In the dark night, mixed with snow, cold and silent.

But suddenly, the darkness was overwhelmed by a burst of strong light, and in an instant, a radius of more than ten miles was illuminated by a golden divine light, only to see a white-clothed hunting boy exuding divine light and rushing into the void, like a sun hanging high in the sky, dazzling and dazzling, blooming with endless brilliance.

The young man's aura was extremely strong, and there was a kind of momentum that could make the Zhongzhou earthquake by stomping his feet, and he swung his fists out coherently, evolving into two golden fists.

"Boom"

The two golden fists slammed into Ling Lu, which made him a little unexpected, he was determined to rush straight to Xuanyuan Yaotian, he didn't expect that there would be a monk behind him who would dare to sneak attack him, and this golden divine power was still very familiar, as if he had experienced it before.

Everything happened too much, and when he reacted, Ling Lu had already been blasted hundreds of feet away by two golden fists, constantly coughing up the essence blood of the Yuan Shen, and Wu Heng's unexpected attack really made this powerhouse of the Three Realms of Transformation of the Dragon suffer a big loss.

Ling Tian, Ling Xiao saw this scene, their eyes were all stunned, and they couldn't believe that an eighteen-year-old boy could actually injure his eldest brother with one punch!

And Xuanyuan Yaotian, who was in a desperate situation under siege, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, and said with a heroic smile: "Hahahaha, it seems that the sky is endless, and I finally met reinforcements!"

"Who are you?"

Ling Lu barely stood on his heels in the void, and asked in surprise, looking at the "poor scholar" with some dumbfounded eyes, he didn't expect this person to hide so deeply, he was a terrifying powerhouse in the Dragon Transformation Realm.

The more he looked at this "poor scholar", the more familiar he felt, and those two golden fists were the ninety-nine fists of the Xuanyuan family, and only Wu Heng could do it if he could coherently evolve two Qiankun fists at one time.

Thinking like this, Ling Lu suddenly realized, without waiting for the other party to answer, he had already said the answer, and exclaimed: "Wu Heng?

Wu Heng smiled and said, "Hehe, old friend, I haven't seen you for half a year, but how are you doing?"

"Damn, it turned out to be you, you hid it deep enough just now......" Ling Lu cursed again and again, secretly regretting his underestimating enemy, if he had been a little vigilant just now, he would not have ended up so embarrassed, and he was successfully attacked by Wu Heng.

"You, have you broken through the dragon realm?" Seeing Wu Heng again, Ling Lu's expression changed a lot, half a year ago, Wu Heng chased and killed him for more than three hundred miles, and now he still has palpitations, at that time he only had the realm of psychics, but today he saw this old enemy, but he had already broken through the dragon, he was really a very terrible young man, and his heart gradually became a little timid.

"My old friend really has good eyesight, I have indeed broken through the Dragon Transformation Realm. Wu Heng's smile did not decrease, but this smile seemed to be much colder than the thousand-year-old ice, he said: "Half a year ago, I failed to leave your life, and I have always secretly blamed myself for not being able to avenge everyone. ”

"Don't be arrogant, if it wasn't for Xuanyuan Yanran and a few people half a year ago, why would I have to run away? Do you really think that your own psychic realm at that time could defeat me?"

"It's not what it used to be, I've stepped into the dragon, and I'm determined to get your head!"

Ling Lu's mouth stiffened, and he shouted: "Hmph, even if it is not what it used to be, if you break through the Dragon Transformation Realm, Lao Tzu does not need to be afraid!"

The two went toe-to-toe, and as soon as they met, they were full of gunpowder, but Wuheng's surprise attack was successful, and he obviously occupied the top of the situation.

And the people in the caravan are all dumbfounded, only Wu Heng has no power of essence, he looks like a scholar with no power to restrain a chicken, the text is weak, and the current strong demeanor is in great contrast, at this moment everyone understands, it turns out that Wu Heng Fang is hiding clumsy, and the masters are generally inconspicuous, once they show their real strength, they will definitely shock the four.

Among the people present, Ling Lu's face was not the most ugly, and the person with the most ugly face and the most complicated mood was definitely Bai Yan.

