Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

The three of them didn't understand why the gun that was originally pointed at Jun Fuyao was suddenly pointed at them?

Feeling the hostile looks coming from all around, the three of them felt a long-lost sense of confusion in their hearts, as if everything was no longer under their control...

As the supreme being of the three holy places, he slandered others, but was exposed by his opponent in front of the whole world, and he was completely powerless to fight back...

This feeling of humiliation and failure made all three of them feel very uncomfortable.

"Haha... Lord Jun is indeed far-sighted and has a far-reaching plan!" Mo Chenyan is indeed the one with the most active brain. After thinking for a while, she figured out the key. The wine, the flowers, and the snow silk sachet bag must be a plan prepared by Jun Fuyao in advance, waiting for the three holy places to take advantage of it.

"I was careless and fell into Lord Jun's trap. I am really sorry for causing trouble to Lord Jun." Mo Chenyan laughed at himself and said sarcastically, "Lord Jun has such a profound and generous arrangement. I am far behind!"

“That’s right. Even with your three holy places, I’m afraid it’s impossible to arrange it even if you want to.” Jun Fuyao replied without any modesty.

Even a fool could tell that Jun Fuyao was mocking the three holy lands for not being as rich as himself.

In this round, plus the one at the entrance, the three holy places have already lost two rounds.

Although both games were just verbal battles, the impact was still huge.

At least for those who come here today, it will have a huge impact on their future positions.

Mo Chenyan, Xi Ruohan and Meng Jixia felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed a dead fly for a moment, and they all snorted coldly.

Mo Chenyan suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a fake smile: "No matter how ingenious the conspiracy is, no matter how eloquent the mouth is, in front of absolutely powerful strength, these are all empty. You must know that in the martial arts world, the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is. Lord Jun...what do you think?"

Jun Fuyao: Since you can’t win the war of words, are you ready to get back at them with force?

All right, let’s be happy today. Since the three holy places want to be abused so much, I will be kind enough to fulfill your wish.

"I think... what Sect Master Mo said makes a lot of sense." Jun Fuyao chuckled and said, "I..."

"Since Lord Jun also thinks it makes sense, it's better to do it today than to wait for a better day. Why don't we have a competition today? It will also allow the heroes of the world to see the strength of the Fuzun Palace." Mo Chenyan interrupted Jun Fuyao and spoke quickly.

“Well, Sect Master Mo’s suggestion is not bad.” Jun Fuyao smiled faintly and said, “Today is the day when our master’s Fuzun Palace is opening. It would be auspicious if there is no blood to decorate it… Sect Master Mo happens to be in this mood, so let’s have a competition. It will also be a good opportunity for everyone to see the elegance of the three holy places.”

Hearing this, everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

I've only heard that it's not appropriate to see blood on important wedding days, but I've never seen anyone consider the sight of blood auspicious on a wedding day. This Lord of the Holy Continent... is truly a weirdo.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in a purple robe walked out from the Dunshi Sect's camp. She said with a haughty look, "Du Jiahui, the third-level Saint King of the Dunshi Sect, is waiting to be taught."

“Level 3 Saint King…” Jun Fuyao smiled faintly and said, “Master Ying, you will be in charge of the next matter. You must receive our guests well and don’t let some people say that we are impolite.”

"Don't worry, my lord. I will make sure everything is arranged properly." Jiang Ying clasped his fists towards the void and said with a smile.

Jun Fuyao has not shown up until now.

Jun Fuyao directly handed over the challenge from the Dunshi Sect to his subordinates to arrange, the meaning was self-evident.

The people from the three holy places were not worthy of her efforts at all, and were not even qualified for her to arrange personally.

Du Jiahui didn't show it on her face, but her eyes revealed a sharp light: I will make sure the people in Fuzun Palace are in trouble later!

Jiang Ying glanced at Du Jiahui and said with some embarrassment: "Level 3 Saint King, this is a little difficult to arrange..."

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ying suddenly realized something and shouted to the outside of the door, "Captain of the Fuzun Palace's security team, Zhang Da Niu, come in."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone from the line of ladies welcoming guests outside trotted into the hall.

