"None of the elite children of the tribes in the Great Xianbei Mountain came up, it must have been from your handwriting, right?"

The first tall and sturdy, dark-skinned, short-dressed young man looked down at Wu Ming, although he was asking, his tone seemed to be conclusive evidence, and he was extremely determined.

Wu Ming recognized this person, it was one of the young men of the Danshan clan who greeted the old man on the stone platform outside the Black Dragon Ridge before, his name was Songtan, and he was also one of the strongest peak grandmasters he had ever seen in the Danshan clan.

"Sixth brother, what do you have to say to him, this kid is not a thing at first glance, a thief with eyebrows and rat eyes, and a slave who sells his master for glory!"

A thin young man, extremely vicious.

"Huh?"

Song Tan glanced at him indifferently, and then made the latter silent, and then looked at Wu Mingdao, "To say a big disrespectful word, that one is an outsider after all, you and I are both human races, we should forge ahead, work together, and contribute to the inheritance of the human race, why do you have to work for that person and embarrass me to bear the mountain line?"

The rest of the people looked angry, staring at Wu Ming's gaze, as if they were looking at a demon barbarian and hating the same enemy!

"Entrusted by others, loyal to people!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"What a person who is entrusted by people and loyal to people!"

Song Tan frowned, his face was a little gloomy, and he said coldly, "For the sake of your own righteousness, selfishness, destroying the great plan of our clan, and even disturbing the layout of the temples, affecting the inheritance of the human race, it is really as rumored, narrow-minded, selfish!"

"Enough of that?"

Wu Ming's eyes were clear, he tilted his head slightly, hooked his finger provocatively and said, "If you say enough, you will die quickly, I'm in a hurry!"

"Look for death!"

The thin young man had long been tired of seeing Wu Ming with no one in his eyes, so he didn't wait for Songtan to speak, his body shook, leaving afterimages all over the ground, and he went on a rampage like a bull, and smashed straight at Wu Ming with a punch.

What is especially terrifying is that the energy on the peak of his fist is surging like a wave, and there is a looming thunder roar, and there are bursts of amazing sonic booms.

It's a pity that even so, it's still a little inferior to the few top alien powerhouses he met earlier.

"Be careful!"

Song Tan originally wanted to let his own family brother be tempted, but looking at Wu Ming's indifferent expression, he even waited for the young man to rush to the front without hurrying, and when he slowly raised his hand, his heart jumped suddenly.

Smack!

In the sound of the terrible bones cracking, the young man screamed miserably, clutched his broken arm and staggered back, almost at the same time as the sound of Songtan's shouting.

Poof!

But before he could rescue him, he saw a slight mistake at Wu Ming's feet, flashed forward like a dragon, and his right hand and fingers were like a sword, fluttering lightly at the young man's neck, and his stunned head rose to the sky.

"Xiao Tai!"

"How dare you?"

"I want your life!"

Several young men and women instantly turned red-eyed, and pounced on Wu Ming like crazy, and one by one their bodies surged with terrifying and uncovered qi fluctuations, and the trembling void hummed endlessly.

The terrifying thing is that even in the midst of the rage, the six young men and women who shot still surrounded Wu Ming in a strange way, and exerted the power of their moves to the extreme.

"Combo Technique!"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, took a step as usual, and completely ignored the six attacks that were enough to severely damage the Great Grandmaster, and killed the frowning and angry Songtan as fast as lightning.

"Since you are in a hurry to find death, I will fulfill you!"

Facing the menacing Wu Ming, Songtan did not retreat but advanced, and stepped out blatantly, slapping down with a palm like thunder.

Buzz!

Faintly, the wind and thunder sonic boom roared in unison, the sky above the stone platform was dark, and the terrifying suppressive power surged, pouring into his palm from all directions, and then escaping along his five fingers, extending to Wu Ming's surroundings in an extremely mysterious way, completely blocking all retreats.

"Hey, Danshan Eight Laws - Suppress Chaos!"

Wu Ming smiled, sank his waist suddenly, and in the realm of doing whatever he wanted, he changed his moves in an instant, and his palms flew upwards violently.

Buzz!

Vaguely, a giant beast with a dragon's head, antlers, lion's eyes, a tiger's back, dragon scales, and an ox's tail roared arrogantly, it was the Rui Beast Qilin, raising its hooves and stepping on the ground, and the entire stone platform was slapped out with Wu Ming's palms, and it shook violently.

The invisible power of sealing the town, as this force surged wildly, it was completely irresistible, and it collapsed.

"Boom!"

Song Tan's complexion changed greatly, and he staggered back with a muffled snort.

Bang bang bang!

Six fierce attacks, the shadow of the finger palm fist sprinkled all over the sky, and smashed on Wu Ming's back, under the terrifying impact, he took two steps forward, and the pale golden light and shadow around him flashed, and it was as if nothing happened, and the incomparable edge hung upside down.

"Hurry back!"

Song Tan screamed vigorously, ignoring the churning qi and blood in his body, he jumped up violently, his right arm swelled as if inflated, and a metallic luster appeared on the big fist of the bowl, smashing the top of Wu Ming's head.

There was a muffled sound, and the blood flashed, and the four young men and women of the Danshan tribe who couldn't dodge were holding their arms or waist and abdomen in a muffled voice, and the other two saw the opportunity quickly, but they were not injured, but they were all shocked when they saw the tragic situation of their brothers and sisters.

I can't imagine why Wu Ming, who has been used to fight the enemy and even fight ordinary great masters, would be so vulnerable in the face of a mere second-realm grandmaster!

