Zhang Pinlong was furious, pointed at Wu Xiu and scolded: "You waste still want to kill me, is it possible? Go, go to the Heavenly Master Hall, I will definitely let you die convincingly!"

Wu Xiu smiled lightly and nodded, "Okay, let's go!"

So, less than ten minutes later, the Heavenly Master Hall was already overcrowded.

The Heavenly Master Hall was originally a place where the Heavenly Master Dao held a meeting, and whenever there was a major event, it was also decided here.

This place has existed for a long, long time.

And now, the major events related to the inheritance of the Heavenly Master have once again come to the Heavenly Master Hall.

For the entire Zhang family, this is a big gamble.

But the opponent who opened the bet was Wu Xiu, so the entire Zhang family was much more relieved.

This waste, what's so scary, just blow it up.

Now, inside and outside the Heavenly Master Hall, there are people around.

This hall is also quite large, built with huge stones, and the ancient meaning is vast.

On the wall in the middle, there is a portrait of Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of the Heavenly Master, with a square face and big ears, eyebrows and flying horns, eyes that are not angry and arrogant, and his beard and hair are extremely black and bright.

This ancestor is also a generation of heroes, who personally created the Heavenly Master Dao, and has since become the ancestor of this Dao, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and is also awesome.

It is said that in that year, this ancestor was ascended to the immortal realm, ranked in the immortal class, and became the emperor of the heavenly master, which was even more awesome.

Now, the thousands of years of Zhang family inheritance in this mortal world have reached the point of life and death.

I don't know how this ancestor of the Zhang family has a spirit in the sky, how do you feel?

But now, in the case of the entire Longhu Mountain surnamed Zhang, the descendants of the disciples with foreign surnames and the large number of foreign guests, under the nose of this old ancestor's portrait, a duel that affects the fate and glory of many people is about to begin.

Zhang Pinlong, who is powerful and powerful, looks at the eyebrows and beard, but has a bit of the demeanor of an ancestor.

He stood there like a ferocious dragon.

Standing opposite was Wu Xiu, who formed a strong contrast with him.

The thin figure is quite slender, at least nearly 1.8 meters tall.

But his pale face was like that of a sick man.

Dressed in a black robe suit, he looks so weak and untouchable.

When the two sides were compared, the contrast was too great, and everyone felt that Wu Xiu was going to lose.

Dong Mingshu has no confidence in Wu Xiu, and feels that this guy has beaten Zhang Pinquan, but I'm afraid that he is really bragging, and he just runs the train with his mouth full.

The disciples of the Jackdaw real person also whispered in a low voice, feeling that the master really looked at the wrong person.

The children of the Zhang family, old and young, were even more disdainful, and some of them laughed out loud.

"Look, this rebellious waste, at first glance, it's really a waste!"

"Damn, I don't need Brother Long, I can blow him in the head with one punch. ”

"Killing him is like pinching an ant to death. ”

“......”

The Zhang family is arrogant and self-confident.

Zhang Pinlong was arrogant, and looked at Wu Xiu coldly, "Waste, listen, it's still too late for you to admit defeat now." ”

Wu Xiuyi lowered his eyelids, "Pinlong's nephew, be a man, don't be so unstable." ”

"Hmph, if you don't listen to my advice, then I'll beat your brain and destroy all three souls. ”

Wu Xiuyi hooked his hand, "You're here, don't talk nonsense!"

"Look for death!" Zhang Pinlong roared wildly, and then swung his casserole-sized iron fist and pounced towards Wu Xiu.

In an instant, the audience was full of attention.

In an instant, Zhang Pinlong was close to the front.

In an instant, the stormy fist of the open-mouthed dragon slammed over.

In the air, there were bursts of whirring fist wind, like the sound of wind and thunder.

This strength is extremely shocking.

Wu Xiu hurriedly retreated, not letting the other party hit him.

Zhang Pinlong was furious and continued to pursue.

But unexpectedly, in front of him, he was punched heavily.

The punch hit him in the head.

Then, Zhang Pinlong let out a muffled scream, and the whole person flew up.

He flew through the crowd and crashed into the wall behind the crowd.

It's a thousand-year-old stone, the kind that doesn't melt through the weather.

Bang!

There was a thud and his head hit the wall.

Syllable!

He fell to the ground.

The audience was shocked, and when they looked out, they saw that Zhang Pinlong's head was like a flower, and he was confused, red and white.

The large, strong body was left with only convulsions.

The people of the Zhang family, all their eyes fell to the ground, and a cold arose behind them, looking at Wu Xiu like ghosts.

No one would have imagined that this small physique would be ...... Soon killed Zhang Pinlong!

This is not true!

Someone is rubbing their eyes!

But at that time, Wu Xiu seemed to be standing in place and said lightly: "I didn't kill Zhang Pinlong, it was his own head that hit the wall, it was broken, and it has nothing to do with me." But now, I've won half of my bet. ”

When these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Zhang's has lost half of it, and he has taken a human life.

Jackdaw Real Man won half of the win, and he smiled faintly and nodded approvingly, and the disciples around him erupted in warm applause and cheers.

"Uncle Xiu, it's awesome!"

"It's amazing, Uncle Xiu, I admire you so much. ”

"Uncle Xiu, you are really showing!

"Uncle Xiu, is this the outbreak of the Heavenly Master's small universe, so powerful, you must win ......"

“......”

Dong Mingshu was also stunned, I really didn't expect this guy to be so strong.

That Zhang Pinlong was also really strong, but he didn't expect that in front of Wu Xiu, this was really weak......

Ten years have passed, and I really want to be impressed by Wu Xiu, a dead man.

On the Zhang family's side, Zhang Pinlong's relatives hurriedly rushed over, crying and collecting the corpse, and they were in a hurry.

Zhang Dezhao didn't expect it to end so quickly, his face was gloomy, and he secretly scolded Zhang Pinlong for being a waste.

He jumped two steps forward and said in a deep voice: "Wu Xiu, don't be naïve! Now you only win half of it, the next half is me, you can't win, you are the same as losing." Come on, fight!"