The Xuan-level middle-level martial artist who was severely injured by Wu De was an elder of the "Iron Master" of the Chinese secular ancient martial arts world, with strong strength and a good reputation in the Chinese secular ancient martial arts world, but he was unexpectedly seriously injured by Wu De's casual kick. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Thief Daoist, dare to hurt our Elder Liu!"

"It's just too deceitful!"

"Shoulder to shoulder, avenge Elder Liu!"

"Fight with him!"

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Along with the Iron Sect Elder, there were several Iron Sect disciples, all of whom had Xuan-level strength, and when they saw that Elder Liu was injured, they couldn't help but be furious, and they roared angrily and launched an attack on Wu De.

"Dao Ye has itchy hands these days, so I'll take a few of you to practice!"

Wu De's face was disdainful, the corners of his mouth were sneering, and his body swayed, shuttling between several Iron Master disciples like lightning.

There was a miserable howl, and several Iron Master disciples flew out in all directions like fallen leaves swept by the wind, unable to land, and everyone was hit hard.

Wu De made a ruthless move, wanting to use a few Iron Master disciples to establish his authority to deter the nearly 100 martial artists around him.

Although Wu De was not afraid of the siege, among the surrounding martial artists, there were ten of them who were equal in strength to him, and if they also participated in the siege regardless of their status as masters, then the matter would be a little troublesome.

On Wu De's side, although there is Fang Bai, a powerful helper, it is impossible for the two of them to win in the face of ten prefecture-level high-level martial artists, not to mention that there are some other prefecture-level and Xuan-level martial artists who are eyeing each other, in case they also participate in the war, they can drag and kill the two of them.

Especially if Fang Bai has to be distracted to take care of Ye Yumei, his combat power will also be greatly reduced.

Therefore, if Wu De didn't make a move, he would be the power of thunder, and he would hit several disciples of the Iron Master Sect hard, so that other martial artists were afraid and did not dare to make a move easily.

Sure enough, the onlookers around the martial artists saw that the disciples of the Iron Master were not Wu De's enemies, they were secretly surprised, and looked at Wu De with fear in their eyes, the martial artists below the prefecture level retreated far away, and the martial artists above the prefecture level also had their eyes flickering, and they did not dare to act rashly.

Even the ten prefecture-level high-level martial artists changed their faces slightly, and their minds were racing, wondering if they would have a chance of winning if they made a move.

Wu De saw that he was powerful in a battle, intimidating hundreds of warriors, he was secretly proud in his heart, and after exchanging glances with Fang Bai, he led the way in front first, Fang Bai took Ye Yu's charming little hand and followed, and the three of them continued to stride towards the hovercraft.

"This Taoist leader, if you get a benefit, you will swallow it by yourself, isn't that okay?"

A gloomy man's voice suddenly sounded, and then two figures blocked in front of Wu De and the three of them, it was the pair of middle-aged men and women who were suspected of being disciples of the "Ghost Medicine Valley", and it was the middle-aged man who spoke, with a smile on his face and a flickering gaze.

"The ancestors are banban! Dao Ye knows that these turtle grandsons will not let us go easily!"

Wu De sighed in his heart.

"What Dao Ye got, what's wrong with swallowing it alone?"

Wu De squinted sideways at the middle-aged man and woman in front of him, with a look of contempt and disdain.

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "We, friends from the ancient martial arts world, have all come from thousands of miles away, and with the benefits, who doesn't want to get a piece of the pie?

"No!"

"Want to be alone?"

"We came to the Twin Islands before you, and you were able to break through the stone henge, also because of our previous onslaught!"

"That is, what you get, you should have a share of us!"

"Take out the treasures you've gotten and show them what they are!"

"If you don't take it out, the three of you don't want to leave Twin Islands today!"

"There are nearly 100 of us, can't we stop the three of them?"

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As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, all the martial artists around him responded, and even those who had already retreated clenched their fists one by one and gathered around again.

Wu De is also a character who eats soft rather than hard, seeing that all the warriors around him were provoked by the middle-aged man, and became excited, he couldn't help but be furious, looked around, and sneered: "Which one is not convinced, come up and fight with Dao Ye! Do you know, Dao Ye just dealt with those turtle grandsons, and his subordinates were merciful." If someone comes to fight again, Dao Ye promises to send him to see the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

All the martial artists have their own ghosts, if they are dirty, they will definitely be more active than anyone else, but when they want to fight with Wu De, a high-level martial artist, they look at each other, and no one is willing to step forward.

Wu De waited for a long time, but no one came up to challenge, knowing that they had different thoughts and looked like each other, he completely put his mind at ease, looked up to the sky and laughed, pointed to the middle-aged men and women who blocked the way, and said loudly: "You two, if you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't fight, get out, don't get in the way!"

The middle-aged man saw that he had successfully provoked the hatred of all the warriors on the scene, and he was secretly happy, thinking that he could set off a scuffle and benefit himself, but he didn't expect those warriors to cower in battle, and he couldn't help but be secretly angry.

The pair of middle-aged men and women are first-class masters in the hidden door world, and they can almost sweep everything in the world, but now, they are challenged by Wu De pointing their noses, and they can't help but look ugly and gloomy.

"If you want to go, you can always show some skills for us to see! If you can catch my palm, I'll let you go!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward, faced Wu De, and said coldly.

"One palm is too little! Come on, come on, Dao Ye will fight with you for three hundred rounds!"

Wu Dehao laughed and swung his fist towards the middle-aged man.

He knows that his opponent is extraordinary, and his strength is comparable to his own, so as soon as he makes a move, he will go all out, and if he wants to come up, he will suppress the opponent and seize the opportunity.

The true element is agitated, and the raging tide is sweeping.

Wu De's fist was like an indestructible golden pestle, smashing into the opponent's chest with the sound of a sonic boom breaking through the air.

Wu De joined forces with Fang Bai last time, and obtained a large number of cultivation resources in the tomb of the innate master Zhuge Dingtian, with the assistance of those cultivation resources, he cultivated a lot, and he was confident that among the high-level martial artists at the ground level, he could already sweep all opponents.

The middle-aged man saw that Wu De actually took the initiative to make a move, and a punch came incomparably powerful, his face couldn't help but change slightly, he shouted violently, and his right palm, which was ready to attack, slapped out like lightning, and met Wu De's fist.

The strength of the two is almost the same, their fists and palms intersect, the true yuan explodes, and there is a loud bang, and the strong shock wave is excited to fly within a radius of several zhang, and the weeds on the ground seem to have been cut by a knife, and the roots are broken.

The martial artists who were watching the battle around, a few people who were closer to the two of them, did not have time to dodge, and under the strong impact of the surging True Yuan shock wave, their bodies fell backwards, spurting blood from their mouths, and suffered heavy blows.

The warriors who were farther away from the two were also affected by different degrees of severity, and everyone was injured.

Of the nearly 100 martial artists watching the battle, only eight high-level martial artists at the prefecture level stood motionless, their expressions unchanged, and they let their clothes dance with the shock wave hunting. (To be continued.) )