This arrogant Xuanwei Realm cultivator, just now he was aggressive and arrogant, he has been ridiculing Wu Heng, and he has repeatedly killed him, and now he is only starting to be afraid, if no one stops him just now, I am afraid that he has become a corpse.

Wu Heng is full of blood and energy, and he is a young and strong man in the world, who can compete with terrifying old monsters of the three realms of dragons like Ling Lu, while Bai Yan, who thinks very highly of himself, is just a small Xuan-rank monk, and in comparison, he is just a scumbag.

"How can a poor scholar be so strong? This is impossible, it must not be true, I, Bai Yan, am a monk of the Qingyang League, ten thousand times stronger than him, how can he compare with me......" Bai Yan's eyes were glazed, and he didn't want to believe that the previous "poor scholar" was a mainlander, this sense of disparity was tantamount to falling from heaven to hell in an instant, and it was difficult for anyone to accept.

And just now, Bai Yan attacked Wu Heng as a killer, but Wu Heng only burst out with the power of Jing Yuan, and he rushed directly towards Ling Lu.

It's a blatant disdain.

He didn't bother to do anything with Bai Yan at all, and he didn't take this person seriously at all, this was the biggest blow, it went straight to his heart, and it would leave a permanent crack.

"Boom"

On the other side, Wu Heng had already fought with Ling Lu, exuding two waves of extremely strong spirit, both of them were terrifying monks who could raze the mountain range with a single stomp, and every time they struck, the aftermath of the attack was like a storm of destruction, cutting the surrounding trees into pieces, leaving a thick dojo in the air.

"Wild Dragon Seal!"

Ling Lu evolved a peerless secret technique, every time he flipped his big hand, it would cause a dragon to groan, and evolve a violent green dragon to swoop towards Wu Heng, with vicious methods and full of anger.

Bang, Wu Heng played the Qiankun Divine Fist, which did not lose the Crazy Dragon Seal at all, and the power of the Qiankun Fist was superimposed, which was much more terrifying than the Crazy Dragon Seal, the momentum of the previous punches was weak, but in the back, he easily suppressed Ling Lu, making him cry bitterly, and the two punches that had been sneak attacked before had reduced a lot of combat effectiveness, and now it seemed that he couldn't bear it.

And against Xuanyuan Yaotian's Ling Xiao and Ling Tian, it was a lot easier, after all, Xuanyuan Yaotian had been injured before, and with the two dragon transformation masters on his side, he firmly gained the upper hand, and I believe that it would not be long before he would kill this Xuanyuan family's genius.

"Poof. Xuanyuan Yaotian coughed up blood again and again, his hair was scattered, he was embarrassed, and his whole body was full of shocking scars, but this did not affect his high momentum, and he kept laughing and laughing: "Wuheng, your kid came in time enough, fourth brother, I almost thought I was going to hang here." ”

Wu Heng had broken through the Dragon Transformation Realm, and Xuanyuan Yaotian firmly believed that this terrifying cousin had the ability to turn the tide and defeat the three Ling brothers.

Ling Xiao's face was ugly, and he shouted angrily: "Xuanyuan Yaotian, you still have to worry about your own safety first!"

"Hmph, even if reinforcements arrive, I will kill you first and avenge the more than 100 monks of the Qingyang League!" Ling Tian was ruthless, and rushed up with a murderous expression on his face, he was going to fight hard.

After resisting this killing move, Xuanyuan Yaotian coughed up a mouthful of blood again, his face was pale, and he barely relied on the blood sacrifice Dao soul to support it, and he was about to dry up.

"Death!" Ling Tian and Ling Xiao killed each other one after another, completely without each other's respite, and Xuanyuan Yaotian couldn't hold it anymore, and in a few moments, he would definitely be able to ambush him, but at this time, the eldest brother Ling Lu was forced into a desperate situation by Wu Heng, and panicked and begged for help: "Second brother and third brother, I can't hold it anymore, you guys hurry up and come to help!"

"Boom!"

