Chapter 332:
Go to Bald Leaf Pagoda to buy breakfast and help his son kill someone! The sky above Zhiqi Pavilion was too huge.
The entire imperial capital received a wartime order at this moment!
All citizens were in a panic.
They didn't know what happened.
But all eyes were focused on the sky above Zhiqi Pavilion!
The sound of fighter planes enveloped the entire city!
Before this, no one was mentally prepared at all!
But, look at the situation here in Zhiqi Pavilion. A
big battle!
It's about to start!
But look at Wen Zhixuan at this time.
Although he saw Yang Tunhu walking out of the crashed fighter plane!
However, there was no emotion on Wen Zhixuan's face.
Even a smile still hung on his face.
As if in his eyes...
the God of the Dragon Kingdom's military?
As famous as Ye Wutian?
The military soul of the Dragon Kingdom, Yang Tunhu?
Nothing more!
However, Yang Tunhu at this time, although he appeared, did not immediately attack Wen Zhixuan.
Instead, he warned Luo Xuanyuan behind him.
"Retreat quickly!"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Xuanyuan knew that things had become extremely bad!
Even Yang Tunhu...
might not be able to save Kuang Lan!
After all, even Ye Wutian was already dead!
Luo Xuanyuan did not accept Yang Tunhu's suggestion, but said in a deep voice.
"Even if I die, I won't retreat!"
Wen Zhixuan heard these words as if he heard a joke, and even laughed.
Then, Wen Zhixuan formally looked at Yang Tunhu in front of Luo Xuanyuan. He
looked him up and down.
He smiled.
"Your qualifications are not bad. You can add another member to my Tianxing Iron Corpse!"
Yang Tunhu laughed coldly.
Suddenly.
Yang Tunhu rushed forward and punched Wen Zhixuan.
This punch was so terrifying!
Just look at the ground cracking where Yang Tunhu passed!
Every step!
The ground shook!
As a result, the whole city seemed to be experiencing an earthquake!
However, when Yang Tunhu's fist was about to fall on Wen Zhixuan's head.
Wen Zhixuan just stomped his foot.
Boom!
The earth trembled!
A layer of terrifying Qi lingered around his body.
As a result, Yang Tunhu's punch did not hit Wen Zhixuan's head, but hit the layer of Qi around him!
The wind from the fist spread out!
It was like a strong wind sweeping in all directions!
Wherever it passed, the building collapsed!
It can be seen how terrifying the power contained in this punch!
But even so, it did not hurt Wen Zhixuan at all!
On the contrary, at this moment, Wen Zhixuan raised his sword and stabbed it at the arm of Yang Tunhu's punch!
The speed was very slow!
At a speed visible to the naked eye, Yang Tunhu's arm was pierced by the sword!
But Yang Tunhu did not say a word!
Even though it was so painful, Yang Tunhu still used his other arm again.
Punch again!
But it ended up the same way.
The other arm was still pierced by Wen Zhixuan's sword!
Yang Tunhu's eyes widened!
Everyone present was in despair!
No one thought...
even if Yang Tunhu took action, he couldn't hurt Wen Zhixuan!
This...
Wen Zhixuan's strength is simply like a real god or devil!
Wen Zhixuan looked at Yang Tunhu with a faint smile and spoke slowly.
"Is that all you can do?" As soon as
these words fell, the scene was dead
silent! But at this moment, several coughs were heard at the scene!
They saw that the "dead man" who was just affected by the falling fighter plane actually sat up from the ground.
As they sat up, one by one, they all subconsciously raised their hands and touched their chests.
Without exception, a silver needle pierced each of their bodies!
When did it happen?
How could a silver needle appear?
Wen Zhixuan's eyes were also attracted by the behavior of these people.
But he saw...
a young man's figure appeared in front of the nose of the crashed fighter!
The young man just raised his hand and lifted the nose of the fighter, and moved out a person who was unconscious under the nose!
The person who was unconscious by the nose...
was an elderly senior official of the Dragon Kingdom.
His legs were already broken!
The young man glanced at the old man's legs and said lightly.
"You can only sit on a chair in the future."
The old man looked at the young man's face with trembling.
Tears flowed down his cheeks.
"As long as the Green Emperor is alive, it won't matter if I die!"
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes were focused on the young man.
For a moment, some people couldn't help crying!
Yanluo Green Emperor, Ye Wutan!
Not dead!
He's still alive!
Ye Wutan stood up slowly, checking the injuries of the people around him while speaking.
"After coming here, I looked around for a while. I wanted to see if there were any cowards among the senior officials of the Dragon Kingdom in the face of a powerful enemy, but unfortunately, there was none!"
"Now it seems that the Tianjuns of the Tianjun Pavilion are going to be unemployed. There is not even one person who is afraid of death in the entire Dragon Kingdom. Why do they have to receive so many allowances every month?" Hearing
this, regardless of the mood of Luo Xuanyuan and others.
Yang Tunhu, who was right in front of Wen Zhixuan, gritted his teeth and cursed.
"I am about to die of pain, and you just watch like that?"
Ye Wutan snorted and laughed.
"Do you feel pain now? Who asked you to bully a rookie like me?"
"..."
Yang Tunhu was speechless for a while.
However, realizing the terrifying emptiness of Wen Zhixuan, he immediately yelled.
"How many people can you save! Save as many people as you can! Go! Hurry up! Wen Zhixuan, that old dog, I'll stop him!"
After saying this, Yang Tunhu ignored the severe pain in his arms.
In an instant, his whole body was as strong as a dragon, and he put his hands together and hammered down on Wen Zhixuan's head!
Wen Zhixuan still didn't take Yang Tunhu seriously, but looked at Ye Wutan in confusion, just like Qi Qiu who had died at Ye Wutan's hands before, and asked.
"How are you still alive?"
After saying this, Yang Tunhu put his hands together and hammered down.
Boom!
Qin Jing is not small!
But it's still difficult to hurt Wen Zhixuan!
This scene once again made everyone at the scene, except Ye Wutan, despair!
But at this moment.
A sword light.
Broke through the air.
Whoosh!
Puff!
This sword hit Wen Zhixuan's heart.
Not only that!
After this sword pierced into Wen Zhixuan's heart, it also brought Wen Zhixuan's entire body forward!
As a result, Wen Zhixuan's entire body suddenly flew backwards!
Clang!
The sword that passed through Wen Zhixuan's body was nailed to the wall of Zhiqi Pavilion!
As for Wen Zhixuan, he was naturally nailed to the wall!
But he was not dead!
His eyes were full of horror!
He stared at one place!
Outside the gate of the old house of Zhiqi Pavilion!
A middle-aged man in home clothes with a bald head was standing!
In his hands, the bald middle-aged man was holding a few breakfasts, nothing more than those few things, baked cakes, fried dough sticks, and soy milk!
Then, the bald middle-aged man did not even look at Wen Zhixuan, nor did he pay attention to the many high-level Dragon Kingdom executives present, or even Luo Xuanyuan, but only looked at Ye Wutan.
He laughed and said.
"Son, your mother asked me to call you home for breakfast!"