When Wang Yue's dragon stick swung out, the first warrior who rushed towards him was immediately hit by Wang Yue. In an instant, a huge black stick qi passed through the warrior's chest. The warrior's face suddenly changed drastically, and his entire body bent forward rapidly. At the same time, a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth. Before he could let out a scream, he flew out fiercely, slamming into a large group of warriors behind him.

At the same time, behind Wang Yue, the warriors on the left and right rushed towards him at the same time, waving at him with the weapons in their hands. Standing in the black and oppressive sea of people, Wang Yue was expressionless, and waved the coiling dragon stick in his hand. His coiling dragon stick instantly struck a warrior in the waist. At the same time, the warrior's body immediately crashed into the warriors around him.

One inch long and one inch strong, when the weapons in their hands had not injured Wang Yue, they were swung out by Wang Yue with a fierce dragon stick.

Then, looking at the warriors who continued to rush up, Wang Yue jumped high and slashed at the dragon stick in his hand. With this stick, Wang Yue not only played the powerful power unique to a god-level master, but also played the terrifying true qi unique to his god-level master. The stick borrowed the power of the person, the person borrowed the power of the stick, and the long dragon-shaped stick in his hand that was black and abrupt fell quickly, and a huge stick shadow also fell quickly.

He stared widely. The martial artist standing in front of him watched the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand fall, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank into a dot at this moment. Then, before he could make any sound, his whole body turned into a cloud of blood mist. And the martial artists standing behind the martial artist, they watched a huge stick-shaped true qi fall in front of them, and they suddenly felt a heavy pressure like a thousand catties falling from the sky. Their faces became more and more ugly, their chests became more and more stuffy, and with a poof, they couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out in all directions.

"Huh?" When Wang Yue defeated a large number of martial artists with thunder as soon as he made a move, the martial artists behind him continued to rush towards him and wanted to sneak attack him. And he turned around at this moment and looked at them with a pair of cold eyes that emitted black light.

At this moment, everyone was terrified.

And Wang Yue saw that they were shocked by himself, and he didn't stop because of this. When a warrior is still in a daze. He swung the dragon stick at the warrior's head.

With a pop, the warrior couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Then, he swung at the warriors with a stick.

These warriors, they all want to kill him. And their strength is very different from their own, and they even dare to come and kill him.

Just glanced at the unconscious Li Jie, Wang Yue's heart was full of anger. But. As a god-level master, he still remained calm and had no expression on his face.

With this stick, he immediately swung down a large number of warriors. Looking at the remaining warriors who continued to be in a daze, Wang Yue quickly rushed towards them, and swung them out with another stick.

Seeing that these martial artists continued to be in a daze, Han Anjun immediately frowned. He quickly clenched his fists, and he immediately shouted loudly, "Don't be afraid of him, don't be afraid of him! Have you forgotten why you came here? Wang Yue in front of you, although he is a god-level master, but you have more than a thousand people, are you still afraid that you won't be able to kill him? I, Han Anjun, support you on behalf of the Seven Star Gang, don't be afraid!"

"Assi, with our President Han Anjun supporting you, what else do you have to be afraid of? Kill, kill him!" Seeing Han Anjun, he was anxious. The subordinates he brought with him from Dahan immediately shouted, trying to boost everyone's morale and kill Wang Yue.

However, as soon as the words of the Great Korean Warrior fell, his face changed rapidly. I saw a black stick qi through the crowd and hit him, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"Dog, do you also have the qualifications to bark in front of me?" Wang Yue was expressionless.

"..............." Listening to Wang Yue's words, the remaining Han warriors who wanted to help Han Anjun speak turned pale.

"He's not my opponent, he's just a god-level inferior master, are you still afraid of me here?" Seeing that his subordinates were also frightened by Wang Yue, Han Anjun's face changed and he immediately shouted loudly.

