Chapter 569: No friendship!

One punch!

With just one punch, a master around Wu Lie was knocked out without a trace. This strength was enough to make everyone present look at him with admiration.

He was still reserved when competing with Tu Xin just now, and the two of them had no result in fighting, so they were forcibly stopped by Wen Wuwei.

Now that I saw the young man in black robe knocking Wang Lei, who was extremely skilled, flew out with one punch, it naturally made people have a new understanding of him.

Tu Xin finally stopped flipping the book, swept his eyes to the boy in the black robe, and finally landed on his calm and composed face, with a very strange look.

He knew that he was too careless just now. If Wenwei hadn't taken action in time to block that move for him, he would have really suffered a great loss in front of this seemingly weak guy.

Qin Han was also surprised, stared at the boy in black robe with wide eyes, and murmured: "He actually has such strength."

Wen Wuwei was only a brief shock, then giggled, reached out to grab the sleeve of the boy in the black robe, and said with a gentle look: "Young Master Suoma is really amazing, and it makes Wuwei feel so heart melted."

The boy in black robe raised his arm and wanted to pull his sleeve out of Wen's weak hand, but after trying it several times, he failed.

Wen Wuwei blinked his innocent big eyes and looked at the boy in black robe pitifully, and said, "Did Mr. Yanma hate weak so much? Didn't you just agree to go to Kunlun to find the divine palace together?"

"Miss Wen, please respect yourself."

"Why don't I respect myself?" Wen said with a grievance: "I just like it, so I can't help but want to get closer. Isn't it because I have any skin ties to Master Suoma, why does Master Suoma blame him so much?"

“—”

Wu Li looked up at the sky and waited for a while, but still didn't see the tendency of his auxiliary general Wang Lei falling from the hole. It seemed that there was a lot of danger.

He stared at the boy in black robe with fierce eyes, sneered repeatedly, and said, "No wonder he dared to do such a arrogant thing. He is self-reliance on his strength - since you are not merciful, you will hurt my generals if you take action. Today, there is no need for me to tell you about family and country friendship."

"Speak for justice and frankness, we should do our duty. How can we be arrogant?"

"The people of the West Wind Yan clan did not use the Yan family's flame fist - are you really Yan Xiangma?"

"I know a lot of things. Why do you need to use a ox knife to kill a chicken?"

"It's so good." Wu Lie's eyes shrank slightly, and his body suddenly ran out and pounced towards Li Muyang in front of him.

Snap-

The black iron sword in his hand turned into a black torrent and slashed towards the head of the boy in black robe.

The same move as the one used by Wang Lei, the Kuaishou Sword just now.

Military chopping style!

This is a must-practice move for senior generals in the army every day, and it is also the most suitable move for slashing immediately.

Simple, sharp, domineering.

Great lethality.

Unlike Wang Lei, the fast sword, Wu Lie is faster.

Countless phantoms appeared in the air. When you saw him just jumping up, the sword edge of the long sword had reached the top of your head.

The energy wrapped by the long sword becomes even more fierce.

With one sword down, the sword blade was covered with dark curtains, like a black gauze curtain.

The sword energy had condensed into substance, completely covering the black-robed boy.

The strong wind whistled, the bowls and chopsticks on the table were flying, and the sound was pounding.

The boy in black robe had a slightly slight look in his eyes, and he could clearly feel the pressure brought by this sword.

Moreover, the sword energy has a bloody smell. It proves that Wu Lie killed a lot of people with this sword. The sword blade was soaked in blood for a long time, and the blood smell had already penetrated into the sword smell.

Only when people are killed are full of people, such a odor appears.

It seems that the general Wu Lie took the battle to kill the enemy himself, unlike other princes and princes who shouted in the rear and then took away the biggest military achievements.

The boy in black robe moved.

The fist hidden inside the sleeve hit again.

This time, his white, slender and powerful fingers had turned red, and there were blazing flames burning around his fists.

"Flame Fist"!

"Flame Fist" by Xifeng Yan's family!

Unlike the real Flame Fist, the flames in the Yan family's "Fire Fist" burned outside, while the "Fire Fist" used by the boy in black robe caught fire inside.

