Wuxia: I know a lot of martial arts

"Master, it's not good, there are many people outside, and they have almost killed our crossbowmen!" Sun Hui ran directly in the direction of Sun Yikui, shouting as he ran.

He looked so frightened and embarrassed.

Sun Yikui was so angry that his nose became crooked, feeling ashamed to have such a disciple.

We are both young people, why is the gap so big?

Look at Chu Tang and Feng Huang. They are both in their early twenties, but they are only in the sixth realm. However, they dare to pick up magic weapons and fight with the masters of the eighth realm. A little tricky.

And what about Sun Hui?

Just a moment ago, he went to help his own people in a high-profile and arrogant manner, and only a moment later he rushed in to ask for help as if running for his life. Comparing the two, the difference is too obvious, and it is really embarrassing!

Sun Yikui felt his face getting hot, and thought to himself why he was blind. He was actually satisfied with this apprentice before, thinking that this guy was only thirty years old and had perfect cultivation in the six realms, which made him look good.

Now it seems that compared with the two young people in front of him, they are really scum!

"Sun Hui, why are you panicking! Your master is here!" After Sun Yikui repelled the attacks of Feng Huang and Chu Tang with two punches, he turned around and yelled at the apprentice who came over in a panic, expressing great dissatisfaction.

"No, master..." Sun Hui didn't realize that he was being scolded at all, and kept flying over.

Soon, Sun Yikui understood why his apprentice was in such a miserable state——

They only heard the sound of shaking footsteps, and then, a large number of people walked around the niche and appeared in front of them.

One, two, three...ten...twenty...thirty...

It’s too late to count!

In an instant, over a hundred people poured in!

These people were all carrying bloody magic weapons, with high morale, shouting to fight and kill.

Chu Tang could see clearly that the third son of King Sui was at the forefront of these people.

At this time, Tang Ming's face was covered in blood, but his eyes were shining and his expression was excited, sweeping away the frustration just now.

"Huh? Marquis Weiyuan?" Fenghuang's surprised voice sounded.

Chu Tang followed her gaze and saw a majestic-looking middle-aged man standing next to Tang Ming, and behind him, there was a line of mighty soldiers.

It seems that this person is the protagonist who leads everyone to this place, not Tang Ming, the prince in name only.

This man was holding a spear and looked majestic and imposing.

"A marquis?" A burst of deeds and common knowledge about Dayao's court flashed through Chu Tang's mind.

It's a pity that he has never heard of this Weiyuan Marquis, but he knows that the Yao court does not grant marquisships except for military merit. If he can be a marquis, he must be a ruthless person who came out of the sea of ​​​​blood from the mountain of corpses.

"Miss Feng San?" Marquis Weiyuan also saw Feng Huang and Sun Yikui who was being attacked by her and another young man. He couldn't help but stepped forward and shouted, "Miss Feng, this is the thief who attacked the Ancestral Temple. The leader?"

Fenghuang quickly revealed the details of Sun Yikui.

Marquis Weiyuan said angrily: "What a thieves from the Sanhe Gang, he just wants to show off his power in Yongzhou, but he dares to come to Shendu to run wild! Third girl, please step back and let me meet him!"

Fenghuang shouted, "Marquis Weiyuan, these thieves have opened the basement of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. There are still thieves below. They... you go and stop them quickly!"

"Basement!" Weiyuan Hou was stunned at first, then startled, and his whole body became tense.

Obviously, as a marquis in the divine capital, he also had access to the secret levels of the Ancestral Temple's basement.

Marquis Weiyuan turned his head and looked to the side, and sure enough he saw a dark hole on the ground, and heard the faint sound of fighting below. His expression changed and he glanced at the three fighting men hesitantly. Fenghuang immediately understood and shouted: "Master Hou, don't worry about us, hurry up and stop the thief, the treasure... cannot be lost!"

