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Chapter 47
Yan Nu is acting according to the plan, and is still thinking about how to deal with it.

However, the moves of this family's younger generation of talents are really exquisite.

Suddenly slipping, taking advantage of Yan Nu's inattention, he died behind him.

Everything happened too fast.

In an instant, the audience fell into dead silence.

Standing behind the stage with his hands behind his back, Zhang Feng, who was delighted to have won another champion, his smile instantly stiffened as if he had been slapped against the wall.

The rangers were also as dull as wood carvings, staring straight at the slimy corpse.

Huang Banyun was even more tense in an instant, his toes were bent to grasp the ground.

The atmosphere at the scene was frozen as if everyone had stopped breathing.

In the end, it was Yan Nu who broke the silence first.

"I really didn't mean it." Yan Nu felt wronged.

"..." Feng Laogui stopped thinking.

In fact, Yan Nu is very good. If he doesn't use the violent bombardment, people can show him so that he can't touch the hem of his clothes.

Taihuang Baiyu Kung Fu counterattacks automatically, which is not strong at first, but the stress and touch of 170 years of kung fu is not something ordinary people can touch porcelain.

However, it is still a cold and soft zhenqi... Even if the young man practiced the Zhongzheng zhenqi, he would not die if he fell directly into the sea.

Only blame, Yan Nu doesn't know martial arts.

"Nephew..." Zhang Feng finally came to his senses, and called out to the young man on the ring with a trembling voice.

However, that young man, already being accelerated by the force of his feminine palm, cut off his meridians, his qi and blood flowed backwards, and his seven orifices bleed to death.

He was furious, the Zhang family recruited soldiers, and the younger generation of talents also joined the army. They were about to accomplish something in this troubled world, and they died like this?
Yan Nu also said that it was not intentional, who can believe that?
Who dares to say that it is useless to use all its strength to kill a first-class master!
In fact, if the fight was inextricable, and he missed a moment and killed someone, Zhang Feng could bear it, and he would take the opportunity to subdue a fierce general by using both kindness and force.

In this way, although the Zhang family lost a young talent, they also gained a stronger talent.

But the situation just now, how could it be a miss?
From Zhang Feng's point of view, it was more like Yan Nu was hit with a palm on purpose, so as to fight against his internal strength.

Then he took advantage of the situation to fight back with all his strength, using subtle means to shock people to death.

what is this?This is a trap!This has been planned for a long time!
"Dog thing, dare to make dirty tricks!"

With a swipe, Zhang Feng jumped onto the ring, and the real air flow could be seen on the surface of his body, which was a three-element tempered body.

Cang Langlang pulled out his sword, the edge of the sword lit up with a blue light, and a three-foot sword glow spread out, condensing and not dispersing!
"Speak! Who sent you here!"

Zhang Fengxun thought that since it had been planned for a long time, someone must have assigned him to take the opportunity to kill the Zhang family's talents in the arena.

However, Yan Nu said helplessly: "I went to the arena to gain your attention and let you entertain me in the tent..."

Zhang Feng laughed back angrily: "Kill my nephew, and still want me to treat you to dinner?"

"...Do you think I still have a chance?" Yan Nu stared calmly.

"It's late!" Zhang Feng's eyes were cold.

He stabbed straight with the sword, determined to injure Yan Nu severely first, dragged him into the dungeon and tortured him slowly.

The cyan sword light drew a straight trajectory in the air, and then burst out the goose-shaped sword energy, blocking all Yannu's dodging angles.

"boom!"

The arena shattered, and the powerful shock wave expanded instantly.

Zhang Feng only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a hand had already appeared in front of him.

Everyone saw that Yan Nu burst out with astonishing vigor, suddenly rushed two feet, killed Zhang Feng's side, and slammed out a terrifying punch.

"It's over!" This was Zhang Feng's last thought.

At this moment, there are only enlarged fists and terrifying shock waves in front of him.

Then, the fist stopped in front of him.

It turned out that Yan Nu burst forward again, trying to kill Zhang Feng and slow down at the same time.

In an instant, Zhang Feng felt a roar in his head, his eyes went dark, his feet left the ground, and his body flew upside down involuntarily.

The whole person seemed to be blown by the wind, and he did dozens of backflips in a row, crossing away.

The turbulent air waves swept out for several feet, spreading forward in a fan-shaped strong wind visible to the naked eye.

Huang Banyun standing behind Zhang Feng was also affected.

He first jumped up, flew back a few feet, then sank at the waist, retreated tens of steps in a row, and finally stopped with his foot against the city wall.

Looking aside, Zhang Feng had already slapped hard on the base of the city wall, and the wall was covered with red cracks, like blood-soaked spider webs.

After a while, there was blood coming from the crack.

"hiss!"

The rangers present had their scalps numb and broke out in cold sweat.

Their eyes were almost popping out, staring at Yan Nu who was still slipping backwards while maintaining his punching posture.

Yan Nu plowed out three feet before standing still.

"This, this, this!"

"A shocking warrior?"

The rangers can't even speak well. In their opinion, what is it not to be a shocking warrior if you kill a top expert with one punch?
At this time, Yan Nu's hair was flying up, his clothes were trembling violently, and the violent whirlwind was blowing all over his body.

"Could it be that in the legend...the aura soars to the sky, the vision hangs from the sky, and the dragon and the tiger meet?"

"Has he already quenched his body with five elements?"

Most of them are low-rate, some are third-rate, and there are very few second-rate masters.

Seeing Yannu's arrogance, they had no insight, and even suspected that this was the so-called 'powerful like a dragon and a tiger'.

"Bullshit five-element tempered body! He doesn't even have a two-element!"

