Both of them were martial artists of the Divine Power Realm, and with this collision, a violent momentum spread out in all directions. "Click", a blue brick under Sun Daniu's feet was trampled and shattered, although the realm is the same, but because Wang Yu's martial arts method is higher, so in this duel, Sun Daniu lost slightly.

"Just these two moments, you still dare to come to the Zhao Clan's martial arts hall to make trouble?" Wang Yu smiled disdainfully, and smashed his fists towards Sun Daniu's body. Suddenly, Wang Yu felt a sharp sensation hit him, causing all the hairs on his back to stand on end.

Cheng Daonan narrowed his eyes, bent his bow and arrows, and a wild goose arrow was aimed at Wang Yu's vest. This is Sun Da Niu's stone bow, which requires 120 catties of strength just to pull it up, if it weren't for Cheng Daonan's strength reaching 300 catties, he really couldn't pull it.

Wang Yu's distraction gave Sun Daniu an opportunity to take advantage of. His hands were coiled in front, and his hind legs exerted force, and they suddenly pressed against Wang Yu's chest. "Hmph" Wang Yu only felt that his breath was stagnant, and his body took two steps back.

"I'll kill you" Wang Yu's face flashed with anger, and he hit Cheng Daonan with his backhand. Cheng Daonan didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation, watching Wang Yu kill towards him.

The martial artists of the Divine Power Realm are strong and energetic, and this short distance is almost instantaneous. In the blink of an eye, Wang Yu was less than a zhang away from Cheng Daonan, and Cheng Daonan could feel the powerful and domineering aura of Wang Yu's palm, almost tearing his body apart.

"Drink" Sun Daniu also rushed over and slapped Wang Yu's spine with one palm. Wei rescued Zhao, forcing Wang Yu to save himself, and stretched out a hand to block Sun Daniu's blow.

That's when it happened!!

Cheng Daonan's eyes lit up, and a long arrow shot out like thunder and lightning, heading straight at Wang Yu's kidneys. The kidneys are the source of people's energy, and the kidneys are strong when they are full of qi, and Cheng Daonan is a trick that cannot be described as non-toxic, and he directly wants to abolish Wang Yu's cultivation.

The "roar" only happens in a few breaths, and people who react slower can hardly react. Wang Yu roared wildly, he didn't expect to be forced into such a desperate situation by a few hillbillies, which made him angry and annoyed in his heart.

"Times" Wang Yu's body could only barely dodge a little, and the Yanling arrow pierced Wang Yu's waist fiercely. Wang Yu's eyes widened, and a sharp tearing pain spread throughout his body. "Ah~~~" Wang Yu felt that the energy in his whole body was constantly leaking out, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Master Wang~~~~" The disciples of the martial arts hall all shouted in horror, Wang Yu's strength was unfathomable, in front of these ordinary disciples, he was almost a god-like existence, but he didn't expect to be seriously injured by such a few hillbillies.

"Go" Sun Da Niu pulled Cheng Daonan and injured the donkey cart, and hurriedly prepared to leave here, the owner of the Zhao Martial Arts Hall and several sect leaders were not there, so he let himself and others pick up the cheap, if they rushed back, they would definitely die here.

And in a small attic not far away, a dignified middle-aged man stood at the window, still playing with two iron galls in his hands, and looked at Cheng Daonan and his party playfully.

Zhao Wutao's face was hideous, blood kept dripping down, he was slapped in the face like this at the door of his own house, his heart was full of humiliation and unwillingness, seeing that Cheng Daonan and a few people were about to leave here, his eyes were almost spewing fire.

At this moment, he looked up and saw the middle-aged man in the small attic, and a trace of hope flashed in his eyes. "Wind City Lord, these thieves are making trouble in the city, I implore the City Lord to help subdue them" Zhao Wutao shouted loudly towards the middle-aged man.

That middle-aged man was the city lord of Qingyuan City, and the wind was endless. He is strong, no worse than the owner of the Zhao Martial Arts Pavilion, and he is also a strong man in the realm of self-cultivation.

Feng Wuji's eyes were indifferent, even Zhao Changkong, the owner of the Zhao Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion, couldn't move him, let alone his unsuccessful son. Zhao Wutao was indifferent when he saw Feng Wuji, and clenched his hand tightly, "If the Wind City Lord helps, I am willing to lend my Zhao family's "Hundred Martial Arts True Scripture" to the City Lord" Zhao Wutao is desperate, as long as he can avenge this revenge, he is willing to pay the big price.

Feng Wuji's eyes lit up, he coveted the Zhao family's "Hundred Martial Arts True Scripture" for more than a day or two, he had been guarded by Zhao Tianheng before, but he didn't expect it to take no effort.

"Okay, deal" Feng Wujie jumped up, his body turned into an afterimage, and the air was torn apart with a violent momentum. He is a strong person in the realm of cultivation, and he has already sprouted a sense of anger and nurtured himself, and this power is not much stronger than that of the divine power realm.

"Not good" Cheng Daonan at the moment when Feng Wujie made a move, he had a great sense of crisis in his heart, although he had fought with Cheng Gui, a strong man in the realm of self-cultivation, but it was just a point, how could Cheng Gui hurt him. But this middle-aged man is different, obviously trying to suppress him on the spot.

