Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 311: The third son is really strong!

As soon as Lou Qianxue finished speaking, the three young masters shouted loudly on the training platform, and thunder and lightning all over his body quickly shot away.

Crack~Crack~

Silver thunder and lightning, carrying huge coercion and power, swept the military platform with a strong attitude.

In an instant, lightning flashed everywhere on the entire training platform, centered on the third son.

"Hmm!" A muffled groan sounded, and the galloping Mu Wuxin was struck by lightning and forced to reveal her figure.

"Hey, Mu Wuxin, you are sure to lose!" The third young master waved his hand coldly, and all of the lightning instantly twisted into a thick silver whip, ruthlessly whipping Mu Wuxin...

Boom!

The silver whip took out the air and hit the ground, shattering countless stones and splashing up.

"!!!"

Everyone opened their eyes in shock and gasped.

"So strong, the third son is really strong!"

"As expected of a genius from the county governor's office, he is amazing!"

"Looking at him like this, I'm afraid he is not weaker than Hong Qinghe, right?"

Everyone is talking—

Chong!

The Third Young Master's sword is here again.

Mu Wuxin dodged and dodged, but the long sword brushed across his cheek, cut off a few strands of hair, and fell to the ground.

Mu Wuxin's expression was startled, showing a bit of sadness: "Forget it, stop! Third Young Master, I admit defeat!"

The third son proudly retracted his sword and said contemptuously, "Mu Wuxin, get out of here!"

Mu Wuxin's complexion changed slightly, she clenched her palms, and silently got off the stage.

In the past, the third person of the younger generation in Fengyang County was so humiliated?

Everyone in the room fell silent.

The third son holds a long sword and points to Yang Feng with a high attitude: "Third, I have already defeated, Yang Feng, aren't you going to show me a good look? Come on, after defeating you, I will challenge Hong Hong. Where is Qinghe?"

Boom!

As soon as the third son's voice fell, the silent crowd began to boil again.

"So proud, Third Young Master!"

"Looking at him like that, he really doesn't take Young Master Wuxin and Young Master Feng in his eyes at all."

"He really came first."

"Alas, as expected of someone who has practiced in the imperial city, he is amazing!"

Lou Xiaoxiao also glanced at Lou Qianxue, hesitating to say anything, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Yang Feng rose to the challenge and leaped to the stage for training.

His face was as deep as water and his voice was cold: "Third Young Master, please advise."

The Third Young Master snorted coldly: "Within ten moves, I will defeat you!" With that said, the long sword stabbed Yang Feng with a single pick.

When—

The Panlong Golden Spear blocks the approach of the Longsword.

A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Yang Feng's mouth: "The gun beats the sword, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose!"

The third son's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed a bit of anger. He turned his wrist and changed his moves again.

Dangdang-

One sword after another, they stabbed Yang Feng quickly, but they were all blocked.

"Young Master San, seven moves, however, you haven't touched me in the slightest." Yang Feng provoked.

"Humph, ignorant - thunderous!"

Zi~crack~

A silver thunderbolt shot out without warning, hitting Yang Feng.

"Gun shield!" Yang Feng retracted his spear, danced quickly, and quickly formed a transparent protective shield around his body: "Dragon soul, bundle!"

Whoosh!

On the spear, the golden dragon soul, carrying a huge coercion, is like a snake, and instantly pounces on the third son...

"Hey, poisonous dragon! Devour!" The third son shook his long sword, and a black dragon soul suddenly appeared, extremely sinister, and instantly bit the golden dragon soul.

In an instant, on the entire training platform, silver lightning currents turned, golden and black dragon souls entangled, long swords and long spears counteracted...

In the shadow of the sword light and spear, everyone could not even see the figures of Third Young Master and Yang Feng.

Each one of them couldn't help opening their eyes with difficulty.

"What's the matter?"

"The sword of the third son seems to be very unusual!"

"The Panlong Golden Spear seems to have met its nemesis!"

Everyone is talking.

Boom!

A loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly made everyone look up. After everyone saw the situation on the stage, they couldn't help but exclaimed again.