121. The student is incompetent and brings shame to the teacher.

Arrogant!

Arrogant to the point of no end.

The young Marquis came in person and actually dared to threaten him.

If you hit me, what about you?

This simply doesn’t take the young Marquis, the Yun Mansion, or even the Marquis of Yun into consideration!

For a moment, everyone stared at the black carriage with wide eyes and horror.

Who is it?

How dare you say such nonsense.

Don't worry about the wind blowing your tongue.

"That's such a big tone. The person who beat me dares to be so arrogant. I'll show you what I can do and smash this carriage for me."

Yun Hong waved his hand, and a dozen slaves on both sides rushed out and rushed towards the wide bridge.

These dozen slaves are similar to the previous two slaves, and they are all at the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Some held long knives in their hands, while others took out spears. They coordinated properly and attacked from all directions, leaving the black carriage no way to retreat.

"Everyone in the Yun Mansion is proficient in battle formations. They are worthy of being from a military family!"

Seeing this scene, everyone on the bridge stepped back in surprise and admiration.

Marquis Yun is a general on the battlefield, and he is also known for his vigorous and resolute management of Yun Mansion.

Although these slaves have not been on the battlefield, they still have a certain power.

At this time, they all came together, and the terrifying pressure made people have goosebumps.

"Zhankong Jiblade!"

However, at this moment, a figure flew out from in front of the carriage, catching the wind as a knife.

In an instant, a meter-long sword slashed down suddenly.

There was a pop, and blood spurted out.

A slave was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

A middle-grade Taoist skill, an extremely sharp blade that can cut through the air. It can capture the wind and turn it into a sword, rub your fingers into a sword, and when you practice it to great perfection, it can even cut through the void.

Xiao Changfeng once rewarded King Yun, but also taught Lu Wenjie.

With Lu Wenjie's strength, he could only condense one meter of sword light, but it was enough to deal with these Yun Mansion slaves.

"cut!"

Lu Wenjie's whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and the meter-long sword danced in his hand.

Puff puff!

All the long knives and war spears were like paper under the sword light and were cut off easily.

Blood splattered everywhere and screams continued.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen slaves were defeated, with wounds and blood staining the bridge.

This scene made Yun Hong's pupils shrink suddenly as he rode on the black horse.

It also left everyone watching the excitement on the bridge dumbfounded.

There are more than a dozen slaves, all of whom are in the Spiritual Martial Realm.

He is also well-trained and proficient in battle formations.

But in Lu Wenjie's hands, they were all defeated in one encounter.

completely annihilated!

Tick ​​tock.

Tick ​​tock.

There was cold sweat dripping down. At this time, everyone felt their scalps numb and did not dare to make any sound.

A driver is so powerful.

So how noble should the people in the black carriage be?

Everyone understood it at once.

Yun Hong was afraid that he might have kicked the iron plate this time.

"Who did I know? It turned out to be the genius alchemist of Dr. Lu's family."

Yun Hong's eyes were filled with anger, and he had already recognized Lu Wenjie's identity.

Lu Wenjie came from a family of imperial doctors and had a place in Kyoto.

Lu Wenjie's father and grandfather both worked in the Imperial Hospital and were both well-known alchemists.

Yun Hong has lived in Kyoto for a long time, so he naturally knows the Lu family.

However, in his impression, Lu Wenjie was weak in character and weak in health. He was just a nerd with a talent for refining medicine.

But the Lu Wenjie in front of him looked solemn and resolute, like an elite soldier who had experienced hundreds of battles.

And his strength also surprised him. He killed more than a dozen of his slaves by one person.

But he himself is only at the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

This kind of strength is very extraordinary.

Is Yin Yang Academy really so magical?

Can he actually turn a nerd into a talented warrior who is proficient in combat?

Yun Hong's eyes flickered, and he thought of many things at once.

But what concerned him most at this time was the black carriage.

Like everyone else, he was curious.

Who could actually let Lu Wenjie drive the car himself.

Under normal circumstances, Yun Hong might be a little more cautious in unknown situations.

But today is different.

Yun Hong glanced out of the corner of his eye at the exquisite and luxurious carriage behind him.

Immediately he raised his heart and drove his horse forward.

"Lu Wenjie, you insulted my Yun family first, and injured my slaves later. If you don't teach you a lesson, I will really think that my Yun family is afraid of your Lu family. Even if the eldest prince comes today, I will ask for it back. A fair one!”

Yun Hong rode the flame-riding black horse and rushed towards the wide bridge, getting faster and faster.

An iron-blooded and chilling aura suddenly emerged, making everyone on the bridge feel awe-inspiring.

"The young Marquis is at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. The flame-traveling black horse under him is also a mid-level monster, comparable to the first and second levels of the Spiritual Martial Realm. This time he attacks with anger, I am afraid that this young man who comes from a family of imperial doctors will Going to lose."

Someone saw Yun Hong's strength and immediately spoke in a low voice to tell others.

Although Yun Hong has a perverse personality, his strength is impressive.

At this time, he came on horseback and took out a silver-white spear from the storage ring.

The whole person, with the power of thousands of troops, rushed towards Lu Wenjie.

The terrifying aura spread in all directions, like thousands of troops charging into battle.

"This is Marquis Yun's famous technique, "The Technique of Thousands of Armies and Tens of Horses". Rumor has it that it is an earth-level technique. When used, it is like a thousand troops charging and ten thousand horses galloping. It was a technique created by Marquis Yun on the battlefield."

Some people's expressions changed and they exclaimed.

"Lihuo Martial Spirit, come out!"

Facing Yun Hong's attack, Lu Wenjie did not dare to be careless. He immediately used his martial soul, and the flames rose, wrapping him up like a fire man.

"Soul warrior!"

Seeing the Lihuo martial soul, the crowd of onlookers exclaimed again.

No one expected that this young man driving a car was actually an extremely rare soul warrior.

"Bodhi Golden Eyes!"

Lu Wenjie's consciousness surged, and golden light flashed in his eyes, breaking Yun Hong's imposing pressure.

"Cut the sky!"

One hand caught the wind and turned it into a blade. At the same time, the Lihuo martial soul covered it.

The blade turned into a fire knife and chopped it down.

The air seemed to be cut open, and it collided directly with the spear in Yun Hong's hand.

Ding Ding Ding!

Lu Wenjie held the blade and kept slashing, and Yun Hong's spear danced and swept across the sky.

The two fought on the wide bridge, and bursts of roaring sounds were like thunder.

The remaining force fell, stirring in all directions, and the whole wide bridge was shaking.

However, the black carriage did not move at all.

But no one noticed this scene.

"Lu Wenjie, die!"

Yun Hong shouted, his whole body burst out with spiritual energy, his eyes looked down, and the momentum of thousands of troops condensed into one point and suddenly burst out.

A little cold light came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon!

This gun was Yun Hong's strongest martial arts.

The Lihuo knife light collided with the tip of the gun and was directly pierced and shattered.

Then the gun light pointed at Lu Wenjie's chest.

In an instant, Lu Wenjie flew backwards, spitting blood from his mouth, like a sharp arrow, shooting backwards towards the black carriage.

However, just when Lu Wenjie was about to hit the black carriage.

A palm, like lightning, grabbed it, dissipated the energy, and at the same time injected a stream of Qinglong spiritual energy to recover its injuries.

"The student is incompetent and embarrassed the teacher!"

Seeing Xiao Changfeng, Lu Wenjie immediately bowed respectfully.

Suddenly, all eyes in the sky and on the ground were focused on Xiao Changfeng.