He didn't know that Zhan Wuque was leisurely choosing martial arts inside at this time.

"Miss, Mr. Zhan seems to have failed."

Chun'er whispered.

"This guy is too impulsive. He overestimated his abilities and actually crossed a hundred places."

Dong'er frowned, "It's just a pity for the Miss's seventh-level demon fire."

"Shut up!"

The Peach Blossom Fairy interrupted with a complicated expression.

"Forget it, maybe this is fate."

"I thought he was very human and could get different answers from him. Now it seems, alas."

The Peach Blossom Fairy shook her head and sighed.

If you can’t challenge anyone, you have to challenge the sword to reunite.

Jian Guiyi showed no mercy when he drew his sword, and he was probably dead.

"Let's go."

The Peach Blossom Fairy had no intention of looking at it again and left on a dragon boat.

...

"impossible!"

Wen Yao couldn't believe it, and there was a twitching pain in her chest and her eyes turned black.

"Princess, you are fine, princess!"

The palace maids rushed forward to support them.

"Impossible, impossible..."

Wen Yao couldn't believe it, but this time Zhan Wuque's opponent was too strong and she couldn't see any hope.

"If he can defeat the sword and Guiyi, he will be the strongest martial saint in his previous life. If he loses, he will be just an ordinary saint."

Above the clouds, Emperor Tang looked at the Xiaowu Taoist Monument with his eyes fixed on him.

He is the only one in the audience, and he knows the terribleness of Jian Guiyi the most.

Even those holy sons from the top holy lands come here, they are likely not to be the opponent of Jian Guiyi.

Because those holy sons' bodies were once the stepping stones to become famous by Jian Guiyi.

In the heart of Emperor Tang, he naturally hoped that Zhan Wuque could defeat Jian Guiyi.

Although, he thinks the chance is very small.

"First, it's mine after all."

Wu Yi's face was cold and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

He was defeated by Zhan Wuque with one move and was already extremely angry. Now that he saw the other party fall, he felt a perverted pleasure in his heart.

Zhan Wuque has been in for too long, and everyone no longer holds his hope of survival.

At this time, even ten Zhan Wuque died.

"Let's break up everyone."

Everyone was about to leave.

Mo Tian and Wu Yi failed in the challenge one after another, and they almost reached their own limits and had no idea.

As for Zhan Wuque, I think the corpse is gone.

But at this moment, a figure slowly appeared from the air.

It is the war Wuwei, who everyone thinks is bound to die.

And behind him, the first name slowly became Zhan Wuque, while Jian Guiyi's name was squeezed to the second.

The challenge was successful!

The breeze blew by, and everyone seemed to have been used to perform the immobilization technique and petrified collectively.

"He...this..."

Everyone stared at the top of the Xiaowu Taoist Monument and was stunned.

"good!"

Emperor Tang was rarely excited.

"I have hope for the future in Qingzhou, and the future is hopeful!"

"If you can defeat Jian Guiyi, he was the strongest martial saint in his previous life, and maybe even a demigod!"

Emperor Tang took a deep breath and then suppressed the shock in his heart.

"It seems that in the future, I will have to be more respectful to this adult."

Emperor Tang thought to himself, turned around and disappeared.

square.

Zhan Wuque had a calm face and passed through the crowd.

Along the way, everyone dispersed unconsciously and gave way.

In their eyes, it was as if they saw a genius rising like the sun.

They looked respectful, and some were even more enthusiastic.

When the gap between the two sides is not very big, they may be jealous and resentful, but if the gap between the two sides has reached the difference between heaven and earth, they will have to look up to them.

That's right now.

"Damn it, how could he succeed? How could he be!"

Wu Yi looked at Zhan Wuque's back and looked unwilling.

"Zhan Wuque!"

The murderous intent was revealed in Mo Tian's eyes.

"So even if your talent is extraordinary, you have not grown up, after all, you are just an ant!"

"Young Master!"

Princess Wen Yao suddenly rushed out and rushed into Zhan Wuque's arms.

"It's really good that you're fine."

Wen Yao's voice was a little choked.

"Thank you for your concern," Zhan Wuque was caught off guard by this sudden scene, but it was difficult to push Wen Yao away in public.

Fortunately, Wen Yao quickly realized that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped back.

"Since the young master is fine, Wen Yao will go back first."

After saying that, Wen Yao left in a hurry.

"Senior brother is so lucky. Why don't you be a matchmaker for your senior brother and make a prince consort?" Yi Chenzi walked over and said with a smile.

"Don't get me wrong, she and I are just ordinary friends."

Zhan Wuque shook his head and said, he had no affection for Wen Yao at all, it was just a friendship between friends.

Yi Chenzi smiled but said nothing, thinking that Zhan Wuque could not hide his face.

"It seems that I will take action after all." Yi Chenzi thought.

"Let's go, go back."

Zhan Wuquedao.

When he left, he could keenly feel that many eyes were malicious.

This time, he was so popular that he caused a lot of trouble for himself.

However, the benefits obtained are worth it.

The fourth level of "Nine-Turn Golden Body Legitimate" is hard to come by.

"This guy, try to pull it into the Temple of War God. If it doesn't work, control it. If it still doesn't work, take his life!"

Wu Liu stared at Zhan Wuque and thought about it in his mind.

Such a genius as Jian Guiyi is rare in ten thousand years.

Zhan Wuque was able to defeat Jian Guiyi, which shows his terrifying talent.

If it is successfully recruited, there will definitely be another powerful force in the Temple of War in the future.

And Wu Liu, who made such a great contribution, must have been rewarded so generous that he could not imagine.
To be continued...