"Okay!" Weiyuan Hou also became decisive and turned around and said to Tang Ming, "Third Prince, please lead some people to assist the third girl here! The others follow me!"

With that said, he led his soldiers and rushed to the entrance of the basement.

Sun Yikui was horrified when he saw this. He used all his strength to attack Feng Huang and Chu Tang, trying to escape and stop them.

However, these two people also knew that this was a critical and important moment, so they used all their strength and struggled to drag him to the spot.

"Sun Hui!" Sun Yikui yelled, "Stop them quickly! Don't ruin this big thing!"

When Sun Hui saw the look in his master's eyes that he wanted to eat him, his heart trembled. He had no choice but to look back and greet the remaining people. He waved to Marquis Weiyuan and shouted, "Kill! Kill me!"

As he said that, he led a few people forward as hard as they could.

"Thieves, don't even think about it!" Tang Ming waved his sword and led the people behind him to meet him.

The two gangs collided again, causing chaos on the scene.

There was no one to resist Weiyuan Hou and his party, and they quickly rushed to the entrance of the basement. Just as they were about to go down, several people flew up from the underground. All kinds of magic weapons and martial arts came out, and Weiyuan Hou and his party were forced back in an instant.

"Master of the Eighth Realm?!" As soon as they fought, Marquis Weiyuan's expression changed and he couldn't help shouting.

There were not many people coming up, but Weiyuan Hou and his entourage were unable to resist and flew back one after another.

Fortunately, they had a large number of people and a tacit understanding. When they formed a formation to fight against each other, they were able to fight equally well with those few people.

Another master of eight realms?

Chu Tang and Feng Huang looked at each other and felt like their heads were spinning.

Sun Yikui was obviously just a gatekeeper, and the Eighth Realm master who came up later obviously also played a gatekeeper role.

Two masters of the Eighth Realm are used to guard the door. What are the origins and identities of those people under the basement?

While the two of them hesitated, Sun Yikui came to his senses and laughed loudly: "Old Huang, you finally gave up! I thought you really wanted to see my old Sun's joke!"

The bearded man who was leading the fight with Marquis Weiyuan sneered: "Sun Yikui, you are so useless, an old man! You are asked to guard the entrance, and this is how you protect everyone? You can't even deal with a few juniors, you are simply embarrassing us. The faces of the heroes of Yongzhou!"

Sun Yikui just laughed and didn't refute.

Only those who have really fought against Chu Tang and Feng Huang know that you can't judge a book by its appearance, let alone underestimate the young people in the world - these two people are very difficult to deal with!

Even Sun Yikui, a master of the Eighth Realm, was unable to deal with the combined attacks of these two men.

On the other side, Marquis Weiyuan was shocked and angry: "Who are you? You came to the Ancestral Temple to act wild. Aren't you afraid that His Majesty will crush you to ashes?"

The big man with the beard chuckled and said: "Qin Wei, Qin Wei, you are so qualified as a royal dog! You have been impeached, and you were reprimanded by the emperor a few days ago, making you shut yourself up at home and think about your mistakes. Even he today You are not allowed to attend the birthday banquet held in the palace in the evening. You are so humiliated, and you are still loyal to him? Your Weiyuan Marquis Mansion is nearby, but we thought you would just watch the Ancestral Temple suffer and be indifferent!"

Marquis Weiyuan snorted coldly: "I, Qin Wei, are from a commoner background. I have no other abilities, but I have some strength. I was able to kill a few thieves in battle. Fortunately, the emperor valued me and promoted me repeatedly and made me a military lord. How can I be so kind? Don’t report! How can a place like the Imperial Ancestral Temple allow you to run wild! Who are you? Quickly report your name!”

Jie Jie, a big man with a beard, smiled strangely: "Yongzhou Huang Ping! Have you ever heard of grandpa's name?"

When Marquis Weiyuan heard this, he seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "Yongzhou murderer Huang Ping?!" (End of this chapter)