Tong Mu's words were very heart-wrenching, and the faces of the other two people led by him changed greatly, their faces were red and white for a while, and Wang Chen's face was even more like dripping blood. There are more than 100,000 outer disciples in the door, 5,000 miscellaneous disciples, and more than 500 inner disciples, and a group of seven people can become miscellaneous disciples, which is already very good, but they are so degraded by Tong Mu, how can they not be angry.

A trace of murderous intent burst out on Wang Chen's face, and he whispered to the two people around him, Zhao Yang, who was one of the two people of the Chendang dog's legs, was naturally Wang Chen's horse, and without waiting for Tong Mu to speak, he glared at his legs, and the whole person ejected out, smiling and smashing towards Tong Mu's head.

"How dare this scrap talk like that?"

"Is he crazy?"

"It's crazy, I've heard that he dances a lot in class. ”

"Dare to provoke Chen Shao, there is a bitter pain to be suffered now. ”

The crowd around them watched curiously.

Wang Chen's heart was full of ridicule and joy at the moment, especially when he thought of the disciple of Tongmu's inner sect and the eldest grandson of the Tong family. It must be very comfortable to beat this waste material, and when the corners of his mouth rose and watched Zhao Yang's fist fall, he was in an extremely comfortable mood.

"Be careful!"

Sun Zining exclaimed, but she was a magician, and there was no possibility of saving her for the martial artist's swift blow, so she was frightened and closed her eyes in pain.

Tong Mu is just a two-star magic apprentice, how can he resist a blow that even ordinary martial artists can't withstand.

"Touch~!"

The onlookers heard an unusually dull blow, Zhao Yang's body suddenly stopped in front of Tong Mu, and his fist just swung down, just stopping at Tong Mu's eyes, and everyone couldn't see what kind of virtue Tong Mu had beaten him into because of their sight.

Tong Mu still maintained the previous light and light clouds, without a little pain.

"How so?"

Wang Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he found that although Zhao Yang's fist touched Tong Mu's eyes, it was only slightly touched.

"Ah~!"

A terrible cry pierced the sky sharply, and everyone rubbed their ears uncomfortably, and even became dizzy by the sudden scream. One can imagine how much pain the owner of this voice endured.

Everyone was stunned to find that the person who made the voice was actually Zhao Yang, who was the first to attack.

Everyone's curious heads forwarded, their eyes narrowed slightly, and finally saw something similar to wood from under Zhao Yang's crotch, which seemed to be stained with blood and yellow and white things.

I saw Zhao Yang's eyes bulging out, his body trembling uncontrollably, and then he knelt on the ground weakly, and the moment his knees touched the ground, there was a chilling wail.

"Zhao Yang!"

The other six shouted his name in horror, but Zhao Yang didn't seem to hear it at all at the moment, just kneeling there and convulsing, screams coming out of his mouth one after another, like a wounded beast.

When Zhao Yang knelt down, everyone understood that Tong Mu took out a wooden stick out of nowhere and inserted it directly into Zhao Yang's liferoot, and the wooden stick ran out directly, which really hurt to watch.

Everyone frowned, their facial features pinched together, and they felt empathy.

Under the unanimous reaction of everyone, Tong Mu pouted, shook his body and took a few steps back, and said angrily: "Why do you have such an expression, I just thought, you said that I am an ordinary person, even if you want to test how big the gap between myself and the second-order warrior of the Xuanwu Realm is, you can't call me empty-handed." ”

So I took out a wooden stick from the storage bag, who knew that he rushed over like this, so scared that I didn't hold the wooden stick, and fell directly to the ground, it was really unlucky, he actually used his life root to slap the wooden stick that just bounced off the ground, I thought this was some kind of heaven-level martial art, who knew that the wooden stick would be made like this. ”

He looked at the wooden stick inserted in the other person's body, and he had a very disgusted and very pitying expression, as if this wooden stick was important to him.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he walked towards Zhao Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, and muttered: "This is the heirloom of my Tong family." ”

As he spoke, he held the wooden stick in his hand and directly pulled the wooden stick out half an inch under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

"Ah~!"

Zhao Yang's scream like killing a pig resounded in the sky.

Tong Mu frowned and looked at the blood stains stuck together on the wooden stick, shook his head, and said, "But it obviously can't be cleaned." ”

As he spoke, he inserted the stick half an inch into it.

"Ah~!Tong Mu, I am your ancestor!" Zhao Yang wanted to grab Tong Mu with both hands in the depths of his weakness, but he couldn't lift his hands in pain.

Tong Mu frowned again and said, "Obviously you bumped into it yourself, why do you want to scold my ancestor." ”

After that, Tong Mu slammed on the wooden stick very hard, only to see Zhao Yang's knees being knocked a few centimeters off the ground, and then kneeling in the distance.

Everyone's attention was focused on the combination of the wooden stick and the body, and they didn't hear Zhao Yang's screams at the moment, so they felt a little strange, so they looked up and saw that Zhao Yang had fainted.

The male compatriots present all subconsciously protected an inch below them, grinning their teeth, and their faces were so hideous.

