Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 762 The Unexpected Person
Fang Wuhui stood holding the gun, quietly standing on the ring, his face as calm as stagnant water, without any waves.

Zeng Wenyu was also amazed at the fighting power of the two, took a deep breath, and said, "Fang Wuhui won, but is there anyone willing to fight?"

Gui Yishan, who was seriously injured, was angry and remorseful in his heart. If he had agreed to Fang Wuhui's conditions from the beginning, he would be the one standing on the ring and looking down upon the others. Lost.

But the defeat was a foregone conclusion. Right now, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he walked off the ring tremblingly, was supported by Tai Zhengping, and disappeared into the crowd.

"If no one is willing to fight, I only want the eyes of the real dragon. This fight has nothing to do with marriage!" Fang Wuhui said.

"presumptuous!"

Zeng Wenyu, who was high in the sky, yelled angrily, and said: "This ring is a competition ring for recruiting relatives. Those who go to the ring are here for the purpose of recruiting relatives, otherwise they will be provoking the rules of the Great Xia."

Fang Wuhui didn't look at Zeng Wenyu, just stood quietly on the ring, not even paying attention to Emperor Yu, let alone Da Xia Zeng Wenyu's warning, who is he, he is Fang Wuhui, he just be yourself.

A gloomy glint flashed in Zeng Wenyu's pupils, but it disappeared quickly. After all, Fang Wuhui didn't really step off the ring. At least, at this moment, he didn't break Daxia's rules.

He looked towards the high platform and shouted again: "Is there anyone willing to fight?"

In Qing Baili's heavy eyes, a strong fighting spirit bloomed. On Fang Wuhui's body, he felt an unprecedented pressure. Even if he played, it would be difficult to win.

He really wanted to try Fang Wuhui's fighting power and fight with it with all his strength, but this was a martial arts competition and he would not go up to it, but he had already made up his mind to fight Fang Wuhui privately after the meeting was over.

"There are so many heroes in the world. I thought that the five handsome men of the Xia Dynasty were nothing more than a vain reputation. It seems that my vision is limited." Nangong Chuzhan came out, his face was a little helpless, but more determined.

He looked at the distraught Nangong Shiyin, his eyes were full of love and pity, then he looked away, looked at Fang Wuhui on the ring, and said: "Brother Fang's strength is really unexpected, please enlighten me."

"Haha, it's really lively. The four masters of the Great Xia, the seven masters of the fairy sword, and the seven stars of the Big Dipper have gathered more than half of them. Such a grand event, how could I be missing."

Just when Nangong Chu was about to step onto the arena, suddenly the wind blew up and the sky changed color and became gloomy. The man appeared on the ring.

He looked at Fang Wuhui with a smile, his eyes fell on the lock-locking sharp gun in his hand, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "That's right, this trip will get you two treasures, it's a worthwhile trip."

The sudden appearance of this person surprised everyone.

"Who is this person, Qixiu or Qixing?"

"Absolutely not someone from Seven Talents."

"It's not a person of Seven Stars either."

"Who is that?"

"Could it be Liang Wenyao? I heard that Liang Wenyao had announced long ago that he would participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. Daxia has never found him. Could it be that he changed his appearance and came to compete?"

"Impossible, looking at his realm, it seems that he has just broken through to Emperor Zun."

……

There was a lot of discussion around, all guessing the identity of the unexpected person.

Although not all the seven swordsmen and the Big Dipper were present, the young heroes of the two domains all denied his identity, so most people guessed that this person was transformed by Liang Wenyao.

But Mo Chen knew that this person could be Liang Wenyao.

Nangong Hongzhen also knew about it, so he asked, "Who are you?"

The man in the gray and white clothes struggled to look away from the magic gun in Fang Wuhui's hand, looked at Nangong Hongzhen indifferently, and said with a light smile, "I am just a small warrior. There is a competition to recruit relatives, so come to join in the fun."

Zeng Wenyu snorted coldly: "The martial arts competition has its own rules. Your identity is unknown and you haven't signed up. What qualifications do you have?"

The man in gray and white clothes smiled lightly, and said: "Why, are you afraid that I will win the championship, and want to clean me up in advance? Could it be that Daxia's martial arts competition recruits relatives to be the default champion? That's a fart."

"hiss!"

Many people around were secretly gasping for air, daring to say the word "fart" in front of the Lord of Great Xia, they really didn't know how to live or die in front of him.

"You think too highly of yourself." Fang Wuhui snorted coldly, as if he didn't pay attention to the other party, he raised his spear horizontally, pointed directly at the other party, a fighting spirit accompanied by heroism, went straight to the sky.

For some reason, when he saw this person, he couldn't calm down, and the vitality in his body began to fluctuate involuntarily, that power was like a lurking beast, ready to burst out at any time.

Many warriors around felt Fang Wuhui's tyrannical aura, and took two steps back in shock. This monstrous aura had never appeared before even in the battle against Gui Yishan. Obviously, Fang Wuhui's fighting power , not all broke out yet.

"Haha, it's really interesting."

With a teasing smile in his eyes, the man in gray and white clothes looked at Fang Wuhui coldly, and said, "If you think highly of yourself, you will find out if you try it. Come on, let me see if you have any strength." What a strong strength, and, remember, my name is Long Yan."