"This kid just has too much qi! Now you can't continue, shoot the arrow!"

A middle-aged scribe with a white face and beardless face was full of shock and anger. He could see that Yan Nu was just too angry, but he didn't know how much.

Some forces will use special methods to cultivate freaks with hundreds of years of skill.

Wang Siwen, the number one in the world back then, had 500 years of skill, not only that, but he also tempered his body with five yuan, which is already frighteningly strong, and he was still a member of Swift Sword Villa, who learned the incredible 'Sudden Sword Art', Only then did he kill the six immortals with one sword, which is known as "immortals live forever and I am invincible".

In comparison, Yan Nu didn't have any dual-element quenching body. Although he had a lot of true energy, it was wasting a lot. Fighting with an army may not be impossible to kill him.

The school yard in the east of the city, located on the inner edge of the city, is surrounded by an urn.

Except for the stairs and battlements that go up the city wall, there are only two small city gates for the outward passage.

In addition to the hundreds of Rangers and Xiangyong who came to apply for the draft, there were also [-] elite soldiers in armor.

On the city wall, there are two hundred archers.

The middle-aged scribe forced himself to be calm, and immediately ordered people to shoot arrows.

"Clusters!"

As the rain of arrows fell, Yan Nu's energy surged again, forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye to vibrate outward.

"Forgive me!"

"none of my business!"

"I'm just here to make a living."

The rangers were also affected by the rain of arrows and wanted to flee.

But the exit has been blocked by elite soldiers, and upon closer inspection, all of them are third-rate warriors.

"Kill!" This army formed an army formation, full of murderous aura, advancing step by step.

There are elite soldiers in the front and Yan slaves in the back, and the rangers are caught in the middle, extremely helpless.

And at this moment, Yan Nu stepped forward with a step forward, fists backward.

The body suddenly turned red, like a soldering iron, until it shone brightly.

"The Zhang family kneels, those who surrender get down on the ground, and those who desperately block me!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole person charged like a meteorite, and the airflow behind him was like flying wings.

Seeing this scene, everyone was terrified, what is this?He is a monster!

The middle-aged scribe was shocked, he didn't know how to tell the difference, he was really angry.

"Block! Stop him!" The middle-aged scribe ordered again and again.

The rangers ignored him and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Five hundred elite soldiers, although they were strictly disciplined, their scalps were numb, and they did not dare to fight hard, so they spread out to both sides.

In an instant, the team kept moving sideways, forming two phalanxes on the left and right, vacating the middle position.

However, Yan Nu didn't stab at all, halfway through the flight, he actually started to spin around!
"Hoohoo!"

Yan Nu stretched out his arms, drew red arcs, and instantly blasted energy from both sides of his body, causing himself to spin in a spiral.

At the same time, a stream of water descended from the sky, which caused the rattan armor to secrete oil, and instantly ignited a fire on its body.

And that stream of water also transpired into steam, expanding violently.

Yannu drives the flames and steam with his vigor, forming a whirlwind of flames soaring into the sky.

"Ah?" The face of the elite soldier who was still murderous just now changed drastically.

In a hurry, they formed an army formation, and they couldn't escape very far. Most of them were involved in the rapidly approaching flame spinning top in front of them.

"boom!"

A rock suddenly stood in front of him, blocking Yan Nu, causing him to slam into it hard.

Under the astonishing collision, the shock wave was further aroused, engulfing the gravel in all directions.

The blazing flames, scorching water vapor, and the sweeping gravel and smoke all strangled the warriors of the Zhang family together for a moment.

A person rolled over and was blown away with flames, and the armor and flesh on his body bloomed like flowers.

The center of the collision can be described as turbulent.

It lasted for several breaths before slowly dissipating.

In the aftermath of the whirlwind, Yan Nu was covered in tatters, with loose hair and bare feet.

He penetrated the smoke and dust, and walked out slowly.

"You... are you a bald Yake?"

The middle-aged scribe's face changed again and again, almost distorted.Who else would attack the Zhang family army these days, but the bald family?
Seeing Yannu's combat power, he suddenly remembered the terrifying Battle of Jishui in the north.

I thought it was an exaggerated legend of the defeated army, but now I feel that it may be true.

"The bald man actually called here? Why is there no news at all..."

"Why didn't the alarm bell go off?"

The middle-aged scribe trembled and turned his head to run.

But from the passage behind him, two groups of rattan armored soldiers with stiff and cold expressions suddenly walked in, blocking the way.

Looking at the city wall again, the archers who fired arrows fell down at some point.

And the alarm bell was tightly entangled by a vine.

"what……"

"There are monks!"

Seeing this scene, the people present were all shocked.

Some monks took down the Urn City regardless of the mortal fire?

In the north, some monsters joined forces with barbarians to attack cities and territories.Baldness, really Baldness is here!
"you you you……"

Seeing that the middle-aged scribe couldn't run away, Yan Nu approached step by step, and finally couldn't bear the pressure.

He hurriedly knelt down: "I am the Sima of Zhang's rear army, and I am in charge of the defenders in the city. I am willing to vote for the bald family to become a king!"

"Please spare your life! Your Highness, please spare your life!"

Yan Nu stopped, looked left and right, turned around and left.

The middle-aged scribe was overjoyed, and quickly stood up and followed behind.

Seeing that Yan Nu walked towards the other remaining warriors who were not involved in the whirlwind of fire, the middle-aged scribe shouted: "I still don't pay homage to His Royal Highness Prince of the Bald Clan!"

The remaining warriors no longer dared to fight anymore, seeing that the superiors had surrendered, they could only kneel down and bow their heads.

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　PS: sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)