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Last night the three of them had a trapped animal fight.

Wu Qanyang was the first to launch the attack. He was a strong man who had glimpsed the threshold of a master. He wanted to kill Anping and Xihe in one fell swoop in order to survive.

Anping was defeated by Xi Le, but Anping was deeply mentored by King Xiaoyao, and various martial arts emerged one after another. Together with Xi Le, he fought Wu Qin Yang hard and lost both sides.

But Anping Xiele was much weaker in cultivation after all, and he was not able to recover as quickly as Wu Qanyang after both sides were injured.

After Wu Qanyang recovered a little strength and cultivation, he launched a fatal blow to attack Anping. Anping had nowhere to hide, but at the critical moment, Xi Le jumped in front of Anping and blocked the fatal blow for Anping.

Happy and dead, Anping went crazy and tried his best to kill Wu Qanyang, finally killing Wu Qanyang.

But his mind collapsed because of this and he sat there all night.

This morning, when the stone door was slowly pushed open, he understood that Zhao Wujiang was here to see the result.

He rose up and stabbed Zhao Wujiang, but Zhao Wujiang's old servant waved him back.

At this moment, he was staring at Zhao Wujiang with hatred in his eyes.

Zhao Wujiang walked slowly towards Anping. Jia Ersan had kind eyes and smiling eyes, but his eyes were full of vigilance. He wanted to protect Zhao Wujiang and prevent the man in blue shirt from fighting to the death.

"You want to kill me?" Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly. He wanted to understand his true strength before going to Wangzhou:

"I'll give you a chance to attack me, Ersan."

Jia Ersan understood what Zhao Wujiang meant. Zhao Wujiang asked him to retreat. His heart tightened slightly and he said worriedly:

"Pavilion Master, if you want to kill this person, there is no need to dirty your hands. Let me do it..."

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Wujiang said calmly.

"Hehehe..." Anping covered his heart and laughed wildly:

"Zhao Wujiang, please don't let the two old men behind you help you!"

Jia Ersan retreated slowly, but still stood within ten feet of Zhao Wujiang. He was worried that Zhao Wujiang would be defeated and seriously injured, and then he would be held responsible.

Jia Jiujiu's thick eyebrows were raised, and his Qi had been locked on Anping. He admitted that Zhao Wujiang was deeply trusted by the emperor, and he was extremely agile and well-mannered. However, Zhao Wujiang was weak in martial arts cultivation. In his opinion, Zhao Wujiang's actions now

It's unwise.

It's just that as a servant, he was ordered to protect Zhao Wujiang and couldn't interrupt.

"I'll give you seven breaths to adjust." Zhao Wujiang said with a faint smile, and his originally black and white pupils were quietly stained with a little golden light, and the golden light continued to condense.

He was still handsome and handsome, with a sense of elegance, like a gentle scholar.

Anping's eyes were filled with hatred, and he began to adjust his breath. When he reached the fourth breath, he made subtle and complicated mysterious moves with his two palms, and suddenly slapped Zhao Wujiang's heart.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were like golden stars, his sword eyebrows were raised like a glaring King Kong, and he faced him with a palm.

Jia Ersan frowned and prepared to rescue. Anping's palm was enough to defeat any extraordinary strong man in the early stage of the fourth grade. How could Zhao Wujiang resist?

"boom."

The surging palm power of the two parties struck each other. Zhao Wujiang took a step back, while Anping stepped back several steps with panic on his face.

Anping couldn't believe that Zhao Wujiang's cultivation had progressed so fast. Although his full-strength attack was not as good as 70% of what he had in his heyday, it was definitely much stronger than the attack that assassinated Zhao Wujiang at the city gate that day.

But he didn't expect that the palm of his hand could actually be as equal as his own, and even faintly overwhelm him. Moreover, looking at Zhao Wujiang's calm look, he didn't seem to have much energy at all.

Jia 23 and Jia 19 were stunned. Their original worries disappeared at this moment. They were shocked. When did Mr. Zhao have such cultivation? Why didn't they notice?

Such a deep secret, is this the confidant? Jia Jiujiu was horrified, Zhao Wujiang refreshed his understanding of the genius and the confidant again and again.

"You disappoint me." Zhao Wujiang's tone was calm. Although Anping's attack was strong, it could not do anything to him. He was now only one step away from being a fourth-level extraordinary person. He also practiced the indestructible magic power of the Vajra. He seemed extremely weak.

In fact, he is domineering and restrained.

"Impossible!" Anping heard Zhao Wujiang's flat tone, which made him feel particularly insulted. He was an extremely talented martial arts prodigy who had never been rubbed by his peers in his life, and now he was praised like this by Zhao Wujiang.

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You disappoint me very much, just like the condescending attitude of an elder to a younger generation, a master to a slave.

The Star Absorbing Technique! Anping roared in his heart, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and forcibly activated the one and a half moves he had learned. A violent suction force erupted from his hands. His long hair flew up, and his eyes were as red as blood.

"boom!"

Zhao Wujiang's face was expressionless, a big hand reached out and suddenly pinched Anping's throat.

Anping's offensive was immediately shattered. He looked horrified and stared at Zhao Wujiang in horror.

Zhao Wujiang slowly exerted force on his hands. Anping's mouth and nose turned purple, and blood began to flow from his mouth and nose.

"Brother Qi's body is withered, his neck bones are broken, and his Adam's apple is broken. Is this how Xuanyuan Yuheng did it at the beginning?" Zhao Wujiang's eyes were filled with golden light, full of killing intent. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely:

"You are so vulnerable!"

Anping's eyes were red and bulging. At this moment, he felt that Zhao Wujiang and his master had the same fierce aura, as if they were holding ants in their hands.

The Lord's... archenemy... Anping's eyes widened angrily, and he let out a whooshing sound from his throat.
Chapter completed!