Han Anjun, he really didn't take Wang Yue in his eyes. Because, in his heart, this Wang Yue is just a god-level inferior master, and he can't be his opponent. If he makes a move now, then Wang Yue may die. However, he didn't want to waste too much energy on Wang Yue. As long as his subordinates and this group of warriors in Huaxia killed Wang Yue, with the strength of his god-level middle master, who would dare to be his enemy if he robbed Wang Yue's head? If he could get it for nothing, why would he fight Wang Yue?

Moreover, he is the number three person in the dignified Seven Stars Gang. His body is so expensive, what if he is injured by Wang Yue.

Just urge those people to attack Wang Yue desperately.

Thinking of this, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Don't be afraid, rush up and kill Wang Yue!" Seeing Han Anjun's morale, one of Han Anjun's subordinates thought about it and immediately said.

And as soon as the Korean warrior finished speaking, he saw a black stick shadow striking at him again. Immediately, a pair of eyes widened, and the warrior spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"Whoever wants to kill me, you can do it. Wang Yue, a smile slowly appeared on his expressionless face.

"..............." Listening to Wang Yue's words, the warriors who surrounded him turned pale.

"If there is no one, I will do it. Wang Yue smiled, and a pair of eyes became sharp.

At this moment, Wang Yue immediately rushed into the sea of people in front of him like a tiger entering a flock. Just one glance at a surprised warrior, he struck him in the head with a single blow. When the warrior was beaten by him and fell to the ground with blood all over the place, he returned his hand and swung another stick at the head of the other warrior.

Stick after stick, he kept knocking down a famous martial artist, and kept beating a famous martial artist to burst out with red blood mist and fall to the ground. On this ground, many warriors soon fell, and soon blood was shed all over the ground. And those warriors, even if they tried to rush up and fight with Wang Yue, it would be to no avail. Whoever comes close to him will be knocked down on the spot by him with a blow.

Soon, as more and more warriors fell. There is more blood on the ground. Those warriors gradually discovered that they came to kill Wang Yue together, and it was obviously Wang Yue who tortured and killed them alone.

No matter who it was, no matter what his rank was, if he got close to Wang Yue, he would be beaten to death with a stick, and the weapon in his hand would break and fly around. He shot mercilessly, there was no emotion in his eyes, he was like a killing machine.

This Wang Yue is too ruthless.........

And at this moment, when a martial artist saw Wang Yue's eyes looking at him, his face immediately changed greatly, and his mouth moved to say something. Before he could say it, he saw Wang Yue swing a stick at him.

The moment he fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and a large amount of blood slowly flowed from his head.

He wanted to say, I am a disciple of the Jinmen Huo Family Boxing Gym, you can't kill me.

However, Wang Yue didn't give him a chance at all. Until he died, he didn't get a chance to say what he wanted to say.

Soon, Wang Yue's eyes looked at a martial artist again. When the martial artist met Wang Yue's gaze, he suddenly felt that his limbs were cold, and there were bursts of urine from somewhere in his body.

Wang Yue, he is too ruthless. Although they were outnumbered at the moment, and they had more than a thousand martial artists, they didn't want to be killed by Wang Yue before he killed them. Five billion is good, but their lives are also important. He was so ruthless that anyone who came near him would be beaten to death with a stick. And when they stopped attacking, this Wang Yue also rushed into their sea of people to attack them.

If. Wang Yue just injured or disabled them with a stick, and it felt like it was worth fighting for 500 million. But Wang Yue wanted to die as soon as he made a move, who could bear this. It had only been ten minutes before they had already lost more than fifty of their companions. Then the martial artist saw Wang Yue's gaze looking at him, and as soon as his eyes changed, he immediately said quickly, "Wang Yue, you can't kill me, I am a disciple of the Great Dao Sect in Dongshan Province." ”

With a snort, as soon as his words fell, Wang Yue's coiling dragon stick immediately swung towards his head. The skull shattered, and the warrior flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Dadaomen, very powerful?" Wang Yue sneered.

