"What, you dare to say we're crumbs?"

The two Korean grandmasters were furious, after they achieved the name of the grandmaster, they were admired everywhere they went, and where were they so humiliated?

"A small transformation realm, a mid-transformation realm, and a transformation realm master, what is it if it is not a miscellaneous matter?" Wang Tu said indifferently, not taking the sect master in front of him in his eyes at all.

If this sentence is heard by the know-it-all, I am afraid that it will shock the entire martial arts world.

Even the Transformation Realm Dacheng is a miscellaneous in the eyes of vain attempts, so how terrifying is the cultivation of the king's own disciples?

"A junior, so arrogant!"

These two grandmasters also had to be shocked in their hearts, Wang Tu was only twenty years old, and he became a Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm, stepped on the void, and killed a Grandmaster of the Transformation Realm with one move.

However, if they are allowed to come, they can also kill with one hit.

The Korean Grandmaster in the middle of the Transformation Realm came first, and with one foot in the air, he suddenly stirred up a thousand waves under his feet, and he stepped out of a puddle several meters deep.

The mid-stage grandmaster stood up with both hands in the shape of a knife and swept it into the air, only to see a wave rising in the void, which turned into a condensed blade, absorbing all the surrounding air and forming an extremely sharp wind blade that could cut through steel.

The wind blade roared, and the speed was so exaggerated that ordinary people would crack their eardrums just by hearing the sound of the spikes.

Just a wind blade showed his strength in the middle of the transformation realm.

This wind blade killed all the way in front of the king disciple, with the momentum of a rainbow across the sun, as if it was going to split everything in half like the little Cheng grandmaster.

But in the face of this wind blade, Wang Tu only flicked his fingers, as if he had drawn all the clouds and mist around him, and immediately transformed into another cloud and mist wind blade, with a trace of green light, and swung it forward slowly.

The cloud wind blade seemed slow, but it came first, floating in the air and accelerating violently, advancing forward like a tank.

Immediately, the wind blade was shattered by the cloud and mist wind blade, and it was cut across the air, and the bursting energy in it blasted out in all directions, and the water under his feet was blasted out of the water column.

And the Cloud Mist Wind Blade was still moving forward, killing the mid-stage Grandmaster in the same way.

But where did the mid-stage grandmaster think that his housekeeping skills would be cracked so easily, his eyes widened, and the internal strength of his whole body was mobilized, and he swung dozens of times in a row, and then dozens of wind blades with equally terrifying power came out.

"If you can cut one, can you cut thirty-six!" the mid-stage grandmaster roared.

The Cloud Mist Wind Blade of Wang Tu's blow just now was really powerful, and it was easy to dissolve his mastery, but he also saw it just now, the cloud and mist around Wang Tu was almost clean, and it was impossible to condense the second Cloud Mist Wind Blade.

So this time, he had the confidence that he would kill the king's disciples!

The Dacheng Sect Master next to him also nodded secretly in praise, the middle stage Grandmaster's thirty-six wind blades have been condensed for decades, and even a few meters of steel plate can be easily cut.

Sure enough, the Cloud Mist Wind Blade slashed at most ten more Wind Blades, and it was completely dispersed.

A smile appeared on the face of the mid-stage grandmaster, but this smile did not last long before it completely froze on his face.

"It's just a small spell for you to break me, and it's really amazing to think of yourself. Wang Tu said lightly.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, obviously it was a weaker action than scratching, but there was a resonance in the void, as if the space in front of him was grabbed and rubbed by him, and the wind blade that spanned dozens of meters suddenly disappeared, like a calm air.

"How is that possible?" The mid-stage grandmaster's face changed in shock, and he was about to retreat violently subconsciously.

But how could the Wang Disciple give him this opportunity, I saw that the grasp in the Wang Disciple's hand slowly loosened, and suddenly thirty-six wind blades appeared in front of the Wang Disciple, but this time, the wind blades were facing the mid-stage Grandmaster.

"Go. The king spat out a word.

Those thirty-six wind blades burst out, and the speed was even greater, and the murderous aura was even greater!

Grandmaster Dacheng reacted almost the moment the wind blade was dispatched, and he stepped forward suddenly, trying to form a shield in front of the mid-stage grandmaster.

But this wind blade is too fast!

In the blink of an eye, it had already stabbed through, breaking through the mid-stage grandmaster's protective strength without any hindrance, killing thirty-six wind blades in a row, directly cutting the mid-stage grandmaster into dozens of pieces, sinking to the bottom of the sea, dyeing a bright red.

Grandmaster Dacheng's eyelids jumped straight when he saw it.

Is this still human?

Wang Tu was only twenty years old, and their initial guess was that this white-clothed Grandmaster would also enter the Transformation Realm by breaking through the sky, which could be seen from the ease with which he killed two Transformation Realm Grandmasters in a row.

I'm afraid he's at least a master of transformation!

When did such a demon appear in Huaguo?

No wonder the king's disciples would call them miscellaneous, because together, they couldn't withstand the king's killing.

"Hehe, I'm misled. Grandmaster Dacheng shook his head and said with a smile.

"Originally, I thought you were a martial arts master, but judging from the battle just now, you have kept a long distance from beginning to end, and every move is a qi condensing spell, which has nothing to do with martial arts, so you should be a master of cultivation, not a martial arts master. ”

Analyzing this, Grandmaster Dacheng suddenly laughed wildly.

A master cultivator does have an advantage over a martial arts master, but all these advantages are based on distance, as long as the distance is maintained, a master of cultivation can even grind a master of transformation to death.

But that has to be a good distance.