In other words, use the flesh and blood body as the torch, and then exert force on the outside to condense into open fire.

boom--

The red flames crashed into the black sword energy curtain, and a roar of hissing sound came, two powerful forces colliding and swallowing each other.

Click—

The black iron sword in Wu Lie's hand was broken into two pieces.

The black energy instantly collapsed everywhere, and the red flame rushed forward rapidly, and its momentum hit Wu Lie's chest fiercely.

"Um--"

Wu Li groaned and his body quickly retreated toward the rear.

The two auxiliary generals jumped up at the same time, putting them in the middle one on the left and one on the right, using their bodies to protect him and prevent his body from colliding against the stone wall of the inn.

Bang!

This is the sound of the two auxiliary generals' backbones contacting the stone wall.

Two auxiliary generals vomited blood in their mouths, their bodies slid down the stone wall, and forced them to put Wu Lie on the ground.

"puff--"

Wu Lie vomited his throat and blood spurted out of his mouth at the same time.

"General." A group of people surrounded him and looked at Wu Lie with concern.

The only middle-aged man in a scribe robe and origami fan on the scene quickly stepped forward and reached out to Wu Lie's back to push the uterus and promote blood circulation to replenish his true energy.

After a few breaths, Wu Lie's face finally calmed down.

Wu Lie stared at the boy in black robe with fierce eyes and said evilly: "What a Yan Xiangma. The Yan family's flame fist is indeed well-known, but have you ignored one thing?"

"What have you ignored?" the boy in black robe asked with a calm expression. He punched Wang Lei, the fast sword, and then injured Wu Lie, who was from the Dawu royal family, with another punch. If someone hadn't taken care of him, he might not have been able to get up now. However, he seemed to have done something insignificant, and there was no young man who was arrogant and proud.

"Maybe for him, these are really just small scenes." Wen Wuwei looked at the expression of the boy in black robe and thought to himself.

"This is Dawu." Wu Lie took the scarf handed over by the middle-aged scholar and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "If you hurt me, don't think about going out alive."

"I finally came here, and I won't go out easily."

"It's really funny." Wu Li opened his mouth to laugh, but it involved the internal injuries, and he exhaleed in the air. The fist fire from "Fire Fist" just now hit his chest and was absorbed by him. Now the fire ball was in his chest. Although there was massage and suppression by the wise scholar Zhang Lingyun, it was still left in it and could not be forced out in a short while.

Wu Lie wiped the silk squid at the corner of his mouth and loosened it. The white silk was blown away by the cool breeze and floated outside.

"Kill him." Wu Li shouted coldly.

"yes."

More than a dozen auxiliary generals drew their swords at the same time and rushed towards the black-robed boy.

Wu Lie himself was not willing to accept it. He ignored the obstruction of the scholar Zhang Lingyun and rushed towards the boy in black robe again.

This time, he will definitely make him pay a heavy price.

Whoosh-

The green satin flies like a long green snake hovering above the inn hall.

Wen raised his wrist and the long green snake rushed towards several generals.

The generals had to change their direction and cut the green silk with their sharp swords.

They knew that if they wanted to kill the boy in black, they could only kill this woman who was in trouble first.

"What? Do you want to bully more people? We people in the martial arts world can't do such shameless things." Wen's weak toes drift away, and his body flew away like a butterfly in the swords of several generals. "Three brothers, nerds, please help--"

The nerd Tu Xin saw Wen weak and fight with Ren, shook his head gently, reached into his arms again to find the Jianshu, stroked his palms on the Jianshu, and shouted, "Cut."

The word "slash" floated out and turned into a black big knife.

Tu Xin waved his hand, and the big sword slashed at the two generals who rushed over like a living thing.

"Be careful, I'll help you."

Qin Han shouted angrily, reached out and tugged, and the giant sword behind him was automatically unsheathed.

He grabbed the hilt of the huge beast's head and waved a dozen feet of giant swords and slashed at the weak generals who besieged Wen.

With three members of the Dragon Slaying Team joining, the pressure of the black-robed boy suddenly decreases.

He raised his eyes and looked at the Wu Lie who was attacking one after another and the middle-aged scholar who stood beside him without saying a word but rushed over to massage Wu Lie at a critical moment, with blood mist in his eyes.

The boy in black robe took the initiative this time.

His body bounced up like a large strand of magma ejected by a volcano.
To be continued...