Dragon Warrior

"If you choose to give up, I am willing to become a brother of the opposite sex with you. On behalf of the Han family, I can assure you that I will definitely give you the resources and skills that only direct disciples have. I will definitely help you to quickly break through the blood coagulation state." Han Fei started to win , If Wuming can join the Han family, it will be of great benefit to the Han family.

Behind the Han family is the shadow of the Taixuan sect of cultivation in the upper realm. If you can join the Han family, it will naturally be more beneficial than becoming the son-in-law of the Li family. For a background like Wuming, this condition is very tempting.

"I'm here for a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, and I'm not interested in your Han family." Wuming flatly refused, with an indifferent expression, neither sad nor happy, as if nothing could impress him.

"Okay...okay...since you are so ignorant of good and bad, I want to see if your body is made of iron?" Han Fei smiled anxiously, and lightly stroked the blade with his left hand, and the bright red blood flowed smoothly. The blade condensed into a red line.

"I said fat man, did you get scared? Why did you chop off your hands before the game started?" Ge Xiaotian complained when he saw Han Fei's self-harming behavior.

"That knife seems to suck blood!" Suddenly someone exclaimed, and sure enough, the blood never dripped, but slowly soaked into the blade, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves became more and more intense. As if revived, the trembling continued, causing the evil blade in Wu Yi's body to tremble, and it almost appeared.

Wu Yi collected his mind, and circulated his Yuan force, isolating the bloody smell and the sound of crying ghosts a foot away, and finally let it gradually quiet down.

"When it's time for you to be active, you play dead, and when it's not your time to behave, you are dishonest." Wu Yi could only smile wryly, but Han Fei's move gave him some inspiration. Obviously, essence and blood can awaken evil spirits. Blade, but it's not certain whether it can be controlled well, maybe it sucked up its own blood before it even made a move.

"Kill!" Han Fei brandished his long sword, as if he was leading thousands of troops, and a bloody gust of wind was blown up. The entire martial arts arena was shrouded in long shadows of the sword, as if he had brought a purgatory on earth. With a voice, many disciples from aristocratic families with shallow cultivation bases already showed pain on their faces, obviously their minds were affected.

"Fortunately, I met his younger brother, otherwise he wouldn't have been chopped into meat paste." Ge Xiaotian said, patting his chest with some fear.

"If you meet him, I will definitely not let you take risks." Wu Yi comforted.

"You...you can't...it's no wonder!" Ge Xiaotian rolled his eyes, and distanced himself from Wu Yi by a little bit. It's better for the judge to stay as far away as possible.

Wuming is still unarmed, but the cyan energy in his body is flowing endlessly, like a blue lightning flashing through his body, his bones are crackling, like setting off firecrackers, and his height has grown by three inches. This kind of body forging technique, Unheard of by several big families.

"Dang...dang...dang..." The crisp sound of metal and iron clanging came from the blood shadow, and Wuming's body was able to directly compete with the spiritual weapon, and everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

"Boss... I really sympathize with you a little bit. This guy is simply a monster. Why did he find you?" Ge Xiaotian knew that Wuming was here for Wu Yi. He's in trouble.

"How does the young master know? Maybe I'm too handsome!" Wu Yi secretly complained in his heart, but said indifferently on his face, only hoping that this guy and Han Fei would lose both sides in the fight.

"Tsk...tsk...tsk... With such a physique, I am afraid that he has already far surpassed the monks of the same generation in the body training state. Although he has not broken through the late stage of the blood coagulation state, he can already sweep away the monks of the same level." Several old guys Discussions have also begun, this is almost the peak duel of the younger generation.

"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave dies on the beach. The future is destined to belong to these young people." Someone agrees. It is true that their performance at this moment has far exceeded the strength of these old guys. If they grow up, they can It is very easy to step on the older generation.

"Everyone really don't know where this Wuming came from?" Han Mo's face is extremely ugly at the moment. He knows the strength of his juniors best. If the repression persists, the counterattack force of Yinshu may endanger Han Fei's safety.

The Han family has already killed a Han Li. If Han Fei makes any mistakes, the entire Han family will have to go downhill in the next hundred years. It is rare to see such a talented junior in a hundred years!

"It's true that I have never heard of it, and the exercises that this person cultivates are also unheard of, but Yanjing is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, maybe a disciple from a very secretive big family came out to try it, just in time for this martial arts competition to recruit relatives. "The old man of the Li family shook his head and said.

"Hmph..." Han Mo didn't know either, there were indeed some mysterious families who seldom had activities in society, but their strength was quite strong. If they met one today, it would be considered bad luck.

