So, he was chosen and mixed up with Yuan Shisanxian and others.

But I didn't expect that accidents would happen so frequently.

His face was gloomy and he glanced at Yuan Shisanxian.

Fortunately.

We have a master on our side.

Moreover, he is a long-established master with a long reputation.

Yuan Shisanxian is not the Great Compassion Zen Master.

This person is cruel and vicious and will never show mercy.

Even if that prince was a person with immortal bones like Yao Yue who held a heavenly sword, he could not escape death.

Yu Chuntong's face relaxed slightly, and a sneer appeared on his face.

After this battle, he will be the new master of the Dangerous City [Alliance].

"Bad guy!"

"Your Highness!"

Looking at Zhao Wuxian's tall back, Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes sparkled and they were so excited that they seemed to jump out of their chests.

Zhao Wuxian turned around when he heard that and looked at them. The two girls couldn't help themselves and came over to hug him, one on the left and one on the right.

There were traces of crystal tears in their bright eyes, which was really pitiful.

Zhao Wuxian's eyes softened and he said, "I'm back. I'm sorry to have made you worried."

Wang Yuyan came to her senses.

She suddenly thought of the current situation.

Zhao Wuxian really shouldn't have come back.

Her face was anxious, and she said quickly: "Bad guy, run away quickly, there is a master on the other side, and he is coming for you."

"Yes, Your Highness, let's go!" Mu Wanqing also said.

Grandmaster, so intimidating.

"Just a Grandmaster, nothing!"

He gently wiped away Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing's tears with his left hand and said with a smile: "Whoever dares to bully my two ladies, I will skin them alive."

Wang Yuyan felt relieved to see him like this.

After she burst into laughter, she looked bright and beautiful, her face flushed, and she said angrily, "Who is your wife?"

"How arrogant! You don't even take the Grandmaster seriously? Don't even think about escaping! You are dead! You actually cut off my arms. I want you dead!"

A sharp scream was heard.

Wen Xue'an stood up with a pale face. The blood from his broken arm had been sealed by him. His eyes were like those of a poisonous snake.

He was going crazy.

If a martial artist loses his arms, he will become a cripple and will never be able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

However, he has not despaired yet.

There is a piece of sacral bone on Wang Yuyan's body. If he could dig out her sacral bone, he could ask Yuan Shisanxian to help transplant it.

He can also reattach a broken arm.

The pain of a broken arm had driven Wen Xue'an a little crazy, but what made him even more furious was that these three people were still showing off their affection.

What the hell!

Murder and kill!

"Shut up! You deserve a slap in the face!"

Zhao Wuxian's expression turned cold.

He flashed in front of Wen Xue'an and slapped him.

There was a "pop" sound.

Wen Xuean was whipped sideways and flew out, a stream of blood spurting out of his mouth, streaking across the distance.

Chapter 43: Yuyan likes everything given by her husband Wuxian, even if it’s just a blade of grass!

Wen Xue'an was slapped and sent flying, rolling twice on the ground.

Zhao Wuxian stared at him and said coldly, "You've lived for so long, but you can't even read people's expressions. Have you lived like a dog?"

Wen Xue'an had lost his arms and could only crawl up with difficulty. He opened his mouth and spewed out seven or eight big teeth.

His mouth swelled up.

A clear red palm print can be seen.

He was not an ordinary man of the world, but the son of Wen Zhang, a high-ranking official in the imperial court, who was promoted along with Cai Jing.

He had been living a life of luxury since childhood, and was also extremely talented in martial arts, from which Yuan Shisan taught him everything he knew.

The nickname he gave himself was [Seventh in the World].

This shows this person's ambition and arrogance.

But now he is in such a miserable state. Not only did he break his arm, he was also slapped in the face?

unbearable.

He was already mad.

"How dare you hit me in the face? You've never even hit my father before!"

Wen Xue'an's eyes were bloodshot.

He turned around and yelled at Situ Can, Sima Fei, and Sikong Canfei, "You three losers, what are you still standing there for!"

His handsome face was distorted and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, like a ghost.

"Catch him for me, I'm going to skin him alive, eat his flesh and drink his blood!"

Situ Can, Sima Fei and Sikong Canfei looked at each other.

Although they are fellow disciples, Wen Xue'an's status is higher than theirs.

He is injured now.

If they don't take action, not only will Wen Xue'an be jealous, but Yuan Shisanxian will not let them off easily.

The three of them were in three directions and pressed forward tacitly.

"Just you?"

Zhao Wuxian's rage grew even stronger, but his eyes gradually grew colder, filled with murderous intent.

These three people practiced the "Great Opening and Closing Divine Art" and were considered to be experts who had made a name for themselves in the martial arts world.

But in Zhao Wuxian's eyes now, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

"You three, why don't you take action quickly? What are you hesitating about?"

Wen Xuean scolded harshly.

"Kill them for me!"

He found that Situ Can, Sima Fei and Sikong Canfei were moving forward.

But it wasn't going fast.

Every step I take feels like I am carrying the pressure of a mountain.

Moves slower than a snail.

"People in the arena involuntarily."

“But sometimes, you have to be diplomatic.”

After Yuan Shisan fell into the evil path, birds of a feather flock together, and most of the disciples he taught were insidious and cunning.

Wen Xue'an is stronger than them, but he was defeated by Zhao Wuxian. If they take action, wouldn't that be just asking for trouble?

Therefore, the three of them were not willing to really take action.

Even a glance from Zhao Wuxian was enough to make the three of them retreat instead of advancing.

Moreover, we have retreated further than we have advanced.

Wen Xue'an was speechless for a moment, his eyes red with anger.

There is only one green plant in his mind now.

Grass!

"Zhao Lang, the old guy is here, leave these people to us!" Wang Yuyan suddenly spoke.

Zhao Wuxian nodded slightly.

The reason why he did not attack Situ Can, Sima Fei, and Sikong Canfei was that he was locked by a fierce aura.

Yu Guangzhong, the tall Yuan Shisanxian, with his hands behind his back, was walking step by step from the post station a hundred feet away.

Xiao Jianseng, Wuqing, Lengxue and others couldn't stop him at all.

Because they were first stopped by Yuan Shisan's other six disciples, collectively known as "Liuhe Qinglong".

Yu Chuntong and other masters of the Alliance attacked together.

At the post station, there were flashes of swords and shadows, and the air was filled with murderous intent.

In fact.

Even if there were no "Liuhe Qinglong", Yu Chuntong and others.

Xiao Jianseng, Wuqing and others were unable to stop Yuan Shisanxian.

He came step by step.

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