Song of Adolescence

"Broken the formation." Su Muyu waved his hand abruptly, and with the remaining twelve sharp blades, he rushed towards Thunder Shield.

"One person can use so many swords. Is this still a human?" Lei was shocked, then picked up the shield and slammed it, and a shock of thunder attacked Su Muyu again.

Su Muyu abandoned another sword to block the thunder that was shot down.

"I'll hit it again!" Lei Jingbu gritted his teeth, and although he shouted in his mouth, the hand holding the shield was trembling and didn't hit it.

"Boss, can you still hold it?" The Leimen disciple behind the shield didn't see any movement, and hurriedly asked.

"Nonsense, of course I can't hold it!" Lei Jingbu cursed, his hands are now blackened. Although the power of falling thunder is great, the backlash is not small. After they got used to this thunder shield formation, they almost never used the nine-day thundering effort, just because of the thunder-struck body, they couldn't hold a few thunders.

Of course, Su Muyu also noticed the change of Lei Jing Step, jumped, and the sharp blade in his hand flew out.

"Everyone hold on! Don't lose my Lei Jiabao face!" Lei Jing stepped gritted his teeth, picked up the shield in his hand, and slammed it again.

Another blue-violet light descended from the sky, and after falling on the shield, it attacked Su Muyu. At this time, Lei Jingbu was already unable to support, and he shook his whole body, holding the shield and standing there shaking.

"Boss!" someone exclaimed behind the shield.

"You go to break the formation!" Xie Qidao suddenly jumped forward, holding the knife abruptly to block the falling thunder. Su Muyu continued to sweep forward, and the remaining sharp blades pierced into the gaps of the shields. With a violent wave of his hand, the Thunder Shield array suddenly fell apart.

Lei Jing stepped gritted his teeth, picked up the shield and glared at Su Muyu.

Su Muyu's figure moved, and she fell behind Lei Jingbu with her sword.

Lei Jingbu was stunned. The shield in his hand had split in half in an instant. He smiled bitterly and said, "Good sword." After saying this, the whole person fell to the ground.

"Boss!" The Leimen disciple and the other six people holding shields and rushing towards Su Muyu, but the Thunder Shield formation has been broken. Although these Leimen disciples are known as the Eight Horses, they are Lei Jiabao. A good player of the younger generation, but compared with Su Muyu, who has excellent swordsmanship, it is far worse.

Su Muyu waved his sword, and the seven of them flew out with their shields in their arms. He is not in love with war, and with a little toe, he has already jumped over everyone and headed straight for Leijiapu.

Inside Leijiabao.

The banquet is in full swing.

In every hero banquet, in addition to the group of dragons gathering together to eat and drink, there will also be a competition. In this competition, every school and school will send young disciples to fight. Young disciples will bear the glory of the school and come to the hero banquet to fight against disciples from other schools. The young talent who won has become famous since then, but he can also get a gift from the host of the hero banquet.

"In the hero banquet of the past few years, Tang Lian of Xueyue City has already won the first place several times. I don't know who will get it this time?" someone asked during the dinner.

Wen Liang cleared his throat and suddenly sat downright.

Grandpa Tang squinted and looked at him: "Oh? This time the little brother is here on behalf of the Wen family?"

"Hahaha, that's right." Wen Liang nodded and smiled, "I wonder who the disciple sent by the Tang Clan this time is? Could it be this Tang Xuan-Brother Tang, who is just a little older, right?"

"Are you looking for death?" Tang Xuan glared.

"Tang Sect is not talented, but this time there is also a young disciple coming." Old Mrs. Tang smiled.

"Oh? Where are you now?" Lei Qianhu was the one who asked.

"Qianhu, you have just seen it, it is the kid who drove the car for me. He is too young to be qualified to sit down. Let him go to the backyard and wait." Old Mrs. Tang said slowly, "I don't know if Lei Jiabao is dispatching this time. What a young hero."

"Lei Jiabao is no better than Tang Sect. There are not many outstanding young disciples in the past few years. There was a suitable one this time, but he has never returned from going out. And..." Lei Qianhu glanced at where he was going. Said meaningfully, "It's really hard to say whether it is Leijiabao, Xueyue City, or Jianxin Tomb."

He Qu and He Cong looked at each other and replied: "The old mound master said that Jianxin mound and Lei Jiabao are relatives, and they don't distinguish each other."

"Senior Li is a person worthy of admiration. This wine should be respected." Lei Qianhu picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one go.

"Oh, it's a pity. The person that Lord Tiger is fond of is probably not too bad, but it's a pity that I won't be able to fight this time. Tang Lian, who won the first prize for three years, will not be able to make it. I'm really ashamed." Wen Liang looked a pity, as if he had already won the first place before the match started. He sighed, raised his head and took a sip. His expression suddenly changed, put down the wine glass, and looked at Grandpa Tang suddenly, "This wine!"

Grandpa Tang gently pressed her hand on the table, still with a faint smile on her face.

Wen Liang felt a surge of strength on his body in an instant, and the hand holding the wine glass was no longer able to move a point, and he couldn't help being shocked. He had just drunk that sip of wine and clearly noticed that the poison had been poisoned in the wine. The poison was colorless and tasteless. It was Xianxialu that even the disciple of the Wen family in Lingnan, who used the most poison in the world, could not detect. But Wen Liang's mentor Wen Jiao, the head of the Wen family, is naturally not comparable to ordinary Wen family disciples, but he noticed the abnormality in one sip. But just as he wanted to remind Lei Qianhu, he was stunned by Grandpa Tang.

Grandpa Tang gently pressed his left hand on the table, raised the wine glass with his right hand, and said to Lei Qianhu: "Qianhu, this cup, the old man, I will do it first."

"Grandpa Tang is polite." Lei Qianhu also raised his glass and drank it.

Wen Liangxin said: As soon as I was about to remind Lord Tiger, I was stunned by Grandpa Tang, presumably the Xian Xia Lu in this wine could not be separated from Tang Sect. When the time comes, everyone in Leijiabao has been poisoned by this poison and is left at the mercy of Tang Sect. Have to find a way to remind Lord Tiger!

The old man Tang still didn't change his face, and he talked and drank with Lei Qianhu.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance, and the hustle and bustle of the dinner stopped, and they looked at Lei Qianhu one after another. Lei Qianhu hurriedly got up and walked to the door.

Lei Tianhen hurried up: "The master, it's our gunpowder. Hearing this movement is not small, it is estimated that it is a big battle."

Lei Qianhu frowned and said, "Has Bajun come back?"

"Not yet, but according to the previous letter, it should be there today." Lei Tianhen replied.

Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, Lei Qianhu looked up and saw a blue-purple thunder falling in the distance.

"It's the Thunder Shield Formation. It's really the Eight Horses!" Lei Tianhen said in shock.