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Chapter 172 You are not worthy of 17 points

The tense atmosphere dispersed as the voice fell. Jin Mang's expression was a little dull. Looking at Pei Ji, who was full of fighting spirit, there was a strong curiosity in his eyes. It was only then that Jin Mang looked at him carefully.

Pei Cui got up: He was wearing a long linen gown, he was of average height, his skin was dark, and he looked a little thin. Except for the sharp fighting spirit in his eyes, there was nothing that could attract attention!

When Jin Mang looked at Pei Cui, the other big men also looked at Pei Cui curiously. The disdain in their eyes had been replaced by curiosity. Soon, the eyes of these people became a little pitiful.

After the voice fell, Zi Ling's figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard. Looking at the slightly thin Pei Cui, there was a look of horror in his eyes. The other big men naturally didn't know that Pei Cui had grown up in just one year.

Within a short period of time, Pei Cui's physical martial arts went directly from the second level of martial arts to the fifth level of martial arts. His divine martial arts even surpassed the acquired level, reached the middle level of acquired days, and broke through to the level of martial artist in one fell swoop! This level of training speed is simply incredible.

Appalling!

"Are you looking down on him?" Zi Ling's eyes flashed with horror, looking at the expressions of Jin Mang and others, she sneered.

"Is this person the person Miss Miss is thinking about?" Jin Mang's tone softened slightly, but there was a strong sense of disbelief in his tone.

"Yes, this is Pei Cui, the one who kept the lady waiting for such a long time." A flash of light flashed in Zi Ling's eyes. Seeing everyone's contempt, Zi Ling sneered and said slowly:

"A year ago, he was still a second-level martial artist."

"What?!" Zi Ling's words shocked several big men. The eyes they looked at Pei Cui also changed. This guy has made such great progress in one year! Could it be that he became a rocket?!

Seeing the surprised expressions of these normally arrogant guards, Zi Ling felt a sense of relief in her heart. Zi Ling's heart moved and she once again dropped a bombshell: "Pei Cui had the ability to kill martial arts masters when he was a martial arts disciple."

strength!"

Several people fell into a daze for an instant, and then a trace of disbelief flashed in their eyes. A martial apprentice actually has the strength to kill a martial artist. How is it possible? In the journey of martial arts, there is a huge difference in one level, not to mention jumping.

Up two levels!

"Huh!" Just when they were stunned, a cold snort suddenly came from the courtyard. After the sound fell, a surge of menglang breath erupted from the courtyard. Feeling the coldness in the breath,

Jin Mang and others' faces were slightly shocked, and they thought to themselves: This pervert can't stand it anymore?!

Feeling the aura in the small courtyard, Pei Jie's face suddenly changed. His body that had just relaxed suddenly became tense! Pei Jie could feel a great hostility from the other party's aura. This level of hostility was like

The cold poisonous snake looks like it has seen the food being fought for!

"Does it take one year to become a martial artist?" A voice came from the courtyard. After the voice fell, the half-open courtyard door opened directly, and a strong figure walked out. This powerful aura was emanating from this person.

Pei Ji looked at this man. He was covered in dark brown armor, and bursts of awe-inspiring aura emanated from the faintly flickering lines on the armor. This aura was as good as the killing stick in his hand.

Ji's heart was slightly shocked, a spiritual weapon armor!

Looking up the armor, Pei Ji's eyes trembled again. He saw a burly body holding up the armor's shoulders. A purple-gold cloak stretched across the sword-shaped shoulders, and the lines on the cloak were also faintly shining.

The cloak swayed slightly in mid-air, and waves of mental power spread out from the feet of the cloak. These fluctuations were comparable to those of Rui Lao!

Looking up at the man's face, Pei Ji couldn't help but secretly praise the wheat-colored and healthy face. The thick eyebrows were like horizontal knives, the dark eyes were like Cui Can's dazzling stars, and the lips were red and white, and the teeth were elegant under the straight bridge of the nose.

His long ink-colored hair is shawl, and under the influence of the telepathy of the cloak, there is a sense of automatic and windless elegance. So far, this person is the most handsome person Pei Jie has ever seen!

However, from then on, the cold light flashed in the man's eyes, which made Pei Jing know that this man was not friendly to him.

When Pei Jie looked at the man, the man also looked at Pei Jie carefully: he was wearing a linen robe. After running around all night, there was still a lot of dust on the robe. The bottom of the robe looked a little bit hung up by the branches.

It was messy, and he was wearing a pair of cloth shoes. The uppers of the cloth shoes were stained with broken leaves and mud. Seeing this scene, the man frowned slightly.

His eyes moved upward from his feet, and the man's brows became more and more wrinkled. There was not even a trace of redeeming quality on Pei Jie's face. Only those sharp eyes looked meaningful. From the whole look, there was only the murderous sword in Pei Jie's hands.

The powerful stick can still get into the eyes, but other things cannot attract the man's attention. The corner of the man's mouth opened slightly, and a snorting sound came from the man's mouth.

