This battle will surely be engraved in the minds of everyone present and will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

They realized that, compared to this battle, the previous battles were nothing more than children's plays.

Especially those masters who are in the late stage of moving mountains, after personal experience, they have faintly realized, and some people who have been stuck on the bottleneck for many years even feel signs of breakthrough.

No one stepped forward, and almost everyone was carefully comprehending, seizing the time to comprehend the ethereal and illusory epiphany.

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, the stones in the pit moved.

First, a large bloodied hand rested on the edge of the pit, and then a bloody humanoid creature slowly stood.

From the top of his head to the soles of his feet, blood flowed, staining his entire body red

With an earth-shattering loud bang, the audience was silent, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of blood water.

Blood covered the face, and the face could not be seen clearly.

Only one eye burst with fine light, and only the whiteness was still hideous and cold.

Wu Zheng stood up straight, holding his head high, as if standing on the top, looking down on the mortal dust.

Such a tragic situation, but there is not a trace of decline in sight.

Such a tragic situation, on the contrary, is domineering and condensed, and the mountains are small at a glance.

The people around him forgot to come forward to attack, and the gunner, who had loaded the magazine again, also forgot to shoot, and everyone looked at him in amazement.

Some people who are not mentally strong even subconsciously retreat.

It was a shock from the depths of the soul, a shock that had never been seen before.

The vast majority of the people present were martial arts practitioners, and there was a natural awe in the face of the strong.

Even Han Yue was shocked, the Qi Transformation Realm, which was not too stable, became more and more stable in this battle, he never thought that a person with a lower realm than him could bring him such an unexpected effect.

"You are a true warrior". Han Yue slowly adjusted his internal breath and pressed the somewhat manic internal qi in his body back to the dantian, while walking towards Wu Zheng step by step. In this battle, although he had the absolute upper hand from beginning to end, the pressure on this battle was not at all.

"Death at my hands is not a humiliation for you."

Wu Zheng stepped out of the pit and staggered forward, leaving a bright red footprint on the ground with every step he took.

"Old horseman, Lao Tzu is not dead".

On the hillside, He Li looked at the old man, the old man's expression was as plain as ever, and his eyes were still looking into the distance, but she was careful to see the green tendons on the old man's arm bulging slightly, and she followed the old man's gaze into the distance, and subconsciously bit her lip.

Han Yue took two steps, suddenly stopped, his eyes widened suddenly, his gaze looked past Wu Zheng's body in the direction of the entrance of the mansion, his brows twisted into furrow-like folds.

Without hesitation, he suddenly accelerated his speed, and at the same time made a knife in one hand, galloping like thunder.

The step is like a god, the palm is like a knife and an axe, he approached Wu Zheng in the blink of an eye, fell from the sky, and slashed at the top of Wu Zheng's head.

Wu Zheng roared again, raised his fists high, and held the knife in his hand.

The internal air was released, and a transparent blade could be seen in the air and continued downward, slashing at the bald head glowing red.

The scalp exploded, blood splattered, and Bai Sensen's skull was faintly visible.

Wu Zheng grabbed Han Yue's wrist with both hands, turned his waist and immediately slammed his shoulder, Han Yue's body flew upside down, and he turned countless heels in the air, landing more than ten meters away.

The moment he landed, he didn't stop, his toes flicked lightly on the ground, and he jumped high again.

"Second Knife"!

Wu Zheng's blood was hazy, the only remaining eye was blurred by blood, and the whole world was crimson. Suddenly, I saw a big red knife falling from the sky.

There was no fear, no retreat, and he roared and rushed forward to meet the sick, blood-colored knife. The muscle cells in the whole body were howling and screaming in pain, and all the strength was instantly evacuated by Wu Zheng, rushing towards the blade where the breath of death was diffused.

Two figures, one red and one white, collided in the courtyard.

Wu Zheng turned his head to dodge, slashed his hand knife on his shoulder, and with a click, there was a dull cracking sound from his shoulder bones, which were as hard as steel.

At the same time, Wu Zheng's knee lifted and crashed into Han Yue's abdomen.

Han Yue pressed one hand against his knee, and most of his internal qi was used on the hand knife, but this hand lacked internal strength, and was pushed forward by the knee against the palm of his hand, hitting his abdomen.

The trapped beast still fought, bursting out with its last strength, and this power was greater than any blow that Wu Zheng had broken out before.

Han Yue sensed the qi in his whole body stirring, and the whole person ejected out, crashing into the thick vermilion lacquer pillar.

The pillars creaked, and the fine nanmu pillars were knocked out of cobweb-like cracks.

Before he landed, Han Yue stepped on the pillar with both feet, and the person was like a horizontal knife, shooting directly at Wu Zheng. The pillars behind him exploded suddenly, and sawdust flew everywhere.

"The third knife"!

The wind was raging in the courtyard, and the knife aura spread, enveloping Wu Zheng's body.

Wu Zheng stood motionless, only a cold smile did not decrease, and the two consecutive blows just now had exhausted all his strength.

"Whoosh"!

A familiar sound of breaking the sky came from outside the sky, piercing through the gate of the Wu Mansion, through the tall and thick walls, and through the limitations of time and space.

