"Hahaha, what an arrogant guy, do you really think that our mighty hall has this strength?!"

Pang Yan laughed wildly, and then pointed at Zhou Tong's nose and warned: "Tell you, boy, if you offend our Mighty Hall, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!!"

"Now, let me see how much more skills you have!!"

When the words fell, Pang Yan immediately launched an attack on Zhou Tong, and as soon as he made a move, he used his most proud martial art "Crazy Wolf Fist", which is a third-order low-grade martial art, and if used properly, he can obtain the blessing of thirty percent of his own strength, that is to say, if Pang Yan's basic strength is nine hundred kilograms, if he increases the blessing of thirty percent of his strength, the strength of his punch will reach about 1,200 kilograms, judging by his cultivation of the ninefold Qi Gathering Realm, 1,300 kilograms is already his limit.

Zhou Tong's disadvantage lies in the fact that he has not yet cultivated the third-order top-grade martial technique "Heavenly Wound Fist", but the basic strength of nearly two thousand kilograms is a crushing advantage for Pang Yan.

Catching an opportunity, Zhou Tong threw a punch and collided directly with Pang Yan's fist.

Bang~!

With a muffled sound, Zhou Tong stood in place without moving, while Pang Yan's body flew out upside down, and then slammed into the ground.

"Hold the grass, Pang Yan is defeated!!"

"Oh my God, isn't it, Zhou Tong is also a cultivator of the Ninth Rank of the Qi Gathering Realm?"

"It seems that it should be, otherwise how could it be possible to defeat Pang Yan!"

"The junior martial arts class actually produced a strong man with a ninefold qi gathering realm, how can we be embarrassed by the feelings of the high martial arts class!"

"It seems that Weiwutang is really going to be unlucky, unless Shi Qinglai comes, others may not be Zhou Tong's opponents!"

“......”

In an exclamation, Zhou Tong hurriedly chased in front of Pang Yan, and before he could get up, he raised his foot and stepped heavily on his two knees......

Click, click......

The sound of bones shattering sounded, followed by Pang Yan's terrible screams.

"Weiwutang, you still owe me seventeen legs!!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhou Tong immediately swept towards the crowd of onlookers: "Who else is the person from the Mighty Hall? Get out!!"

There was silence.

The crowd, which had been noisy just now, fell silent in an instant.

Not long ago, when Zhou Tong declared war on Weiwutang, everyone was still holding a mocking and watching a good show, and even many people thought that Zhou Tong was a rich madman, however, just a few minutes later, the arrogant and invincible mighty people, in the face of Zhou Tong's provocation, no one dared to fight, and even, they didn't dare to admit that they were people from Weiwutang.

"Damn, who is so arrogant that he dares to declare war on our mighty hall, it's really boring!!"

Just when everyone was silent, Ma Ze rushed to the scene with a scolding.

"Hmm, why don't you speak?" Ma Ze frowned, looked at a familiar member of the Mighty Hall in the crowd, and asked, "Little Liuzi, what's wrong with this?"

"Ah, this ......" The young man who was questioned by Ma Ze was suddenly dumbfounded, just now Zhou Tong asked him but he didn't dare to talk, and if Zhou informed him that he was a member of the Mighty Hall at this time, he wouldn't break his legs? ?

"Lao Pang, hold the grass, you ......"

Pang Yan was lying on the ground so it was not conspicuous, and after Ma Ze approached, he saw that it was Pang Yan lying on the ground, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

"He did it!" Pang Yan gritted his teeth and pointed at Zhou Tong.

"Okay, I'll avenge you!!"

Ma Ze turned his head and stared at Zhou Tong for a moment, then let out a loud roar and launched a direct attack.

"Anyone who dares to hurt my mighty hall will seek death!!"

Ma Ze is also a nine-fold cultivator of the Qi Gathering Realm, and his strength is between Pang Yan, however, he cultivates a body martial art, his pace is unpredictable, and his body is flexible, so after he started with Zhou Tong, he formed a certain suppression on the scene, and then he didn't have an egg, Zhou Tong had a crushing advantage in strength after all, and seized the opportunity, Zhou Tong was still concocted in the same way, fist to fist with Ma Ze, and fight for strength.

Bang!

As a result, Ma Ze was also shocked and flew out upside down and fell beside Pang Yan.

"Quick, protect your ......legs," Pang Yan warned urgently.

"Huh??" Ma Ze took a mouthful of blood after he fell, and looked at Pang Yan with a puzzled expression.

However, at this moment, Zhou Tong had already jumped over, and couldn't help but say that aiming at Ma Ze's knees was two feet.

Click, click......

Yes!!

The kneecaps were crushed, and Ma Ze let out an even more terrible scream, beads of sweat covering his forehead, and finally fainted from the pain.

"Mighty Hall, you still owe me fifteen legs!!"

The indifferent voice sounded again, and then, Zhou Tong jumped in front of the member of the Mighty Hall who was called "Little Liuzi" by Ma Ze, and reached out and tugged at his collar: "Mighty Hall!"

"No, I'm not from the Mighty Hall!!" Xiao Liuzi's head shook like a rattle, crying and denying it, and he cursed Ma Ze ten thousand times in his heart, if he hadn't called his name, how could this master know that he was a person from the Mighty Hall!!

"Isn't it?, then you swear that you will never enter the Mighty Hall, and then find out a person from the Mighty Hall, and I will spare you!" Zhou Tong said coldly.

"Okay, I swear, the martial saint is above, the emperor is below, I, Zhao Xiaoliu, will never enter the mighty hall!! If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven!!" Xiao Liuzi looked up at the sky, raised his hand and swore an oath, and then pointed to a fat man not far away with his hand: "Brother Tong, he is a person from the mighty hall!!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Xiaoliu swore an oath according to Zhou Tong's instructions, and found out another member of the Mighty Hall.

"Zhao Xiaoliu, I'm drafting the ancestor!!" The fat man who was pulled out immediately scolded.

Zhou Tong smiled at Zhao Xiaoliu: "Well, you performed well, you are safe." ”

After that, his eyes swept to the fat man who was pulled out: "Did I do it to destroy your legs, or did you do it yourself??"

"Don't, don't, Brother Tong, I, I'll quit the Mighty Hall immediately!" The fat man trembled when Zhou Tong saw it, bent his legs, and knelt directly on the ground, and then, raised his hand and swore like Zhao Xiaoliu: "The martial saint is above, the emperor is below, my Wang Dabao swears to the sky, and he will never enter the mighty hall!

After swearing, the fat man looked at Zhou Tong with a flattering face: "Brother Tong, do you think my oath is okay?"

"Hmm. Zhou Tong nodded, but there was a sneer in his heart, what about the mighty hall?

"Let's get someone out!" Zhou Tong snorted coldly.

"Okay......" Wang Dabao nodded quickly, his small eyes swept around......

And it didn't matter if he saw it like this, seven or eight people in the crowd immediately knelt down directly, crying and begging with a sad face: "Brother Tong, Master Tong, let's quit, we will quit the Weiwu Hall immediately, please don't waste our legs......"

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