"laugh!"

When the voice fell, Pei Ji's face turned gloomy. For some reason, Pei Ji's ears stung when he heard the sound, as if a steel needle had been inserted directly into his heart, which made Pei Ji feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Are you the person that Miss misses so much?" came the young man's voice, looking at Pei Cui with eyes full of contempt.

From the moment he came out of Ziling, Pei Jie knew that these strangers were inextricably linked to Wu Yan. Who else could the young lady say besides Wu Yan?

Pei Ji never left the young man, but turned to look at Zi Ling, his eyes full of doubts.

"Hmph!" Pei Cui's actions obviously angered the young man. Before Zi Ling could say anything, the young man just snorted coldly. Looking at Pei Cui's eyes, the coldness flashed in his armor. The armor on his body shook slightly, and a light flashed through the air around the young man.

That is to say, wrinkles were formed directly. This wrinkle was not a distortion of vision, but because of the strong Yuan Yi around the young man!

The faces of Zi Ling, Jin Mang and others changed slightly. There was no energy fluctuation in the young man's body, but it gave people an invisible pressure that made people breathless. Pei Cui, who was opposite the young man, felt it the most.

Waves of pressure were squeezing directly towards me.

This level of pressure did not have the impact of force, but it was caused by the Yuan Yi emitted by the young man affecting the Earth Yuan in the body. Under this level of pressure, it was the first time that Pei Jie felt that the Earth Yuan in his body seemed to be directly transformed into lead water, making everyone

His cells trembled slightly under such weight. Pei Ji's body trembled slightly. The shaking between his legs was visible to the naked eye. Pei Ji's mind froze. He clenched his teeth and stubbornly suppressed the earth essence in his body.

Seeing Pei Cui's back straighten, he stood there like a javelin, with a stubborn look in his eyes, staring at the young man hatefully.

Looking at Pei Cui's performance, a glimmer of light appeared in the young man's eyes, but the light was quickly wiped away by the young man. It was replaced by a change in the gaze of consideration. The young man's body paused again, and layers of Yuan Yi looked around him.

The young man's body was slightly blurred when others looked at it.

Feeling the pressure brought by Yuan Yi, the people around him couldn't help but take a step back. They looked at the young man with a hint of awe. Yuan Yi condensed into a body, which was quite rare among military generals! Everyone looked at Yuan Yi.

At the end of the expansion of the ripples, Pei Ji, who was in linen robe, his eyes changed slightly.

"Hmph!" Pei Jing suddenly groaned. A stream of sweet liquid rushed to his throat before it reached his mouth. He swallowed it directly. He felt the pressure increase several times, and his whole body trembled.

, even with the improvement of his mind, he still seems a little weak under such pressure!

"Is this General Yuan Yi?" Pei Zui suddenly yelled angrily in his heart. Even though he had fought with generals, he had never experienced such pressure, and he didn't know what Yuan Yi was like.

At that time, Yuan Yi was within his reach. Pei Ji felt it clearly and was shocked in his heart. While Yuan Yi brought such pressure, Pei Ji had a deeper understanding of his own strength and compared it with a general-level strong man.

No matter how hard it is for me to resist this kind of pressure!

While feeling great pressure in his heart, Pei Cui showed a stubbornness that he had not seen for a long time: such strength is what a strong person should have!

Everyone looked at Pei Ji's slightly trembling body and the faint look between his brows, lamenting that a military officer's physical strength was worse than an ant in front of a general! However, Pei Ji's next move was...

This made several people's faces tremble slightly, and their eyes looking at Pei Cui became a little shocked.

Pei Jiu's throat rolled, and streams of blood were directly suppressed by Pei Jiu. As the pressure increased, Pei Jiu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and drops of blood appeared at the corners of his mouth. At this moment, Pei Jiu's trembling body

He actually stepped forward and pressed his chest directly against Yuan Yi. Yuan Yi was like a sharp blade, cutting Pei Ji's clothes directly, and Pei Ji's chest suddenly appeared naked.

Everyone gasped when they saw Pei Cui's chest! They saw that Pei Cui's chest was full of wounds. There was not even an inch of intact skin as far as the eye could see!

The young man looked at the hideous scars on Pei Ji's body, and his eyes changed slightly.

The scars on Pei Jie's chest were like countless light blades flashing out, stinging everyone's eyes! The wounds were not big, but when added up one by one, they looked extremely ferocious. The naked eye could clearly distinguish each wound.

The superposition of several injuries made people wonder how many times Pei Ji had been injured!

"Jiuhu General, if I let the lady know that you treat Pei Cui like this, I won't let you go!" Zi Ling's lips trembled a little, and she didn't know where the courage came from, and she spoke slowly.

Jiuhu General's face paused slightly, and he waved his right palm slightly in the air. A huge force hit Pei Jie's chest directly. Pei Jie felt his chest shake, and his body flew backwards, suffering huge pain.
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