With a unique whistling sound, the Triangular Army Thorn suddenly came like lightning, and when the third knife was cut down, it collided with Han Yue's human sword.

Han Yue had already noticed it, but he was still a step too slow.

The hand knife changed direction in an instant, cutting the three-edged military thorn horizontally, and the two huge forces collided, the military thorn flew out diagonally, and the person also withdrew diagonally.

The next moment, a tower-like man fell from the sky, his feet fell to the ground like a bell, splashing stone chips all over the sky.

Everyone was caught off guard and retreated.

When the stone dust cleared, there was no longer Wu Zheng in the yard.

I don't know who was the first to react, shouted and chased, and the surrounding people chased out of the door frantically.

Han Yue stood in place, his right hand drooping, blood dripping down his palm, and a hideous triangular blood trough appeared on his palm.

Not far away, the three-edged military thorn inserted into the rockery, bright red blood rippling in the blood trough.

Han Yue tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it in the palm of his hand, his eyes kept staring in the direction of the gate, his expression blank.

On the hillside, the old man watched the figure break in, watched the figure leave, and said to himself, "What a wonderful time."

He Li hadn't woken up from her daze yet, she just heard two loud noises, and then she looked again, there was no longer Wu Zheng in the courtyard, and until now, she hadn't figured out what had just happened.

"Old Ancestor"?

The old man turned and left, "Don't worry, he can't die."

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Tiandu Hotel, Lu Shanmin stared at Feng Xiaolan with wide eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

The plan can't catch up with the changes, and in his plan, Wu Minsheng will not attack Wu Zheng at this time

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Wu Zheng formed an alliance with Wu Shicheng and Wu Shikang, moving Wu Zheng is equivalent to moving the second and fourth rooms, and the people who move the two rooms at the same time will set off what kind of storm in the Wu family, I can't imagine it. If it is an ordinary person, it is normal to take revenge on Xue, but is Wu Minsheng an ordinary person, obviously not, he is the head of the Wu family, and he has been in the Tianjing business world all his life, he really can't believe that he will be an impulsive and reckless person.

Feng Xiaolan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Lu Shanmin's eyes, "What are you thinking?"

"What you say is true"?

"Of course it's true, Goshawk himself asked me to tell you".

Lu Shanmin frowned, "For such an important matter, why did you come over and tell me, don't you know to make a phone call?"

Feng Xiaolan pursed her mouth, "Can you say this kind of thing on the phone, I'm a cautious liaison."

"Then what's the point of you only coming to tell me now, Wu Zheng is estimated to have died a long time ago."

Feng Xiaolan tilted her head and looked at Lu Shanmin, "Isn't Wu Zheng your enemy, he almost killed you last time in Qishan, why are you so nervous?"

Lu Shanmin frowned, thinking in his heart whether Wu Zheng's death would do more harm than harm to him or harm more than good, if Wu Zheng's death set off civil strife in the Wu family, this would be a good thing, if not, it would be a bad thing.

After thinking about it, I still think that it is better for Wu Zheng to live, after all, he has Wu Zheng's murder evidence in his hands, which is equivalent to holding Wu Zheng's life, if Wu Zheng can successfully sit in the position of the head of the Wu family, it is equivalent to holding the entire Wu family.

For him, dealing with the Wu family is only the first step in the long march, and then there are the Lu family and the Tian family that are even more difficult to deal with.

Lu Shanmin knocked his forehead, suddenly lost, "Don't come to my words."

Feng Xiaolan angrily knocked on Lu Shanmin's forehead, "I kindly came to inform you, and you didn't even give me a sip of water, so you treated me like this."

"You didn't call the police?" Lu Shanmin looked at Feng Xiaolan in surprise.

Feng Xiaolan shrugged her shoulders, "Didn't you say just now, it's too late, it is estimated that when the police arrive, everything will be handled properly."

Lu Shanmin was entangled in his heart, "Sometimes I think you are a fake policeman."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is a special case, and you have to use special methods to deal with you extraordinary criminals."

Lu Shanmin raised his head and looked at Feng Xiaolan.

Feng Xiaolan suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly covered her mouth, "I, I didn't mean that."

Lu Shanmin waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, what else is the news."

"I should ask you this sentence, how have you been in contact with the shadow lately"?

Lu Shanmin's brows furrowed slightly, "Do you think I'll tell you?"

"Lu Shanmin, don't rely on our good relationship to get cheap and behave, I'm helping you, they're not good people."

Xiao Nizi, who had been sitting next to her watching TV, pursed her lips and glanced at Feng Xiaolan as if she was looking like an idiot. "Big chest and no brain".

Feng Xiaolan straightened her neck, and finally didn't have the courage to say cruel words to Xiao Nizi, I don't know why, every time she saw Xiao Nizi lack some confidence, it wasn't that she was afraid, she just didn't dare to confront her, and even she herself wondered why she couldn't lose her temper with this little girl.

After letting it out in one breath, Feng Xiaolan changed the topic and said: "Nalan Zijian, that scumbag still succeeded, Meng Yue will marry him next month, this bastard fox is a fake tiger, I don't know what will happen."