Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1189
If this is an ordinary person who dares to do this, then the guards on both sides must have immediately pulled out their knives and chopped this person into a pulp.

But this is Huang Xigang.

He is a practitioner.

All the guards could only stare aside, not daring to do anything.

"it is good."

Wang Shitian smiled, waved his hand at the dumbfounded people behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, go to the city."

Everyone rushed in. As for what the captain of the guard said earlier, no one took it to heart at all. After all, practitioners are much more powerful than the captain of the guard.

Seeing this, the guards at the gate of the city could only stare blankly, not daring to stop them.

"Bold!"

Seeing this, Wu Wentian on the city wall became anxious immediately, and quickly ran down from the top of the city wall. As soon as Huang Xigang, Wang Shitian and others entered the door, Wu Wentian stopped in front of them with a gloomy face, and said angrily: "You are so big!" courage!"

Originally, Huang Xigang, Wang Shitian and others had objections to Wu Han in their hearts. In addition to this wave of monsters, Wu Han left alone without telling anyone. It's going to be a catastrophe!

If so, Wang Wei and others also lost more than half.

Right now, it's just an ordinary disciple of the Wu Han family who dares to stand in front of them and reprimand them, which makes Huang Xigang and others feel more and more angry.

"roll!"

Huang Xigang narrowed his eyes, gave Wu Wentian a cold look, and said in a cold voice, "Don't give you shame!" If it wasn't for the fear of Wu Han in his heart, Huang Xigang would have slapped him a long time ago!

An ordinary person dares to be presumptuous and arrogant in front of practitioners!
"Do you dare to scold the young master?"

Wu Wentian suddenly flew into a rage. He was young and energetic, and he thought that Wu Han was there, and Huang Xigang and others were just outer disciples. Now in front of many guards around him, Wu Wentian immediately felt a little uncomfortable , reached out and pulled out the saber at his waist.

Swish.

A sharp saber was unsheathed.

Wu Wentian pointed at Huang Xigang with the tip of his knife, and said word by word: "Hurry up and apologize to you, Seventh Young Master, or else, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing the tip of the knife dangling in front of the tip of his nose, Huang Xigang narrowed his eyes, and gave Wu Wentian a cold look, "Things that don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth are really shameless for you, aren't they?"

"Senior Brother Huang, don't be impulsive."

Seeing this, Wang Shitian quickly smoothed things over by the side, persuading him, "If you don't look at the monk's face, you should look at the Buddha's face, there is Brother Wu." He mentioned Wu Han's name to signal Huang Xigang not to be impulsive. Zhao Yifan was not here, and if he really got impulsive, he was worried that Huang Xigang would suffer.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for Senior Brother Wu's face, I would have punished this idiot a long time ago."

Huang Xigang said coldly.

"What a big dog!"

Wu Wentian frowned, relying on Wu Han being the fifth uncle, the saber in his hand shrank back and danced a knife in the air. Immediately, he slashed at Huang Xigang's neck. Of course, he also wanted to scare Huang Xigang touched Huang Xigang, so the speed was not fast, and he shouted: "Hurry up and apologize to the seventh young master, otherwise, don't even think about leaving here today!"

Wu Wentian didn't intend to kill Huang Xigang in his heart. Of course, he knew very well that he would definitely not be able to kill Huang Xigang. However, in front of the many guards around him, the seventh young master of the Wu family naturally couldn't lose face.

If it is lost, how will the Wu family behave in Tianyang City in the future?

Has it become a laughing stock?
"court death!"

Seeing the saber slashing towards him, Huang Xigang finally got angry this time, his body flashed, and the next moment, Wu Wentian's eyes blurred, and before he could clearly see Huang Xigang's movements, he felt a strong force and hit him hard. own body.

Wu Wentian uttered a scream, and flew backwards. The saber in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and his whole body slammed into the city wall. He slid down against the wall of the city wall, and sat paralyzed on the ground!

His face was pale, and a stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

This scene immediately stunned the surrounding guards.

"Seven young masters."

The guard closest to Wu Wentian reacted and rushed over, trying to help Wu Wentian.

"hiss……"

The guard had just pulled Wu Wentian, and in an instant, the stars flashed wildly in front of Wu Wentian's eyes, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, which almost made him pass out.

"The Seventh Young Master is seriously injured, don't move around."

The other guard was startled when he saw this, and quickly stopped the guard to prevent him from doing bad things with good intentions.

"You ungrateful animal!"

Huang Xigang gave Wu Wentian a cold look, then turned to Wang Shitian and said, "Let's go." They walked side by side to the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhao Yifan once said before, let them come to Tianyang City, find the city lord of Tianyang City, organize the people here, and prepare for the arrival of the monster beast tide.

no way.

