Peach Fortune Ring

The originally extremely lively scene suddenly became quiet with his cold shout.

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Chapter 821 Duel

Nangong Wuliang is the leader of the Wuhun Army, except for Lei Jiuming who has been promoted, no one can overwhelm him.

Now, seeing him attacking Song Yan, most people are not happy in their hearts, but because of his identity, they didn't attack him.

As for Song Yan, he didn't pay attention to Nangong Wuliang's provocation at all, and picked up a glass of wine to drink.

Seeing that Song Yan was silent, Nangong Wuliang yelled harder and asked: "You coward, are you afraid to accept my challenge!"

"Nangong Wuliang, don't go too far! This is not a place for you to be drunk."

Jue Wuxue rose up against the case, pointed at Nangong Wuliang and cursed.

Facing Jue Wuxue, Nangong Wuliang looked at her with a "hehe" sneer, with resentment flashing in his eyes: "Stinky bitch, why do you scold me, I am your fiancé, yet you are in front of me?" Kissing me with another man is simply a shameless bitch!"

"What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts!" Hearing this, Jue Wuxue's face suddenly became as cold as frost, and she looked at Nangong Wuliang with a deep disgust.

Seeing Jue Wuxue's angry appearance, Nangong Wuliang couldn't help being pleased, and tapped his lips and said, "Tsk tsk, what do you say if you are allowed to do it, you shameless bitch!"

Seeing Nangong Wuliang's gaffe, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads secretly.

But Jue Wuxue stepped forward, with an even colder expression, and said softly: "Nangong Wuliang, listen to me, the one who agreed to propose marriage is not my girl, and whoever agrees to propose marriage to you can go find him, or You have to apologize for what you said just now, otherwise, don't blame me for drawing my sword at you!"

With a chirping sound, a long sword exuding an icy aura flashed out, slanting towards the boundless chest of the palace.

Stimulated by this icy breath, Nangong Wuliang's mind seemed to clear up a bit. Thinking of what he said just now, he felt some regret, but when he saw that Jue Wuxue had already drawn his sword towards him, the regret dissipated in an instant. , the true energy in the body surged, and a strong aroma of wine radiated.

With [-]% of the alcohol in his body being forced out, Nangong Wuliang became more sober, a mocking smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth, looked at Jue Wuxue and said slowly: "Je Wuxue, listen carefully, you, this young master is married , When you enter the gate of my Nangong family, I will train you well and let you know what is called the way of guarding women!"

"you wanna die!"

Jue Wuxue's eyes were cold, and with a flick of her wrist, the long sword in her hand was about to stab Nangong Wuliang. At this moment, a hand reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Huang Liang, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this bastard!" Jue Wuxue said firmly.

"Sister Xue, don't be impatient, she's just a mad dog, why bother with him!" Song Yan said slowly.

Hearing this, Nangong Wuliang's eyes shot up with murderous intent, staring at Song Yan firmly: "Huang Liang, if you have the ability, don't play tricks, come and have a real fight with me!"

"Huang Liang, you see, this person is totally unreasonable, let me go, I will teach him a lesson, so that he knows what respect is!" Jue Wuxue said bitterly.

Song Yan shook his head: "The men here don't have four skills yet, so there's no need for you, Sister Xue, it's just a mad dog. Sister Xue doesn't like it, so I'll get rid of it for you!"

Hearing these words, Jue Wuxue couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and the people around him also applauded secretly for these words.

As for Nangong Wuliang, when he heard Huang Liang calling himself a mad dog again and again, he almost went mad with anger: "Huang Liang, do you dare to fight me?"

"Don't be impulsive." Jue Wuxue quickly reminded in a low voice, afraid that Song Yan would agree.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Wuliang was both angry and jealous, and said in a vicious tone: "Why, do you only hide behind women? You bastard!"

Song Yan glanced at him lightly, and said: "Okay, since you are so anxious to send him to your door to seek abuse, why not let me promise you!"

"Huang Liang, don't be impulsive!" Lei Jiuming persuaded suddenly, and then said to Nangong Wuliang: "Young Master Nangong, you should wake up from the wine!"

Regarding Lei Jiuming's reminder, Nangong Wuliang gritted his teeth and said, "Commander Lei, don't bother with this matter. This is my personal enmity with him, the hatred of taking his wife. If I, Nangong Wuliang, can bear it, how will the world think of me in the future?" !"

"Nangong Wuliang hopes that you will show some morals. I, Jue Wuxue, am not your wife!" Jue Wuxue reminded in a cold voice.

"Sister Xue, don't listen to him barking, it's not worth getting angry." Song Yan followed up.

"Humph!"

Nangong Wuliang couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

Soon, everyone moved to a small school in the Commander's Mansion.

All the people who came to the banquet stood around the school grounds, discussing a lot.

"Who can win this fight?"

"Although I hope that Mr. Huang wins, but Nangong Wuliang is a late-stage grand master, and Mr. Huang is only a late-stage grand master. There is almost no chance of winning!"

"Don't forget, Mr. Huang still has formations!"

"It takes time to set up the formation, so Nangong Wuliang won't be so stupid as to give Mr. Huang a chance to set up the formation!"

"That's right, Mr. Huang is in danger now!"

Many people showed worried expressions.

On the other side, Li Feng, Meng Li, Song Jiuhe, and Han Gu stood in a group.

"Old Song, do you think our commander can win?" Li Feng asked worriedly.

"That Nangong boy is nothing. He is the only one. If he wants to win the leadership, go back and practice for decades!" Song Jiuhe said disdainfully.

"Not necessarily!" Han Gu shook her head: "The Commander is indeed powerful, but Nangong Wuliang is not bad either. He has fused a king-level martial soul, and his combat power is already very close to that of a Martial Saint. It is easy for the Commander to defeat him!"

"But I'm still optimistic about the commander!" Song Jiuhe insisted. Although he didn't have much contact with Song Yan, Song Jiuhe always felt that this young man at the master level was full of mystery.

"Ma'am, who do you like?"

On the other side, Lei Jiuming asked Mrs. Lei, originally he wanted to prevent this battle, but Nangong Wuliang relied on his deep background and refused to give him face, and Song Yan himself did not refuse, so he could only let the two of them fight .

Mrs. Lei glanced at Jue Wuxue who was full of worry beside her, and shook her head: "It's hard to say, but you will know after watching!"

In the center of the school field, Song Yan and Nangong Wuliang stood ten meters apart from each other.

"Huang Liang, without the formation, you are useless. If you slap yourself ten times now, then kneel down and kowtow to me ten times, how about I forgive you?" Nangong Wuliang said triumphantly.

Song Yan shook his head calmly: "Even if you don't use formations, it's very easy to deal with a character like you!"

Nangong Wuliang's eyes turned cold, and he sneered again and again: "It's okay if you're still stubborn, I'll let you know what a gap is!"

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Wuliang stepped out.

It seemed a simple step, but he stepped one meter away from Song Yan in an instant, then waved his fist, and flew towards him with a strong wind.

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