Wang Chen was furious, the shawl behind him was windless, his right foot stepped out hard, and the tough white marble slabs trembled, "You! You ......! Tongmu, you are too vicious, as an inner disciple, you treat a miscellaneous disciple shamelessly like this!"

Tong Mu looked at each other like a fool, and said: "Who of us is shameless, obviously he hit the wooden stick himself, my heirlooms are ruined, I don't know who to reason with, there are so many people present, you can't rely on your eldest brother to be powerful, just reverse right and wrong." ”

"You ......"

Tong Mu's hand not only disgusted Wang Chen, but also pulled Wang Yi in, and everyone present thought that Wang Chen often bullied new classmates by taking advantage of Wang Yi's position, and immediately hated Wang Chenlai, and said one after another:

"yes, I've seen it all, and he bumped into it himself. ”

"Wang Chen, you are not ashamed, let a junior brother of the second-order Xuanwu Realm go to beat a magic apprentice who has no cultivation, and slander him, shameless!"

"Hurry up and find an excuse to take Zhao Yang to be treated, it's too embarrassing!"

Although Wang Chen often bullies and dominates the market, he basically comes forward as a junior brother, because he himself has a shortcoming, he is easy to stutter when he is excited, and when he sees everyone accusing himself like this, his face is flushed with anger, and he is excited, and he says: "I...... I...... I, you...... You, you're ...... today Sky...... Give it all to ...... Zhao ...... Zhao ...... Zhao ...... Zhao!"

Tong Mu looked at Wang Chen with an uncomfortable face, and added: "Give Zhao Yang his life, you mouthpiece, did your tongue wisp through the steel bar when you were a child, it sounds really uncomfortable!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the onlookers, who were originally timid and afraid to speak, couldn't help but laugh out loud at this moment.

Wang Chen no longer talked nonsense, this time his line of seven people was planted, if he didn't kill this initiator, it is estimated that his future cultivation will have problems, it is difficult to advance, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly towards Tong Mu, after all, he is a warrior of the Sanyang Realm, and the attack method will not be as simple and direct as Zhao Yang, he dodged slightly, and smashed towards Tong Mu's ears from the side.

"Splitting the sky and breaking bones, 100,000 catties of strength!"

"It's so strong, he deserves to be a master of the Three Yang Realm, this kid has to lie in bed for at least a year!"

"The strength of the third order is very strong, how can a white-clothed magic apprentice be able to fight against it. ”

"One realm day at a time, it is difficult for a three-star samurai of the same rank to fight a third-order five-star samurai, let alone cross two stages. ”

"Tong Mu, dodge quickly, it is very difficult for a magician to fight against a martial artist before he has cultivated a magic shield at the fourth order!"

Sun Zining exclaimed, pinching his hands and about to catch up. Although she was in a hurry this time, her magic shield had already been opened halfway, and it shouldn't be too much of a problem to resist a punch from a third-order martial artist, and she couldn't watch Tong Mu die.

"Touch~!"

She watched in surprise as Tong Mu held her head in her hands, and rushed towards the other party brainlessly, and in an instant, she collided with the other party, and there was another dull loud noise.

Everyone looked again, only to see Tong Mu's head strangely crashing into the lower part of Wang Chen's middle and front, which was exactly the same as the position where Zhao Yang was injured.

"Ah~!~ My bird, my bird!"

The sharp screams spread again, Wang Chen desperately covered the bottom with his right hand in pain, blood and something slimy left along the back of his palm, and the pain of drilling his heart came from below, and suddenly his face turned pale, and what made him even more frightened was that his dantian seemed to be cracked, and he clearly heard the sound of cracking in his abdomen.

Sun Zining's half-condensed magic shield slowly dissipated, and the whole person stood there in a daze, halfway through the flipping of the trick in his hand, and just stopped straight like that, no longer moving.

"What the hell is going on?"

Everyone was stunned and speechless.

"Don't you see any force fluctuations?"

"I don't even see if the magic fluctuations are good or not. ”

"Why are you exploding again, this kid is weird!"

Everyone began to suspect Tong Mu, but when they looked closely, Tong Mu was holding his head in a circle in place at this time, obviously just receiving a lot of impact, and now he was dizzy and couldn't find the north.

"I seem to see that Wang Chen jumped up and directly pinched Tong Mu's head with his two hips?" a young man in Tsing Yi pondered with his chin on his chin throttle.

"Wang Chen is a third-order martial artist, how could he be stupid enough to do this to him. ”

"I can't figure it out either, but seeing is believing, he just used his crotch to clamp Tong Mu's head. ”

"What the hell, how can there be such a demonic thing in the world, twice in the same position. ”

Everyone looked at Tong Mu who was shaking all over the field in horror, and it was indescribably weird.

"Ah~!"

Tong Mu swayed, and actually shook Wang Chen's front, knocking him down inexplicably, and his heel seemed to step heavily on his injury, and the latter howled in pain.

"What's it called, how did it get dark just now, who hit me on the head!"

Kirilli stood upside down, shook his head, and pressed his toes again.

"Whew~!"

Wang Chen's eyes also darkened and he fainted.