Under the strong wind, sand and rocks flew everywhere over the whole clearing, and everyone's ears were full of whistling sounds, and the air flow was piercing and sharp, like a ghost crying wolf. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yue Pingsheng's volley punch hit the compressed air column and at the same time, it was like a typhoon of more than ten levels blowing around, making this space a mess.

Wei Hao seemed to have seen something unimaginable, stood up suddenly, didn't care about making a move, and yelled in disbelief:

"Impossible, impossible! This kind of power, this kind of power, how can you rank thirteen!"

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the punch of this Sect Master of the Star Column Sect was ordinary, it was really simple, without any tricks, it was just an air fist with pure brute force!

And who is he? The chief disciple of the Wind Thunder Martial Arts Dojo, ranked fourteenth on the Secret Dragon and Tiger List, and is also a high-ranking martial artist in the realm of blood and dragon!

Facing Yue Pingsheng, who was only one rank higher than him, he couldn't even resist such a light punch and retreated again and again, so what kind of martial arts strength did this person have?

With a punch in his hand, he forced a high-ranking martial artist back, how could such a terrifying martial artist be ranked thirteenth? Why did the alliance officials make such a stupid ranking?

For a while, Wei Hao's martial arts common sense and experience were subverted.

Seeing this scene, several disciples of the Xingchen Liesu Sect did not have the slightest surprise, and unified their sympathetic gaze at Wei Hao.

On the contrary, although the young people who came to worship the mountain gate looked very embarrassed by the strong wind, their hearts were extremely excited, and they only felt that their choice was not wrong, and their faces were full of excitement.

After all, for ordinary people like them, first-class and second-class forces will not look at them squarely, and they don't have much choice.

The entire secret dragon and tiger list is basically dominated by the young leaders of the major forces, and the Xingchen Liesu Sect is a third-class martial arts force, but the sect master can be selected, which is already considered a sudden rise, and it is also their best choice.

In the clearing, Yue Pingsheng didn't bother to pay attention to Wei Hao's shocked yell, and glanced at him indifferently:

"Do you want to continue? I won't stay for the rest of the day. ”

After the data assessment broke through the fifty-point mark, his physical strength entered a point unimaginable to ordinary people, and he did not need to manipulate his vitality with innate qi, and he was also able to launch attacks such as fists just by relying on pure brute force oppression.

That is to say, the fist wind has been compressed by absolute speed and power, and the air formed has condensed into a substantial offensive method.

Seeing that Yue Pingsheng ignored his own question, Wei Hao first felt a surge of anger in his heart, and then his face turned blue and white for a while.

A feeling arose in his heart for no reason, this sect master of the Star Column Sect did not make a full move, and if he continued to entangle, he would not only make a bigger ugly appearance, but would definitely be killed on the spot!

This feeling is unprecedented in his more than 30 years of martial arts career.

With a sympathetic or mocking gaze, Wei Hao didn't say a word, turned around and left.

"If you want to know about Zhao Gongzi, go to the Duanmu family to find Duanmu Xiu, and he will decide whether to tell you or not. ”

This matter was specifically mentioned to Yue Pingsheng when Duanmu Xiu came to thank him, hoping not to spread the news to the outside world for the time being. Although Yue Pingsheng didn't know what their purpose was, he had already agreed.

Hearing Yue Pingsheng's voice, Wei Hao's figure paused, and then took a step and left here.

......

The main peak of the Emperor's Pole, above the punishment platform. The two figures were dressed in hunting robes, and their postures were erect, as if they were about to be feathered and ascended to the immortals, facing each other.

And around the punishment platform, the dense disciples of the sect stood silently, all casting their eyes on the two figures on the punishment platform, and the atmosphere was cold and calm.

"I have to say you're very bold. ”

On the high platform, a young man with eyes like knives on the opposite side of Shaozun slowly spoke:

"I heard the elders say that you are from the Black Prison, who gave you the courage to challenge me?"

