The heaven-level martial artists on the earth are equivalent to the golden pill stage of immortal cultivators.

In the minds of many people, a heaven-level martial artist has already stood at the top of this world, enough to be proud of the world, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain.

In fact, they weren't wrong.

In some small worlds of cultivation, the monks of the Jindan period are respected as ancestors.

Especially in the mortal realm where the cultivation civilization is backward like the earth, a heaven-level martial artist equivalent to the Jindan period is indeed a remarkable figure.

Therefore, once the heaven-level grandmaster makes a move, the sky will collapse and the earth will crack!

It turned out to be the master of the bald man who was killed by himself at the martial arts conference.

Zhao Junyu saw Wu Tieshan make a move, and only then did he remember where this goods came from.

"Beastmaster's Claw!"

The five paths that can tear an elephant to pieces are terrifyingly clawed, with a radiant True Yuan Gang Qi.

Immediately towards Zhao Junyu.

Wu Tieshan's horizontal kung fu practice is getting more and more sophisticated, and the power of this claw is so terrifying, the other heaven-level grandmasters present are secretly frightened.

There was a muffled sound, and the wind dispersed in the air.

Wu Tieshan took a few steps back, his dark claws kept trembling, and his arms were not afraid of sharp weapons, and a sharp pain that he hadn't felt for a long time went deep into his bone marrow.

In mid-air, a big fist, glowing with a faint bronze, slowly retracted.

"But that's it!" Zhao Junyu let out a long laugh.

The arms and fists suddenly expanded several times more, and the huge copper fist smashed towards the Wutie Mountain in the air!

This punch was smashed, and everyone was shocked!

"Not good!"

Wu Tie Mountain's True Yuan was running wildly, and he instantly felt that this was already a matter of life and death!

Take this punch, live! Can't take it, die!

"Taihong is a peerless learner, the Four Elephants God Palm!"

Wu Tieshan's palms pushed wildly, and Zhenyuan soared, and his bloodshot eyes were about to bulge.

At the same time, his figure flew back!

"You have nowhere to retreat!" a cold voice sounded.

The huge bronze fist is like having eyes on its own, and it follows it like a shadow.

There was a loud bang, a muffled grunt between the fists and palms, and a figure flew out softly.

Zhao Junyu's huge bronze fist first broke through Wutieshan's palms,

smashed on the body protection qi of Wutie Mountain again, and almost instantly, the body protection qi was immediately shattered like a glass shell.

Everything was like a bamboo, the fist momentum reached the body, and Wu Tieshan was directly beaten to the point that the sternum burst.

Two fists, Taihong Sect Master, Heaven-level Early Grandmaster, Wutieshan, death!

"Let's go together, we can't spare this kid!"

Elder Xue of the Bamboo Sword Sect, Fang Yong of the Fang family of Qinchuan, and Lin Zhihua of the Baicao Hall shouted angrily and rushed up to besiege Zhao Junyu.

Wu Tieshan was easily beaten to death by Zhao Junyu in the blink of an eye, which made these people feel a piercing chill, and they immediately started without saying a word.

Only the Heaven-level Late Stage Grand Master, Li Xinghuo hesitated, as if he was considering whether to use it or not.

"Jumping beam clown, dare to shout!" Zhao Junyu snorted coldly.

"Tiangang Thunder Fist, thunderstorm all over the sky!"

On Zhao Junyu's fist, the sound of a thunderstorm suddenly started, and in just a few breaths, his fists actually fired dozens of punches in succession.

Dozens of red air waves, like thunder cannons, spread out in an all-round way, striking three people in different directions!

Great Elder Xue of the Bamboo Sword Sect, a mid-heaven-level grandmaster, is the strongest of these three.

"Qiyao Divine Sword!" Elder Xue shouted.

The seven dazzling sword lights were like white rainbows in the sky, sneering at the sword aura.

