Wang Yun shouted angrily, his figure was slightly pale, after all, he was already a grandmaster, and Fang Cai's punch, in normal days, a person like Fan Di might not be able to stand up for a long time.

Fan Di was resentful in his heart, he had already ignored his own pain, and let out a heart-rending cry, blood sprayed in his mouth, and his eyes were red and pounced on Wang Yun.

A trace of coldness flashed in Wang Yun's eyes, and the blood licking from the knife edge for more than ten years made Wang Yun remember in his heart that even if the lion pounced on the rabbit, he had to use all his strength, after all, in this dark world, it was not that the grandmaster was invincible, and there were too many dangers and murderous intentions, hiding in all directions.

If you're not careful, you'll really never see the scenery from above again.

Seeing Fan Di pounce, Wang Yun directly held his hands firmly, his arms were bruised, and an invisible aura turned into a blue aura from under his feet.

As a boxer, the strength starts from the ground, and under the aura, Wang Yun's heels, the stone and brick ground, should be unable to withstand the force, and dozens of subtle cracks have been stepped on.

"Not good!"

Lu Jue saw Wang Yun's appearance at this moment on the side, and he felt bad in his heart.

Wang Yun's current two fists, let alone Fan Di, even he may not dare to touch them easily.

Fan Di was born in the army, unlike the people in the rivers and lakes, there are no moves at all, and his fighting style is mainly based on killing people and streamlining them.

Under such a hard bang, I am afraid that Fan Di will suffer a big loss.

Although Lu Jue promised Fan Di that he would not make a move, seeing that life and death were imminent, it was another statement.

"What kind of delicate boy, this is not where you sons and brothers come from."

Just as Lu Jue was about to make a move, obviously following behind Wang Yun, the few people who had just been drinking together were directly in front of Lu Jue, blocking Lu Jue's way, obviously not wanting Lu Jue to interfere.

"Get out."

Lu Jue didn't have any extra mood to entangle with a few people at the moment, on his handsome face, a cold light flashed, his eyes were boiling, and the long sword in his hand was ready to go.

"Look for death!"

Seeing Lu Jue's arrogant appearance, these people were furious in their hearts, and they only felt that this kind of embroidered pillow was showing off their might in front of them, and immediately one of them directly swung their fists at Lu Jue's front door.

This punch is vicious and vicious, and this person is a little jealous of Lu Jue's innate appearance, if he is hit, I am afraid that under his nose and mouth, there must be a blur of flesh and blood.

"Ahh

A scream came, but it was different from everyone's imagination, this scream was not Lu Jue's, but the companion who took the lead.

The three people behind him fixed their eyes and saw that the arms waved out by their companions had become distorted, hanging down weakly, and the blood was low.

But everyone didn't see Lu Jue make a move, and his companion had his arm broken.

"What kind of demon law are you?"

The other man hurriedly stepped forward and helped his companion to take a few steps back, his eyes were very suspicious, and he couldn't help but question.

Lu Jue's face was indifferent and indifferent, and his eyes looked at a few people quietly.

In the distance, Fan Di had already fought with Wang Yun, and it was not surprising that he was slammed to the ground by Wang Yun's fists infused with the aura of the grandmaster.

Wang Yun stepped on Fan Di, who was already a little unconscious, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of disdain, and he spat to the side, with some bloodshots.

The two collided, and Fan Di, who completely gave up his defense, although he did not seriously injure Wang Yun, but under the full attack, he also hit Wang Yun with a punch.

"Since you want to die so much, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!"

Wang Yun viciously looked at Fan Di, who had a blue nose and swollen face on the ground, and his flesh and blood were blurred, he had eaten so many punches from himself, since he was not dead, it was a pity that Wang Yun was not a person who recognized talents.

In this underground world, those who have a grudge must not be let go, and no one who can kill them will leave them with trouble in the future.

Wang Yun raised his right hand, turned his fists into fingers, hooked his five fingers, and poked Fan Di's head with all his might.

While!

A sword was across the middle of Wang Yun's five fingers that were about to fall, blocking Wang Yun's killing move.

I almost forgot about this little white face.

Wang Yun frowned, raised his eyes to look at Lu Jue, the two looked at each other, Lu Jue's clear eyes were like clear and transparent amber, but they exuded a condensed aura.

"Grandmaster?"

Wang Yun's left eye jumped slightly, his heart was full of shock, Lu Jue's appearance in front of him was only in his early twenties, so young, but he had already reached the realm of a grandmaster.

No matter how much you don't believe in your heart, the breath in front of you like substance can't be faked.

"Who are you?"

The strength in Wang Yun's hand did not weaken in the slightest, and the long sword that lay between his fingers also became extremely hard, and the tenacity of the sword qi and his fingers was indistinguishable for a while.

Cold sweat flowed down Wang Yun's forehead, and he looked at it with a deep voice.

Lu Jue confronted Wang Yun with the long sword in his hand, and he was naturally a little surprised in his heart.

After all, since Lu Jue arrived at the Grandmaster, he had fought with Yang Guang once, and among the other masters of the Grandmaster realm, Wang Yun in front of him was the second.

The Qinghong Sword in his hand was specially given to him by Feng Yewu when he left, and it can be regarded as an artifact that sharpens iron like clay.

But the opponent's hand collided with his long sword, and he was unscathed, and the strength of the grandmaster level was really extraordinary.

Lu Jue gently hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at Wang Yun with a slight mockery, and said softly.

"You can also be regarded as a grandmaster, and you don't deserve to know who I am if you don't care about your identity when you attack an ordinary soldier."

Hearing Lu Jue's ridicule, Wang Yun was not angry, in this underground world, strength does not completely represent anything, only by living, can it be represented together, after more than ten years of life and death here, Wang Yun has long forgotten what the so-called face of the outside world is.

Wang Yun saw that the other party was reluctant to reveal his identity, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party.

Talented? Wang Yun knows that his talent is average, but what can geniuses do, and how many geniuses have fallen one by one?

Geniuses have geniuses their own weaknesses.

The martial arts geniuses killed by Wang Yun are by no means a few.

Holding it in his hand, he grabbed Lu Jue's Qinghong sword full, pulled it directly behind him, and hooked a punch with his left hand, which was about to hit Lu Jue's jaw.

Seeing this, Lu Jue didn't pull with Wang Yun, the opponent's boxer was born, and the strength of his limbs must be much greater than his own, so when Wang Yun pulled hard, he sent the hilt of the sword, and hit the end of the hilt of the long sword with a palm, and the long sword took advantage of the situation, and from Wang Yun's hand, it was like a swimming fish, and shuttled directly.

Wang Yun only felt that Lu Jue's figure flashed in front of him, and then disappeared.

When he reacted again, the sharp murderous aura behind him had already slashed down towards the back of his head.

didn't have time to react too much, Wang Yun directly bent down and rolled forward, and suddenly distanced himself from Lu Jue behind him.