Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 38 Fighting Wang Bin

"Go to Jianjiafang City to see it. The second young master of the Wang family in the imperial city violently beat the young generation of the sword family. I heard that the champion of the previous city lord was slapped and vomited blood!"

"What, as expected of the young master of the imperial city, he actually directly attacked the Jian family's territory!"

"Go and see!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and some warriors around were drawn by curiosity.

At the corner, Jian Fengyun frowned, and followed the flow of the crowd towards his own square market.

"Boss, don't be impulsive, I" Wang Chuyuan on the side quickly followed Jian Fengyun's footsteps and tried to persuade him.

However, Jian Fengyun walked hurriedly as if he didn't hear it.

Soon everyone came to the Jian family's square market, and saw that many Jian family guards had gathered in the square city, and several stalls had been affected, and Jian Qiuping was in the middle of the street.

"I said that your sword family is still rubbish. No matter whether it is a guard or a disciple, no one can survive ten moves under this young master. I advise you to hand over the body of the holy soul, otherwise it will not be good. Die!"

Outside the circle, Jian Fengyun heard the unruly words of the young man in the circle who was wearing a green robe and a silver crown on his head.

The body of the holy soul!It's Cher!

Jian Fengyun reacted in an instant, and the sword energy poured out of his body, directly pushing the crowded warriors around to both sides, and walked forward.

"There's a good show to watch!"

The magic dog on Wang Chuyuan's shoulder rolled its eyes.

"What a show, don't you worry that the boss will be in danger!"

Wang Chuyuan followed Jian Fengyun forward and said in a low voice.

"There is nothing to worry about. If that guy activates the power of the formation, none of the people here will be his opponent!"

The god dog lazily raised his dog's paw, and combed the gray hair on his hand.

Formation?

Wang Chuyuan had a strange look on his face. He didn't expect that the formation formed by his boss would be so powerful. No one present was his opponent!

There is a master in the Lingfu realm beside Wang Bin, but he is no match for him!
"You're dreaming, Jian Xueer is a member of the young patriarch of my Jian family, a member of my Jian family, no one can take her away!"

Just as Jian Fengyun walked to the inner circle, Jian Qiuping's voice sounded.

I saw that several guards of the Jian family had been seriously injured and fell on the ground. Jian Qiuping was also bleeding from the corner of his mouth, protecting a girl in white behind him.

"Brother Jianshan, Master Qiuping, let's go, these people are too powerful!" The girl in white said with tears in her eyes.

"Miss Xue'er, since you belong to the young patriarch, we will not give up on you!"

"Miss Xue'er, don't worry, someone has already informed the patriarch and elders, they will be here soon!"

Several Jian family disciples around Jian Qiuping wiped off the blood from the corners of their mouths, and said respectfully to the girl behind him.

"I don't know how to live or die, even if everyone in your Jian family is here, I can still deal with you, a bunch of trash!"

Facing the members of the Jian Family, Wang Bin sneered.

"Yes, then I will teach you how to be a man!"

A voice suddenly broke the peace in the circle.

I saw a figure of a boy in white, stepping into the circle, one step, two steps like a stroll in the garden, the boy's face was calm.

The young man's robe was slightly blown by the breeze, and everyone in the Sword Family was stunned for an instant, and they all spoke out in unison.

"Young patriarch!"

Not far away, the girl in white clothes burst into tears when she saw the boy, and ran over quickly.

"Master."

"Don't be afraid, the young master is here!"

Jian Fengyun gently hugged the girl into his arms, patted her head tenderly, and said.

"Jian Fengyun, he is Jian Fengyun, Jian Fengyun, the one who killed the elder Keqing at the peak of the Yu family's Lingyuan realm at the peak of the spiritual energy realm!"

Some foreign warriors around were surprised when they saw Jian Fengyun.

"You are Jian Fengyun, Jing'er's favorite?" Wang Bin looked at Jian Fengyun coldly and said.

"You are Wang Bin, who injured my clansman and wanted to take Xue'er away?" Jian Fengyun held the woman in his arms and looked back coldly.

"Hmph, since you came up to seek death by yourself, I will help you!" Wang Bin's expression turned cold instantly.

As he said that, he waved his hand, and a silver-white spear appeared in his hand. Weird and mysterious runes were engraved on the spear, making the whole spear look very dazzling.

"Tianxuan Thunder Silver Spear, hitting the enemy will bring lightning damage. I didn't expect Wang Bin to even take out this kind of spiritual weapon!"

Several warriors from the imperial city recognized Wang Bin's spear and said in shock,

It is a top-grade spiritual weapon of the Xuan rank, and it is engraved with a first-level lightning inscription.

Jian Fengyun instantly saw through the mystery of this long spear.

"Die, Tianxuan battle gun!" Wang Bin growled.

The next moment, a tyrannical aura of the late stage of the spirit realm erupted from his body, and silver-white spiritual power was poured into the spear.

The shadow of the gun flashed, and a thunderbolt spread over the spear, and a thunderous thunder burst in the air.

Wang Bin jumped up and threw his spear at Jian Fengyun.

The tyrannical momentum rushed to the surroundings, causing the surrounding warriors to take a few steps back.

"Sky Profound Battle Spear, the best spiritual skill of the mysterious rank, this is the Wang family's township profound skill, I heard that it was given to them by His Majesty Tian Yang!"

The warriors from the imperial city looked shocked.

"The way of the emperor's sword!"

Jian Fengyun gently pushed the girl in his arms away, and then formed seals with both hands, and punched one after another spells into the air.

In an instant, Jian Fengyun's sword essence gushed out like a spring, and his aura rose steadily.

Nine illusory long swords flashed in the air, and the swords rang.

"The way of the emperor's sword, it turned out to be the way of the emperor's sword!"

An unremarkable old man behind Wang Bin couldn't hide the horror in his eyes.

"Is this His Majesty Tianyang's Emperor's Sword?" The warriors around were stunned, and their expressions froze for a moment.

But Wang Chuyuan who was outside the battle circle seemed to think of something, his eyes were horrified, and he said blankly: "How is it possible, the boss is only at the spiritual level, how can he know the way of the emperor's sword? What is his relationship with His Majesty Tianyang?"

Some foreign warriors around were stunned. When have they seen this kind of open and close, imposing spiritual skills?All eyes widened and their minds went blank.

"boom!"

Nine illusory long swords hit Wang Bin's long spear, and the long spear was sent flying directly. The spirit sword shot straight at Wang Bin's chest like the wind.

"How can it be?" Wang Bin was horrified, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Keng!Keng!Keng!
The few remaining spirit swords landed on Wang Bin's body, but they were all blocked by a pair of silver-white battle armor. Waves of spiritual power flashed on the battle armor, unexpectedly blocking the killing blow.

Wang Bin's body was blasted to the ground, but the strong defensive power of the battle armor kept him uninjured.

"Tianling Battle Armor, the best Xuan-rank battle armor, I heard that it is engraved with very powerful defensive inscriptions, warriors below the Spirit Mansion Realm can't break through the defense of the battle armor at all!"

Some knowledgeable people around exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)