The first thing that caught Wang Daohai's eyes was not a side object, but a pitch-black iron rod.

It is dark and lightless, as deep as the abyssal sea, and the breath that is as thick as sinking iron, just feeling a little is enough to cause vigilance and crisis in the heart.

He retreated suddenly, decisively giving up Su Pengyue, and at the end of the muddy iron rod, a hand suddenly appeared.

A hand?!

Wang Daohai was stunned at first, and then he was shocked in his heart, he didn't see a figure at all, didn't this muddy iron rod be thrown over with all his strength?

Someone actually rushed to the front with a hand!

But he didn't see it at all, or even noticed it, and all he could see in his eyes was that hand.

What kind of weird situation is this?!

Wang Daohai's vision could not keep up with the changes, and his five senses seemed to become extremely dull at this moment, until the arm waved away the clouds and smoke, and a smell of rust and fire lingered, and then he saw the true face of the man with the stick.

It was a young man with a dragon and tiger aura in him.

When ——!

The stick rolled and fell directly to the ground, the sound was like Hong Zhong Dalu, Wang Daohai's scalp was numb when he heard this sound, it was hard to imagine how heavy this thing was!

But what horrified him was yet to come!

I just saw that the stick suddenly flipped over, and it was directly inserted into the ground, and when it was turned upside down, it directly smashed a piece of land with green bricks, and roared up from the ground, as if the mountains and seas were also smashed!

The iron rod waved in the air, and Wang Daohai only continued to dodge, but the man with the stick was like a god descending from the earth, and the chain of big sticks did not stop, and the ground roared all over again, just like an earthquake and landslide, forcing Wang Daohai to retreat again and again.

"Who's coming?"

Wang Daohai stood still, roared angrily, and at this time, his fists were opened, and he resisted the iron rod, but at this moment, he suddenly felt numb all over, and felt a buzz in his head, like being hit by a 10,000-pound sledgehammer according to the heavenly spirit!

His arms trembled, and he was horrified, and it was only in an instant that he estimated the weight of this iron rod, at least above Ichizo!

The number of one collection, five thousand and forty-eight catties!

However, this stick, definitely exceeds this number!

Where is there such a heavy weapon in the critical world, can it really dance if it is made!

Wang Daohai felt that he was crazy, but the person who danced thousands of catties of muddy iron rods was in front of him, and the sticks were about to catch up with the thickness of his arms, and after carrying this one, Wang Daohai found that this iron rod was the thickest at the front and back ends, and the central section was the thickness of the normal iron rod.

This thing was made to smash people!

Seeing the dark clouds covering the top and the iron rod coming again, Wang Daohai naturally didn't dare to take it hard, and his body retreated instantly, but what he didn't expect was that the iron rod actually rushed over, and the person holding the stick behind strode away, only to hear the sound of cicada thunder in his ears, and the next moment, the nightmare iron rod was knocked down from the sky!

Wang Daohai was covered in green muscles, and a surging power came from his flesh and blood, at this time, above the stands, the three great masters had already jumped off the high platform and landed, and in a blink of an eye, they had rushed to the front!

Cheng Ziyang made a move, and when he raised his palm, it was a move to "mend the heavens!"

This palm is slapped, like the heavenly holy spirit, falling with half a lifetime of clouds, making people have illusions in their eyes, and there is boundless murderous aura surging from all directions, so far there is only this palm in the eyes of the other party, there is no way to avoid it, it is heaven and earth, gods and Buddhas cannot escape!

"Dharma is scattered!"

Someone on the side recognized Cheng Ziyang's palm technique, and was immediately shocked, this Dharma Sanshou is the supreme martial arts of Buddhism, even among the three sects, few people have cultivated to this point!

Dan Jin made a move, and the move was fatal, but this mending heaven palm technique hit the iron rod, but it was unloaded by a greater force, just to see the iron rod shake violently, flipping back and forth, it was the stick holder's move to "reverse the yellow dust", almost breaking Cheng Ziyang's chest!

Cheng Ziyang relied on his strange body to dodge this blow, but the strength passed by his face, and a bloody light shot out, which immediately made him change his expression!

"Strength! The light and dark on the stick alternate, you can't resist hard!"

His expression was solemn, and Tang Kang on the side raised his hand and cast the shape of a big crane!

Dongtu Nanquan White Crane Gate!

The iron rod is like a snake, Tang Kang is like a crane, the big crane catches the snake, at this time in one place, the crane fist pecks the ribs, the kung fu is the most vicious and ferocious, at this time and the iron rod is entangled, the stick holder's eyes change slightly, and the stick method in his hand suddenly turns!

On the second of February, the dragon raises its head!

There was a strong killing intent in that stick technique, and in the eyes of the four great masters at this time, this muddy iron rod seemed to have turned into a steel spear in an instant!

Big guns like dragons!

Sharpshooter, King Qin grinds the flag!

The iron rod danced, the tiger and the tiger were angry, tearing the sky and breaking the clouds, Tang Kang's face changed greatly, and he didn't dare to resist, but the stick bearer followed him, and the moment he didn't react, the iron rod smashed down on his shoulder!

Boom ——!

The big stick fell, and some people retreated, but it was not Tang Kang, but Guo Tuhua, the great sage of Qingmei!

He stood in front of Tang Kang, but at this time, his arms trembled violently, his eyes were full of disbelief, blood was spilling from his nose, and the ground was trampled out of a mess by continuous thunderstorms, and he took eighteen steps back, the dust was shaken, and the green bricks exploded.

The four great grandmasters all retreated in an instant, and distanced themselves from the stick bearer, Tang Kang's face changed, and he asked loudly: "Who is coming!"

Wang Daohai had asked once before, but the other party did not answer, at this time I could see clearly, the young man put the iron rod on the ground, and with a bang, just like the mythical Dinghai God needle iron, the whole ground shook three times!

"Is this weapon useful?"

It was when the four great grandmasters were in doubt that a voice came from the side, and Tang Kang suddenly turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was Chen Xuanlong!

"Brother——!

There was another voice of surprise, it was the girl who had been following Chen Xuanlong, at this time her eyes were full of surprise and water, and she stood up excitedly, clenching her fists tightly.

A figure appeared at the gate outside, it was Li Que, who was carrying a mountain guard who had been beaten to death, and shouted to the stick bearer inside: "Teacher, you hurry up and get it done, I've already done it here." ”

Tang Kang looked at this scene, the thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly, and then he quickly found the guy who echoed the conditions and appearance of the person in front of him from his memory, but what made him unbelievable was that the person who was once the target of the invitation was really seen now, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!

The rest of the sect masters on the side also had ugly faces, especially Wang Daohai, from the beginning when he abused people to the fact that he was almost beaten with an iron rod all over the ground looking for teeth, hugging his head and running around, the gap between this is really too big!

But he had to do that, because he had foreseen the end of the tough resistance, and it would inevitably end up with all his bones broken.

Tang Kang stared at the stick bearer, took a deep breath, his face was gloomy to the extreme, turned back and forth in front of Chen Xuanlong and the stick bearer, and finally fixed on the stick bearer, word by word, and said:

"You.... It should be the leader of the last Jiangdong Water Dragon Club...."

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