"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Jia Huan and Wen Bo don’t know how many punches they are right. This is the most manly tactic. Without fancy body skills or martial arts, it is the simplest punch to fist, flesh to flesh, bones to bones. √∟

It’s not that they are rough and ignorant of martial arts, but that they are in battle against thousands of troops on the battlefield.

Any fancy martial arts are just a waste of effort.

Of course, martial arts are still very important when fighting against generals.

However, both Jia Huan and Wen Bo are deliberately controlling the style of this battle and trying not to escalate the scene.

Otherwise, the ending would not be what the two of them would like to see.

After 40 or 50 consecutive punches, both of them were panting, and their fists were swollen like buns.

However, both of them had a much brighter gaze.

Jia Huan was very satisfied with the body-building effect of the "White Lotus Golden Body Sutra", while Wen Bo was satisfied with the ability of the descendants of Rongguo to achieve such a level.

His idol was also Duke Rong, who was in charge of the Black Cloud Banner back then. This was almost the common feature of the Wu family of the Daqin family.

Regardless of whether he is hatred or not, he is willing to see his idol descendants have a future. Otherwise, it would be a great regret in his life to be respectful and fall into a situation where no one follows him.

"No more fight! A draw! No, I lost. Although you are beaten back a few times by me every time, I can't hurt you. I am older than you, and you are even more senior than you. When you reach my age, I am no match for you."

Although Wen Bo has a rough temper, he is not a fool.

Jia Huan was able to let Han Da stop and come forward in person, which proved his courage.

Being able to tie him proves his ability.

On the other hand, he did not take the generals when he went out. A few new "friends" around him bragged. It was okay to force him, but his martial arts were loose and tight. There was one that could not be seen through, and he was not sure.

The opposite side is different. Jia Huan doesn't mention it, there is also a fat man and three young and strong men, all of whom are powerful.

There is also a man who looks like a sissy. Although he looks the weakest, his years of experience and feelings in practicing martial arts tell him that this person is the most dangerous.

The opponent has the advantage of manpower and the lower force, and is willing to fight with him openly and openly, which is enough to prove that the other party is not a villain.

"Misunderstanding, a big misunderstanding."

I have to say that the broom eyebrows smiled and were as good as Niu Ben’s horoscope.

Jia Huan laughed, raised his hand and punched Wen Bo on the shoulder, and then he walked around Wen Bo, curled his smile, walked to Ying Lang and looked at him.

Ying Lang looked at Jia Huan with an indifferent look on his face and laughed: "The third young master is indeed a good method, I admire him."

"Bang!"

Jia Huan did something that shocked everyone in front of everyone.

Even Ying Lang opened his eyes wide, covered his face and looked at Jia Huan in disbelief, and said shrillly: "Do you dare to hit me?"

"Bang!"

Jia Huan responded to him with a second slap in the face.

Ying Lang was a little dull and confused. He couldn't figure it out, just a viscount. He dared to beat him, the prince?!

Prince and prince are noble. They are only under the prince and above the prince.

Is Jia Huan... crazy?

Jia Huan looked at Ying Lang calmly and said, "Your Zhongshun Palace attacked me twice. The first time was when you were in the imperial examination, and you wanted to ruin my reputation. The second time was this time. The Wen family of Fenwu Hou Mansion is a life-and-death friendship between my Rongning and the two mansions. You instigated Brother Wen when he first entered the Shenjing Jing and wanted to make Uncle Wen and my Jia family have a grudge. You can make profits from it. Ying Lang, who do you think is a fool?"

Ying Lang looked at the gaze of Xi laughing around everyone, and became more and more embarrassed and angry. His feminine face turned red and he said almost hysterically: "Yes, I did it all, so what? This world is the world where I win. You are just a minister, so how dare you hit me?"

Jia Huan laughed and said, "You are such a fool, but you dare to imagine... You are wrong. This world is the world of the Supreme Emperor, the world of the current saints, and the world of many of our great lords and nobles who share the same relatives with our country. Although your surname is Ying, it's a pity that this world is neither your father's nor yours. I am the subject of the Supreme Emperor, the subject of the current saints, but not yours."

Ying Lang looked at Jia Huan with a slight slut, his eyes were full of madness, he nodded and said ruthlessly: "Okay, okay, okay! What a traitor! Meng Zhan, kill him for me, I want to see if I, the prince, need to pay his descendants of the Rong Kingdom!"

"Ying Lang, are you crazy?"

Ying Xing'er, who was even calm when Ying Lang was slapped in the face, heard the word Meng Zhan, but her face suddenly changed and she shouted sternly.

Ying Lang was indeed crazy and was slapped twice in the face by Jia Huan in public. If he could not take revenge and leave this door, he would be the biggest laughing stock in Shenjing City, and even his father would be implicated.

If Prince Zhongshun succeeded in his future major events, he would not have made such a son with no reputation as the crown prince.

How can Ying Lang not be crazy?

Everyone was wondering who Meng Zhan was in the mouth of Ying Lang, and they were still looking at the common dandy behind him.

Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly flashed in like a ghost outside the door, completely ignoring Ying Xinger's order to "stop".

Floating towards Jia Huan.

Seeing this, Jia Huan's pupils suddenly contracted and he formed a defensive gesture of the Dingjun gun, but he was completely unsure of being able to block the attack.

Just as the black shadow was about to float in front of Jia Huan, Dong Mingyue next to Jia Huan suddenly moved.

To everyone's surprise, I thought that such an extraordinary Meng Zhan would definitely kill Jia Huan with one blow, and at least one blow would severely hurt him, and then the entire Shenjing would be infuriated.

They will be witnesses to this historic scene. Unexpectedly, Mr. Jia is not a vegetarian, and there are masters around him.

After Dong Mingyue transformed into a sharp white shadow and the faint black shadow, the two of them took three steps back.

The appearance of the two was finally seen clearly.

"Wow!"

Everyone was amazed.

I thought that Meng Zhan, who was like a ghost, would be a thin man with a haggard and sinister appearance, but I was so arrogant.

And the white figure with a sharp aura was a thin... woman?

Meng Zhan ignored the sighs. Instead, he frowned and looked at Dong Mingyue with a look of confusion in his eyes.

Dong Mingyue's face was still cold and she looked at Meng Zhan with a cold look.

"Meng Zhan, what are you waiting for? Kill them, kill them for me!"

Ying Lang became more and more angry when he saw Meng Zhan's failure to achieve success in one blow, and ordered angrily.

When Meng Zhan heard this, he frowned and took another look, but he didn't have time to think about it and took action again.

Dong Mingyue's face was solemn. This is a seventh-grade master. Only those who reach the peak of the sixth-grade master will understand what the difference is between the sixth-grade and the seventh-grade master.

Although Meng Zhan has a strange figure and looks like a ghost, don't imagine that his power is also light and fluent. On the contrary, his strength is so strong and fierce that it is beyond imagination. And it is endless.

This is the difference between the seventh grade and the seventh grade below.

Therefore, there is a saying that "there are all ants under the seventh grade".

However, Dong Mingyue was not afraid because she was only one last opportunity to break from the sixth grade to the seventh grade.

Dong Mingyue felt that today's battle was the best opportunity.

This battle was much more exciting than the battle between Jia Huan and Wen Bo just now. It was also much more tragic.

From the beginning of the war, Dong Mingyue was suppressed and beaten.

He was hit by Meng Zhan many times on his arms and shoulders, and a lot of blood was also flowing out of his mouth.

Seeing this, Jia Huan's face turned pale. He got rid of Niu Ben, who was holding his hand tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ben, remember, this is our shame, the greatest shame in our life."

Niu Ben's face was extremely ugly, but he pulled Jia Huan and said, "I understand, but now is not the time to show off. This person around you can stand up for a while. If you go up, you can't take it. The noise here is so big that the five cities' military personnel will not have received the news. Don't worry, all the people will appear in a while."

The three Han brothers on the side looked bad, but they were not as ugly as Wen Bo.

Wen Bo smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, it's all my fault. Don't worry, the thief will come to you later, and I'll take you in front of you. Don't be polite. If something happens today, I won't be safe for my brother. Even my father will be greatly implicated. Today, my brother has been cheated by this grandson."

Jia Huanqiang smiled and said, "My brothers are just misunderstandings. Who should take it seriously? Brother Wen's family, after today's experience, we will drink and have fun."

Wen Bo nodded, but looked at Niu Ben and said, "Fatty, go, take Brother Jia upstairs. The momentum is not good, so you can leave first. Stay with these three brothers and I. Even if I die, I will stop them for a while."

Niu Ben sneered and said, "Ugly man, don't always think about being a hero. I sue you, Brother Huan and I and the three brothers of the Han family, are brothers who knock on the ground and swallow a bowl of blood wine. They don't ask for birth on the same day of the same year, but ask for death on the same day of the same month of the same year. Do you know this kind of loyalty? If we leave you alone, we still have the face to bear the word "righteousness?"

Wen Bo, who has a violent personality, was extremely yearning for such things, and he almost regretted it regardless of the occasion: "It's all my fault. I have to wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival before leaving, otherwise, maybe I could catch up with such a big thing. Alas! It's really... I regret it!"

Jia Huan stared at the battlefield, tightened the jade belt around his waist, and smiled, "What's wrong with this? As long as we don't die this time, we will be sworn again, so why bother to stick to it!"

After saying that, Jia Huan was about to set off, but he didn't want Han Da to hold his arm tightly.

Niu Ben didn't care about the joke about Wen Bo, and said anxiously: "Third brother, are you crazy? Can you also get into such a battle?"

Jia Huan suddenly turned around and decisively said: "If we don't go to the stage today, it will be difficult for us to go further in the future. Remember, those who follow the martial arts should have blood! Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of us, we should die without hesitation. Boss, let go."

With a loud shout, Han Da unconsciously let go of his hand.

Jia Huan glanced at everyone, as if he was saying goodbye, and then rushed forward.

…(To be continued.)

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