If you don't become a real person in cultivating the Fa, you can kill a master of the Fa cultivation within ten steps, which is not a joke.

What's more, he's a Transformation Realm Great Success Grandmaster!

The other two grandmasters took it lightly, and only then did they fall into the path of the king's disciples, and were bombarded to death by harnessing spells.

But as long as you close the distance and kill the king with one punch, it is easy.

Grandmaster Dacheng had a thought in his heart, his confidence skyrocketed, his hands were full of internal strength, protected in his fists, if he looked at it with internal strength, this punch was as big as a basketball, and it could easily shatter human bones.

"Grandmaster in white, don't think about distancing yourself from me, among the grandmasters in South Korea, I am known for my extreme speed, even bullets, I can easily ......"

Suddenly, a fist as crystal clear as white jade moved quietly, without warning, and suddenly came while Grandmaster Dacheng was speaking, like breaking a piece of tissue paper, piercing Grandmaster Dacheng's chest, and even his heart was blasted into powder by a punch.

"How could it be ......?"

"You're not just a true person practicing the Fa...... Or is it a martial arts master? How could this ......?"

Grandmaster Dacheng mentioned the last breath of internal strength, and as soon as he finished speaking, the whole person lost all his strength, and collapsed into the water, splashing with blood-colored waves.

Wang Tu indifferently withdrew his fist, but it was not stained with any blood, it was as pure as jade.

"Chop and go. ”

……

On the ship, Su Baozong was dumbfounded, and almost didn't give the narrator two slaps, proving that this was not a dream.

One dozen three!

A dozen of the real deals!

And this is not some street hooligan fight, just rely on a little trick or strength, the other party is three Transformation Realm Grandmasters, one of them is still the existence of Transformation Realm Dacheng!

"No wonder Instructor Wang is so confident, it turns out that he has enough strength to do the guarantee. Su Baozong shook his head secretly.

Being able to kill three grandmasters at once is a terrifying record at home and abroad.

"To do this, Instructor Wang is enough to intimidate South Korea's Hansheng Group, and he won't dare to have the slightest idea about him for a hundred years. ”

"He could have gone back. ”

As soon as Su Baozong finished speaking, he saw that the white figure continued to step forward without hesitation after solving the three of them.

The old grandmaster on the side couldn't sit still either, and slowly walked to the deck.

"Young people, I just don't know how to accept it when I see it, and I don't want to stop until I have to make a fuss, and my head will bleed. ”

The old grandmaster sighed twice.

"I'm this age, and I have to do it. ”

Only the last sigh was heard, and a figure stepped out, so fast that it did not fall behind the king's disciples.

However, after a while, Wang Tu stopped indifferently, because there was also an old man in front of him, who was clearly trying to block his way.

"Grandmaster in white, or if I call you Instructor Wang, it will be more kind. ”

The twilight old man smiled lightly: "Killing the three grandmasters, Instructor Wang's goal of revenge on the Han Sheng Group has been achieved, the death of these three grandmasters will at least make the Han Sheng Group hurt its muscles and bones, and the loss of the economy will be at least a billion, and it will not be able to relieve itself in a few years." ”

"It also suppressed the morale of South Korea, making it difficult for him to raise his head in our Chinese martial arts community. ”

"Isn't this enough, why go any further, and have to fight to the death?" said the old man in the twilight.

At his age, many things have been seen through, and he can understand that Wang Tu stepped on the Yellow Sea in anger for the red face, but this is after all a matter of will, and being able to do this step is already the limit of Wang Tu's strength.

Because behind the old man in the twilight of life, there is a grandmaster who is also at the peak of the transformation realm, and there are countless missiles and cannons, and helicopter gunships are waiting for him.

There will be no shame in the king's retreat now, on the contrary, he will be touted as a myth and become a widely circulated story in the streets and alleys.

Wang Tu looked at the old man in his twilight years, but he didn't mean to defend it.

"I'm not trying to take revenge on the Hansheng Group. ”

After a long time, Wang Tu said coldly.

"I'm going to destroy the Hansheng Group!"

Suddenly, the twilight old man felt the momentum of the king disciple's body that pierced the heavens and the earth, and suddenly frowned, his beard was angry, and his wrinkled skin returned to his youth almost instantly, and the muscles of his body skyrocketed, and the twilight old man also changed from an old man to a man in his forties.

He clenched his fists, there was no showmanship, and there were no cool moves, just like that, he punched and slammed into the king's disciple.

The true strength attached to this punch is many times stronger than that of the Korean Dacheng Grandmaster.

He can't watch Wang Tu, a young and promising young man who can carry the banner of the military region in the future, fall in South Korea, a small place.

This punch did not stay at all, it was as fast as lightning, like the roar of cannon fire, shattering the void, if it hit Wang Tu, it would at least make him lie down for half a month.

But in the face of this monstrous punch, Wang Tu just sighed secretly, and threw a punch lightly with his hand, on the contrary, just like a child fighting, it looked better to tickle people.

The two fists collided with each other in the volley.

A ring-shaped cloud and mist rippled out of it, spreading for thousands of miles, directly affecting the ship and the Korean border, and all the people under the internal strength were knocked down by this wave and couldn't get up.

Su Baozong is the pinnacle of internal strength, his eyesight is amazing, and he can naturally see the situation thousands of miles away.

At this moment, the two have separated, separated by more than ten meters.

"It seems that the old grandmaster is even better, after all, he is the signature figure of the Hua ** District......"

Before Su Baozong finished speaking, he saw the old sect master thousands of miles away suddenly stunned.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood!