In his thirties, he is not too dark, and everyone is beating the grandmaster, people are more angry than people!

At this time, it was fast, and several Qingcheng Grandmasters on the side killed together, regardless of face.

At that moment, the murderous aura was rampant, like thunder, and the sound of the surrounding air splitting was endless.

If they can't take this vicious boy anymore, then the entire Qingcheng, the dignified martial arts leader, is afraid that it will become a martial arts joke, so they are in a hurry.

Everyone looked at the attack from all directions, and couldn't help but worry about the young man on the field, and at this moment, everyone prayed for him.

Han Wenxuan did not disappoint them, his body was full of qi and blood, turning into a huge blood-colored haze, enveloping the audience.

The god-like figure is like the newborn sun, shining brightly and splendour.

Suddenly, an aurora flashed across the sky, and when it was fierce, the sharp energy was frequent, and the indomitable momentum swept across the eight wildernesses.

"Bang!bang!bang!" only a few dull knocks were heard, and suddenly, several Qingcheng Grandmasters present were scorched by a dry wooden gun, and they didn't have half a piece of good meat on their bodies.

"Poof!" Jingming, who was the leader, immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood, like a rocket, and flew out upside down, and Liwei landed in the open space next to him.

I saw that his clothes were torn, like a beggar, bloodstained, and there was a fishy smell in the air.

"Buy Ka, he is by no means an ordinary chemical martial artist!" everyone in the audience exclaimed, otherwise how could he be so invincible, just like opening a bug.

However, this group of people was still a little less daring to continue thinking about that frightening inference.

At this time, Han Wenxuan's spear was in his hand, sweeping in all directions, and with one move, he beat Jingxin into a dead dog, shattering the bones around his body and vomiting blood.

"Be careful! he ...... He's innate!"

A hint of embarrassment flashed on Ling Hu Xi's pale face, the so-called peace had long been broken.

It was only at this time that he understood why Han Wenxuan's face was as usual, and why he was able to defeat himself easily.

It turns out that people are already in the innate realm, and the so-called transformation of mortals into immortals is enough to be called half-step immortals.

It's a pity, it's too late! A fierce spear instantly erupted with bloody red gas, and suddenly struck the chests of the remaining people, who seemed to want to dodge, but couldn't.

"Squeak!" The ribs were cracked, and there were faint dents, and several people were swept away by Han Wenxuan's move, swept off the stage, and were kicked for a long time!

Han Wenxuan sneered, "The shopkeeper bullies customers!heh!" He didn't intend to let them go so easily.

The power of qi and blood exploded, as strong as the morning sun, which made the other grandmasters present shocked, and even planned to escape, but it was too late, under one shot, it seemed to split Huashan Day, and the ring in the field turned into rubble.

Burst!

More than a dozen figures spurted blood at once!

The warriors who were fighting outside the arena were stunned, they were already stunned, it was a shocking battle.

Countless eyes converged on the figure in the middle like an ancient beast, and a young man stood in the middle with a wooden spear in his hand.

Around, the Wudang Twins, Qingcheng Sixiu, and Emei Immortals all bowed their heads, and the rest of the Qingcheng Grandmasters were even more unknown in life and death, which was terrifying!

Han Wenxuan is as powerful as a god-given god of war, turning wood into a gun, sweeping in all directions, invincible!

"First. He ......."

Jingming struggled to stand up, his face turned pale, and whispered, this sentence happened to be heard by other people, and the audience was boiling.

Transforming Grandmasters has been the lifelong pursuit of many martial artists, and all of them are dragons among men.

Martial artists are the best among tens of millions of people, but only a thousand warriors can show a dark energy, and ten thousand martial artists may not be able to be called a grandmaster, and the vast majority of people are stumbling in the dark for a lifetime.

The change of the grandmaster is like a carp jumping over the dragon gate, life and death are unpredictable!

However, at this moment, in the eyes of the three thousand warriors of Qingcheng, a legend appeared, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old innate grandmaster, how could it not be terrifying?

"Innately, I understand ......"

A trace of inexplicable blush appeared on Murong Qingyunqiao's face, and the whole person was stunned on the spot, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, and she was speechless.

Why can people easily see through her, just because they are innate grandmasters, how can snakes compete with dragons?

In the middle of the crowd, Lin Yaoyang said triumphantly: "I'll just say, how can this group of spicy chickens beat Han Shao, it's funny!"

Hua Tongtian, who was originally reserved, also nodded, he guessed that Han Shao was congenital, but how could this be as shocking as what he saw with his own eyes!

The audience was silent, no one dared to speak, even Jingming and them, how could an innate grandmaster allow them to mock wantonly.

Now they don't think that Han Wenxuan deserves to die, they only think about how they will die later, they are inherently angry, and they are lying on their bodies for hundreds of miles, this is by no means an empty word.

Why Qingcheng can be the leader of the martial arts and overwhelm the factions is not because they are congenital in charge of teaching, or they are congenital in their prime.

No one knows the Chinese martial arts, no one knows, Qingcheng Lingyunzi, forty-five into the congenital, comparable to the ancient sages.

But looking at the scene on the stage, more than a dozen congenital life and death were unknown, and all the martial arts Tianjiao were seriously injured, but only one young man was safe and sound, with an expressionless face, as if he was isolated from heaven and earth.

This is him, a living teenager innate!

"Oh my god! Lao Tzu is not mistaken! Seventeen-year-old congenital?" someone in the audience couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

This is his grandmother's, it's more scary than hell.

The bloodied Qingcheng Jingxin struggled to stand up, his legs still trembling and trembling as he looked at Han Wenxuan, and said, "How is this possible? Even the ancestor can't do it...... He's actually an Innate Grandmaster!"

A strange smile flashed on Ling Hu Xi's extremely pale face, "Hahaha! In my lifetime, I can actually see such a heavenly pride, and I will die without regrets!"

The congenital is to transform the world, the whole body is as strong as a chicken, it is one, swallowing the true qi in one mouth, and it is unpredictable who can stop it.

Not to mention them, even an innate sect master of the same realm might not be able to kill him easily

The internal strength is integrated, turned into an external defense, and unless it is a divine weapon, it cannot cause harm to him at all.

Not to mention that he is still a pure body cultivator, and his body is as strong as his blood, which is comparable to steel and iron bones.

This is him, a legendary existence.

Looking at Han Wenxuan's appearance, he is delicate and immature, and there is still a little fluff on his face, not to mention that he is seventeen years old, even if he is fifteen, some people believe it!

Han Wenxuan's expression was indifferent, and he casually glanced at the audience, focusing on the people in Qingcheng, the spear in his hand was sassy, and the blood-red aura was rolling, which was terrifying to look at.

A young man is born, just standing there gives people infinite pressure, not to mention the real cow beep.

Who was present who didn't see it with their own eyes, Han Wenxuan stepped on the so-called Huaxia Martial Arts Realm and established his name as a grandmaster.

"Invincible! Invincible in China"

Many warriors praised it, and they couldn't help but wonder how far Huaxia could go in the future with the innate existence of this teenager who was comparable to nuclear weapons.

"Alas! Qingcheng miscalculated this time. "Those who have a little vision will understand that Qingcheng, who has provoked a big enemy, is fun now.

If it can't be handled properly, I'm afraid that the Chinese martial arts world will be regarded as a laughing stock.

Seventeen-year-old congenital, peerless Tianjiao, not to mention whether he can be strangled or not, this name of strangling genius alone is enough to make Qingcheng stink for 10,000 years!

What's more, even if Qingcheng kills the killer, he can't do anything to others, a physical training innate is definitely not an existence that Qingcheng can easily hurt this kind of qi training.

Compared to Qingcheng, Murong Qingyun and Ling Hu Xi were bitter, and they saw the indifference in Han Wenxuan's eyes, which was an attitude of indifference to all beings, just like looking at ants.

