"Presumptuous!" Wu Taiwen shouted angrily.

Although among Chu Guyun's top ten demon disciples, he is not the top one in strength, but when it comes to temper, he is called second and no one dares to call him first.

So much so that the senior brother once made fun of his name, saying that he was neither "Tai" nor "civil" and polite when he encountered trouble, which simply insulted the name. But only that time, Wu Taiwen was "quick-witted". He mentioned that his surname was Wu, and he was originally a person who was uneducated, which made all the brothers dumbfounded.

At this moment, Wu Taiwen could hear Fang Zhantu's presumptuous words, and the stiffness on his face stood up with anger, like countless steel needles.

"Old Seven, I'll go first!" Wu Taiwen shouted at Qin Ziqi. Qin Ziqi knew his senior brother's temper, and he didn't say much.

"I have heard for a long time that Lord Wu's moves are full of violent beauty, and they are not inferior to my fourth junior brother in any way. Today, Fang Zhantu wants to learn and understand!"

"Compare me to that mallet?

Wu Taiwen hated being compared to himself the most, especially with that big bald head. With a shake of his hand, he took out a huge iron rod as thick as a bucket from behind his back.

This is Wu Taiwen's talisman treasure, called "Hegemony", and it is a fifth-order soldier. The basic weight alone is 1,000 catties, and there are 100 fifth-order military patterns inside, and if all of them are lit, its weight will skyrocket to an astonishing 50,000 catties. With a single blow, you can open up the mountain and collapse the mountain, which is fully worthy of its name of "dominating the world".

Wu Taiwen is the same age as Lei Zhenyue, and he is also the fourth disciple of his respective master. Therefore, back then, he was always angry with Chu Guyun for not punishing him for Lei Zhenyue smashing the stone wall, but for making him a personal disciple.

Later, he wanted to compete with Lei Zhenyue more than once, but Lei Zhenyue, who had always been domineering, did not dare to respond to Wu Taiwen's provocation casually. In the name of beauty, he did not dare to fight with the master of the Donglai Pavilion, but in fact, he already had the intention of admitting it. This is also the reason why Wu Taiwen looked down on Lei Zhenyue for 10,000 years.

At this moment, he saw that he was holding the "Hegemony" in his right hand, and pointed at Fang Zhantu with a halberd in his left hand and said: "It's a pity that the kid with the mallet is dead." Fang Zhantu, it's up to you to taste the taste of my iron rod today!

With a violent roar, Wu Taiwen turned the power of the True Yuan into thunder, and the iron rod in his hand seemed to turn into a roaring thunder dragon in an instant.

"Fourth Senior Brother, you take it easy!" Qin Ziqi shook his head with a wry smile.

Wu Taiwen's temper is too easy to explode, and once it explodes, he will be reckless. He was happy to go down with this stick, Fang Zhantu's life and death aside, what should he do with Chengbi? What about the group of disciples who were still alive around him? The aftermath of this horror was broken bones and tendons, and no bones were left!

"Get out of the way!"

I saw that Qin Ziqi seemed to be incarnated as a ghost, and he came to Lianchengbi's side in an instant. Fang Zhantu went all out to deal with Wu Taiwen at the moment, so he couldn't stop Qin Ziqi from saving Lianchengbi.

"Sixth, hold on!" Qin Ziqi grabbed Lianchengbi, and then cast a True Yuan barrier, shrouding towards the one hundred and one disciples.

"Kill!" - "Boom!"

An earth-shattering sound echoed through the decisive battle.

The entire land of Dragonbird City was also violently trembling. The buildings closer to the arena could not withstand the aftermath, and fine cracks appeared in the walls, the thickest of which was large enough to hold a fist. The common people, who did not know the truth, fled to the street in terror and looked tremblingly in the direction of the decisive battle.

"Heh, are you starting?"

At this moment, in the direction of Cheng Mansion, a man with a beautiful face and extremely cold eyes stood in the air with his hands in his hands, smiling at the place where the loud noise occurred. Beside him, a young man with unkempt hair and silver gray hair also stood in the air, carrying a dirty sword behind his back. This person is Cheng Xuan, but now Cheng Xuan, there is no more luster in his eyes, only a kind of sluggishness and woodenness like a puppet.

