Enhance comprehension

After Sanqian Yiyun got rid of Wen Zhongyuan, he jumped back a few times and stayed away from Wen Zhongyuan.

Wen Zhongyuan wiped the blood on his head slightly, and then used secret techniques to stop the damage to his head. He looked at Sanqian Yiyun coldly with a serious look on his face.

"This is the number one member of the younger generation of the Sanqian Martial God family. It's really hilarious." Wen Zhongyuan said quietly as he looked at the unstoppable blood on Sanqian Yiyun's head.

"The glory of the God of War must not be desecrated!" Sanqian Yiyun pulled off a piece of white cloth from his body, wrapped it around his head, and then got into a posture

"Let's see how long you can keep your stubbornness!" After Wen Zhongyuan finished speaking, he repeated his old trick towards Sanqian Yiyun and rushed over.

A flash of sharpness flashed in Sanqian Yiyun's eyes, as if he had made some determination. The muscles all over his body bulged, as if they had suddenly expanded. His limbs were thicker, and his clothes were stretched tight.

"What's going on?" Wan Hu's expression changed drastically as he looked at San Qian Yiyun who looked like this.

"That's Yun'er's special skill. Because it will affect his image, he can only use it when he is very angry. That short guy is in bad shape." The person who spoke was Sanqian Yiyun's young father.

Wen Zhongyuan felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, but if he retreated at this time, he would be at a disadvantage, so he had to bite the bullet. In order to prevent an accident, this time Wen Zhongyuan decided to go around Sanqian Yiyun and attack from behind, but just now

As he approached Sanqian Yiyun, he was restrained by an unusually powerful aura.

What's going on? How come there is such a strong aura, why does it feel like the surrounding air is solidified? Is this a level that humans can achieve? Wen Zhongyuan's judgment on Sanqian Yiyun immediately rose to a higher level

When Sanqian Yiyun saw Wen Zhongyuan coming in front of him, he stepped on Wen Zhongyuan's feet with mysterious steps, and at the same time punched Wen Zhongyuan on the head. The speed of the punch was normal, but Wen Zhongyuan seemed to be restrained.

He seemed to be stunned and was knocked to the ground by Sanqian Yiyun with a punch.

Immediately afterwards, there was an inhuman rainstorm of pear-like fists, hitting Wen Zhongyuan one after another.

"Why didn't that guy hide?" Bai Qingxin looked at the one-sided trend on the field and couldn't help but have doubts.

"It's not that he doesn't hide, it's that he can't hide!" Wan Hu seemed to have seen some clues.

"Yun'er's spiritual power is so strong that it can solidify the surrounding space. Anyone approaching that realm will become extremely slow. Now within a few meters of Yun'er, there is Yun'er's Martial God realm. In this case

"Yun'er is invincible!" Sanqian Yiyun's young father explained to himself.

"Isn't that invincible? Why not use this Martial God Realm from the beginning?" Bai Qingxin immediately expressed another doubt in her heart.

"Such a heaven-defying move must have serious side effects. It should not be used easily unless it is absolutely necessary." Wan Hu explained to Bai Qingxin

As Sanqian Yiyun kicked Wen Zhongyuan off the stage, who was already bloody and bloody, his swollen body gradually recovered. Then Sanqian Yiyun pulled the collar behind his back and covered his whole head.

got up, leaving only one pair of eyes outside

"That's..." Wan Hu seemed to have seen something, with a trace of surprise on his face.

After Sanqian Yiyun took a short rest, he glanced at Sanqian Muyu, his eyes seemed to be murderous and extremely sharp.

Sanqian Muyu was startled for a moment, as if a sharp knife appeared in front of his eyes, and he suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhongyuan, one of the two heroes of the Wen family, was defeated. How did this lunatic practice to reach such a situation? I am afraid that the other one of the two heroes of the Wen family is no match for him, so the third one will come on stage.

What will happen to him? Sanqian Muyu retreated for a moment.

"Help~save me..." After Wen Zhongyuan was kicked off the stage, he seemed to still have a breath and slowly crawled towards another man in red robe...

"Hmph!" Another man in red robe seemed not to see his companion, he met Sanqian Yiyun's eyes and walked straight to the stage.

The moment he passed Wen Zhongyuan, he suddenly kicked Wen Zhongyuan lightly on the neck. Wen Zhongyuan's head turned twice in an instant, and then lost the breath of life. The man in red robe seemed to have done something insignificant.

Just like a small thing, I jumped onto the Haofang Terrace without stopping.

"What a cruel way to treat your companions like this!" Wan Hu couldn't help but twitch, extremely shocked by the cold-blooded behavior of the man in red robe.

Sanqian Muyu was even more frightened. Who is this guy? Aren't the two heroes of the Wen family in Yuejianshan advancing and retreating together, living and dying together? How could this be? What kind of evil star did he invite?

?But it seems that this man in red robe is very capable of controlling me. I hope he won't be defeated too early. It would be better if he can severely injure Sanqian Yiyun. No, there may be a chance of winning. After all, Sanqian Yiyun seems to be

I also suffered a lot of injuries.

The man in red robe did not take off his red robe, but stood quietly in front of Sanqian Yiyun and uttered three words - "Wen Renchu!"

"Why did you kill your companion?" Sanqian Yiyun asked coldly.

"Weak people have no need to exist!"

"The strength of a warrior does not depend on victory or defeat, but on the will to be the strongest..."

"I'll talk after you win." Wen Renchu ​​waved his hand and planned what San Qian Yiyun would say.

"Then as you wish!"

Sanqian Yiyun did not defend this time, but suddenly disappeared on the spot, flashed in front of Wen Renchu, and punched directly towards Wen Renchu's face. Wen Renchu ​​did not dodge or resist.

Instead, he resisted Sanqian Yiyun's punch.

With a 'Peng' sound, Sanqian Yiyun's hand suddenly felt pain, and his fist seemed to have hit an iron plate, without causing any damage to Wen Renchu.

How is it possible? This punch exerted at least 90% of its power. Even golden sand and gravel can blast a hole. How could it be ineffective? Sanqian Yiyun's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was full of doubts.

Immediately afterwards, there was no movement from Wenren Chu, as if he was waiting for Sanqian Yiyun. Sanqian Yiyun did not hesitate. In one breath, he sent out several more punches, hitting Wenren Chu's front door with his fists.

After a few breaths, a few drops of blood fell between Sanqian Yiyun and Wenrenchu. Wenrenchu ​​remained unmoved, but Sanqian Yiyun was panting and his fists were soaked red. As for the blood, it also came from himself.

Wen Renchu, who was attacked in his hand, was unscathed

"Is this your strength? It disappoints me so much." Wen Renchu ​​dusted off the dust on his head.

"It's not over yet!" Sanqian Yiyun said, putting one hand on the ground, turning his body sideways, putting his legs together, and swept towards Wen Renchu

This time Wen Renchu ​​finally took action. He leaned over slightly, stretched out his hands, and caught San Qian Yiyun's sweeping legs. His hands were like iron claws, tightly clasping his ankles, and then raised his head high

He lifted it up and then threw it, causing Sanqian Yiyun to fall heavily to the ground.

ps: This paragraph is a bit bloody. To fit in with the plot, just take a look!

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