"puff……"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and immediately burst into laughter.

Princess Lan Xin's pretty face turned red, and she glared at He Wuhen with a coquettish look, and she was embarrassed to look at him again.

But she was afraid that she would miss He Wuhen’s sword technique, so she could only observe it secretly with her spiritual sense.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and was disgraced and wanted to run away, but at this time He Wuhen waved his chopsticks again.

It is still silent, invisible and shadowless.

But the young master's left arm broke out of thin air and fell to the floor with a "thump".

Moreover, what is strange is that no drop of blood was dripping from the wound or the broken arm.

The young master screamed and fell to the floor, staring at He Wuhen with resentment.

It was not until then that everyone discovered that He Wuhen and the young master were nearly a hundred meters away, and there were four people separated from each other.

The knife was made of chopsticks, silent, silent, and four people beat the young master so miserably.

How did he do it?

The young master finally became furious and roared at He Wuhen regardless of everything: "He Wuhen, you lowly bastard!"

"As a powerful Heavenly King, you actually attack me, the weak. What kind of face do you have to face the world? If you are really capable, go and compete with my father. What kind of master is bullying me, a warrior in the Heavenly Palace?"

Everyone in the hall changed their eyes, but no one sympathized with the young master, thinking that this guy was already crazy.

He Wuhen looked at the young master with a calm expression, his eyes were contemptuous and contemptuous, like a dragon looking down at an ant, looking down at the world.

"Didn't you say before that I was praised and had been killed by the King of Zhendong. Even if I come back alive, I can't take three moves under your father?"

"Of course! You are not worthy of being my father's opponent at all!" The young man of the Heavenly Clan covered his wound and roared with a ferocious expression.

He Wuhen's eyes became more and more contemptuous, and he said with a faint smile.

"Is Wanhua Sword King?"
Chapter completed!