Long Yan?

Everyone quickly thought about the name, but found that in their memory, there was no young hero named Long Yan.

Nangong Hongzhen said softly: "What do you think of your Longyan?"

"How?" Mo Chen frowned, couldn't help shaking his head for the first time, and said: "It's so weird, even I can't see through it, it gives people an unfathomable feeling, if Fang Wuhui fights with him, I'm afraid it's dangerous."

Nangong Hongzhen nodded and said: "It's really weird, and I can't see through it. It's hard to imagine that a warrior who has just entered Emperor Zun would give me this feeling. If Fang Wuhui also loses, then in the field, I'm afraid Only you can win."

Mo Chen looked at him sideways, and said, "What do you mean, who wants me to be your son-in-law?"

Nangong Hongzhen said: "The origin of this Longyan is unknown, do you want me to accept a son-in-law of unknown origin?"

Marriage is also a matter of great importance. Of course Nangong Hongzhen does not want to find a son-in-law of unknown origin. Moreover, he is such a powerful son-in-law. An unknown wolf?

Mo Chen turned his head to the side and ignored Nangong Hongzhen's words.

"I can feel that you are weird, and you must have a lot of cards, right?" Fang Wuhui's magic gun in Fang Wuhui's hand glowed faintly, and the hidden power could explode at any time.

Everyone couldn't help feeling dizzy, although they didn't know who Long Yan was, but they dared to stand in the ring, they naturally had their own cards, isn't this nonsense.

Long Yan nodded with a smile, without vetoing it, said: "Yes, I do have a lot of cards, and many of them can blind your eyes, but you can't force me to use all of my cards, against you, [-]% strength, sufficient."

Fang Wuhui turned cold, and snorted, "It's crazy, besides him, you are the craziest person I've ever seen."

"Oh, is there anyone crazier than me in this world?" Long Yan became curious.

The momentum on the arena was gradually chilling, making many warriors around a little breathless, but the two on the arena were lucky enough to start chatting, like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, chatting and spanking.

If it weren't for that lingering aura, everyone would think they were friends.

Fang Wuhui looked at Mo Chen on the high platform indifferently, causing Long Yan's gaze to follow closely. In those breezy eyes, he shrank slightly, and a gleam of brilliance suddenly appeared.

"It's useless to talk too much. I came here today because of that thing, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected joy." Long Yan withdrew his gaze, looked at Fang Wuhui coldly, and said, "When I defeat you, then It's mine."

"That depends on your ability." Fang Wuhui said with full fighting spirit.

Long Yan was not polite, stomping the sole of his foot, it turned into a stream of light and bullied him, Fang Wuhui pointed his spear, and the condensed gun light whizzed out, turning into a scorching light net, covering Long Yan.

Long Yan's body kept flickering in the air, unexpectedly dodged the nets of light strangely, and fell into the air with a punch.

Everyone stared at Long Yan without blinking, trying to get a clue from his martial arts and body skills.

However, to their disappointment, they only felt that Long Yan's movement and martial arts were very exquisite, but they couldn't see the slightest clue, and they couldn't see the identity of the opponent from it.

"Is that all you have? It's not enough to defeat me."

During the battle, the blood in Fang Wuhui's body continued to burn, and the divine power of the ancient orcs continued to burst out, shaking the light curtains around the ring constantly, and the color of the light curtains was also constantly changing, showing a purple light.

"It's such a powerful combat power that it has pushed the defense of the ring to the strongest."

The purple light curtain represents the highest level of defense in the arena. If the power within it increases again, it can shatter the defense of the arena. The terrible aftermath will directly cover the palace square, and the emperor will fight, and the sky will fall apart.

A smile appeared on the corner of Long Yan's mouth, and said: "I just want to play with you, do you think you are strong?"

Long Yan raised his hand, tapped lightly, a brilliance slipped down, and a phantom of a long sword suddenly condensed in front of him, slashing towards Fang Wuhui in the air.

From the beginning to the end, Long Yan's movements are clean and neat, absolutely not sloppy, every move is very simple, but it gives people a pleasing feeling.

"boom!"

When the Xu sword fell, the space was blown apart, and there was a clanging sound from the hard arena, as if it was about to be blown apart, Fang Wuhui tapped his toes and dodged, looking very casual.

Long Yan's figure took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, his steps were also relaxed and casual. On the entire ring, afterimages suddenly appeared one after another.

Without the strength above the middle-level Emperor Zun, it is impossible to see their every move clearly, which makes everyone horrified.

On the high platform, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two of them. Long Yan's moves were very mysterious, and his attacks were perfectly linked together, and he even started to suppress Fang Wuhui.

Fang Wuhui looked a little dignified. He had already activated a bloodline gene chain. If he continued to activate it, the side effects would be too strong, and his own safety would be difficult to protect afterwards. But if he did not activate it, it would be very difficult to win.

After hesitating, madness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the second genetic chain of ancient orc blood was opened by him, and the terrifying divine power came continuously, instantly bursting into an aura comparable to the second level of Emperor Zun.

(End of this chapter)