Whirlwind hammer, the move looks awesome and roaring, if it is a normal monk, as long as it is rubbed by this whirlwind, it will basically be smashed into the air.

The guards of the Pan family who were watching at the scene were full of admiration, and they naturally had great trust in their young master, thinking that as long as he came out, the arrogant scholar in front of him would have to be smashed into a meatloaf every minute.

However, the scholar standing in the center of the scene was unusually calm, although the violent whirlwind hammer brought a burst of strong energy, making Cao Yu's robe hunt all over his body.

The impact on him is almost negligible, standing still in place, as if walking on a spring breeze.

This scene made the guards look at each other with a look of ridicule on their faces, thinking that the young man who looked like a poor scholar was frightened stupidly.

In the next scene, their jaws were about to drop, only to see Cao Yu's figure as if teleporting, directly turning into an afterimage and disappearing in place, and when they saw the white-clothed figure again, they were already by Pan Le's side.

"Bell!"

A sound like a steel clash sounded, and Pan Le's whirlwind hammer, which was originally extremely fast, was gently resisted by the white-clothed scholar with one finger.

The audience was as silent as death, this situation made everyone unexpected, and it was really unbelievable that someone could so forcibly stop other people's martial arts.

Even Pan Le himself froze in place for a while, this result was a devastating blow to him, if it was a martial saint-level figure, no matter how unwilling he was, there would not be such a big gap in his heart.

But this delicate scholar in front of him, he only has the realm of the Martial Emperor Sixfold, and he himself has the peak of Martial Honor, and even he has actually reached the strength of a half-step Martial Saint, but he has not shown it.

"Hehe! Pan family, is it very powerful? garbage!"

An indifferent voice sounded, these words were like 10,000 needles stuck in the hearts of all the people in their Pan family, such naked ridicule and blows, this is still in the Pan family, if it spreads, their Pan family will basically have no face to mix in Frostfall City.

"Who the hell are you, boy?"

At this moment, Pan Le was already panicking, this person came from an unknown place, and his purpose was unpredictable, so blatantly trampled their Pan family under his feet, if he said that there was no force behind him to instruct him, he would not believe it.

"Me? Hey, I'm still too far behind our sect leader Cao Yu!"

Cao Yu said with a self-deprecating face, revealing the information of his own sect master in his words!

"Heaven Slaying Sect!"

"Cao Yu!"

From the words of this delicate scholar, he knew two key information, according to the meaning of his words, this kind of strength is still a small minion in the sect.

At the thought of this, all the onlookers gasped.

"Shhhhh

Thinking about it carefully, this person used the strength of the Martial Emperor's sixfold strength to forcibly intercept a half-step martial saint's famous martial arts, and in his tone, he even regarded himself as an ant.

"Oh, yes! Our sect master is three or four years younger than me! It's five or six years old!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was immediately dumbfounded again, originally everyone thought that if their sect master was an old man with gray hair, he would definitely be able to accept it in their hearts, but now this person actually said that their sect master was three or four years younger than him, or five or six years old, what the hell is that.

This still makes people not live!

"Cao Yu?"

Whether it is Heaven Killing Sect or Cao Yu, they have never heard of these two words, and for a while they were extremely curious about this Cao Yu from Heaven Killing Sect, what kind of person can be a sect master in his teens, and looking at this attitude of speaking, his strength should not be worse than this scholar.

That must not be directly hard and rigid Martial Saint!!

In the Xuantian Continent, the strength of the Martial Saint level is a high-end combat power no matter where it is, and it is also the pillar of any force and sect.

Just imagine, if a sect master with such a talent grows to a Martial Venerable, or even a Martial Saint, how can his combat power be against the sky!

Including Pan Le, there is a feeling of coldness all over the body.

The existence of this kind of force, how can the background not be hard, maybe it is just a matter of waving their hands to destroy their Pan family.

At this time, Cao Yu was still pinching the two corners of the huge hammer with two fingers, even if he pinched it at such a strange angle, Pan Le still couldn't pull the hammer, and his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

"Oh, you want it! You said it earlier! Why didn't you say it earlier, it really was! You said it early。。。 ”

After repeating it several times, Pan Le's face turned blue again, and he knew that he had been completely insulted, or under the gaze of countless domestic slaves in his family.

On the following humiliating side, in the eyes of his family slaves in the future, he will not be able to establish his prestige at all, and he has a deep resentment towards Cao Yu in his heart.

As soon as Cao Yu finished speaking, his fingers flicked lightly again, and then a terrifying huge force was transmitted from the huge heavy hammer to Pan Le.

It's good to die, the angle of Cao Yu's bullet is on the opposite side of Pan Le, that is to say, such a bullet is equivalent to smashing the giant hammer in front of Pan Le's door.

Shocked by the terrifying force, Pan Le tried his best to stop the hammer's smashing momentum, to his great horror, he couldn't stop it at all, and suddenly fell into an ice cellar, he knew very well that if the hammer hit him, his head would naturally explode like a watermelon.