"Are you interested?" Youyue pointed to the distance, and Cheng Xuan said.

Cheng Xuan didn't answer, just nodded mechanically.

A trace of coldness flashed on Youyue's face, and she said to herself: "Fang Zhantu, Fang Zhantu, you are confident that you are by the side of the evil monarch, and you will press me everywhere." Now, asking me to sweep the tail for you is really too deceitful! This time I want to see how many catties and taels you have, or in vain!"

In the decisive battle, the entire high platform has been completely turned into powder. The disciples and Lian Chengbi were finally safe and sound under the protection of Qin Ziqi. However, everyone saw that Qin Ziqi's true yuan had been transformed, and the light curtain that shrouded his head was blown out by the terrifying aftermath of countless fine cracks.

Blood flowed from the corners of Fang Zhantu's mouth.

This blow, he didn't intend to carry hard. After all, even Lei Zhenyue didn't dare to wrestle with Wu Taiwen, let alone himself? However, the speed of Wu Taiwen's thunderous blow really exceeded Fang Zhantu's expectations, making him unable to dodge. So in the end, he still carried half of his strength in disguise.

"Awesome!" Fang Zhantu's face was a little pale, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his expression remained calm, "I have heard that Lord Wu's stick method is overwhelming, and today I finally opened my eyes!"

"Eye-opening? Just now is just the beginning! Fang Zhantu, suffer death!" Wu Taiwen said, and the iron rod swept violently.

All the disciples couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of them.

In the Purple Cloud Sect, although people who practice the stick method are as scarce as those who practice the hammer method. Because it has extremely strict requirements for the strength of warriors. If you can't use at least twice as much Force power when cultivating "A Thousand Cracks of Shadows", ordinary people will not choose the hammer as their advanced soldier.

Therefore, in the sect, the real hammer master has an extremely loud name. For example, Lei Zhenyue's hammer tyrant, and Wu Taiwen's alias is overlord. This also has some meaning of competing with Lei Zhenyue: Since you are a tyrant, then I am naturally the king of hegemons.

And Wu Taiwen's domineering method does have the power of a bully, which integrates violence and aesthetics and exerts it to the extreme. The iron rod in his hand was like a living thunder dragon, and every blow seemed to destroy the world.

"Boom, boom!"

Those disciples who were under the protection of Qin Ziqi were trembling fiercely in their hearts at the moment. Is this the gap? Is this the strength of Chu Guyun's demonic disciples! I don't know if it is possible for me to become an existence like an overlord like Wu Taiwen in the future.

"This guy can really drive the enthusiasm of young people!"

Qin Ziqi looked at the envious expressions on the faces of the disciples, and said a joke at Wu Taiwen. However, although Qin Ziqi was still cold on the surface, he was also so excited in his heart that he couldn't be more excited. You must know that when he was learning art, Wu Taiwen was an existence that could make the blood of his senior brother boil, and when he first started, he was also full of admiration for this fourth senior brother.

Fang Zhantu's heart was also extremely angry at the moment. Because he found that Wu Taiwen and Qin Ziqi did not show the slightest sign of poisoning. And the arrangement of poisonous fog around the decisive arena was originally a work that belonged to the dark moon. It must have been this kid's temporary constraint that put him in such a huge crisis.

"Youyue, you bastard!" Fang Zhantu scolded angrily in his heart, "Wait until this is the case, see how I report to the Evil Monarch!"

"Isn't it interesting?" In the distance, Youyue looked at Fang Zhantu, who was in crisis in the decisive battle, and smiled at Cheng Xuan beside him. Cheng Xuan still didn't answer, just nodded mechanically.

"Have you taken all the things that were handed over to you?" Youyue asked again, and Cheng Xuan nodded again.

"Okay, you can do it yourself," Yuyue's face showed a hint of helplessness, "It's important to do the right thing for the Evil Lord." As for Fang Zhantu, he can't die, and there's nothing wrong with letting him suffer a little. Just do what you want!"

"Yes!" Cheng Xuan said, taking out a few egg-sized black balls from his arms, and his eyes locked on Wu Taiwen in the decisive battle.

My wife is on a business trip on the weekend, and I take my children to various interest classes alone, and my body is finally a little unbearable, and there are only two more today, and I hope readers will forgive me, thank you!

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