Dijun, your medical concubine has gone against the sky again

Chapter 147: Brother Mighty (2)
"Go ahead."

Yunhong waved his hand lightly, the cloud was calm and the wind was light.

"Okay, very good." No.1 seemed to be irritated, and his face was very ugly, "In that case, let me learn the skills of the major general."

The moment he finished speaking, he had already drawn out the broad-faced long knife he carried with him.

The other five jumped off the high platform one after another, leaving the field to the two people in the battle.

"Take my trick."

The man snarled, and the sharp long knife was wrapped in green aura, and he swept over viciously, and his first move was a ruthless move.

The aftermath of the ninth-level spiritual power swept across the face, lifting Yun Hong's black hair at the temples, with a sense of chilling.

Looking at the long knife that was about to slash at him, Yun Qian clenched her fingers nervously, her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Everyone stared at the scene above without blinking.

The wind moves, the shadow moves.

Inadvertently, Yunhong suddenly disappeared from where he was, and when he reappeared, he was already behind that person.

The same dazzling emerald green spiritual power condensed in his palm and slammed towards the back of the man.

The man realized the danger, instinctively dodged, and avoided the vital point, but was still slapped on the chest, he couldn't help but a burst of blood surged, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

"Ninth level! This is definitely the power of the ninth level."

Below, someone with knowledge called out, and bursts of exclamation immediately came to mind.

After being the number one general of Southern Chu, at a young age, he has the strength to rival the old Patriarch. Qing is better than Lan, and he really does not insult the prestige of the Zhen Guo General's Mansion.

"This kid, I was really shocked just now. Two days ago, I saw that he was still on the seventh step, but now he has jumped up to the ninth step without making a sound. It's really..."

Nangong Jingyu shook his head helplessly and sighed, and Yun Qian also heaved a sigh of relief.

She gave him those spiritual fruits last time, and she wasn't too surprised that Yunhong's skill improved after taking them, but this time climbing two steps was a bit scary, and even she was a little jealous.

On the high platform, after the original No. 1 was slapped by Yun Hong for underestimating the enemy, his square inch was a little messed up.

In the battle of masters, the slightest loss is worth a thousand miles. In this chaos, he showed all his flaws, and was pressed by Yun Hong, who was also at the ninth rank, so there was no suspense about his defeat.

Kicking the opponent off the stage with one kick, Yun Hong cupped his hands politely and bowed: "I've accepted."

The audience burst into applause.

Yun Hong glanced down the stage calmly, then came down immediately, walked back to Yun Qian's side, and patted her on the shoulder just like before going on stage: "How is it, big brother didn't disappoint you, did he?"

"That's right, don't look at whose eldest brother it is?"

Yunqian straightened her back and snorted proudly, her face was so stretched out.

The corners of Nangong Jingyu's eyes twitched, with an expression of not knowing her.

On the other side, the prince's face was terribly dark, but the third prince showed a smile.

The General's Mansion is his support, the stronger Yun Hong is, the greater his hope of seizing the throne, how can this not excite him?

The good start of the first game undoubtedly boosted Yunqian's morale, and soon after, Nangong Jingyu also stepped onto the stage.

Seeing him make a move, Yun Qian was also slightly surprised, thinking that when she first met him, he was still at the fifth level of the spirit veins, but in the past two months, he has also quietly jumped up to the sixth level, which is no longer the same. And language.

(End of this chapter)