With a bang, Wang Yue's fist and Cangtian's palm slammed together. Feeling a huge force pressing on him, Wang Yue slammed his fist against the palm of the sky, and then quickly retreated and waved his hand to remove the huge force pressed by the sky.

Cang Tian just took a step back, a smug smile on his face.

Although Wang Yue is the national martial arts champion, he is the strongest master of the young generation in China. But Wang Yue is only the strongest master among the younger generation in China, and he is a god-level master with profound skills.

It's not just him, it's the many masters standing here. There are many more that Wang Yue can't beat.

Murong Qunxiong, Nalan Invincible, Compassionate Abbot, Qingxu Zhenren, Su Sanfu, the leader of the Beggar Gang, and Song Haoxiong, the head of the Hero Gate............

Even Bai Qiankun and Lin Zhenming, who are among the four major families of martial arts, are also better than him.

Gradually, the eyes of the sky changed.

This son can't stay......... This son can't stay.........

He had repeated this sentence countless times, but he failed to kill Wang Yue every time.

And today. He finally had a chance to kill Wang Yue.

"This son can't stay!" let out a loud roar, and Cang Tian immediately looked at the god-level masters present such as Shocking Sky, Song Haoxiong, and He Chengtian with a fierce gaze.

"Wang Yue'er, you brute who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors! I knew that you would murder my senior brother, and I should have killed you with one slap in the first place. Kill Wang Yue and avenge the head of my Qingyun Sect!" Tie Gut trembled all over, and immediately turned his palm into eagle claws, turning into a black shadow and rushing towards Wang Yue.

At the same time, the other three elders of Qingyun Gate, Flying Fox, Black Tiger and Divine Dragon, rushed towards Wang Yue at the same time, with tears rolling in their eyes as they rushed towards Wang Yue.

Before Qingyun was poisoned, he had already died because of his longevity. Maybe he knew he was dying, or maybe he didn't have any defense, and he didn't know that the tea handed to him was poisonous. And at the moment when he died, the black petrified poison on his body attacked, and the whole person turned into a stone statue. The four elders didn't know, they thought that Qingyun was killed by Wang Yue. They grew up with Qingyun since childhood. lived and died with Qingyun, and had a friendship of nearly a century. Now that Qingyun is dead, they can't wait to kill Wang Yue immediately to avenge Qingyun.

The four elders made a move, and as soon as these four god-level masters made a move, a devastating momentum appeared in the room.

Seeing that the air in front of him was distorted, and a large piece of wall skin in the entire room quickly fell off, when the four elders made a move towards Wang Yue, Wang Yue's eyes changed, "Drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, Yuwen Shenju, I'm afraid we have caused a big disaster today." Whether it is human evidence or physical evidence, it is enough to prove that we killed Qingyun. We need to get out of the place as soon as possible, and then we can come back and prove our innocence. We must not fall into their hands, or we will never be able to turn over again!"

When Wang Yue spoke, the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, and Yuwen Shenju had solemn expressions. They all realized how serious the situation was today. It was Xitang and some people here who framed them, Qingyun, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, was the most prominent figure in the Huaxia Martial Arts, Qingyun died in front of them, and these people would definitely not let them go.

Without hesitation, they directly pulled the trigger in their hands and shot at the four elders.

However, at the moment when the bullets hit the four elders, they only heard a whirl, and the bullets suddenly stopped in the air. It was firmly controlled by the four elders with true qi.

A second later, the bullets they fired suddenly shot at them, and the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, and Yuwen Shenju's faces changed, and they quickly dodged to the side.

At the same time, the four elders had already rushed in front of Wang Yue. Feeling the powerful momentum in the air, Wang Yue let out a roar like a dragon's groan, his eyes bloomed with black light, and he immediately slammed into the four elders with his fists.

"Brute, you still want to kill us? You will definitely die!" the four elders slammed their palms at Wang Yue's fist.

With a bang, there was an explosion in the room, and Wang Yue spat out a mouthful of blood. Smashed directly into the wall and flew out of the room. Before he could smash the wall and fly out of the room, his body nearly hit the stone statue of Qingyun, and he tried to tilt his body to the left before flying out of the room.

