The Great Tang: World Martial God

Wu Ke explores the flower Gu Kui!

This name is no stranger to the people of Datang.

This person and Tang Hao belong to the same group of people who entered the martial arts department. Among those who were promoted to the martial arts department, only three of them were born in white clothes, and this Gu Kui occupies one place.

Tang Hao's light was so brilliant that day that everyone had heard of the name of the best candidate, but they had long forgotten his appearance.

Seeing Li Hui mentioning this name at this time, this long-awaited name once again reflected in the hearts of the people of Datang.

Seeing Gu Kuna's vaguely familiar dress, everyone gradually recalled.

Stunned, shocked, delighted... Various expressions gradually appeared on everyone's faces, many people stared at the calm figure on the stage in shock, exclaimed, and said.

"Gu Kui who really won Wukui's flower hunting?"

"Unexpectedly! This Tanhua became a lieutenant under General Cheng at a young age, really amazing!"

"It's saved, it's saved! Gu Kui's shot will surely subdue the Prince of Tubo! We Datang can win a round!"

The vice lieutenant who rolled off the stage had a complicated expression, stood up leisurely, and gratefully glanced at the stage.

He bowed and arched his hands at the figure on the stage that held Mount Tai.

"The eighth product Xuanjie deputy lieutenant has met Xiaowei Gu."

After that, the deputy lieutenant glanced at the Tubo prince and said.

"This Gentile is very powerful, Lieutenant Gu must be careful."

For this Gu Kui, Li Li, who is also a military camp, knows nothing better.

After Wu Kezhong won Tanhua, he was favored by Cheng Zhijie and received under his command.

Excellent martial arts and strategic talents were quickly recognized in the barracks, and soon became a key cultivation target for Cheng Zhijie.

In just six months, this young talent has made great progress in martial arts under the guidance of Cheng Zhijie.

He already stood out from that group of people in Vuke and became the fastest promoted person under Tang Hao.

Cheng Zhijie also cherishes his talents very much. He gave the school lieutenant his advice and faintly trained according to the standards of a guerrilla general.

Grateful, envious eyes fell in Gu Kui's eyes, Gu Kui nodded slightly and said.

"Thank you Lieutenant Li for the reminder, please feel relieved to heal your wounds."

"Today I will come to learn the brilliant tricks of the Tubo prince."

The expressions of everyone in the audience, from surprise to joy, fell in the eyes of the prince of Tubo, thinking in their hearts that this person must have some ability.

The iron spear in the hands of the prince of Tubo slammed into the ground, and the huge force immediately smashed a hole the size of a net hole under his feet.

Smoke and dust spread from the feet of the Tubo prince.

"That's interesting! The waste materials in front are not addictive!"

"Boy! Look at the trick!"

A thunderstorm spit out from the mouth of the Tubo prince.

Next second.

Accompanied by the creak of the wooden planks under his feet, the prince of Tubo has ejected with an iron spear.

Under the tremendous force, a strong black shadow instantly jumped out two or three meters away, and the iron black spear in his hand turned into a speeding meteor.

Gu Kui only felt a group of black shadows flashing in front of him, and the bright silver blade pierced back in front of him almost instantaneously, slightly startled in his heart, and secretly said.

"What a quick posture."

As soon as his mind moved, his subordinates did not stop.

Clang.

With a flash of cold light, Tang Dao came out of its sheath.

Bang.

Tang Dao collided with Iron Spear, and Jin Ge's chorus suddenly exploded.

A huge force knocked Gu Kui away in an instant, and for a moment, Tang Dao almost let go.

Gu Kui walked back on his chest and took three steps back, which was worthy of taking off this huge force.

Without waiting for Gu Kui to stabilize his figure, the blast of air piercing his ears approached closer and closer, and Yu Guangzhong struck towards his neck again.

Gu Kui's face changed slightly, knowing that the Tubo prince was a strong enemy, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, holding a knife in both hands to face the bullying blow.

boom.

Sparks splashed and roared.

A surging force came from the blade, and Gu Kui only felt the surging power sweep up his body, and his body involuntarily dumped to the side.

Gu Kui's expression suddenly changed, and he did not expect that this blow was actually twice as powerful as the previous one.

Staggering, Gu Kui rolled around for a week.

"You are dead!"

With a loud shout and explosion above his head, Gu Kui only felt black in front of his eyes.

When he raised his eyes, a black shadow leaped down in the air, and the spear in his hand smashed down with a thunderous force wrapped in strong wind.

Kneeling on one knee, Gu Kui, who stabilized his figure, was frightened physically and mentally. He gritted his teeth and blushed, hurriedly holding Tang Dao with his hands tightly on top of his head. Intent to take over this tremendous force.

The spear has not stopped, and the wind hits the face.

Under the howling wind, Gu Kui's flushed face faintly twisted, and his throat roared with a low voice of "Ahhhhh".

Boom.

The sound of metal collision suddenly blasted into my ears.

The force of mountains and seas above his head slammed down, and the wooden planks under Gu Kui's feet creaked overwhelmedly.

Next second.

Wow.

All the boards under my feet cracked, and the broken wood was flying.

The offensive spear was stagnant, but did not stop, and slashed down.

puff.

Huh.

The sharp blade pierced the flesh and blood, and the blood soared.

A coolness penetrated into the left shoulder, and the crisp sound of bone breaking broke apart.

what.

The instant the meal signal sounded, Gu Kui had fallen to the ground.

The wind stopped and the smoke flew.

The prince of Tubo was holding a spear, and the spear blade had been inserted into Gu Kui's left shoulder. The Tang knife in the hands of the figure on the ground had long been discarded, holding the handle of the spear, struggling in pain.