Wu Heng's expression was indifferent, and he unleashed the thirty-sixth punch of Qiankun, crushing Ling Lu's defensive holy soldier into powder, and then hit his chest, blasting the opponent into the heart of the hundred-meter ground.

"Ahh

In the center of the earth, Ling Lu let out a heart-rending scream, only to feel that all the bones of his body were shattered, and his chest was even sunken out of a fist print, Wu Heng's strange power was too great, the thirty-sixth punch came, at least three million catties of strength!

"Hey, Wu Heng, who has stepped into the dragon realm, is at least three or four times stronger, and even the eldest brother can only resist for about five minutes......" Seeing this scene, the two Ling Xiao brothers gasped, but anger also surged in their hearts at the same time, their eyes were blood-red, and they both rushed towards Wu Heng to save the eldest brother!

"Big brother, don't panic, we're here. In this case, they could only give up killing Xuanyuan Yaotian, after all, Ling Lu was their biological eldest brother, and his life was definitely much more important than Xuanyuan Yaotian.

"Look for death!"

Wu Heng turned around and directly evolved two Qiankun Divine Fists, namely Qiankun Thirty-Seven Punches and Qiankun Thirty-Eight Punches, the strength of the thirty-seventh punch was already six million catties, and the thirty-eighth punch was a shocking number: 12 million catties!

"Boom" "Boom"

The two fists shattered the void and rushed straight in, feeling the amazing strange force coming, Ling Tian and Ling Xiao's pupils contracted violently, and they felt that there was a biting cool wind blowing towards their backs, and their souls were a little frozen and stiff, is this still a young monk who has just stepped into the Dragon Transformation Realm? It's just a bit too strong.

The two brothers didn't dare to shake it, and sacrificed the last hole cards, which were two defensive magic weapons, which were also at the level of holy soldiers, but the holy weapons that did not imprint the saint's mark were all broken copper and iron for Wu Heng, and with a loud bang, the two fists directly smashed the two defensive holy soldiers!

"This ......" Seeing that his defensive holy soldier was shattered by a punch, Ling Xiao was speechless, in a cold sweat, and cursed: "The growth speed of this demon is too amazing, if he is allowed to reach the Tongtian Realm, who else in this Zhongzhou can stop him?"

The strong strength of the Qiankun Fist rushed straight towards Ling Xiao and Ling Tian, but they were both masters of the Three Realms of Transformation Dragons, and with the strength of the Holy Soldiers' countervailing, they still barely carried it.

Wu Heng's limit was to punch forty-four, he continued to shoot, when Qiankun forty-three punches, the unbelievable strange power of forty-four punches was played, Ling Tian and Ling Xiao finally had a mental breakdown, completely lost the intention of resisting, and their bodies turned into crumbs in the violent golden light, while the weak Yuan Shen was collected by Wu Heng into the Heart Pattern Jade.

At this time, Ling Lu had just crawled out of the ground in embarrassment, and he didn't have time to grieve for the two brothers who had lost their lives, so he fled in panic.

"Senior, slow down, take me, otherwise I will be killed by him!" Bai Yan saw that Ling Lu began to flee, and hurriedly panicked and followed, hugging his thigh. Although Ling Lu was seriously injured, he was a master of Hualong San after all, and his speed was much faster than himself, and only by letting him take him with him could he escape Wu Heng's pursuit.

Ling Lu can't protect himself, where will he care about this scum? He immediately kicked Bai Yan in the stomach and said angrily: "Fuck you, don't stick to Lao Tzu!"

"Poof" Ling Lu was very strong, kicking Bai Yan and coughing up blood and white foam, but that's it, he still kept begging for mercy, because Ling Lu was the only hope to save himself, with Wu Heng's cultivation, it was impossible for him to escape alone: "Senior, don't leave me, I'm a monk of the Qingyang League, you can't sit idly by......"

At this time, Wu Heng had already chased after him, seeing this, Ling Lu grabbed Bai Yan and blessed the power of Jing Yuan to slap it towards Wu Heng with one palm, such a move was tantamount to sentencing Bai Yan to death!

At this moment, Bai Yan realized how ridiculous he was......

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