Chapter 1455

The speed of cold awn was too fast. The five disciples didn't react at all. Their five arms rose to the sky with sad blood.

Wu Yerong's pretty face changed greatly, her beautiful eyes twinkled, and said coldly, "who is it? How dare you be so presumptuous."

"As the master of Wu Youjing, Shengwu sect is so unreasonable. Don't you give people the right to talk?"

A slow voice came slowly, and a tall and straight posture came at the corner of the restaurant.

When they looked, they saw a simple and honest young man walking slowly with a smile in his eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of our Shengwu sect?"

Wu Yerong's beautiful eyes are full of bad colors, but he doesn't dare to act rashly. This son can instantly break the right arm of the five disciples. His strength is not weak, far beyond the general high-level imperial realm.

Other people in the restaurant also looked at the mediocre young man in front of them curiously and whispered.

"It's not that I meddle in the affairs of your shengwuzong, but that you've gone too far." Zhuo Wen smiled and said nothing salty.

"Too much? Shengwu city was built by our Shengwu sect. Here, Shengwu sect is above everyone. Here, our Shengwu sect is heaven. Who dares to resist?"

When Wu Yerong said this, she raised her head and raised her chest. There was a proud look in her beautiful eyes. There was a giant like shengwuzong. In addition, she was the daughter of marquis Wu. Who dared not obey her here.

As soon as this remark came out, many martial artists in the restaurant were in an uproar, but they all dared to be angry. After all, Wu Yerong is the daughter of marquis Wu. Who dares to provoke.

Pop!

As soon as the voice fell, a crisp slap rang out, and then the whole restaurant fell into silence.

I saw Wu Yerong covering some redness and swelling, staring at the young man in front of me. After a short pause, Wu Yerong suddenly screamed and waved her jade hand. The silver whip was like a silver snake, plundering towards Zhuo Wen's key.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were slightly coagulated. As soon as he grabbed it with his right hand, he directly grabbed the silver soft whip in his hand.

"What?"

Wu Yerong's face is shocking. The silver soft whip is a high-level imperial weapon with great power. This person actually grabbed it in his hand with his bare hands. Is this flesh too terrible?

Pop!

Zhuo Wen didn't bother to pay attention to Wu Yerong who fell into madness. His backhand slapped again, and another crisp slap rang out. The terrible force almost dazzled the mind of Wu Yerong fan, and his mind was not clear.

The restaurant was very quiet. Everyone looked at the young man in front of him strangely. He was really bold. He was so unscrupulous in Shengwu city and slapped the daughter of the marquis.

"Asshole, let go of Miss Wu."

The five men whose arms were severed all glared and wanted to go forward desperately, but they were stunned by Zhuo Wen's eyes and didn't dare to move at will.

As for the other shengwuzong woman on the wine table, she was already frightened and stunned over there. She didn't know what to do.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Wu Yerong repressed her voice and said with a trace of tears.

She is the daughter of marquis Wu. No one has dared to beat her like this since she was young. She feels extremely wronged in her heart.

Although she wanted to break the damn guy in front of her, she also knew it was useless. She was too strong.

"Nothing? My name is he Wen. I'm a free cloud and wild crane in Wuyou territory. I've been closed for decades. Not long after I left the customs, I've heard that Wu zhantian, the son of marquis Wu, is the first genius in Wuyou territory, but he doesn't agree." Zhuo Wen said faintly.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar. Zhuo Wen's remark was obvious. He did not agree that wuzhantian was the first genius in Wuyou territory. At the same time, he also pointed out that he was a hidden warrior in Wuyou territory.

Hidden martial arts exist in every secluded place. Most of these martial arts do not want to fall into the dispute of the world of mortals. They are relieved to develop their own forces and are extremely low-key.

But low-key does not mean that others have poor strength, but it has not been revealed.

At the thought of this, many martial artists around also understand that the reason why the young man is so light in front of him is that the hidden forces behind him are not weak.

"What do you mean? Do you want to challenge my big brother?" Wu Yerong said strangely.

"Why not? The first genius should be the strongest? My age is not much different from that Wu zhantian, and my strength is good. I challenge that Wu zhantian and defeat him. The first genius should belong to me." Zhuo Wen said proudly.

As soon as this remark came out, many martial artists around showed strange colors. Although the young man looked a little unfathomable, there was still a gap compared with the martial war sky.

Wu zhantian, the son of marquis Wu, is the most powerful genius of Shengwu sect. In fact, his power is much more terrible than that of song Xuan. It is said that he is infinitely close to Xuansheng. Generally, Xuansheng can't kill Wu zhantian.

It can be seen that the terror of Wu zhantian can escape in the hands of saints without entering saints. It absolutely needs the strength against heaven.