Han Fei's offensive became more and more fierce, the blood red all over the sky almost completely submerged the cyan figure, but he couldn't swallow it completely, Wuming's shot was like lightning, blocking every attack, and the violent collision of Yuan force set off gusts of wind. It was noon, the sun was shining, but the entire competition venue was filled with a chilly atmosphere.

When the two showed their figures again, a strange scene appeared. Han Fei raised his long knife high and slashed towards Wuming, but stopped an inch away from his head, unable to move forward any more.

Surrounded by green lights, Wuming's hands held Han Fei's long knife firmly, and the shadows of blood all over the sky gradually dissipated, and the competition between the two fell into a stalemate again.

At this moment, Han Fei's whole body was drenched with sweat, as if he had been drenched in a heavy rain, and was soon evaporated into water mist by Yuanli, like a pot of boiling water sitting on a raging fire, steaming.

On the other hand, Wuming, with his brows furrowed, his veins bulging, and a slender red line on the cap of the sky, was injured by Han Fei's blade. If he didn't dodge this blade, his whole body might be split in half. A pair of fleshy palms blocked the long knife, and his life was in danger at any time.

"Both sides are equal in strength. What we have to fight at this moment is willpower and tenacity. Han Fei and Wuming cannot be compared in this regard." Wu Yi has already seen the ending, and Wuming is very similar to him. Every breakthrough is a test of life and death. , grew up in blood and pain, so the foundation is solid, and the character is resolute, never giving up.

"Hack him to death, hack him to death!" The disciples of the Han family, Liu family, and Lin family in the audience began to shout and cheer. After all, they are all disciples of aristocratic families, and they are in the same spirit. Naturally, they don't want a Wild Fox Zen to steal the biggest limelight.

At this moment, Han Fei was really trying to exert all his strength, but the long knife seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't move forward any more.

"It's only one step away, just one step away from splitting him in half, hold on, hold on!" The cheers from the audience became louder and louder, but Wuming remained unmoved at all. With great hope, he is waiting, waiting for an opportunity to turn the customer into the main.

Finally, Han Fei couldn't bear it anymore, swept the army with his right leg, and kicked Wuming's knee, trying to cripple his legs.

"Extremely stupid!" Wu Yi sighed, the most powerful thing in this nameless body is the body, which is like pouring fine iron. Han Fei actually competed with him, didn't he kick on the iron plate?

Naturally, Wuming would not sit still and wait for death, but took advantage of the gap between Han Fei's moves and raised the threat above his head by three points to gain more room for movement. At the same time, his left leg bent slightly and collided heavily with Han Fei.

"Puff...Puff...Puff..." This time it was a short and dull impact sound, punching to the flesh, without any falsehood. After three rounds, there was a crisp "click", which was the sound of bones breaking.

Han Fei was thinking about his right foot, and he trembled violently due to the piercing pain. At this time, he wanted to avoid it, but Wuming didn't give him a chance, and he pushed forward, his legs struck out with lightning, but in the blink of an eye After kicking more than 20 kicks, the poor Fatty Han spat out a big mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth, and he had no chance to fight back.

"Zhuzi dare!" Han Mo, who couldn't sit still for a long time, yelled violently, got up on the ground, and went straight to the competition platform. opened.

The strength of the blood transformation realm is simply unimaginable in the human world.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and no one could clearly see what happened. They only saw two figures staying in midair, slowly rising and falling.

"Uncle Jiutai!" Ge Qingyun, who just got up from the ground, shouted in surprise. The person who came was Ge Qingyun, Ge Xia's current patriarch.

"I spit up phlegm just now, and now I want to lick it back. Mr. Han really has a good appetite!" Ge Qingyun floated in midair, like a fairy, with an extremely chic posture.

"Who am I? The original Ge family boy, you don't keep your filial piety in the mourning hall, but you come here to join in the fun. I'm afraid that old monster Ge will die with peace." Han Mo said coldly.

The biggest reliance of the Ge family is that the ancestors of the Chongshen Realm sit in the town. Other aristocratic families are relatively peaceful, and the peripheral forces dare not get involved in Yanjing. But everything has changed now. In the eyes of Han Mo, the Ge family has long been What's in your bag, you can eat it whenever you want.

"Although the ancestors of the Ge family have passed away, there is no room for others to be presumptuous here. Now that the rules have been set, Mr. Han should not raise his hand and slap himself in the face." Ge Qingyun's face changed slightly, but he did not immediately make a move. This is Li The place where martial arts competitions are used to recruit relatives, and it is inextricably linked with that kid Wu Yi, so it is not suitable for a big fight here.

"That's right, Fatty Han kicked himself onto the iron plate this time, and he can only be blamed for his bad luck." Wu Yi echoed loudly, immediately attracting everyone's attention.