Shaozun glanced at the silent and cold faces under the punishment table with a smile, turned his head to look at the young man opposite and smiled:

"You are Lu Xinglong, your Emperor Extreme Sect is more courageous than the Sword Sect. But you're going to die soon. ”

"Whew!"

Before Lu Xinglong could answer, Shaozun laughed fiercely, and suddenly inhaled in his mouth, and a rolling thunder sound suddenly erupted in his chest, which shook the minds of the onlookers and disciples, and countless noises suddenly stopped.

Crackling!

Shaozun put his hands together, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound on his body, the sound was like a jade pipa, the pearl fell to the ground, crisp and pleasant, with this sudden sound, Shaozun's figure suddenly rose more than a foot, the muscles and bones of the whole body expanded, the muscles were tangled, and the skin was exposed to the outside with a faint metallic color.

In the collective exclamation of the disciples outside the court, Shaozun's whole person turned into a strong giant spirit with a height of more than nine feet in the blink of an eye, and his exposed arms were as thick as ordinary people's thighs, and the originally loose robes were now all tightly stretched on the surface of his body, pulling out the tendons like steel ingots, and with Shaozun's face that was still a young man in his twenties, it highlighted an indescribable viciousness and hideousness.

Seeing that Lu Xinglong's pupils on the opposite side also shrank, Shaozun laughed cruelly! The huge palm like a fan stretched forward, and a large amount of gravel suddenly exploded under his feet, and his body suddenly pulled out a long phantom in the smoke and dust, and in an instant, he came to Lu Xinglong's body, raised his big hand, and slapped his head!

Lu Xinglong was just an insignificant delay, and he saw the young master on the opposite side stretch out his big hand, and the figure that was still more than ten meters away suddenly blurred, and in the loud noise, the big hand like a pu fan seemed to instantly cross the barrier of space, and appeared directly on the top of his head, smashing down his head with an unparalleled momentum, like a meteorite falling from the sky, with a rumbling sonic boom, instantly forcing away all the air above his head!

"Drink!"

Seeing the crisis, Lu Xinglong bit the tip of his tongue violently, and shouted violently in his mouth, like a bird crying at night, he just broke free from the momentum oppression of Shaozun with a vicious aura in his chest, and the spring thunder under his feet moved, and he hurriedly retreated, and the knife in his right hand suddenly pulled out a faint white mark in the air, which was really like a sharp steel knife, and instantly cut to the arm and wrist part that came from the head.

Lu Xinglong's whole body was full of blood and energy, trying his best to burst out of all his potential, and instantly entered the highest realm of the Split Yuan Shattering Knife - the realm of the unity of heart and strength, and the essence and spirit of the whole body paid attention to this hand knife, and even an inch-long blood-colored qi blade burst out from the edge of his palm, even if it was an arm made of real steel, it would be cut in two like tofu!

One knife is cut out, the heart and strength are one, and it is the peak power without cohesion!

Shaozun faced this sharp slash, a laugh, the luster on his arm flowed, where was there a half-point to stop changing his moves, and the big hand pressed directly without stopping!

Click!

The loud shouting in Lu Xinglong's mouth stopped abruptly.

In the crisp sound, the giant claws like the demon god of Shaozun directly shook the slashed hand knife into a ball of minced meat, as if it was just harassed by mosquitoes, it didn't have any impact at all, and it slapped Lu Xinglong's head with a vicious sound!

Bang!

A muffled sound was heard clearly in the ears of everyone who were holding their breath outside the venue, as if a watermelon had been smashed, and Shaozun's terrifying giant palm smashed Lu Xinglong's skull in just one moment, and the red and white ones immediately splashed on the ground!

Lu Xinglong's figure, which had originally retreated sharply, suddenly fell straight and flew seven or eight feet away, and the rag bag fell to the ground like a rag bag, smeared with red and white filth on the ground.

The breath of extreme blood was swept up by the wind, spreading in the wind.

Shaozun was like a demon god in hell, laughing wildly on a bloody punishment table:

"Vulnerable!" (To be continued.) )