Whereas. When he looked at a warrior again, the warrior's face suddenly became like a dead man. He was about to cry, thinking of his identity as a disciple of Yan Qingquan, he quickly turned around and wanted to escape from the sea of people. However, behind him was crowded with dense warriors, where did he have a chance to escape? He immediately spat blood out of his mouth and crashed into the crowd in front of him.

"Wang Yue, is he crazy?" At this moment, some martial artists began to feel that something was wrong.

His shot was too ruthless, and he was going to kill people as soon as he made a move. They felt that it was no longer them who killed Wang Yue, it was Wang Yue who was killing them.

This time, when Wang Yue's eyes looked over again. The eyes of those warriors suddenly panicked. When a warrior met Wang Yue's gaze, he immediately fell to the ground. The other warriors, who were afraid that Wang Yue would look at them again, turned around and pushed the crowd behind them to escape.

And Wang Yue didn't let them go, just when they turned around and wanted to escape, Wang Yue rushed up and knocked them down with a dragon stick.

Gradually. The crowd surrounding Wang Yue was completely chaotic. They knew that Wang Yue dared to kill, and none of them wanted to die. As if they had exploded, they scattered like a tidal wave, and then fled in all directions. But when they fled, Wang Yue still didn't let them go. He quickly chased after the dragon stick in his hand, and knocked down a large number of warriors who wanted to escape.

Finally, when those warriors fled without a trace. Wang Yue, he slowly turned around.

Stepping on the blood all over the ground, Wang Yue walked over to Han Gaojun step by step............

This Wang Yue ............

Just looking at Wang Yue's cold eyes and the cold aura emanating from his whole body, Han Anjun's face changed.

Wang Yue, he saw that Han Gaojun's face changed, and a sneer was drawn from the corner of his mouth.

When Wang Yue walked towards him with black qi all over his body, when he stepped on the blood all over the ground and walked towards him. Suddenly, Han Anjun clapped his palms and smiled.

"Yes, very good. Wang Yue, the leader of the Northern Dark Martial Arts Alliance, is really very powerful. You are very good, you killed a small number of warriors with thunder, and scare away the remaining half of the warriors who would pose a threat to you and could kill you with your momentum. Congratulations, you've managed to scare them away and win yourself hope of survival. Pouting disdainfully, Han Anjun said with a smile.

"Yes. Just looking at Han Anjun smiling, Wang Yue was expressionless.

"But. You know what? No matter how smart you are, you'll always be just a god-level master. A god-level inferior master will never be able to defeat a god-level intermediate master. In front of a god-level middle master, all conspiracies and tricks are small tricks, and only strength is everything!" Han Anjun said with a smile.

"Yes. Wang Yue was still expressionless.

"Hehe, I, Han Anjun, am the number three person of the Seven Star Gang, the number one force in South Korea. He is one of the three tigers of the Han family and a god-level middle master. Originally, there were so many helpers here, I didn't need or disdain to do it to you. But you defeated them, and congratulations, you managed to challenge me. Come on. Let's have a big fight. Huaxia warriors, let's see the strength of our Korean warriors!" He continued to smile, and suddenly, Han Anjun's eyes became fanatical.

Then, he immediately twisted his neck, untied the tie on his suit, loosened the two buttons on his shirt, and took out a short katana from his body, "Wang Yue, come on, let's have a big fight." Let you, a god-level inferior martial artist in Huaxia, see the strength of our Korean god-level intermediate martial artist!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested. Listening to Han Anjun's words, Wang Yue showed concern in his eyes and looked at Li Jie, who was placed aside by him.

"What did you say?" Hearing Wang Yue's words, Han Anjun was stunned.

"I said, I, Wang Yue, am not interested in seeing your strength, because you are not qualified to be my opponent. ”

Just looked at Han Anjun fiercely, and Wang Yue suddenly condensed the true qi of his whole body in the coiling dragon stick. With a slash of the dragon stick, the five hideous black dragons immediately let out a roar and devoured Han Anjun............

This stick almost exhausted all the true qi in his body, and he just wanted to solve Han Anjun with one stick............