Before the support from Spring Wind Pavilion arrived, there was no way to organize a large number of people to defend Tianyang City.

Ordinary people don't have any ability to resist when facing these monsters, but if thousands of people are together in a disciplined and organized manner, Zhao Yifan believes that it can also play a role.

The reason why the residents of Tianyang City were not allowed to abandon the city and escape was because Zhao Yifan considered that once many monsters broke through Tianyang City, there would be no way to stop them.

The terrain of Dafeng Country is like this, it is a bit like a sweet potato with two pointed ends and slightly wider in the middle, and Tianyang City is the location of this sweet potato tip, once the monsters enter the hinterland of Dafeng Country from this position, the monsters can If it spreads out, it will be even more difficult to intercept and kill.

In Zhao Yifan's plan, Tianyang City is the key to stopping the monsters. Tianyang City cannot be lost.

Wang Shitian, Huang Xigang and others, as Zhao Yifan's outer disciples, came to Tianyang City this time to carry out Zhao Yifan's order.

"……asshole……"

Seeing Huang Xigang and others walking away, Wu Wentian was trembling all over, with blood dripping from his mouth, he was dazed and dumbfounded at his surroundings, and dared not touch his guards, saying: "...Go, go to my house, and call my fifth uncle to come rescue me. I……"

"Yes, Seventh Young Master!"

The guard didn't dare to be negligent when he heard the words, and immediately ran to Wu's house.

When they arrived at the gate of Wu's house, the guard told the news of Wu Wentian's serious injury to the guard at the gate. When the latter heard this, he was startled. He didn't dare to neglect him, and immediately went in to report!
Wu's backyard.

There is a large flat land.

In the corner of the yard, there is also a weapon rack with some weapons such as knives, guns and sticks. The children of the Wu family usually exercise here.

at the moment.

There are a few teenagers in the courtyard, wielding knives and guns, vigorously, with a bit of posture.

Wu Han, Wu Wen and others sat on the chairs beside them.

"...Fifth Brother."

Wu Han's second sister pointed at one of the teenagers who was playing with a long spear, and said proudly: "That's my son, what do you think? His aptitude is not bad, right? He should be able to practice with you Bar?"

Hearing this, Wu Han couldn't stop smiling wryly in his heart. He had observed this young man carefully just now, and his fundamental aptitude was mediocre. Although he looked very powerful with these weapons, in Wu Han's eyes, he was nothing more than a show.

The aptitude for practice does not depend on who has the strength to be qualified to practice. If it is really that simple, then the threshold for a practitioner is too low, and one can practice with just a few years of strength.

Wu Wen glanced at Wu Han's appearance, shook his head, and said to Wu Han's second sister: "You just want to see your own child is good. To be honest, your son's qualifications are really not good."

"Brother, I don't like to hear what you say."

The second sister rolled her eyes when she heard the words, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Why is my son's aptitude not good enough? Look at him, how good he is with a spear."

Wu Wen curled his lips, and said in a low voice: "When I was young, I was good at playing with spears, so what?"

"You are you, he is him, can you compare with him?"

The second sister snorted.

These words made Wu Wen so angry that he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter, in your eyes, I can't even compare to your son?"

"Brother, I didn't say that."

The second sister curled her lips and snorted, "I didn't say that you are inferior to my son, but in terms of qualifications, how old are you this year, and how old is my son? Can you compare with him?"

"Second sister, elder brother, you two should stop arguing."

Wu Han smiled bitterly, interrupted the quarrel between the two, pondered for a while, and said tactfully: "Second sister, I think it's better for your son to stay in Tianyang City, if you go to practice with me, I guess , his aptitude is still somewhat unsatisfactory."

"Fifth brother, you are not just making excuses, are you?"

When the second sister heard this, she immediately looked at Wu Han suspiciously, and shouted, "How is my son's qualifications inferior to that of Wu Wentian? I think my son is much better than Wu Wentian."

"Second sister, aptitude is a thing, either someone with great strength, or someone with good aptitude."

Wu Han also had no way to explain it clearly to her. After thinking for a while, he reluctantly made an analogy and said, "Aptitude is like comprehension, like the sky. Second sister, what does it look like?"

"Sky?"

The second sister raised her head, glanced suspiciously, frowned and said, "It doesn't look like anything."

"You see, this is the difference in comprehension."

Wu Han smiled wryly, and said: "In your eyes, the sky is a very common thing, but in the eyes of us practitioners, the seed of the sky contains many mysterious things, this is comprehension, and this thing is aptitude." , If you don’t have enough aptitude and comprehension, you won’t be able to practice at all.”

"Isn't that still you?"

The second sister did not give up and said: "Isn't it all right if you are by your side to guide them? They can't comprehend it, so you can tell them after you comprehend it. Right?"

(End of this chapter)