Chapter 180 Collision between Dark Horses

Zhuo Yuhan didn't expect to meet a mysterious and powerful young man in blue in the first battle. This kind of luck is really good or bad.

The young man in blue did not squint, jumped, and his body fell directly from the high platform to the center of Wutai. The whole process is clean and neat, which is commendable.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yuhan did not delay the time. His body flashed, and a breeze suddenly swept through the air. Everyone only saw a series of figures extending from the place where Zhuo Yuhan originally stood to the center of Wutai. After a sound, the series of remnants slowly dissipated.

On a roof south of the central Wutai, Wei Yan, a man in white, and Dong Shichang, a think tank, sat on it and looked at the two people below. Wei Yan said, "Shichang, are you sure he can beat Zhuo Yuhan? Zhuo Yuhan's speed seems to be higher than him.

"Don't worry about the three masters. I have negotiated with him and given him a charm. At the critical moment, I will be able to go to Zhuo Yuhan's dog life. Dong Shichang said with cold eyes like a poisonous snake.

"Well, that's good. I hope nothing will go wrong again. Otherwise, our Xuanmen will become the laughing stock of the whole college. Wei Yan nodded with satisfaction.

"You are fast." As soon as Zhuo Yuhan settled down, the low voice of the young man in blue came over.

"Each other. Zhuo Yuhan!" Zhuo Yuhan moved the corners of his mouth slightly and said calmly.

"Shake." The teenager in blue also reported to his home and answered.

"Let's do it. I really want to try your shooting, how good it is. Zhuo Yuhan stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

"You will know soon. However, before that, I want to tell you that someone came to me yesterday to exchange your head for a Xuanjie top-quality magic weapon and 100 points of merit. The young man in blue said quickly.

"Oh? People from Xuanmen? You really look up to me. So you still don't do it?"

When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, he was slightly stunned, and then sneered disdainfully and secretly alerted. People who originally thought that Xuanmen had given up did not seem to be so simple. Fu Yao is unfathomable, and Zhuo Yuhan can't see through his real strength at all, so he doesn't dare to take it lightly.

"Oh, they call killing people with a knife. Although I come from a humble background, I will never be at the mercy of such a villain. I can kill whoever I want, all according to my preference. The corners of his mouth were raised, filled with a sneer, and said calmly.

"But you came." Zhuo Yu said coldly.

"I heard that they called our two strongest dark horses in this competition, so I am eager to fight with you. You can only lose in my hands, or I will lose in your hands. Therefore, I promised the people of Xuanmen, so that I can fight with you as I wish. Fu Yao seemed to be explaining, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

Zhuo Yuhan didn't expect Fu Yao to have such an idea, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind - martial arts idiot. This is a man who lives for martial arts and fights for war. Martial arts and battle are higher than anything else in his heart. This kind of person is extremely horrible. At this moment, he was single-mindedly seeking martial arts and shaking his heart, he won the admiration of Zhuo Yuhan.

"Then let's fight. If I lose to your hand, I have no regrets. Zhuo Yuhan doesn't need to say anything more. At this moment, there is only one word - war. Fuyao's simple words also seemed to ignite the blood in Zhuo Yuhan's heart.

"Light up your weapon and have a good fight."

He shook his right hand and raised it, and a golden long gun made a sonorous sound and slowly appeared in his hand. This golden gun is in the shape of a dragon. The tip of the gun is like a real dragon spitting treasure. The delicate dragon scales of the gun are lifelike. As soon as the long gun comes out, the momentum of shaking suddenly rises and becomes sharp and sharp.

"My body, my palm is a weapon." The spirit above Zhuo Yu's cold fist emerged, and layers of Xuanqing gas were densely covered with fists, which looked beautiful and mysterious.

"Yin!"

Almost at the same time, the sound of two dragons sounded. The crown on his head appeared, and his wrist shook. The golden dragon scale gun came out of the water like a real dragon and stabbed straight in. Zhuo Yuhan also sacrificed the Canglongjue crown at the moment of shaking his hand, punched out, and shook the long gun.

"Boom."

The fists and guns intersect, the gas explodes, and there is a sound explosion in the air. At this moment, neither of them retained their strength, and the crown came out and went all out. This is respect for opponents.

"Floating light and shadow, ground cannon"

"Autumn wind falling leaves, dragon scales spurs."

The two separated in an instant and began to attack at the same time the next moment. Zhuo Yuhan's body flashed like a flash of light, as fast as lightning. The angular horns above his fist scratched the shaking chest. The armor of the qi was broken, and the blue shirt drew a cut, but no blood flowed out.

