Chapter Seventy-Five: One Punch Kills Three!
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Someone took the lead, and those who hesitated behind also took action one after another.
Thousands of martial arts martial artists above the sevenfold level shot together, this momentum is indeed huge, such a power can easily destroy the power of the entire Qizhou City.
It was the first time Dong Jian had seen such a battle, but he didn't have the slightest worry, and even had some vague expectations in his heart.
"Dong Jian, what should we do?" Meng Ruobing suddenly asked with some worry, not knowing which side he was with.
was asked by Meng Ruobing, and he was also a little puzzled.
Although he is only a martial arts sixfold, he has the strength of a martial arts ninefold, so he doesn't have to be cleared at all.
However, although Meng Ruobing can skip the level and challenge, it will compete with the people in the early stage of the martial arts eightfold at most, so it will be cleared.
If you don't care about Meng Ruobing, Dong Jian can sit here and watch the tiger fight, but in this way, it will not work.
Meng Ruobing bit lightly, her red lips tightened slightly, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly. Obviously, she also knew the situation at this time, this thousand-year-old Zhu Guo, she didn't want to miss it, but although Dong Jian said that she owed her three things, she herself knew that Dong Jian did not owe her anything.
At this time, it is related to the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo, and Dong Jian doesn't have to take care of her.
"Let's not move, if someone comes, I'm not easy to mess with!" Dong Jian suddenly said in a deep voice, at this time, the only way to do this is to wait quietly and not make a move.
"Hmm!"
A hint of discoloration flashed in Meng Ruobing's eyes, and she responded in a somewhat heavy tone. However, these Dong Jian didn't notice it, and at this time, he had already flown to the battle not far away.
There are about 3,000 martial artists below the Martial Dao Ninefold, and there are about 500 martial artists above the Martial Dao Ninefold, among which there are more than forty masters of the Martial Dao Upper than the Tenth Fold.
More than three thousand and five hundred, which is equivalent to six to one.
Although the difference in numbers is large, the difference in strength is not too large.
Almost all of the people here are geniuses, and everyone is not weaker than Zhu Yu. Even many people's talents are beyond Dong Jian's reach.
Therefore, six to one is nothing to them at all.
Even if it is Dong Jian, if he fights with someone lower than his own realm, or someone of the same level, let alone six to one, even if it is ten to one, twenty to one, and fifty to one, it is far from Dong Jian's opponent.
The strength is strong to a certain extent, and it is not comparable to the number of people.
Even if the ants are powerful and the ants bite the elephant to death, they can't bite the dragon. A single bite of dragon breath can turn tens of millions of ants into nothingness, and there is not even a scum left.
For a while, an amazing battle directly unfolded around the entire Chiyan Lake.
Before the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo was born, a bloody battle had already been fought. However, some of these people still did not make a move.
Among them, there are five Long Ao.
They just looked at this scene coldly, and like them, there were more than a dozen people, all of whom were masters of the early stage of the Martial Dao Ten Folds.
Although their strength is not as good as that of the five Long Ao, they are not much different, they are all geniuses of some first-class forces, far from being comparable to the Mora Academy.
"Hmm, it's the second brother!" Dong Jian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he found that not far away, the figure who was fighting was his second brother, Wang Meng.
Although Wang Meng is only in the early stage of the Martial Dao Eightfold, he can fight with the powerhouses of the Martial Dao Eightfold Peak, and after entering the Demon Domain Mountain, he has another adventure, and at this time he has been promoted to the late stage of the Martial Dao Eightfold, and he is only one step away from the peak.
It can already compete head-on with the martial artists in the early stage of the Martial Arts Ninefold.
At this time, he was almost the same as Dong Jian.
Even, when Dong Jian does not use all the hole cards, the outcome is not yet known.
Wang Meng has a strength comparable to the early stage of the Martial Dao Ninefold, so naturally he is in a group with more than 500 martial artists of the Martial Dao Ninefold, and is cleaning up those martial artists below the Martial Dao Ninefold.