"Danshan - Wood!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth are slightly upturned, the backhand knife move remains unchanged, and even the footwork under his feet is chaotic and orderly, and under the more rapid rotation, the knife turned into a knife with his hand is like a substance, if the Milky Way hangs upside down.

As Songtan smashed down with a punch, the column-like weight that invisibly restrained Wu Ming, from the bottom to the top, instantly opened like a papier-mâché, and the incomparable edge instantly slashed at the peak of his fist.

The sound of Jin Tie Rui roared, and a burst of blood light flew from the peak of Songtan Fist, and the person staggered and flew away again.

"Sixth brother!"

Six people screamed and ran, four people took advantage of the situation to attack, in order to disrupt the momentum of their pursuit of victory, and the other two people blocked the way left and right to prevent accidents, and they all protected Songtan.

It can be seen that they often cultivate together, otherwise they would not be able to make such the best choice in battle.

"Interesting!"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, casually scattered the attacks of the four peak body refining masters, and rushed over without slowing down at all.

"Array, Eight Veins Danshan!"

Song Tan drank angrily, rose to the sky again, and was in mid-air, putting on a mysterious posture, releasing the power of his own qi and blood without any scruples.

Wu Ming felt it roughly, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

It is worthy of being the elite child of the Danshan clan, with this amazing aura alone, it is not weaker than some demon and barbarian alien races who are known for their physique, and it is also a first-class existence among the human race.

But it's a pity that compared to the Heavenly Demons, Wu Ming, who is not weaker than the Heavenly Demon, and even Wu Ming, who is especially successful in some aspects, is still not enough to see.

Before the words fell, the other four people did not entangle with Wu Ming at all, struggled to dodge his attack range, dodged and landed below Songtan, and formed a formation with the other two.

Buzzing!

Vaguely, the breath of the same species and the same origin fluctuated, and it suddenly condensed into a wisp in a strange way, echoing with Songtan Yao, and even merged into a strand in the blink of an eye.

Although it was not completely in harmony with it, the aura of the seven seemed to have become one, and the aura they emitted completely reached the level of the Great Grandmaster, and even better than the ordinary Great Grandmaster.

If it was a real great master, Wu Ming would inevitably be embarrassed, but the other party only reached the emperor in terms of quantity, but his skills were far from the same.

And Wu Ming himself is slightly inferior in quantity, but his skills are far superior, which is diametrically opposite.

"Monument!"

A dark red light and shadow appeared on the surface of Songtan's body, and he shouted angrily in his majesty, and stretched out his right palm to Wu Ming from afar, and instantly flipped it up and held it up.

"Hehe, do you want to trust the monument?

Feeling the vibration under his feet, Wu Ming smiled sassfully, his right arm poked out, and the phantom of the golden mountains flickered at his wrist, condensing into a stele-shaped phantom, holding the sky and the ground.

At the same time, the feet of the seven people in Songtan were also vibrating, although it was far inferior to the movement and stillness under Wu Ming's feet, it gave people an unusually dull and heavy feeling, especially the heavy pressure of the giant spirit mountain seal that invisibly acted on the hearts of the seven people, making the hearts of the seven people tremble together, and the power was instantly reduced by three points.

"Damn, give me death!"

Songtan stumbled under his feet, almost fell, his eyes were about to split, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his arm was raised violently.

In the loud buzzing sound, both sides were pushed up by the terrifying force at the same time, and the difference was that Wu Ming held up the seven people on the other side.

The faces of the seven people were ugly and abnormal, and they never thought that the strength of the seven people could only reach this level, and what made them extremely unacceptable was that a foreigner could use his own unique knowledge to fight them to a draw.

To put it bluntly, Wu Ming is a monk who became a monk halfway, but the scriptures he reads are stronger than those of the Danshan clan who were born in the class, how can it be bearable?

"Hmph, don't be complacent, if you hadn't killed Song Tai in a sneak attack, you would already be a dead man now!"

Song Tan said coldly.

"Really?"

Wu Ming smiled evilly, and under the shocked gaze of the seven people, he actually took one step, two steps, and went straight to the front.

I can't imagine that obviously both sides have gathered all their forces to confront each other, why Wu Ming can move against common sense!

"It's not like that!"

Until he came a few zhang away, Wu Ming's body was surrounded by Buddha clothes, and he suddenly broke away from his body, but in the blink of an eye, a nine-zhang high phantom was condensed, and Wu Ming made the same movements, and his right hand was slowly raised.

"No...... Probably ......"

Song Tan trembled all over, although he couldn't see it, he could feel that the phantom composed of golden light, the trajectory formed by the power fluctuations emitted, was so far away, probing his arm under his ribs.

Then, he grabbed his arm and lifted it upward, only to hear a piercing thud as his right arm snapped and a terrifying bone spur pierced through his arm, spurting blood all over his face.

"Ah......h

Song Tan howled miserably, and the strength of his body suddenly collapsed, and the other six people retreated with a muffled snort as if they had been hit hard, looking at Wu Ming with shocked eyes, they really couldn't believe that this was the strength that a Second Realm Grandmaster could have.

"Let's go, you guys go quickly, tell the third child that they ......"

As soon as Songtan landed, he didn't care about the heavy blow caused by the broken arm and the surging qi and blood in his body, and rushed towards Wu Ming like crazy.

"Sixth brother!"

Except for one young man who was angry, the remaining five all rushed to the entrance not far away.