This kind of person must not be viewed from a normal point of view, he does not have the slightest respect for life, and he is idealistic when he is happy.

Maybe people have already had murderous intentions towards them, but they are very bland, which is like the cold of winter, as cold as ice!

"Why hasn't Qingcheng come yet, if this continues to drag on, everyone will be killed!"

"There is no way! Qingcheng has only one congenital, I heard that Ling Yunzi, the head of the sect, is receiving visitors from Wudang, Shaolin, and Emei, maybe he doesn't care about things here. ”

"Just kidding! this is a special congenital, you think it's a cabbage!"

Although Qingcheng is a congenital grandmaster, the young man in front of him is also congenital, who is more noble than whom?

"Is this the only way?" At this time, a trace of ripples appeared in Han Wenxuan's eyes, and he said indifferently: "What this emperor hates most is people who don't have the strength and like to talk big, do you know that you are pretending to beep with your life?"

Hearing this, Ling Hu Xi, Murong Qingyun, Qingming and others trembled, as if they had fallen into the cold abyss of the Arctic, and their whole bodies were awe-inspiring.

I felt that a looming murderous aura around them gradually became stronger, as if it had turned into a field and became a big stone pressing on their hearts.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Suddenly, a strange cry resounded throughout the audience, and those who had watched the Romance of the Gods were moved, why did this sound so good!

An elegant figure appeared in the eyes of everyone in the distance, without the slightest hint of the unstoppable wind, plain as water, like an ordinary person, standing lightly opposite Han Wenxuan.

At this time, everyone reacted, and turned their heads to see a middle-aged man in a blue-green gown, whose whole body turned into a force, mysterious and unpredictable, but it made people unable to look directly.

Innate!

Definitely an innate great master!

"Isn't he the Qingcheng Sect Leader Ling Yunzi? He really went out to guard in person, won't he be a king against a king now?"

Everyone present recognized it, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, Ling Yunzi, as a Huaxia Innate Great Grandmaster, was definitely not something they could afford to provoke.

It's just that this act doesn't show that Qingcheng is soft, and the dignified martial arts leader is actually respectful to a seventeen-year-old boy, which is incredible!

"Who are you?" Han Wenxuan's face was indifferent, and he turned his head to look, "If the ants are guilty of violating the sky, if the emperor does not punish him, he will not laugh at the world." ”

These simple words came out of his mouth, and it made people feel very arrogant, Qingcheng Zhangjiao personally guarded, but no one was a bird, it was simple!

Many young warriors looked at that majestic figure, their eyes were shining, and their blood rushed: "No! I must recognize him as the boss!"

Qingcheng Sect Leader Ling Yunzi was not angry, and replied with a peaceful face: "Qingcheng Lingyunzi has seen Daoyou!"

This act simply blinded the eyes of the people present, when did the innate great master become the uncle next door?

Hearing this, Han Wenxuan's face was indifferent, and a word slowly spit out from his mouth, "Oh!"

Suddenly, a trace of embarrassment flashed on Ling Yunzi's face, he didn't expect that people would not be interested in his name at all, it was really embarrassing!

couldn't help but sigh and said sincerely: "The promotion of the year of the dance statue is congenital, it is really unique in China, and when I see it today, I am very ashamed of the poor road." Daoyou is really peerless!"

"My Qingcheng disciple has eyes and doesn't know the real dragon, offending Daoists, poor Daoist here to ask Daoists to raise their noble hands and spare their lives, Qingcheng should give Daoists an explanation. ”

In an instant, the audience was silent, and everyone held their breath, staring at the field with big eyes, for fear of missing this scene.

Han Wenxuan looked up and said lightly: "The emperor must not commit a crime lightly, the capital crime can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped." ”

Immediately, the spear in his hand shook, and several blood-colored rays of light shot out, heading straight for everyone in Qingcheng.

"Hmm!"

I only heard the people in Qingcheng snort, and a trace of blood spit out from the corner of their mouths, and an inconspicuous pebble actually hurt their muscles and bones.