"Hey, boy, what are you still doing here? We don't have enough manpower, why don't you come and help? And you, although you are a woman, but you also have the strength of the martial arts sevenfold, you can come here, you are not a mediocre person, let's shoot together!"
At this time, a martial artist in the middle of the Eightfold Martial Dao suddenly saw that Dong Jian and the others had not yet made a move, and couldn't help but shout in a low voice.
"How about you, it has nothing to do with me!" Dong Jian said coldly, rejecting the man with a word.
"Bastards, brothers, these two people actually wanted to fish in troubled waters, so they did it first!" The man's face suddenly changed, and he summoned the two companions around him, both of whom were martial artists in the middle of the Martial Arts Eightfold Period.
"This little girl is good, it's a pity, kill them, and go on fighting with those bastards!" one of them suddenly roared, and a huge mace in his hand struck.
Blasted towards Meng Ruobing's head, without the slightest pity.
"It's a pity, such a beautiful little girl, if she is outside, she must be allowed to taste the power of the pink princess!" The other person suddenly said with some pity, but a strange weapon in his hand did not stop at all, and it was ruthlessly smashed towards Meng Ruobing's heart.
As for the person before, he was bombarding Dong Jian, in his opinion, Dong Jian was just the strength of the martial arts sixfold, although he may be a genius, but it was not enough to worry about at all.
"It turned out to be from the Black Demon Sect, just in time, I was worried, I didn't see anyone from the Black Demon Sect here. Since you have sent it to the door yourself, you are welcome!" Dong Jian's pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.
Originally, Dong Jian just wanted to protect himself and force them back.
However, if he didn't expect that these people would be from the Black Demon Sect, then he wouldn't keep his hands. The people of the Black Demon Sect, Dong Jian must be killed, and Dong Jian is patient, as long as his strength is strong, he will kill the Black Demon Sect and question his father's whereabouts.
Now he doesn't have the strength yet, so Dong Jian is patient.
Five years of life as a waste wood, ridicule and ridicule, have made Dong Jian's patience very good and tenacious.
"Miscellaneous pieces of the Black Demon Sect, give me death!!"
Dong Jian suddenly shouted violently, and without taking out his weapon, with his bare hands, the Flame Lion Gang suddenly launched, and the blazing aura surged out, turning into a rolling wave of qi, approaching the three of them.
Fantasy Dragon Leap Steps!!
In an instant, three figures appeared, one cast the Flame Lion Gang, the other cast the Thundercloud Palm, and the person from the Black Demon Sect was directly hit by Dong Jian's Seven Star Sky Breaking Fist, and it was slammed on the skull.
The martial arts of the eightfold martial arts is only a strength of 30,000 catties.
And Dong Jian's strength was full at this time, with the assistance of true qi, the qigong increased dramatically, and the power was overwhelming, and he definitely had more than 50,000 strength, which was not something that these three people could resist at all.
Puff puff!!
Three times in a row, the three of them were instantly blasted by Dong Jian, one of them collapsed in the chest, all the ribs were shattered, and the other person was directly blown away more than ten meters away, like a puddle of mud, fainted, with more air in and less breath, and there was no way to live.
The people of the Black Demon Sect were even more miserable, their heads had turned into flesh, red and white things, splashed all over the ground, and their headless bodies shook and fell.
Meng Ruobing's eyes were suddenly full of horror, this was the first time she had seen Dong Jian make such a move, between her hands, there was no drag, she was ruthless and accurate, and there was no hesitation.
Not only her, but at this time, many people saw it, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a deep breath.
A martial artist of the sixfold martial arts, within one move, bombarded three martial artists of the eightfold martial arts with three punches.
"It's the third brother!!" Wang Meng also suddenly discovered this scene, and when he saw that this person was his sworn brother Dong Jian, he couldn't help but feel happy on his face.