"Boom!"

Wu Heng punched quickly, the muscles of his right arm bulged, and he vaguely moved his killing intent, pressing towards Zhao Guang. Please search () to see the most complete!

Zhao Guang's black hair danced wildly, and he retreated in embarrassment, clasped his hands into fists in front of his chest, blocking the swift and unrestrained fist, and then only heard a click, and the sound of bones breaking came immediately.

"Ahh

Zhao Guang let out a piercing scream, his eyes looked a little hideous, and the whole person staggered back, if it wasn't for the support of his friends, he would probably have sat down on the ground.

It wasn't a fierce battle between monks, it was just a simple fist.

However, the more simple the method of suppressing the enemy, the more it shows the size of the difference in strength between the two sides.

Obviously, this young man in white was so strong that he was enough to crush Zhao Guang, the son of the Zhao family.

Like this kind of son, it is completely because of the strong family bloodline and the abundant resources of the immortal road and he has entered the immortal realm, and he has too little experience, so his heart is not very calm, and he is used to being arrogant and domineering.

"You, you want to kill me?"

Wu Heng looked at Zhao Guang indifferently and said six words, dull as thunder, echoing all around, and disdainful of Dao.

For a while, the audience was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

A few days ago, the seven immortal kings besieged him, and in the end, the six immortal kings all fell, and Li Qing also escaped after nine deaths, and now the little Zhao Guang threatened to leave Wu Heng here, which is really ridiculous.

Fortunately, people don't know the truth of the matter now, Wu Heng deliberately suppressed the combat power, and only showed the twelve immortal veins, hiding other powers.

Of course, the twelve immortal veins can already be called the supreme figures of the younger generation, and the monks who have cultivated the twelve immortal veins with the help of external secret methods are enough to be considered extraordinary demons.

Today's sun is warm, shining on people's bodies without warmth, but sometimes there will still be a cold wind howling, with a bit of gloomy taste.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then erupted.

Zhao Guang has cultivated to the Ten Realms of Ascending Immortals, but he was completely crushed by this unattractive scholar and boy, forming a kind of obvious pair, the contrast is too great, and people can't adapt to it.

Especially the friends around Zhao Guang, they looked at Wu Heng with a solemn expression, and their hearts turned over and over.

Even though Zhao Guang is arrogant and domineering, he also has the ability, and the monks who have cultivated for less than 300 years rarely encounter opponents.

The white-clothed young man in front of them was obviously very young, and his cultivation time might be less than a hundred years, he was a true demon supreme!

After Zhao Guang took that punch, the bones of both arms were broken, and the pain spread all over his body, the pain was a little unbearable, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he looked at Wu Heng viciously and said, "Boy, don't you want to get out of the border city today!"

"If you feel that you still have a bit of backbone, enter the special war zone to fight with the monks of the Seven Realms, and commit murder here, what is it? The most ridiculous thing is that you like to be fierce but have no ability!" Wu Heng snorted coldly, expressing his sneer, if it weren't for Zhao Yudie's face, Zhao Guang would probably die on the spot.

"You!"

Zhao Guang was speechless for a while, his face was extremely pale, and he found that the eyes of the monks around him began to change, with mockery and disdain......

"Yes, we want to go to the special theater to commit murder!"

"The Seven Realms Monks have burned the flames of war to our homeland, but you are fighting among yourself here, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Some young people with strong blood and strength are also not used to Zhao Guang's behavior, every word you say to me, Zhao Guang can't wait to find a hole to get into immediately.

Not far from the window on the second floor of the tavern, a young man showed a thoughtful look, he found that he couldn't see through the young man in white, and said to himself in secret shock: "This young man seems to have hidden his combat effectiveness, and if he really wants to kill him, I'm afraid Zhao Guang has died tragically on the spot." ”

Several other hidden immortal kings also had this feeling, thinking that the white-clothed young man who broke Zhao Guang's hand bones with a fist was hiding clumsy, and his real combat power was far more powerful than the surface.

In front of the gate of the splendid temple, the simple and unpretentious monk sat on the futon at the top of the stairs, and also glanced at Wu Heng in surprise, and then looked at Wu Heng in surprise, and then smiled kindly, and said in a round field: "Since the two little friends are here to listen to the sermon, why bother to hurt it, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, why don't you turn the war into a jade silk." ”

Zhao Guang's eyes were cold, unwilling to give up, glaring at Wu Heng and said: "Boy, if you don't go, how can my Zhao clan emperor be easy to provoke!"

"You can't represent the Zhao Emperor Clan!"

Wu Heng's eyes were unwavering, he didn't bother to pay attention to this mad dog, he took Xiao Chu's little hand again, and was about to turn around and leave, and said goodbye to the monk in front of the temple steps: "Holy monk, I have something to leave next, don't bother!"

"Little friend, slow down!"

The monk's eyes were blazing, and he even stopped Wu Heng, put his eyes on Xiao Chu's body, full of goodness, and said: "Young man, this little child next to you seems to be going against the way of heaven, if you don't get the blessing of the Buddha seal, maybe you will die halfway." ”

"What?"

"Disobeying the way of heaven?"

The nearby monks were boiling all of a sudden, Wu Heng's methods were too amazing before, so people subconsciously ignored this little doll, and now they fixed their eyes and found something extraordinary, there was an earth-shattering blood power in the little girl's body.

To be a monk who can be turned into a monk who goes against the way of heaven is a demon of evil, destroying the balance of the martial arts cultivation world, and it is not tolerated by heaven, and it needs to be killed.

Looking at the martial arts cultivation world, it is rare to be called a figure who goes against the heavens.

The monk said a word, let Wu Heng stop again, he came to listen to the sermon this time for Xiao Chu, since the monk can see the problems in Xiao Chu's body, maybe there are some solutions.

"I also hope that the holy monk will give teaching!" Wu Heng saluted, completely ignoring Zhao Guang's gaze not far away.

Don't deliberately ignore it, an ant passes by people, will people need to pay attention to it?

You may see it, but you will definitely not notice!

Right now, in Wu Heng's eyes, Zhao Guang was just an ant passing by his feet swinging his tentacles to provoke, and there was no threat at all.

This kind of naked neglect also made Zhao Guang the most unbearable, but at the moment, he couldn't beat the white-clothed young man at all, and he could only wait for the family immortal king to come to the rescue.

"Boy, don't leave if you have the ability!" Zhao Guang put down his cruel words, and secretly used the family communication secret method to call the Zhao Emperor's immortal king-level existence who guarded the border city.

I can't beat him myself, but the fairy king is here, and he can't suppress him casually?

"I hope the holy monk will teach you!"

Wu Heng didn't seem to hear Zhao Guang's provocation at all, as if he heard a few dog barks, and he didn't care about anything with the dog.

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