The next breath tore through all the red qi waves that hit him, but then with a bang, Elder Xue still took a few steps back, his qi and blood churned, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

I was shocked.

Could it be that the other party is the strength of the late stage of the Heaven level?

How is it possible at such a young age!

"Not good!" he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

However, it was too late, Fang Yong of the Qinchuan Fang family was a martial artist in the early stage of the heavenly level, and as soon as Zhao Junyu's red qi wave came out, he sensed the deadly danger and was shocked.

"Broken Jade Fist!"

The whole body cultivation exploded, and when there was no room for it, he fired several punches in a row.

Resist the seven or eight red air waves that attacked him.

At the same time, he dodged and moved, and his body turned sharply, intending to dodge.

But there is nowhere to hide!

Bang bang

Fang Yong tried his best to catch the air wave, but he was still blasted into the sky by the aftermath, and spit out a mouthful of blood mist in midair.

However, the last head of Baicaotang Lin Zhihua was not so lucky,

He only had a late-stage cultivation at the ground level, and although he tried his best, his palms flew up, and he received several red air waves.

But there are still two red qi waves, breaking through his palm power, and then breaking the true qi of the body, and the castration will not be reduced

One left and one right, hit the left and right halves of his body, and suddenly, Lin Zhihua was directly beaten to the point of flesh and blood.

With the great horror of his death, he slowly knelt down and fell to the ground.

It's just one move, three strong men, one dead and two injured!

All of this happens in just a few breaths.

"Too weak!" Zhao Junyu shook his head and stepped forward.

"Master Li, this son is weird, I'm afraid he is a late heaven-level great master. ”

"The three of us can only be suppressed if we join forces!" At this time, the Great Elder Xue of the Bamboo Sword Sect shouted violently.

"Zhao Xiaoyou, just be caught, spare your life!" At this time, Li Xinghuo reacted, secretly regretting that he hesitated just now and missed the best opportunity to besiege and kill this son.

Li Xinghuo slapped out with a palm, silently!

However, as far as the palm shadow goes, there is a dead silence, full of despair and destruction.

It seems that this palm sweeps, and ten thousand trees wither!

Oh, it's kind of interesting.

Zhao Junyu was stunned, his hair flew in the air, and his whole body exploded.

The two fingers were put together, condensing a line of golden light.

"Break the world!"

With a snort, the dead palm shadow was cut apart, and pieces were shattered.

Li Xinghuo's blood floated, his face turned pale, he snorted, took a few steps back, and the shock in his eyes could not be concealed!

And Zhao Junyu was just slightly stunned.

But that's all it takes.

On the other side, Great Elder Xue of the Bamboo Sword Gate, more than a dozen sword lights have arrived!

At the same time, Fang Yong behind him was in mid-air, puffing up all the true yuan, and the violent fist wind that blasted out blasted straight into Zhao Junyu's heart!

Zhao Junyu froze, let out a long roar, and with one hand and one palm, he drew a long blade of light that tore a large piece of air apart.

"True Martial Seventeen Style Splitting Sky Slash!"

Bang!

The dazzling blade of light not only split Elder Xue, but also more than a dozen fierce sword lights.

The aftermath also shook Elder Xue into the air, spurting several mouthfuls of blood in the air, and he fell to the ground.

At the same time, with the other palm, he turned around and gently drew a semicircle.

Suddenly, Fang Yong struck, the violent fist wind that could break through a thousand catties of boulders.

It was all sucked into this semicircle, and it was silent.

This was not over, Fang Yong was shocked and caught off guard, and the whole person was sucked in from afar.

With a click, Zhao Junyu gently twisted his neck.

All this happens only between lightning and flint.

Qinchuan Fang family, heaven-level early stage grandmaster, Fang Yong, die!

Elder Xue and Li Xinghuo, the two of them had a piercing chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Looking at it with a shocked face, Zhao Junyu, who was slowly turning around in the distance, looking at them like a cat playing with a mouse.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)