Picked Up A Chat Group From The Heavens

Vaguely feeling the intent to fight from upstairs, Xiahou knew that it was Wei Zhuang.

"Wei Zhuang wants to fight with me?" Xiahou smiled in his heart.

It's not Xiahou's arrogance, but his Cultivation Base is far above Wei Zhuang, and ten Wei Zhuang slings are no problem.

When the difference in strength is large enough, it is difficult to make up for the number of people.

Through Xiaomeng when he joined the chat group of the heavens, Xiahou can roughly infer the strength of the youth Wei Zhuang.

At this time, the atmosphere suddenly went wrong, and the lively Zilanxuan suddenly went cold.

The needle drop can be heard!

With the sound of footsteps, a group of people came to Zilanxuan. The leader was a big man, with an ugly face, thick eyebrows, dark eyes, a copper armor, a flaming cloak, and a war knife in his hand.

Ji Wuye!

The general of South Korea is also the most powerful person in South Korea. His power surpasses Han Wangan, and he can cover the sky in South Korea.

Behind Ji Wuye were dozens of heavily armed soldiers, each with iron-blooded murderous aura, obviously well-trained elites, and they must have all killed people.

No wonder the atmosphere suddenly changed, it turned out that Ji Wuye was here.

"It's really a mudslide." Xiahou muttered softly as he watched Ji Wuye walking into Zilanxuan.

There is nothing wrong with being ugly, it is not good to be scared.

Ji Wuye was a little drunk, she must have drunk before coming.

When he came to Zilanxuan, Ji Wuye's eyes swept away, and she couldn't help but shine when she found Zinu.

"Girl Zinu, this general comes to Zilanxuan to ask for a drink." Ji Wuye strode towards Zinu.

At this time, many people whispered.

"Oops, Miss Purple Girl is in trouble."

"Ji Wuye has thoughts about Zi Nu a long time ago, I hope it won't be messy."

"I can't twist my thighs with my arms. Although Zi Nu has connections and skills, she can't match Ji Wuye."

"Ji Wuye is South Korea's strongest general in a century."

"In South Korea, the women Ji Wuye likes can't escape. He became interested in Zi Nu a few years ago."

"I haven't been succeeded by Ji Wuye in a few years, and Zi Nu is also capable of it."

"Ji Wuye's desire for Zi Nu is getting bigger and bigger."

Xiahou looked at Ji Wuye as he walked blankly.

Ji Wuye is domineering and domineering, has a good power, a good wine, and a better look. The purple girl is beautiful, enchanting and charming. She is not old, but has a mature temperament. She is very sultry. He has been in Xinzheng for several years, Ji Wuye It's normal to feel better about her.

In the past, Ji Wuye did not visit Zilanxuan less, and Zinu showed up again, but Ji Wuye never managed to take advantage.

This time, Ji Wuye is not good at coming here, she wants to cause trouble!

With Zi Nu's methods and contacts, he should be able to deal with Ji Wuye, but Xiahou was uncomfortable looking at Ji Wuye's face for no reason.

"The general came to Zilanxuan to drink in the slave house, but it made Zilanxuan flourish." Zinu smiled and said to Ji Wuye.

Xiahou noticed that a touch of disgust and helplessness flashed in Zi Nu's eyes.

Zi Nu hates Ji Wuye too, but she can't offend it too much, otherwise, she won't be able to hang around here in Xinzheng.

"You, get away, get in the way." As he approached, Ji Wuye pointed at Xiahou and said arrogantly.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely hide away obediently, but Xiahou was unmoved.

Xiahou tasted the orchid stuffing slowly, ignoring Ji Wuye, which made Ji Wuye furious.

"Chang!"

With the sound of the sword, the sword in Ji Wuye's hand was pointed at Xiahou, and he hacked Xiahou to death when he made a big disagreement.

"Are your ears deaf? This general told you to stay away. Would you like to die?" Ji Wuye said angrily.

"The general calmed down. Zilanxuan has only Fengyue, and it's not good to see the blood." Zinu persuaded.

When Zi Nu spoke to persuade, Ji Wuye also confiscated the knife.

Seeing Xiahou still unmoved, Ji Wuye's eyes grew darker.

"I hate being called around and drinking, and I hate being threatened by someone pointing a sword." Xiahou said lightly.

For a moment, everyone looked at Xiahou in surprise.

Dare to beat Ji Wuye?

"Who is he?" Zi Nu became more interested in Xiahou.

Upstairs, Wei Zhuang became more interested in Xiahou.

"If you dare to speak to Ji Wuye like this, you are really not afraid of death!"

"Seeing that he drank, he was probably drunk."

"But it looks sober!"

"Wouldn't you hear the disaster out of your mouth, and stun Ji Wuye, even if you don't die, you have to peel off!"

"It's fun to watch."

Glancing at the wooden sword Xiahou carried with him, Ji Wuye sneered.

"A broken wooden sword is also rare."

Ji Wuye didn't talk nonsense anymore, and cut off the sword in his hand at Xiahou.

Ji Wuye didn't take this knife seriously, but the power should not be underestimated.

Facing Ji Wuye's knife, Xiahou didn't panic or evade, only tossed the wine glass in his hand.

I saw that the wine glass thrown by Xiahou flew towards Ji Wuye's right eye.

Ji Wuye practiced hard skills horizontally, unable to penetrate with swords and spears, but hard skills could not cultivate both eyes, and Xiahou's casually thrown glass of wine was very powerful. If it hits, Ji Wuye will lose an eye.

Ji Wuye's reaction was quick, and he immediately closed his sword to resist.

"boom!"

The glass thrown by Xiahou was blocked by Ji Wuye with a war knife.

Everything is a long story, but in fact it's just flashing, and Ji Wuye also had a cold sweat.

"This kid's martial arts is not under me." Ji Wuye no longer despised Xiahou.

There are not many opponents that Ji Wuye can pay attention to, and Xiahou is one.

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"It seems that martial arts is still above Ji Wuye, what is it?" Wei Zhuang's gaze fixed on Xiahou downstairs.

Wei Zhuang knows Ji Wuye's martial arts very well.

Ji Wuye studies both inside and outside, martial arts is good, but Wei Zhuang is confident to defeat Ji Wuye.

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"A little bit of strength, but it's still too stupid to dare to be an enemy of this general with just this strength." Ji Wuye looked at Xiahou coldly.

Ji Wuye is not only martial arts, he also controls Xinzheng's city defense army, and also has Korea's number one killer organization under his command.

"Stupid people who say stupid things are indeed stupid." Xiahou smiled.

"You have to pay the price if you break this general's Yaxing." Ji Wuye said.

"My wooden sword has never been picky." The wooden sword Xiahou carried with him has slowly taken out of its sheath.

Hearing Xiahou said that his wooden sword was never picky, Wei Zhuang upstairs had a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell.

"It's just a broken wooden sword. It is embarrassing in front of this general. Let's let you see this eight-chief general." Ji Wuye slashed fiercely.

Ji Wuye didn't take the previous stab seriously at all, but his current stab was different. It was powerful and overbearing.

When Ji Wuye swung this sword, there was a kind of murderous intent on the battlefield.

The sword is overbearing, but it makes a big deal. The moves are not subtle, but they are very practical in battle.

Whether it is singled or group battle, Ji Wuye's Saber Technique is very practical.

Known as South Korea's strongest general in a century, it is not too watery.

Although Ji Wuye's knife was several times more powerful than the previous one, it was the same to Xiahou.

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