Martial arts half-saint, what a distant word, Su Junbao didn't expect to meet here, it turned out that their young people were just their looks!

"They're all young people, no more than thirty years old!" Meng Tiande said again.

Looking at a person's eyes, you can see his real age, they are strong, only because they are strong, not because they are old!

You can reach the realm of a half-saint in your thirties, what an amazing and terrifying thing, how many martial arts wizards in the Northern Regions are still struggling in the Yuanying realm, and it takes hundreds of years to produce a half-saint, and the other party is only in his thirties!

This is really the gap between two worlds!

After the man finished clapping, he walked over steadily and stood on the main stage!

"You seem to be very dissatisfied with the taxes of the imperial court?"

He looked at Wan Cheng and asked, his tone was very flat, but it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression, even those big people in the Northern Regions Mangyuan, in front of him, they couldn't keep calm, and they were unnaturally shorter!

"The taxes sent down by the Central Empire over the years have been heavy year after year, layer by layer, and the people of the Northern Plains have long been overwhelmed, and we, as the monarchs, govern the land and water, and have the right to make demands!" Wan Chengzhong said, he was the only one standing here, his waist straight.

"The tax of one or two million spirit crystals is really not much, and I can't pay it, it can only mean that you are too poor here, a group of poor ghosts and untouchables!" The young man said.

"We are poor, but we live on our own land, we don't steal, we don't rob, we feed ourselves with our industrious hands, even if we are poor, we don't owe others a copper plate, but you, why did you come here and take half of our wealth every year?" Wancheng re-questioned!

"Why? Just because we have established order, before the Central Empire, the world is in chaos, and who can live in peace? Is it just you? The young man asked with a sneer.

"That's right, it's just us!"

Wan Cheng raised his head high: "It is not you who established the Central Empire, it is the greatest king of our Northern Regions, you are just a group of thieves, order is to make people live, and the poor should also have the right to live." ”

His voice was almost roaring, full of rage.

However, when these words were spoken, the faces of all the people present were moved, and even the eyes of the young man became surprised, and a little uncertain, this history is not understood by everyone, and it is also the most taboo topic in the empire, but it was said by Wan Chengzhong.

"The poor have no power!" After the young man's face changed color, he regained his composure.

"You want power, I'll give it to you!"

After speaking, his figure disappeared in place, and no one could see what he was moving, and the person had already appeared in front of Wan Chengzhong.

"Poof!"

With a slash of the hand, Wan Chengzhong, who was rumored to have reached the peak of the Tonggu Realm, was powerless to parry, and a thick arm flew out, splashing blood all over the ground.

Wan Cheng grabbed the broken arm again, and the muscles on his face were bruised in pain, but he didn't shout!

"It's a man, but it's useless!"

The young man stepped forward and printed a palm, which was unremarkable, but everyone present knew that he couldn't dodge that palm, because when the opponent's palm was slapped, it had already frozen the true qi in the opponent's body in the air.

You can't stop it, and you can't hide it!

"Bang!"

A sturdy palm was imprinted on Wan Chengzhong's chest, and he stepped back a few steps in a row, and his burly body finally fell.

"Father!"

A young man on the side helped him into his arms, it was Wan Tianhe, the eldest son of Wan Chengzhong.

Wan Tianhe turned his head and locked his angry gaze on the murderer, he might rush up and fight desperately at any time, but Wan Chengzhong looked at him, shook his head, and coughed up a lot of blood foam!

"Not today!" He said to his child.

"You don't even have the strength to fight back, what power do you talk about?" The young man asked.

"Yes, that's right, my strength is really small in front of you big people, it's not worth mentioning!"

Wan Cheng, who was injured and fell, stood up trembling again, holding a broken arm, and raised his head again: "I know who you are, and I know what the consequences will be if I do this, but ...... But someone has to stand up, stand up and tell the people of the Northern Plains, tell them that they are not untouchables, let alone livestock, they are all people, and tell them that they ...... Never forget to resist, the most terrible thing about people is not that they don't have the ability to resist...... But there is no will to resist, as long as you don't forget, there will be a day when you will break the shackles, and this is what you are most afraid of. ”

He was seriously injured, his voice was intermittent, but his words hit the hearts of everyone present, and they reverberated in the main hall with deafening reverberation, at this time, Wan Chengzhong used the only remaining arm to clench into a fist, and the true qi in his body surged out, condensing on his arm to form a dragon shadow!

"Boom!"

Wan Cheng threw a punch with all his might, roaring like a huge black dragon and rushing towards the other party, this is the strongest force that Su Jun has seen so far, but as the other party said, it is useless!

The young man stretched out his palm and grabbed his fist, shattering all the dragon shadows!

The huge gap in strength cannot be bridged by other things.

"It's useless!"

The young man grabbed the opponent's fist with one palm, Wan Chengzhong was burly, obviously half a head taller than the other party, but the current situation could not shake it in the slightest!

"This is the gap, the chasm that you can never cross, all you can do is accept your fate!"

The young man smiled fiercely, this was said to Wan Cheng Chong, and also to everyone present, the force on the claws tightened, Wan Cheng Chong's complete fist was pinched and deformed, and the blue tendons on his face burst out, obviously suffering great pain!

Suddenly, Wan Cheng opened his mouth heavily, and a large mouthful of blood foamed towards the other party's face, and the young man was caught off guard and was doused with a split head and face!

"Hahaha!"

With one successful move, the entire hall reverberated with Wanchengzhong's uninhibited laughter!

"You're looking for death!"

The young man was so humiliated that he became furious and kicked him sideways.

"Bang!"

Wan Chengzhong's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, gliding close to the ground, crashing into the surrounding conference seats, many people couldn't dodge, and were knocked away together, until in front of a person, his body stopped.

People looked at it, it was a boy who was only a teenager who stretched out his hand and pressed it on Wan Cheng Chong's shoulder, as if he made a move, and stopped Wan Cheng Chong's flying body.

The boy didn't say a word, and there was an even younger boy beside him, and a little milk baby who seemed to be just walking.

A combination that looks very strange.

Everyone present was a little surprised, there was a person here who could take over a demi-saint power, and he was still so young, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was impossible!