Jiang Ying casually cupped his fists towards Du Jiahui and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. This is one of the guards of our Fuzun Palace, Zhang Daniu. Her cultivation is roughly the same as yours, so let her entertain you."

Everyone:...

The third-level Saint King of the Dunshi Sect is only equivalent to the captain of the security team of the Fuzun Palace. This comparison is... too insulting.

Du Jiahui's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Alright, let me learn from this... team leader's skills."

Just when everyone thought the fun was about to begin...

"No, I don't want to compete with her. I'm a team leader. If I compete with such a piece of trash, other sisters will definitely laugh at me if they tell others."

Du Jiahui almost got angry when she heard this...

A squad leader? How high of an official do you think you are? I am so angry...

"Shut up! They are guests!" Jiang Ying scolded, "Are you stupid? I let you go because I am giving you face. Do you still want your captain to go with such a bastard?"

Everyone:...

Do you want to hear what you are saying?

"I am the team leader, my status is so high..." Team leader Zhang Danniu was still muttering there, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"That...the one called Zhang Da Niu or Zhang Xiao Niu, come up quickly and die!" Du Jiahui, who was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, roared.

"My name is Zhang Da Niu, Zhang Xiao Niu is my sister. She is at home farming, and she doesn't know martial arts. Why are you looking for her?" Zhang Da Niu looked at Du Jiahui and said with a somewhat critical tone: "You are at least a third-level Saint King, why are you talking so nonsense? Let me ask you, what is your position?"

"What position?"

Du Jiahui was so angry that she laughed.

It's so funny. The Holy Kings are worshipers in the three holy places. Who dares to assign positions to them?

"I am the captain of the fifth squad of the first battalion of the Fuzun Palace Outer Guard Brigade." Zhang Danniu looked at Du Jiahui with a look of superiority, as if she were a subordinate.

"Among my subordinates, the deputy captain is a Level 3 primary Saint King, and the other subordinates include four Level 2 Saint Kings, six Level 1 Saint Kings, and eight Level 4 Saints. Including this team leader, there are a total of twenty people.

Internally, I am the captain of the Fuzun Palace's guardhouse, and externally, I am responsible for everything from Wanshou City to Donghuang Country's Huangcheng."

Zhang Da Niu proudly introduced herself, "In other words, I am a frontier historian. To be honest, I really don't want to fight with you. I can handle people like you with my men. If I fight in person, it's really a bit... well, what...?"

Zhang Da Niu scratched her hair, thought for a moment, and suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "Why use a chicken knife to kill a cow?"

Why use a chicken knife to kill a cow?

What the hell? ? ?

Everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, their faces turned red...

Funny as it was, everyone was still amazed at Fuzun Palace's strength.

A third-level Saint King is the captain of the security team, and the weakest of his subordinates are all Saints. This strength... is simply incredible!

Du Jiahui didn't want to listen to Zhang Danniu's nagging anymore, and yelled, "Come out here and die!"

Then the man flashed out and disappeared from the hall.

Zhang Daniu, who felt that she had lowered her status, followed him out reluctantly...

After a while, there were bang bang bang sounds outside...

Everyone was on pins and needles and were about to leave to take a look when they saw the tent at the entrance suddenly and slowly move apart. The guests facing the entrance could immediately see everything happening outside the arena.

In addition, there are several extra-large mirrors around to reflect each other, so that no matter where the two people on the field fight, as long as they do not leave the arena, the guests can see it clearly.

This exquisite design can't help but make everyone's eyes light up.

But the expressions of Mo Chenyan, Xi Ruohan and Meng Lixia suddenly darkened.

It seems that Jun Fuyao had anticipated this competition, and that she and the others... might, perhaps... have fallen into her trap again.

The three of them felt a bit caught in a dilemma at this moment.

The three of them were almost certain that Jun Fuyao would fight back sharply this time and embarrass them.

But the competition had already begun, and in front of so many people, the three of them couldn't open their mouths to call for a stop...