"You..." Jiang Wenlei didn't expect the other party to refuse so simply, and couldn't help but feel that he couldn't lose face.
He had promised Yu Wenhua that if he could not get Murong Fu to join the Hall of Heroes, it would be like a slap in the face, and his own status in Yu Wenhua's heart would definitely decline in the future.
He said solemnly: "Murong Fu, you are just a casual cultivator of the sixth level of Xuanjie. Don't think you are so great!"
Xia Yu laughed, "I never thought I was great, but I can still reject you!"
"presumptuous!"
Jiang Wenlei's face was gloomy, and with a wave of his hand, there was a bright Yan Ling knife in his hand, "It seems that you are toasting and not eating as a penalty?
Then don’t blame me for being rude!"
"How can anyone in the world invite someone like you?"
Xia Yu said with a sarcastic face, "It's not so simple and crude for a robber to recruit people into his gang!"
Jiang Wenlei sneered: "For a person like you who doesn't know how to praise, it's better to be simple! If you agree today, you will be entertained with good wine and food. If you don't agree, then you have to ask me if I agree with this knife."
Got it!"
Xia Yu curled his lips, "The Hall of Heroes, the Hall of Heroes, a force that spreads all over the continent, there is a guy like you with a head full of water in it.
But it’s no wonder, as the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, it’s not surprising to have a bastard deacon like you... I wonder if you climbed into the bed of some boss’s wife to get to this position?
But I’m not interested in this, so you don’t have to tell me.”
When it comes to poisonous tongue, Xia Yu is a master.
Jiang Wenlei was so angry that his eyes burned with anger. He cursed "bastard" and slashed at him with a knife.
He wanted to force Xia Yu to stay, so he naturally had something to rely on. His realm was at the ninth level of the Xuan Order, and his sword was not an ordinary one. And this "Murong Fu"'s realm was at the sixth level of the Xuan Order. Jiang Wenlei didn't think so.
I can't keep a guy who is at the sixth level of Xuan level.
He is not worried that Murong Fu will not join the Hall of Heroes because of his actions, because as far as he knows, the master of the hall, Ma Botao, has personally invited Murong Fu's master. He believes that if the master of the hall, Ma Botao, personally takes action, Murong Fu's master will definitely join the Hall of Heroes.
, then how could this Murong Fu refuse?
In the future, when Murong Fu joins the Hall of Heroes, he will also be under Jiang Wenlei's hand. He has defeated this kid now, and it will be easier to manage him in the future! The rolling hob came to his face, and Xia Yu narrowed his eyes, guessing that this guy in front of him was exposed
His strength is at the peak of the eighth or ninth level of the Xuan Order, and he can't help but sneer secretly in his heart.
You can't meet an opponent of this level in the arena, so now that you are here, you can't waste it! Although his strength is at the fourth level of the Xuan Order, he has come all the way to perfection. In terms of the strength of his true energy, he is almost
Being on the same level as Jiang Wenlei, and with the exquisite swordsmanship he learned from Zhaixing, Xia Yu was not afraid of this Jiang Wenlei at all! Xia Yu immediately cheered up, and raised his sword one by one.
The sharp sword energy penetrated into the rolling knife energy from an extremely clever angle.
Boom! The energy is overflowing, and the sword energy and sword energy disappear.
Xia Yu took half a step back to offset the excess momentum, then his eyes flashed and he shook his hand with a sword.
Whoa! A sharp sword energy pierced Jiang Wen's front door.
A horrified look flashed in Jiang Wenlei's eyes. It's not like he has never fought with a practitioner of the sixth level of the Mysterious Level. He has never seen a practitioner of the sixth level of the Mysterious Level who can withstand his attack so easily! And someone like Murong
This happened again. He not only withstood it, but also immediately launched a counterattack. I had never heard of it! But the sharp sword energy was not fake. The sharpness stabbed his face with pain. He quickly swung the sword horizontally and used it.
Use a defensive martial skill.
Boom! Another round, no winner or loser.
Xia Yu laughed, "That's right! Butler Jiang, your sword skills are good, let's have some fun!"
Swish! Boom! Bang! The two of them started fighting back and forth in the corridor. The sharp sword energy and fierce sword energy blasted the corridor wall full of holes. The exquisite murals and elegant decorations,
They broke apart one after another and shattered into powder.
The more Xia Yu played, the more comfortable he became. Jiang Wenlei's opponent was neither too strong nor too weak, just enough to allow him to use his full strength.
The exquisite swordsmanship that I had learned through a previous competition with Sima Haonan was finally fully used this time, and some things that were not clear at first gradually became clear and clear.
Jiang Wenlei became more and more frightened. Murong Fu's swordsmanship was so powerful! He was so elusive and even unpredictable! Why was his sword so fast?
Why is his sword energy so powerful?
Why is his murderous intention so strong?
Gradually, Jiang Wenlei began to sweat, and the hand holding the knife became slightly unstable.
Poof! Blood suddenly appeared.
Jiang Wenlei's shoulder was stabbed with a transparent hole by Xia Yu's sword energy.
The violent sword energy seriously injured the meridians in his arm, and he could no longer hold the Yanling Sword.
One disappears and the other grows, and the sword energy intensifies and the sword energy recedes.
Suddenly, the sword light shines brightly.
Bang! Yan Ling's sword fell to the ground, and Xia Yu's sword was placed on Jiang Wenlei's neck.
Jiang Wenlei had a look of horror on his face, as if he couldn't even feel the severe pain in his shoulder. He just stared at Xia Yu, speechless for a moment.
Xia Yu smiled slightly, "Deacon Jiang, I'm offended! You can't invite me anymore! Please give way!"
As he spoke, he moved his long sword, and the tip of the sword pressed against Jiang Wenlei's neck.
Jiang Wenlei looked defeated and speechless.
He was so unbelievable that he was defeated at the hands of a sixth-level Xuan-level guy. He took a step back like a wooden man to avoid having his bloodline cut off by the sharp sword edge.
"Farewell!"
Xia Yu was about to walk past Jiang Wenlei, but stopped because a figure not far away was slowly walking towards him.
The lights in the corridor were a bit dim, and the man blocked the oil lamp and walked step by step, very much like the villain in the movie who was about to be killed by the righteous protagonist.
The visitor clapped his hands as he walked, "What a wonderful showdown! Murong Fu, I really saw you right, you are a very potential practitioner! Hahaha, I feel so relieved, I feel so relieved!"
Xia Yu frowned and wondered where did this thing come from?
It’s quite impressive, a funny joke invited by the monkey?
He stared at the visitor and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am Yu Wenhua!"
The visitor said, "He is one of the three managers of the Hall of Heroes here.
It’s a bit bigger than what you’d call a middle-level leader.”
As Yu Wenhua walked, he released the pressure of the ground.
Xia Yu took a deep breath, resisted Yu Wenhua's pressure, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that the Hall of Heroes would use such a large force for me!"