?" Hua Sledgehammer took two steps forward, glared angrily, and calmed down the audience. He swung the heavy hammer and pointed at the guards around Han Wuyang : "Are there a few high-level Xuanwu Realm among them? With them guarding, they may intervene at any time. It's really unfair to Lu Yao."
"They won't make a move."
"If you're going to die, they won't take action?" Hua Sledgehammer sneered, disdainful of those who carry guards wherever they go. In his heart, a person who doesn't even have the courage to go out on his own, no matter how high the realm is or how powerful he is, is not worthy of respect. People who go out and pay attention to ostentation are even less worthy of respect. What you need to practice martial arts is tempering and suffering, not enjoyment!
Yan Luo did not speak from the beginning to the end, a rare calmness. He squinted his eyes and looked at 'Lu Yao'. The offensive looked very rude, and there was nothing subtle about it, like a wild beast rampaging, but after careful consideration, it seemed that it was not that simple inside. That strength alone is amazing enough, to smash Wang Zhong's chains with a fist, not only requires enough strength, but also a fearless mind and strong self-confidence, otherwise anyone who comes across It is impossible for new opponents to charge straight forward, or to use fists, at least a little bit tentative.
Just when he thought it was an individual martial art, he showed a powerful lightning martial art in mid-air, and forming a thunderstorm that swept hundreds of meters in the sky also required subtle enough control. Not weaker than Han Wuyang, that is, prefecture-level martial arts! Although Han Wuyang shot casually and didn't use all his strength, he could still feel the power of this set of thunder and lightning martial arts.
What interested him the most was the last blow of 'Lu Yao', which easily sent the Thunderhorn Winged Horse flying. The Thunderhorn Winged Horse seemed to have suffered a lot of pain, and only now got up wobbly. So there must be something mysterious about this seemingly random blow.
Interesting, where did Hua Sledgehammer find the helper
The offensive looks rough, but in fact, there are murderous intentions everywhere, rough and subtle, crazy and scheming, or is it the rough and barbaric he deliberately displayed? If you don't think carefully, you might be deceived by him.
"My lord, let's forget it. An unknown boy, you won't be proud of him if you win, but if you lose...hehe...it's not very honorable." Yan Luo glanced at 'Lu Yao' again, this person seemed to be from the beginning As for Han Wuyang, the aura he showed was obviously faulty. Could it be that the Eagle Palace had bullied his master before? Probably. The Eagle King's Mansion has often provoked enemies in the Northern Territory, but no one dared to challenge the No. 1 Prince's Mansion in the Northern Territory.
"I'll lose to him?!" Han Wuyang felt annoyed, but Yan Luo's words touched his heart. In front of so many people, if you win, you really have nothing to be proud of, let alone lose, even if you don't win at all, you will be ridiculed. After all, this is just an unknown kid, unknown. Fighting with him will only make him famous.
This may be the purpose of this bastard, to make a name for himself before entering the imperial city, or it may be to perform in front of Hua Sledgehammer.
Damn, don't dare to call Yan Luo's attention, are you bullying me
The more Han Wuyang thought about it, the calmer he became, and the killing intent in his heart became heavier.
Qin Ming wanted to stimulate him again, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the top floor of the restaurant in front, a tall figure standing at the window, with a black cloak covering his whole body, only his fair and delicate face was half hidden.
Qin Ming frowned slightly, this time he could see more clearly, it was her, but what exactly did she want to do
Han Wuyang didn't make any more moves in the end, and slowly tortured him when he was in Fatian, the phantom spirit! However, when Han Wuyang was about to warn him with his eyes, he found that the bastard was looking elsewhere, looking absent-minded. If it weren't for Han Wuyang's concentration, he would have shot again, and he would have to be killed.
"Let's go." Yan Luo was not in the mood to compete with Hua Sledgehammer, and rode the Thunder Horn Winged Horse into the air: "Lu Yao, right? See you in the imperial city."