Cheng Daonan's eyes froze, and a rough spear appeared in his hand.

Since there is no way to retreat, you can only sacrifice your life to fight!!

In his previous life, Cheng Daonan didn't know how many life and death crises he had experienced, and even when he encountered mercenaries armed with various advanced guns, he didn't have any timid thoughts. Withdrawal and timidity serve no purpose other than increasing the odds of failure.

Feng Wujie didn't expect that when this seven or eight-year-old yellow-haired kid saw him killing, his first reaction was not to be afraid, but to choose to fight head-on. There was not the slightest fear in those eyes, like a calm lake.

"Hmph" Feng Wujie smashed out with a punch, as if there was a thunderstorm on the ground, and a huge whistling sound exploded in Cheng Daonan's ears. Cheng Daonan's eyes were fixed on Feng Wuji's fist, there is no flawless boxing technique in this world, as long as it is used by people, it will definitely have defects, what Cheng Daonan has to do is to find out the flaws of Feng Wuji.

"Ha" The spear in Cheng Daonan's hand was like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole, and suddenly burst out of his hand. The head of the spear turned into a little cold light and stabbed at the windless Taiyuan acupoint.

Taiyuan acupoint belongs to the hand Taiyin lung meridian, the original acupoint of the lungs, the meeting of the hundred veins, after hitting, the yin stops the hundred veins, and the internal injury qi machine. Feng Wuji has already exercised his breath from the outside in, and of course his muscles and bones are extremely strong, and he only struck a blow to Cheng Dao Nan, and he didn't take it to heart.

Cheng Daonan stepped on his feet, adding a little impetus to the body of the gun, and stabbed it on the windless Taiyuan Cave. Feng Wuyi only felt that his qi was scattered, and his strong fist suddenly became weak and weak. Of course, Cheng Daonan was not comfortable, his blow was like a stab on an iron stone, and a huge anti-shock force came out, making his tiger's mouth crack, and half of his body was numb.

Is this the strength of the self-cultivation realm? It is as strong as a fight.

Feng Wujie flipped it with one hand, held the head of Cheng Daonan's spear in his hand, used it as a stick, and smashed it on Cheng Daonan's chest. Cheng Daonan's chest clicked, and several ribs broke on the spot. After all, there is such a big difference in strength, and Cheng Daonan has almost no strength to fight back.

"Hurry up" Sun Daniu's palm suddenly spilled a handful of powder and threw it towards the wind. Feng Wuji couldn't tell what this was, so he dodged it. And Sun Da Niu took the opportunity to hold the feet of the wind and let Cheng Daonan go first.

Cheng Daonan frowned, knowing that now was not the time to be rash, his feet were like a spirit snake swimming, enduring the pain, and rushed towards a small alley. Qingyuan City is so big, and there are so many alleys, as long as you can hide in it, it will be difficult to be discovered.

"Looking for death" Feng Wujie kicked Sun Da Niu away, and twisted a little powder with his fingers, which turned out to be just ordinary lime powder. Sun Daniu has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and some of the indiscriminate methods make him particularly proficient, and sprinkling lime powder is nothing.

"Come on, let me hunt down and kill you kid" As a strong man in the cultivation realm, he actually let a kid in the flesh cultivation realm escape under his nose, how could he not be annoyed. As soon as he gave the order, dozens of armored guards searched around.

Cheng Daonan's ribs were broken a few times, but he didn't make the slightest sound, as if he was not injured. He kept moving through the alleys, because his steps were very light. Nor did it alarm some of the surrounding residents.

Cheng Daonan is like a civet cat, and it seems that it should be a rich family, with red bricks and blue tiles, pavilions and pavilions, and some family guards are constantly patrolling.

Cheng Daonan took advantage of the gap between shifts and found a room at random and secretly hid in.

"Click" Cheng Daonan gritted his teeth, pressed his fingers on his chest, and straightened the broken ribs. There was another burst of cold sweat on his forehead, but he was still held back by Cheng Daonan.

Cheng Daonan lay on his back at the bottom of the bed, exhaling softly. I didn't expect such a thing to happen just by entering a city, which shows the cruelty of this world.

Enlightenment Nanyun uses the turtle breath method, breathing continuously, allowing most of the energy in the body to repair the injured parts, so that the body can recover faster.

"Quick, put the osmanthus cake on the table, Miss will eat it when she comes back from reading" A crisp voice sounded outside the room, and Cheng Daonan hurriedly put away his breath without making the slightest sound.

"Yes," a few respectful voices replied, and then the door was heard open, and through the gap in the wooden bed, he could see several servants placing some fruit and pastries on the table. Cheng Daonan had a chance to notice that he had inadvertently broken into a woman's boudoir.

The door closed again, and the room was plunged into darkness again. Cheng Daonan slowly got up from under the bed, grabbed an osmanthus cake, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Only by eating more can you recover faster. And just now, in order to recover his body, he has lost a lot of qi and blood, so Cheng Daonan has eaten all these pastries and fruits like a wind.

Cheng Daonan's chest and abdomen squirmed slightly, and these foods turned into a stream of heat, and began to nourish the injured bones. "Alas" Cheng Daonan was slightly regretful, if these pastries were replaced with flesh and blood, it would be more useful for his own recovery, but now it is better than nothing.