Chapter 120: Hit as soon as you hit, so what about you?
Chapter 120: I’ll hit you if I hit you, so what about you?
Xiao Changfeng's voice exploded like thunder on the ground.
The explosion made everyone's scalp numb.
For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the black carriage.
They wanted to see who actually ignored Marquis Yun.
The Marquis of Yun started at the end of his life.
Starting from a small soldier, he went through hundreds of battles, climbed up step by step, and finally became a general.
A hundred years ago, there was a small country of Qin and Yan, which was disrespectful to the Dawu Dynasty and invaded it repeatedly.
Marquis Yun led 30,000 troops to quell the rebellion of Qin and Yan, and became Yanzhou, one of the nine states today.
In order to commend Marquis Yun for his meritorious service, Emperor Wu specially made him a Marquis.
Such a general is a very important figure in Kyoto.
And since he holds an important position in the army, even a first-rank official would not dare to offend him easily.
However, at this time, someone dared to be disrespectful to Marquis Yun?
It’s really a shame to eat a bear’s heart and a leopard’s courage!
Ta-ta-ta!
The black carriage stepped forward and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone's eyes were shining brightly, trying to see through Xiao Changfeng inside the carriage.
But in front of Xiao Changfeng's consciousness, they could not see anything.
But they could see Lu Wenjie driving the car.
"Hey, how brave you are to be disrespectful to Marquis Yun!"
The two slaves on the wide bridge also reacted at this time.
Their eyes fell on the black carriage, but they didn't find any logos of the big family.
He suddenly became furious and his face became extremely gloomy.
The dignified Yun Mansion is a famous family, famous for its military strength. How dare someone dare to provoke?
act recklessly!
"Anyone who insults my Yun Mansion will die!"
One of the slaves had a ferocious look on his face, and he pulled out a long knife from his back. His spiritual energy immediately began to circulate, and he slashed at Lu Wenjie with one strike.
This long sword is the standard sword in the army. The back of the sword is thick and the blade is sharp. It is made of hundreds of refined steel.
Although it is a low-grade imperial weapon, its power is comparable to that of a mid-grade imperial weapon.
And this slave is not weak, he is at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Although he is only practicing ordinary yellow-level skills, his moves are full of power.
At this time, the whole person was like a tiger rushing towards food, holding a long knife in his hand, slashing out a three-meter-long sharp sword, which was filled with cold air and split the sky.
The knife struck in the air and struck Lu Wenjie, who was driving the car, without any mercy.
"As expected of a servant of the Yun Mansion, his talent and strength far exceed those of ordinary warriors."
"It is rumored that the servants of the Yun Mansion are all strictly trained according to military standards and have extraordinary combat power. When I saw them today, they are indeed impressive."
"This young man is in danger. He is only at the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm."
Seeing this sword, everyone on the bridge was moved and started talking in low voices.
"Teacher has a destiny. Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed!"
Lu Wenjie drove the car single-handedly and showed no signs of stopping.
The moment the slave came towards him with a knife, Lu Wenjie raised his head.
In his eyes, golden light burst out, reaching towards the slave.
Supernatural power: Bodhi gold eye.
In an instant, the slave felt thunder exploding in his mind. He had a splitting headache and couldn't help but close his eyes, but blood and tears flowed out.
Bodhi gold eyes, combined with divine consciousness, can destroy the spirit and have infinite power.
If Lu Wenjie were stronger, he would be able to display the form of hell, which would be even more terrifying.
But at this time, the sword-wielding slave was already mentally exhausted.
The power of the sword light in his hand was greatly reduced. Lu Wenjie raised a hand and flicked it with his fingers.
Just a bang was heard, and the three-meter sword was broken inch by inch.
At this time, Lu Wenjie stretched his palm across the sky and punched the knife-wielding slave in the chest.
A moment.
The sword-wielding slave, as if hit by a giant hammer, instantly flew out and hit the wide bridge, destroying the edges of the bridge.
Countless blood spurted out in the air, crackling all over his body, countless bones were broken, and he suffered severe injuries.
The prison-suppressing divine body is extremely powerful and is one of the eight great divine bodies.
One punch can shatter a huge boulder, let alone a sword-wielding servant who only has the third level of strength in the Spiritual Martial Realm.
But in the eyes of others, it is incredible.
How is this possible?
The scene in front of them made everyone take a breath of cold air.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
This sword-wielding slave is at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, a level higher than Lu Wenjie.
And his moves are sophisticated, with a long sword in one hand and a three-meter-long sword.
In the same realm, ordinary warriors are no match for him.
He was actually defeated by Lu Wenjie with just one glance?
And it's not just an ordinary defeat, it's a direct serious injury.
This is a complete crushing!
For a moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Lu Wenjie.
However, this is not something Lu Wenjie should be proud of.
He was taught by Xiao Changfeng and after practicing the Hell Bodhi Sutra, his strength greatly increased.
Later, he helped Xiao Changfeng go to Qingzhou to send messages, and experienced many battles along the way.
His original cowardice was gone, leaving only competence and decisiveness.
Not to mention a mere slave, even if the son of Marquis Yun comes in person, he can still fight.
You must know that he has not used martial arts yet.
And he also has the Lihuo Martial Spirit.
Ta-ta-ta!
Lu Wenjie drove the carriage and continued to move forward without any sign of stopping.
At this time, another slave on the wide bridge also changed his expression, fearing Lu Wenjie's strength.
However, he still did not choose to get out of the way, but instead spoke coldly.
"Do you really want to be an enemy of my Yun family? If you anger the young marquis, even if you belong to a famous family, you will suffer disaster!"
He is just a servant of the Yun Mansion, yet he actually dares to threaten him like this.
This shows the overwhelming power of Yun Mansion.
"Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed!"
However, Lu Wenjie didn't talk nonsense at all, and punched out directly, and the light of his fist flew across the air and hit the slave directly.
This slave was not weak in strength, but he had no resistance in front of Lu Wenjie. He was punched away and was also seriously injured.
This scene made everyone on the bridge shrink their eyes and look horrified.
They couldn't believe what they saw.
This black carriage actually ignored the overwhelming power of the Yun Mansion, seriously injured the people in the Yun Mansion, and planned to seize the bridge and cross it.
"Who is so bold as to dare to hurt someone from my Yun family?"
At this moment.
An angry shout sounded, like thunder, exploding.
Everyone was shocked and turned around quickly.
I saw an exquisite and luxurious carriage slowly approaching, escorted by more than a dozen Yun Mansion servants.
At the moment there is a young man with a slender figure and extraordinary prowess. He is wearing a cloud-white costume and riding a black horse that rides on flames. He is majestic and majestic.
The anger in the young man's eyes was almost solid, and the low shout just now came from his mouth.
"Little Marquis, you have to make the decision for us!"
Seeing this young man, the two slaves on the wide bridge cried directly.
But it also revealed the identity of the young man.
It is Yun Hong, the son of Marquis Yun.
"Useless trash, can't even hold a bridge!"
Yun Hong snorted coldly, but his gaze went directly past the crowd and landed on the black carriage.
"When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. I want to see who dares to go against me!"
Yun Hong's eyes were filled with coldness, and his tone was extremely cold.
However, at this moment, Xiao Changfeng's voice sounded again on the carriage.
"I'll hit you if I hit you, so what do you think?"