Once a person bears the well-known shame of the Venerable Master, people's perception and evaluation of him will be greatly affected by that shame until he washes it away. This is a human mindset that is extremely difficult to change. Therefore, even though the Wing God Dragon has broken the shackles, entered the Bronze Realm, and has done a lot of surprising things in half a year, but for the people of the outer city, the image of the Wing God Dragon has always been fixed on the protagonist of the waste body incident, and no other news about the Wing God Dragon can hide the deep impression of this image.

Yi Danqiong, Yi Shanglin, Yi Xiaoyu and others almost had their teeth crushed, and they couldn't wait to tear these arrogant guys in front of them and swallow them in one bite, because they not only insulted the Wing Shenlong, but also insulted the Wing Family. But although there was a raging flame of anger in their eyes, there was nothing they could do.

Outside the court, Wei Xian, who had already seen the identity of the Wing Shenlong, and the other three Wei family powerhouses all sneered, Wei Xian himself didn't expect that the Yi family would actually agree to such a gambling fight, so that the back hand he prepared was completely useless, it seems that the Yi family is really a pile of waste.

In the face of the sarcasm of Wei Chuan and other Wei family youths, the Wing Shenlong seemed to be unaware, he pulled down his armor, twisted his neck, and said lightly: "A group of waste scum, rammers, did you Lao Tzu only teach you these skills? Let's go together, Lao Tzu is in a hurry, and I have to continue to hurry after sweeping your garbage." ”

The Wing Shenlong's contemptuous attitude that was completely inappropriate for the Wei family teenager was so angry that Wei Chuan and the others trembled, why should he be arrogant? What qualifications does he have to be arrogant? Now that he has the advantage, it should be their Wei family teenagers who are qualified to be arrogant. Wei Chuan couldn't wait to step on the nasty face of the Flat-Winged Divine Dragon.

"Wei Dong, rip off his armor, break his legs, knock out his teeth, I want to see, his mouth will still not be so hard at that time!" Wei Chuan said with a cold face.

With Wei Chuan's order, one of the six teenagers of the Wei family, a tall and burly teenager, stepped out of the crowd and stood in front of the young man of the Wei family. This young man named Wei Dong was about seventeen or eighteen years old, at least one meter eight, covered in bronze armor, tall and mighty. Three of the six young men of the Wei family were qualified to wear armor, and this Wei Dong was one of them.

"Yo, there's only one, how can this be enough to stuff your teeth?" said the Winged Dragon, rather distressed.

Wei Dong rubbed the fist under the metal guard and sneered: "You say that if you pick six, you will pick six? Don't pee and look in the mirror, are you qualified? Let's put the two of us one-on-one today! Lao Tzu can still do you lie down!"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Dongshu rushed out like a cheetah, his movements were extremely agile, and he reached the front of the Winged Shenlong with a few ups and downs, and blasted out with a punch.

This Wei Dong practiced a Wei family's king-level low-level combat method, called "Broken Stone Breaking", a punch was punched, and the battle qi was rolling, forming angry waves rushing back and forth on both arms, and even a stone the size of a human head could burst alive.

The young men of the Wei family are very aware of Wei Dong's mastery, and they all have smiles on their faces, just waiting for Wei Dong to smash his fist on the head of the Winged Divine Dragon, protected by a helmet and face armor, this punch can't kill the Winged Divine Dragon, but serious injuries are definitely inevitable.

However, they couldn't see that under the visor, the corners of the Winged Dragon's mouth curled into a sneer. Facing the punch from Wei Dong, the Winged Divine Dragon did not dodge or dodge, it was completely hard against hard, and blasted out towards the incoming punch.

Dodge? Why dodge? Compared to the battle qi, the Winged Divine Dragon Bronze Sixfold Heaven realm is stable and overwhelms Wei Dong's head; Compared with the exercises, although the Hongmeng Heavenly Book has not devoured the original power, its power is comparable to the low-level exercises of the king rank, and there is absolutely no one who can match it in Yicheng; compared to the battle method, which of the Great Collapse Fist and the Void Spirit Phantom Step cultivated by the Winged Divine Dragon is not very powerful? Even if you don't cultivate to the point of Dacheng, your power far surpasses the low-level combat methods of the king rank, and the strength of the physical body, the Winged Divine Dragon is a teenager who can sweep the same realm, the same level of exercises, and can you pay more attention to the refining of ** than Hongmeng Tianshu?

Hard power has overwhelmed everything, and what the Wing God Dragon has to do is to forcibly crush it.

With this punch, the young man of the Wei family immediately changed his face, and the waste in their eyes was like a rising sun, and his whole body seemed to emit a scorching light, dispelling all the haze of uncutting, ridicule and contempt.

That punch seemed to be slow but fast as electricity, clever and clumsy, fierce and waveless, a punch came out, the air was agitated, and the sharp roar broke through the air, and the momentum was several times stronger than Wei Dong.

One move exposed the strength of the Winged Divine Dragon, and Wei Dong was shocked, but it was too late to change his move.