Wu Yerong was stunned and said with a contemptuous smile: "are you talking nonsense? My eldest brother's strength is comparable to that of ordinary Xuansheng. What are you? Dare to challenge him? He is really an ignorant man without fear."

Pop!

Zhuo Wen was not polite. He slapped Wu Yerong again and said faintly, "what am I? If you don't want to be slapped, I think you'd better talk in your head next."

The crisp slap once again attracted the attention of many people, especially when they saw Wu Yerong's almost high and bulging face, they all had corner of their eyes twitching.

But more people are secretly thumbing up. Relying on the identity of the daughter of marquis Wu, Wu Yerong is unruly and domineering in Shengwu City, covering the sky with one hand.

Many people in Shengwu city don't like this woman. If it weren't for the reason of Shengwu sect, someone would have come out to slap her.

Wu Yerong no longer dared to talk disorderly and lowered her head silently, but her beautiful eyes flashed the color of resentment.

Today, being slapped in the face in full view of the public is an unspeakable shame for her.

"Since you recognize your eldest brother Wu zhantian so much, let's call him out and have a competition. I'll see if the first genius really deserves his name."

Zhuo Wen stood proudly, his eyes burst out with a strong fine awn, which can't be forced.

"This son is really brave to challenge Wu zhantian. Although Wu zhantian has not yet become a saint, his strength is particularly terrible."

People were shocked. The name of wuzhantian shocked the whole wuyoujing. Few people didn't know the of wuzhantian. Moreover, this son is indeed a true saint Wuzong and the first genius of wuyoujing.

It can even be said that Wu zhantian's fame in Jiuyou territory is similar to that in Huangyou territory. Although they have never fought, they are often compared.

Of course, in addition to these two, the first genius of other secluded places is also extremely terrible. For example, Yang Yi of the divine secluded place feels like deep water.

Zhuo Wen did not pay attention to the comments of the people around him, but left the restaurant with Wu Yerong and walked towards Shengwu sect in the center of Shengwu city.

"There's a good play. It seems that this son really intends to provoke wuzhantian and even the whole shengwuzong."

Zhuo Wen's action immediately affected the hearts of many martial artists and followed them one after another.

"No, he Wen is too brave to despise our Shengwu sect and even carry Miss Wu like this."

The five male disciples with broken arms have stopped the wound of the broken arm. Looking at the Wu Yerong who was taken away, their faces changed greatly and followed one after another.

In the huge square in front of shengwuzong, Zhuo Wentang and the emperor walked to the square with Wu Yerong.

"Eh? Isn't this Wu Yerong, the daughter of marquis Wu? Why is it mentioned like this?"

"Who is this son? How dare you be so disrespectful to the daughter of marquis Wu. Don't you want to live?"

“……”

There were a lot of people in the square. When Zhuo Wen came here, he immediately became the focus of attention. After all, the Wu coconut Rong Zhuo Wen was carrying was a well-known role.

"How brave! It's presumptuous to be so rude to Miss Wu."

Soon, a team dressed in shengwuzong's uniform came to the square, headed by a 30-year-old man.

In particular, seeing the Wu Yerong in Zhuo Wen's hand, he was even more angry. He stepped in one step, threw his long gun in his hand, and plundered Zhuo Wen's key like an arrow.

The man followed closely, and the imperial power of the eight fold imperial territory rolled down, making many people in the square look in awe.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen punched out, and the long gun was blasted directly. Then his fist did not change, and directly hit the man's arm.

Click!

The sound of bone fracture sounded, and the man screamed. His right hand was irregularly twisted, flew out of the ground and hit the ground.

Eight emperors' territory, kill every second with one move.

Many martial artists in the square looked at this scene were stunned, and even many didn't respond.

"My goal today is Wu zhantian. My name is he Wen. I come from the hidden land of Wu Youjing. I haven't been out of the pass long."

"It's said that the first genius of wuyoujing is called wuzhantian, and he's not so famous. So I'm here to ask for advice to see if this wuzhantian really lives up to his name."

Zhuo Wen jumped up and suspended over the square, and a powerful holy power filled the square, making the whole square fall into a moment of stagnation.

"What a powerful pressure. This son is also a semi saint. He is so young that he has cultivated a semi saint. No wonder he wants to challenge the martial arts day."

"I didn't expect that the hidden forces could cultivate such a talent. It's really a coincidence. I just don't know how much chance this son has to win compared with the martial war heaven."

"I'm afraid it's not a good chance to win. It's said that Wu zhantian has mastered the power of three laws. He is a genius of Shengwu sect. However, marquis Wu has devoted countless blood to cultivate him. His combat power is extremely terrible, which can't be compared by this young man."

"You're right, Wu zhantian's combat power is really terrible..."