"Unruly?" Wu Zhiwen asked in surprise, "What rules?"

The old man said shyly: "We don't want to fight alone in this operation, our rule is to beat you!"

"Oh?" Wu Zhiwen sneered and said, "It's the first time I've seen you so high-sounding to talk about the beating!" Okay, I'll let you guys go up together, come, beat me!" he said as he hooked his fingers at everyone, ignoring them.

The old man smiled and grinned, but his face turned solemn, he made two gestures, and the formation of the seven people slowly changed. The old man was still standing at the back, but the six people in front were faintly divided into two rows, joining each other. If it seems to an outsider, this formation does not have the slightest peculiarity, but Wu Zhiwen's eyes shrank, this formation actually secretly coincides with the signature formation of a sect in the universe.

"Wind Rumor Seven Array?" Wu Zhiwen frowned, and thought in his heart: "This Wind Rumor Sect participated in the encirclement and suppression of me back then, could it be that there are descendants of the Wind Rumor Sect on this earth, and even the Wind Rumor Old Monster is here?" Thinking of this, Wu Zhiwen was full of murderous intentions, and was about to kill the seven people in front of him with a heavy hand, when suddenly his heart moved, and he said indifferently: "What kind of pose are you guys putting on? Do you want to die a good death? But for me, it's all the same! Because strength can crush everything!"

"Haha......" Wu Zhiwen let out a long laugh, his feet were forced, and the soil suddenly fell out, and his whole person rushed to the front of the big man "Big Bear" like a cannonball, and smashed it with a punch.

"Big Bear" had already prepared, and with one kick back, he unloaded his strength, crossed his hands and arms, and blocked it in front of his chest. There was a crisp sound of "poof", and Da Xiong's whole body was smashed by a huge force and his arms were broken, almost breaking his sternum, but fortunately, Wu Zhiwen's men were merciful. However, under this punch, the big bear basically lost his combat effectiveness, staggered back, and fell to the ground unable to move.

"One!"

Wu Zhiwen smiled at the corner of his mouth, did not stop at all, took another step, came to the white-bearded old man, and said, "Two!" Before the words fell, his fist had already reached the old man's chest. This old man is the old man who was competing with Wu Zhiwen in the lottery hall just now, he is actually standing in the third position, but Wu Zhiwen is the second to find him, or don't do any fancy moves, attack with brute force.

Although the old man's strength is relatively strong among the seven, but his body is a little worse, seeing Wu Zhiwen's might, his heart was shocked, and he felt that he couldn't respond, but a woman in a black tightsuit behind the old man was strained, and with a shake of his feet, he stretched out his hand, and he pulled the white-bearded old man to the side.

"It's not that easy!" Wu Zhiwen said with a smile, only to see him step on his feet hard, poof, the entire ground cracked within a two-meter radius, and the place where he stepped on his feet instantly sank half a foot. With a swish, Wu Zhiwen's figure was like an illusion, and he instantly came behind the woman and grabbed her right shoulder.

"Ahh

"You dare!" Another man in a black tights was stunned, pounced on him from behind, and kicked Wu Zhiwen in the back of the heart. The man and woman in the tights are the two people who appeared in the office of Fan Shanhai, the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and they look very much like a couple.

Wu Zhiwen was halfway through his fist, and suddenly fished back, grabbed the ankle kicked behind him, and said, "You better get away!"

When everyone saw it, their hearts were all shocked, how much strength does it take to throw an adult man to such a distance?

Wu Zhiwen didn't look at it, and smiled at the woman in black: "It's really not appropriate to beat the girl's face, let's spank it! Although your reaction is not slow, it is only suitable for sending sheep into the tiger's mouth!" When the woman heard this, she struggled hard, but she was still controlled by Wu Zhiwen's palm, which was useless.

"Smack"

Wu Zhiwen slapped her on the buttocks, and said with a smile: "Well, yes, full of elasticity!"

"I'm going to kill you!" said the woman in black, ashamed and angry, hateful.

"Oh?" Wu Zhiwen stared at the woman's beautiful face and looked carefully, and the others didn't dare to step forward when they saw that he had a hostage in his hand. The woman was furious by him, and although she struggled desperately, she couldn't break free at all.

"Do you have a sister?" Wu Zhiwen suddenly laughed.

"You, how do you know?" the woman asked, stunned.

"Because you are very similar!" Wu Zhiwen threw the woman out of two or three feet, and after leaving the woman, he ignored her, shook his body, and came to the white-bearded old man again.

This old man is already Xiaocheng of the Tiangang Realm, that is, the realm of Xiaocheng Grandmaster, and he is one of the top two masters in this seven-person team, but he is not as good as the woman who has been taught by a master in terms of body agility, and he is too big, so that he was almost caught off guard by Wu Zhiwen just now.

However, the old man had already learned to be obedient at this time, and with a single palm, a fierce gang qi slashed towards Wu Zhiwen's body.

Wu Zhiwen also greeted it with a palm in the face of the essence of the gangqi, but his palm seemed to be much less powerful, and he didn't even have a trace of gangqi. But it was such a palm without the smell of fireworks that actually crushed the old man's slashing qi, as if it suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"You, this can't ......" the white-bearded old man exclaimed, "Unless you are the strongest grandmaster!"

In the circle of the elderly, the grandmaster is divided into four levels: entry, small success, great success, and peak, and the peak grandmaster also becomes the strongest grandmaster. To be able to dissolve his palm power so lightly, he had to be the strongest grandmaster who could train his Gang Qi to do whatever he wanted and control it to the Wonderful Realm. If Wu Zhiwen can reach the realm of a grandmaster at a young age is a genius, then it is simply impossible to control Gang Qi to such an extreme, it is not something that can be achieved with good talent, it must be based on talent, and it is impossible to practice the kung fu of water mill for more than ten or twenty years! As the old saying goes, this is called perfection, and this kind of kung fu is not something that can be replaced by any talent!

"Is the strongest grandmaster, what's the big deal?"

At this moment, a voice came coldly from the bamboo forest, and Wu Zhiwen's eyes slowly became solemn!