However, in the face of the Great Elder's eyes, he didn't dare to do anything to stop him, so he could only let Wang Yunhang beat Tong San.

The more than 5,000 disciples in the audience finally knew how terrifying Wang Yun's ferocity was. That kind of pain is completely unbearable, a stick falls, hitting every bone and skin in the body, there is a cruel feeling of hitting rice cakes.

But that's it, it hasn't stopped yet. Wang Yun couldn't see any anger on his face, but the movements in his hands became more and more ruthless every time, and all the anger had already fallen into his hands.

Tong San's body was already miserable, although there was no blood on his body, but his muscles and bones were all broken.

Even every piece of skin was beaten by Wang Yun and lost its vitality, and the whole person was like weak tofu.

His eyes were lifeless, no longer fearful, but desperate. He was silent, and he wouldn't be heartbreaking.

At this time, he was worse off than dead. The entire Martial Arts Hall was terrifyingly quiet. Everyone was holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.

It's so miserable! It's so miserable! Tong San's appearance at this moment will always be remembered in the hearts of the audience, and it is difficult to forget it again.

There is also Wang Yun's appearance, but there is no cruel anger in the calm. He proved his principles by his actions.

"Wang Yunsheng!"

After a full five minutes, Wang Yun put away the rotten wooden stick in his hand, and kicked Tong San out of the ring with one kick.

He stood in the ring, very calm, as if nothing had happened, and smiled faintly, which made people extremely frightened.

The core elder announced the result of the game, and then hurriedly let Wang Yun, a bloodless killing god, leave the ring.

This battle frightened countless people. Because the terrible scene of Wang Yun beating Tong San is really unforgettable.

In many people's minds, it is still that terrible scene. Wang Yun beat Tong San violently, without any anger or laughter, just a very calm look.

This is the scariest because usually very few people can do it. And what can be done is often the most terrible, once you get into trouble, it will be very painful.

Leaving the ring, Wang Yun's expression was still calm. He looked at the Grand Elder of the referee's table, wanting to see what kind of expression he would have when he saw himself so cruel, and whether he would punish him.

But after seeing the faint smile of the Great Elder's windpipe. Wang Yun knew in his heart that he would be fine.

However, the sect will be fine, but it doesn't mean that he really won't have an accident. At this moment, in the dense forest outside the Wind and Fire Gate, a group of bandits were gathering to discuss something.

There were hundreds of them, each with a machete in his hand, and his face was fierce, and his body was burly and covered with scars.

The person at the head was not a bandit, he was wearing a disciple's costume in the North Courtyard of the Wind and Fire Gate, his face was indignant, his eyes were wide open, and he kept saying something, as if he was going to organize someone to kill.

This disciple of the North Courtyard is none other than Yan Huo, the first person in the strength of the North Courtyard. In order to completely kill Wang Yun, he decided to join forces with the bandits in the dense forest.

Although the strength of these bandits is not strong, and they can't be compared to the behemoth of Fenghuomen, but for dealing with a Wang Yun, Yanhuo thinks that it is more than enough.

And Yanhuo is familiar with these bandits, and often works with them, and at the same time relies on his identity as a Fenghuo Gate to protect them, after all, if these bandits want to survive in the territory of Fenghuomen, they must be protected by Fenghuomen, and Yanhuo is their Fenghuomen's people.

Wang Yun's crisis is not only that, at this moment in a city lord's mansion in the Xishan Region, a middle-aged man smashed the table next to him with a furious palm, and an old man kneeling in front of him looked panicked, and he didn't dare to come out with his head down.

"What does Fenghuomen mean by this, my son is extremely talented to join them, how can they allow others to be so cruel to my son!"

"Come on, kill me in the Wind and Fire Gate!" the middle-aged man roared loudly, his angry face could make people deeply frightened.

This middle-aged man, named Tong Jian, is the city lord of Sword Star City in the Western Mountain Region, with extraordinary strength, and has five thousand iron horsemen under his command.

Compared to Xishan City, the strength of Sword Star City is much stronger. The main reason is that there are more strong people in Sword Star City, such as the city lord, who is stronger than Ma Huateng, the former city lord of Xishan City, and the strength of the soldiers is also very powerful.

"Jian'er, don't be impulsive! Let's ask what the hell is going on!"

Suddenly, a gray-haired old man walked out of the screen behind him, and the breath of the old dragon bell was very heavy.

"Father, that Fenghuomen is too deceitful! Your grandson has only been there for a few days and has been seriously injured, how can you bear it!"

Tong Jian's face was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to hurry to Fenghuomen to find trouble. But the old man's stop made him realize that he couldn't do this, after all, Fenghuomen was not something they could compete with, and this matter had to be handled by Fenghuomen himself.

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. The Wind and Fire Gate is something we can't afford to offend at all. As long as Fenghuomen can do its best to save my grandson, it will be fine. But whoever hurts my grandson will surely die! If you have the chance, kill it!"

Although Tong Jian is the lord of a city, he does not have any temper in front of his father. Although he was very angry, he listened carefully to his father's words and did not dare to disobey his orders.

"Okay, father!" Tong Jian's anger decreased slightly, and his figure suddenly rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion and flew towards the Wind and Fire Gate Divine Mountain.

Now his mood is very angry, he just wants to find the person who hit Tong San hard, and then destroy him even more cruelly.

"Go along. Tong Jian's father looked at the old man kneeling on the ground with a gloomy face, waved his sleeves and said.

"Yes, old man!" the old man's kneeling body was trembling violently, if it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the old man, then he would probably be a corpse at this time.

Because he knew that Tong Jian only had such a son as Tong San. has been very pampered since he was a child, and he is not stingy in all aspects, and he will protect Tong San in case of trouble, whether it is right or wrong. Now that this kind of major event has happened, he has a huge responsibility, and he wanted to come back to report it, but it may be a dead end.

But I didn't expect the old man to be quite sensible, and he didn't blame him. Even though, his figure hurriedly left the hall.

In the Budokan, the second round of the group stage went on very quickly, and it ended in just half an hour. In the end, after the decision of the Great Elder, it was also to let Wang Yun, the terrible god of killing, cause less trouble, after all, it was already a disaster to hit Tong San hard, so let Wang Yun directly advance to the final semi-finals.

Wang Yun was very surprised when he heard the news, but he didn't say much. Next is the third round of the group stage, to select twelve from the twenty-four promoters to advance to the semi-finals, Wang Yun knows that these are the best among the new disciples, so he watched this group stage very seriously.

Soon, the list of thirteen people who finally advanced to the semifinals was announced by the core elders, and there were as many as seven people in the East Courtyard, two in the West Courtyard, three in the South Courtyard and Wang Yun.