"Bump!", Wei Xian only felt a huge surge in his right arm, the metal gauntlet rattled, and when his chest seemed to have been hammered with a heavy hammer, the whole person staggered back seven steps in a row.

The Winged Divine Dragon was unforgiving, rubbing its body and entering, and pursued in a series of ways, without giving Wei Dong a chance to breathe or change his moves. Wei Dong yelled and swung his fist again, trying to turn the situation around.

"Bumper bumper bumper!"

It only took a dozen breaths, and the two of them punched each other four times at once.

This is completely a clash of hard power, without any skills, whoever has a deep fighting spirit, whoever has a strong tactic will win, Wei Dong lost in such a competition, and the hard power of the Wing Shenlong undoubtedly threw him eight streets.

Each punch of the Winged Divine Dragon was surging and vigorous, surging in battle, fierce and unparalleled, with the powerful power of cracking the monument and breaking stones, each pair of punches, Wei Dong took seven steps back, blood overflowed in his mouth, and the original arrogant mentality also sank into the cold ice cellar step by step. Wei Dong knew that he underestimated the Winged Divine Dragon, and he didn't want to hide, but the Winged Divine Dragon didn't give him a chance to fight at all, and every punch he threw firmly stuck his back, and at that time the machine was extremely accurate, so he had to swing his fist to resist, so a vicious circle, a dozen breaths of kung fu made him fall into the whirlpool of failure.

"Boom!"

With the last punch, the metal gauntlet of Wei Dong's entire right hand exploded, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood from his back to the sky, and the strong force impacted his body, causing him to roll in the air, crashing into the trunk of a large tree two feet away, and falling down heavily.

The Winged Dragon blew the dust off his shoulders and said casually, "Vulnerable." ”

Just a dozen breaths, a bronze five-heaven warrior with full body armor, completely defeated!

Not only Wei Chuan and a few other Wei family teenagers, but even Yi Danqiong, Yi Shanglin, and Yi Danfeng, Chen Qing and others, who once followed the Wing Shenlong, were dumbfounded. Even Wei Xian, Yi Xuanhua and other onlookers of the older generation of masters had shocked looks on their faces.

Of course, the young people of the Wei family would not really think that the Winged Divine Dragon was a waste, they thought that even if Wei Dong couldn't win, he would definitely not lose, because his king-level low-level combat method "Broken Stone Breaking" had been cultivated to the point of Dacheng, and the bronze five or six heavenly warriors who were waiting for him were not his opponents, and which onion was the Winged Divine Dragon? The little white rabbit turned over and turned into a tiger with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and many people almost didn't come back to their senses.

The young people of the Yi family were also stunned and speechless, when they were fighting just now, they suffered greatly from Wei Dong's strength, and Yi Shanglin was defeated in his hands. But now they were knocked to the ground by the Wing God Dragon like a dead dog in a few breaths, Yi Shanglin and Yi Danqiong almost wanted to ask Wei Dong, buddy, are you sure you are the same person? They knew that the Wing God Dragon was very powerful, and they also regarded the Wing God Dragon as a savior, but they never thought that the Wing God Dragon would be so powerful that they swept Wei Dong in a few breaths.

"It's a bit of a doorway. Wei Xian said coldly. He smelled danger from this teenager, not the danger brought by strength, but the danger brought by potential, it seems that this year's epee festival has one more task, that is, to strangle this little sapling!

In the past, the Wing Shenlong thorned his head, which added to the blockage of Yi Xuanhua, and now Yi Xuanhua can't wait for the more prickly the Wing Shenlong to be more arrogant, the better, and it is time for other families to taste the power of this kid. "Hehe, pass the prize. Yi Xuanhua and Gao Hu both looked faint, obviously expecting this result, otherwise why did they promise the Wing God Dragon? Go up and send them to death? I just didn't expect the Wing God Dragon to be so strong.

The young man of the wing family who came back to his senses was simply crazy with joy, and yelled in a mess.

"The bastard of the Wei family, see it, a bunch of waste! As soon as the Wing God Dragon comes out, you will wait for death!" Yi Shanglin has unconsciously changed from the position of the enemy of the Wing God Dragon to a loyal supporter, and he shouted excitedly.

"Brother Shenlong, you're so handsome! The bastards of the Wei family, go back and practice for another ten years before talking about heads-up. Yi Xiaoyu, the petite girl of the Yi family, also shouted loudly. Just now, the teenagers of the Wei family were hanging from the tree, she almost cried, and now the grievances in her heart seem to be vented.

"Beautiful!" Yi Danqiong was also overjoyed. With the record of these dozen or so breathing defeated the Bronze Five Heavenly Warriors, Yi Danqiong didn't dare to say that he could defeat the Wing Divine Dragon.

For a while, the young man of the wing family was full of momentum and smiled.

The faces of the young people of the Wei family darkened, and Wei Rong roared with a cold face: "What is the noise, a waste of the Bronze Five Heavens, you really regard him as a savior, are you Yi family people so idiotic?"

Yi Shanglin and the others were not afraid of him, with a sarcastic smile on their faces, and scolded even more happily.

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