When he flew out, he saw a dense crowd of warriors and policemen quickly dodging in both directions. He landed on the ground, thought about it, and flew to the roof of the side hall.

"Want to run!?" In the room, Murong Qunxiong and many masters smashed the wall with one palm and walked out. Seeing Wang Yue flying towards the roof of the side hall, Murong Qunxiong jumped lightly and immediately appeared behind Wang Yue at a faster speed.

Wang Yue had a lot of sweat on his forehead, and he only felt a shock in his heart, and he couldn't help but look back. I saw that Murong Qunxiong had already grabbed his right leg, and with a strong swing, he threw him into the canteen on the other side.

There was a bang, and the whole cafeteria was dusty. Wang Yue didn't stand up when he fell to the ground, and saw a black shadow appear beside him and kicked him out of the canteen.

Only to feel his body crash through a wall again, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.

It's Song Haoxiong.

His strength is also stronger than himself, when Wang Yue stopped. His expression suddenly became abrupt, and blood continued to gush out of his mouth.

Then, there was a pop around Wang Yue, and the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, and Yuwen Shenju were thrown to Wang Yue's side one after another.

The two supremes of martial arts, the twelve main gods of gold, the three heavenly kings of darkness, the four major families of martial arts, the god group, and the dense martial artists and policemen quickly surrounded Wang Yue and the five people.

At night, the entire Qingyun Gate is like day. Xing Tian looked at the miserable situation of Wang Yue's five people, frowned slightly and said, "Wang Yue, although you are the strongest master of the young generation in China, your Wang Yue team is the champion team of the national martial arts competition. But, whoever it is. You can't be the enemy of the entire martial arts, you are not our opponent, you can be captured. ”

"Amitabha. Wang Yue, you used to be Qingyun's most beloved disciple, we won't kill you today, you will abolish your martial arts. "The master of compassion, the head of the Shaolin abbot, clasped his hands together, and his eyes were joyless and sad.

"Wang Yue, you and your companions can be captured if you abandon your martial arts. If you continue to resist, we will only kill you. The head of the Wudang faction, Qingxu Zhenren, said.

"Shura is really angry!"

With a snort, Yuwen Shenju suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist. His body swelled rapidly, he picked up Wang Yue and Zhao Xi'er with one hand, the drunkard and Young Master Qian with the other, and stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, and he was about to use light skills to escape.

"Qingyunmen Sword Formation!" said with a sneer, looking at the three hundred disciples of Qingyunmen.

With a bang, the three hundred disciples of Qingyun Sect immediately threw the sword in their hands into the sky. Countless cold lights suddenly appeared in the sky, and after quickly turning in the air, they pointed directly at Yuwen Shenju.

Although Yuwen Shenju is demonic, his mind is sober. Seeing countless swords stabbing at him, he immediately threw away Wang Yue, Zhao Xi'er, the drunkard, and Young Master Qian in his hand.

Then, Yuwen Shenju let out a roar of pain, only to see countless swords quickly plunged into his body, and his tower-like body quickly fell from his mouth, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Soon, the black qi on his body disappeared, and the whole person's body quickly became smaller, his body continued to flow blood, lying on the ground and panting.

"Shenju!" Seeing Yuwen Shenju's whole body full of swords, tears burst out of Zhao Xi'er's eyes, and he quickly ran to Yuwen Shenju and hugged him tightly.

hugged Yuwen Shen's tall body tightly, and resentment suddenly appeared in her clear big eyes.

"We didn't kill anyone, we didn't kill Qingyun. It's Xitang who frames us, it's you who are jealous of us who frame us!"

Zhao Xi'er's beautiful voice pierced the sky.

"Shenju ............" Seeing Yuwen Shenju lying on the ground panting heavily, the drunkard and Young Master Qian also quickly shed tears.

Wang Yue's eyes suddenly became blurred.

"This is the price of your escape!" With an evil smile on his face, he walked up to Wang Yue and put the sword in his hand across Wang Yue's neck.