"Second uncle, help me!"

Turning his head with difficulty, he looked at the back of the crowd, wanting the people behind him to save him, but at such a close distance, how could it be a griffin.

"Poof!"

The sound of the brain melon exploding sounded, and suddenly Pan Le's head was smashed and the brain pulp burst out, and the picture was extremely bloody.

Some maidservants who had seen this kind of picture immediately hid their faces and vomited wildly, and at this moment, a middle-aged man from behind flew over quickly.

Indeed, he could only see the headless corpse lying on the ground.

The expression on his face was extremely gloomy, and it was obvious that his nephew had been smashed in the brain in front of everyone, but he couldn't save him, which made him very faceless and angry.

However, the culprit of all this is still fanning comfortably, as if all this is not what he said, and the whole thing is fine.

Ruthless!

Everyone has already marked this synonym in their hearts, and it is indeed compared with this gentle scholar, the cruel means, and the difference in painting style is too big.

Even if they live, the image of this scholar will probably be remembered in their minds for the rest of their lives.

"You really damn it! I can bear to kill those house slaves, but you shouldn't kill Xiaole!"

The middle-aged man who was called the second uncle by Pan Le said coldly.

I saw that he was wearing a dark yellow-brown pair of bird-patterned cranes, with a big white fairy pattern horn belt tied around his waist, a trace of long hair, and a pair of water-cut eyes under his eyebrows.

When he said this, the faces of the guards and house slaves present stiffened with anger.

The meaning is obvious, these guards are cheap, and it doesn't matter how many deaths they have, but the people of his Pan family are indeed noble and can't touch them.

"Haha, what a big joke! In my opinion, your Pan family's descendants are not as good as a dog compared to these subordinates."

Cao Yu, a scholar in white, shook the fan in his hand, looked up to the sky and laughed, the meaning of the words was useless.

However, Cao Yu's words really made those guards feel refreshed, and they didn't look at him so annoyingly.

"You cheap little bastard, I won't tear you alive!

was said in front of these subordinates, and it was not as good as a dog, and it was the first time in his life that he Pan Lanju was insulted like this, how could he endure it.

As he spoke, his body was full of momentum, and it was obvious that he knew that the scholar in front of him was a little weird, and he didn't intend to underestimate the enemy.

Originally, he received a message from his father to go to a secret place to see what was going on, but when he saw the house slaves panicking halfway, he came over to see what was happening, and at the same time he received the news from his eldest brother that he had stopped the man, so he didn't care so much.

So he stayed to deal with the matter here, originally wanting his nephew to come forward to solve this matter, but he never thought that before he could react, his nephew was accidentally shot in the head.

He was still worried about how to explain this matter to his brother, after all, he let his nephew be killed when he was present, and when this word spread, he was basically faceless among his peers.

The scholar in front of him is not very old at first glance, he must be a genius, and he must be strangled in the cradle.

However, he was also present just now, and when he heard about the Heaven Slaying Sect, the sect master's age was younger than this scholar, but his strength was even more terrifying than this person.

He wondered if this person was talking nonsense, the existence of that kind of super talent must have a backstage.

But now it doesn't matter whether there is a backstage or not, their descendants were shot in the head in the family, if they don't take revenge, they don't have to mix, maybe any cat and dog will come to test their bottom line.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Cao Yu laughed directly.

"Poof!!ha! I'm laughing to death, Rotten Chrysanthemum!"

Cao Yu crossed over, and naturally he knew everything on the earth, so he directly covered his stomach and laughed.

The sudden operation of this white-clothed scholar directly blinded everyone, what is a rotten chrysanthemum?

They didn't know what Cao Yu was laughing at, but this was obviously mocking, or arguing with their second master!

That is, Pan Lanju.

"Boy, you're really looking for death!"

was insulted three times and twice, and Pan Lanju was on the verge of a complete outburst.

Ignoring Cao Yu anymore, the direct domain was deployed, and his domain was naturally related to the Blood Demon Array.

In this realm, his combat power can be increased a lot, and as the battle progresses, his strength will only get stronger, because as long as the enemy is wounded and bleeding, then his realm will continue to increase.

In the field, Cao Yu felt that his blood flow was speeding up, and it seemed that he was about to burst out at any time.

At first glance, it was a blood-related realm, but as soon as the True Yuan was activated, that feeling completely disappeared, and I don't know why.

Maybe it can only be understood as the special of his true element!

Pan Lanju's body flashed red, and his eyes also looked extremely evil, his fingers made a clicking sound, and in a blink of an eye, dark red nails grew, sharp and shiny.

Sticking out his tongue and licking his nails, he looked at Cao Yu with an indifferent expression, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Huh!"

The figure flew fast, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and on the other side, Cao Yu could feel that in this area, the strength of this middle-aged man would be bonus, but he had no way back, he could only be tough, and the information perceived by the power of the soul was that this person's strength was Martial Saint Triple.

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