Standing next to Zhen Sushan was a handsome young man, dressed in a snow-white samurai suit to set off his heroic body, carrying double hooks, his eyes were evil, and he exuded a lazy temperament from top to bottom, and he didn't know how many girls he had harmed.

From the meeting to the present, the man has never said a word, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhen Sushan's jealousy of Wu Yue, and suddenly a little resentment suddenly rose on his face, laughed loudly and came out of the crowd, and said to Wu Yue, "Why do you need those tricks to kill you?" I'm enough! ”

Wu Yue turned his head to look at him, "Say your name, you won't have a chance later." ”

The tone that is not salty or light, as if he has eaten the other party, makes people angry.

The man's evil eyes narrowed into a line, pulled out the double hook behind his back, and said coldly, "I will tell you my name, but only at the moment before you die!" ”

Seeing that his companion was in contact with Wu Yue, the Purple Pupil Demon Monarch Hua Zha Ao moved two steps sideways, attached to Zhen Sushan's ear and asked, "Madam, do you want to stop the eagle from flying?" ”

Zhen Sushan thought for a moment and shook his head lightly.

"No, you don't! With Eagle Fly's strength, even if he can't defeat Feng Xinglie, nothing will go wrong in a short period of time, and besides, there should be no problem with us sweeping the battle for him. The slave family is actually very curious, what method will that guy use to dissolve my poison. ”

Qiang Wangsheng nodded, "Not bad! Ying Fei has been unanimously praised by the master and the boss, there are almost no opponents in the younger generation, Qi Changzheng of the Angry Jiao Gang, known as one of the three major young masters in the Central Plains, didn't he lose under Ying Fei in a row some time ago? ”

"What's more, even if the master makes a personal move, he may not be able to win the eagle fly within thirty or fifty moves, I don't believe that Feng Xinglie is stronger than the master."

"The Central Plains martial arts like to praise each other, and they can't be real. In my opinion, in addition to Feng Xinglie, other masters have a lot of moisture. Shan Chayue added disdainfully.

Seeing that the three of them were full of confidence in Yingfei, Hua Zhao let go of his worries slightly, took two steps back, and returned his gaze to the field, and the others were also secretly on guard.

No matter how breezy it is, there is one fact that cannot be denied.

Ying Fei is facing a grandmaster-level powerhouse who is as famous as Pang Ban and Lang Chuchuangyun, and the slightest negligence will cause him to fall into a situation from which he will never recover.

Wu Yue's face was indifferent, if he was so provoked in front of him before, I am afraid that he would not be able to hold back his agitated emotions and rush up to fight with Eagle Fei for three hundred rounds.

But now, comprehending the God of War Catalogue, breaking through to the realm of wooden swords in the way of the sword, his own state of mind cultivation has made great progress, and his mentality has stabilized.

Moreover, after beeping for so long, he was just helping Qi Changzheng fight for the opportunity to save people, and he had actually sentenced these aliens to death a long time ago.

In the face of a dying person, why should you be angry?

"I appreciate your confidence, but ......"

Brush!

Halfway through the conversation, I saw a white shadow flickering like lightning, and it appeared on the side of Eagle Fei as if teleporting, parallel to his shoulder. The body fell slowly like a feather, and the raised left hand was lightly pressed on Yingfei's left shoulder.

The picture here is not so much a battle as it is like a friend for many years greeting each other.

The thunder-like speed, the butterfly-like light posture, and the strong visual contrast build a scene that is both chic and weird.

Time seems to freeze in this moment!

Zhen Sushan and the others who were watching the battle all widened their eyes and froze in place. Especially the eagle flying who faced the attack directly, he was even more shocked that his hands and feet were cold, and his heart sank directly to the bottom.

Obviously, his eyes can see all of Wu Yue's movements clearly, but whether it is the dodge of his body or the speed of swinging the double hook, it seems to be a movie that has slowed down eight times the speed.

The two are not at the same rate of time!

The speed of reaction in time is definitely a gap, and in the face of such a terrifying speed, moves, experience, and even common sense can be thrown directly into the trash.

“…… All you have is confidence! ”

The second half of Wu Yue's words sounded in his ears.

There is no element of banter, ridicule, or ridicule, just the calmness of the facts.

And with that, the palm that was slapped on the left shoulder.

Rumble! Click!

It didn't seem to use a little force, but it made Ying Fei's body sink, and it felt like a small mountain suddenly pressing on his shoulders, directly blasting the innate true qi covering his body to collapse.

Under the terrifying pressure, the shoulder blade bore the brunt of the slap and was smashed into several pieces with a palm, followed by ribs, vertebrae, and leg bones......

Ying Fei howled miserably, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose all spurted out terrifying blood, and then he fell to the ground with a limp. The strength passed through the body into the ground, and the bluestone pavement under his feet was crushed into countless cracks.

I haven't fought Feng Xinglie head-on, and I never know what terrifying power is hidden under that peaceful smile!

This was Pang Ban's evaluation of Wu Yue, and the previous Ying Fei scoffed at this, confident that with his own skills, even if he was defeated, he would not be easily defeated.

But now, when I found that I couldn't even take a move from the other party, all the pride and self-confidence in the past were crushed into ashes by this palm, leaving only unwillingness and despair!

It's a long story, but it's just a flash of lightning.

It wasn't until Ying Fei was smashed by Wu Yue's palm that the bones of his whole body were shattered, and where he was standing, a faint afterimage gradually dissipated in the wind. From this, it can be seen how terrifying the speed of this blow is!

Even if the red charm of the sky is condensed, you must be willing to bow to the wind!

"Even the movement of falling down is so slow."

It's still the tone of stating the facts, but with a powerful aura that stirs people's hearts.

The fact is that in front of Wu Yue, the so-called first person of the Mongolian young generation is just dust that can be crushed at will, and he is vulnerable.

Eagle Fei opened his mouth to say something, but he could only make some unconscious gurgling sounds, and the broken internal organs overflowed from his mouth along the blood, and finally, he fell to the ground with a full of unwillingness, and died of exhaustion.

There was a dead silence in the field, from the masters of the black list to the ordinary soldiers, all of them were silent, and even their breathing was subconsciously put to the lightest, for fear of attracting the attention of the devil.

Zhen Sushan put a pair of plain hands in his sleeves, clenched into fists, still unable to control his trembling hands, his delicate jade face was already overflowing with fragrant sweat, even Pang Ban had never given her such a deep despair, as if no matter what she did, she couldn't escape the light blow.

She is known for her wisdom, even if she can command hundreds of warships in the face of the Angry Jiao Gang, but at this moment, she can't think of any way.

Perhaps, this trip to the Central Plains was a wrong choice.

It's just that by the time you found out for yourself, it was already too late......