What? Wuji Divine Skill? Could it be that this is the complete version of Wuji Divine Skill in his mouth?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Su Wu with a shocked face.

It is not a secret that the Wuji Divine Skill can only be practiced by the descendants of the Zhao family, and the terrible thing about the Wuji Divine Skill is also very clear to everyone, once it can be practiced without being able to practice the Wuji Divine Skill, the combat effectiveness can be increased by at least more than fifty percent.

Zhao Yang looked at it, his eyes were also wide, his face was full of greed, if he could get the full version of the Wuji Divine Skill, the throne of the next Zhao family head would definitely be his, and even, he might become the hero of the Zhao family for a thousand years, after all, the Wuji Divine Skill had been lost for too long.

"Okay, since you want to find death, then Ben Shao will fulfill you, and I will personally take action to give you this supreme glory!"

Zhao Yang stared at Su Wu and sneered faintly, and then with a slight force of his arm, he directly pushed Zhang Xiaorou in front of Zhao Bing, and said coldly: "If I lose, kill this person immediately." ”

"Hehe, young master, don't worry, even if you take a finger from him, I will not hesitate to kill this person. ”

Zhao Bing grinned, smiling evilly like a ghost.

Hearing this, Zhao Yang nodded slightly, walked towards Su Wu, and said with a playful grin: "My punch will hit your left shoulder, I hope you must avoid it, otherwise, I really don't know what will happen to that Xiaorou."

The words fell.

Zhao Yang's whole person rushed out towards Su Wu, and at the same time, his fist also smashed towards Su Wu, the terrifying fist, like a meteor, fast, terrifying, the terrifying power of the Grandmaster Realm was almost completely exploded at this moment.

If Su Wu didn't avoid this punch, with Zhao Yang's strength, even if this punch couldn't kill Su Wu, it would be enough to kill him.

"Su Shao, get out of the way!"

Fu Qisheng, who was kneeling on the ground, pulled his throat and screamed with great concern, in this world, except for his father, he really couldn't imagine that someone was willing to suffer three knives and six holes for him, this Su Wu was in his heart, he was just like his father who deserved his respect, how could he be willing to see Su Wu being injured by Zhao Yang?

It's a pity.

Su Wu was still indifferent as if he hadn't heard it.

"Made, are you still going to take the opportunity to sneak up on me later?"

Zhao Yang grinned, and a terrifying fist came in an instant, slamming into Su Wu's shoulder.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out.

Su Wu was like being hit hard by a mad bull, and the whole person flew out directly and weakly backwards, flying out upside down for a distance of nearly dozens of meters before falling heavily on the hard rocky ground, and his whole person felt like he was about to fall apart on the spot.

"Whew!"

Zhao Yang looked proud, blew two mouthfuls of hot air into his fist, and said with a faint smile: "Your little body is really good! You can actually block a punch from a strong person in the Grandmaster Realm, but the next punch I want to smash is your head, I hope your head is as hard as your shoulder!"

After Zhao Yang finished speaking, he grabbed his fist and walked towards Su Wu again with a murderous spirit.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you!"

Seeing this, Fu Qisheng, who was kneeling on the ground, gritted his teeth, and the whole person rushed towards Zhao Yang like a fierce tiger.

"Whew!"

When the children of the Zhao family saw it, their faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly rushed towards Fu Qisheng.

But Zhao Yang, who was moving forward, raised his hand to stop everyone, turned his head to look at Fu Qisheng, and grinned cruelly: "Since I was a child, I Zhao Yang has always bullied others, but you are so capable! You dare to bully Lao Tzu and put a hat on Lao Tzu, you are very good."

The words fell.

Zhao Yang's terrifying punch slammed into Fu Qisheng's chin.

The terrifying power is like a hammer, carrying the terrifying power of the extreme, on the spot, blood splattered, several snow-white teeth flew out together, Fu Qisheng's whole person was bombarded by this terrifying power and flew out a hundred or twenty meters away, fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood, along his mouth, kept coming out, like a fountain, Fu Qisheng felt that his whole body was in pain as if it had exploded, gritted his molars, and struggled on the ground a few times, as a result, he couldn't get up。

"Qisheng, Qisheng, you don't care about me, you go, you go!"

Zhang Xiaorou, who was pinched by Zhao Bing, struggled hard, staring at the embarrassed Fu Qisheng with her throat and yelling loudly.

It's a pity that although Fu Qisheng has some fist and foot skills, how can he stop the strong man in the realm of the grandmaster? This punch did not directly kill him, and it was the reason for Zhao Yang's mercy, otherwise, with the horror of the realm of the grandmaster, this punch was enough to easily take Fu Qisheng's life.

"Boy, you can eat my punch too!"

After Zhao Yang smashed Fu Qisheng's punch, he seemed to be in a good mood, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and then smashed his fist towards Su Wu's head again.

"It's now!"

Su Wu, who was lying on the ground, had a cold look in his eyes, and his legs wrapped around Zhao Yang's legs.

"Not good!"

When Zhao Yang saw it, his complexion suddenly changed, his molars were bitten, and the power in his fist was once again terrifying, and he smashed towards Su Wu's head.

"Whoosh!"

With the help of the power on his legs, Su Wu's whole person rushed upward, and at the same time, his fists smashed Zhao Yang's dantian, and the terrifying power was like countless sharp knives, which pierced Zhao Yang's dantian in an instant.

"Ah!!!h

A terrible scream came from Zhao Yang's mouth.

"Made's noisy!"

Su Wu rushed again, and the terrifying force directly knocked Zhao Yang to the ground.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and after Zhao Yang fell to the ground, everyone came back to their senses.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

A servant of the Zhao family hurriedly rushed up.

"Made, you see someone, give Lao Tzu to die!"

Zhao Bing also came back to his senses, gritted his molars, and roared with an extremely hideous expression, and then slammed his palm towards Zhang Xiaorou's head.

"Don't!"

Zhang Yanyi saw it, and immediately widened his eyes, and roared in a panic.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, why do you have to do this?"

Suddenly, one after another trumpets suddenly sounded.

Zhao Bing only felt that his falling fist seemed to be pinched by something terrifying, and he couldn't continue to fall, and then turned his head violently to look over, only to see Zhiheng quietly appear next to him like a ghost.