And at the moment when Zhuo Yuhan took action, his shaking body swept the falling leaves like the autumn wind, which was unpredictable and unpredictable. Fuyao dodged Zhuo Yuhan's fist with his mysterious body, and the dragon scale gun was like a real dragon piercing, picking Zhuo Yuhan's right shoulder.

This blow, the two sides are equally divided. However, neither of them left any blood.

"Bron and iron bones, the second layer of the body. This is more interesting."

Zhuo Yuhan looked at the broken clothes on his right shoulder and thought that Fu Yao had also cultivated to the state of the second layer of copper and iron bones in his body. In this way, the gap between the two would be even smaller.

"Dragon scales turn over."

"Fist collapses mountains and rivers."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the attack in their hands did not stop at all, and there was another fierce attack. The dragon scale gun went out to sea like a real dragon, rolling up endless waves and waves, and layers of shooting attack. Zhuo Yuhan clenched his fists and kept swinging one punch after another, which seemed to calm the wind and waves, and each punch cleverly blocked the dragon scale gun.

"Boom, boom, boom."

In an instant, the two have killed more than a dozen rounds. The mysterious pace, fierce attack, the remnants of shadows in the field, and the air exploded everywhere and fought indissoluble.

"Miss Ye, the boss has met a strong enemy this time."

The whole nation stared at the battle in the field and said excitedly. Such a wonderful battle made him unable to resist fanaticism, yearning and excitement.

"Hmm. In a short period of time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to distinguish the winner. In fact, what I'm most worried about is that they will lose both sides, so that it will only be cheaper for the people behind. Ye Lanshan clenched her fists tightly, her palms were full of sweat, and there was a trace of worry in her eyes.

"It's useless to worry now. Let's wait for the result. I believe that the old conference will win. The whole people said firmly.

In a pavilion east of the arena, Murong Bingyun, dressed in white, looked at the two people flying up and down in Wutai and fighting endlessly. Beside her, Murong Yage, who was noble and elegant but with a silky lazy atmosphere, sat on a chair, picked up a cup of fragrant tea with her slender jade hand and slowly tasted it. Murong Ranxi, with white hair and white eyebrows, also closed his eyes and sat calmly on one side.

"Auntie, what do you think?" Murong Bingyun turned around and asked Murong Yage.

"Ha ha, there are talented people in the country, and each of them has led ** for hundreds of years. They are all good." Murong Yage put down the emerald cup, opened his red lips slightly, and said lazily.

"Ran Xi, which one of them do you think will win?" Murong Yage suddenly turned his head and asked the fourteenth prince Murong Ranxi.

"We both lose!" Murong Ranxi opened his eyes and said concisely and powerfully.

"Well, Zhuo Yuhan must be better." When Murong Bingyun saw his brother say this, although he was convinced, he was still a little unhappy on the surface. He raised his willow eyebrows and hummed.

"The little girl is still so competitive. They, one is the genius you like, and the other is the chizi I brought in. Girl, why don't we bet on a game? Murong Yage smiled.

"What to bet on? How to bet?" Murong Bingyun looked up from the latter's arms and asked.

"Bet on their victory or defeat. Zhuo Yuhan Ruosheng, I promised to settle the marriage contract of Marquis Tianchen for you. If Fuyao wins, you will obediently go to the Accord to practice for me and not come out for a year. If there is a draw, the bet will be invalid. Do you dare to bet? Murong Yage touched Murong Bingyun's head and said.

"Ah... If you lose, you will be closed for a year. Can you do it for half a year?" Murong Bingyun immediately smiled after listening to the first half of the sentence, but when he heard that he had lost and was going to be closed for half a year, he was immediately a little reluctant.

"No. What? Don't you dare to gamble? Haven't you always had confidence in him?" Murong Yage refused righteously.

"Who dares not? And what did Murong Bingyun dare not do? Bet, bet. At worst, if you lose, you won't come out to play for a year. Murong Bingyun seemed to have been trampled on his tail and immediately stood up and said firmly with a beautiful face.

"Good. It's a deal." Murong Yage smiled with satisfaction and said solemnly, "Woman, with your talent, if you practice well, you are at least nine-grade capitals now, and how can you be almost won by Qi Zangfeng of the Demon Sect? Auntie hopes you can take it as a warning.

"I know, aunt. Isn't that all right? Qi Zangfeng, sooner or later, I will kill him in person. When it comes to this matter, Murong Bingyun is still a little lingering.

"It's good to know. Sit down and wait for the result. Murong Yage hugged Murong Bingyun and said indifferently.

"Zhuo Yuhan, the happiness and freedom of this princess in the future are in your hands. If you dare to lose, I will never let you go. Murong Bingyun said to herself in her heart.