The pavilion of Kowloon Gate is located in a relatively prosperous street. However, because the Nine Dragons Gate has always had little contact with the outside world, there are very few outsiders who enter and leave the Nine Dragons Gate Pavilion except for the disciples of the Sect. Diagonally across from it is a tavern, not too high-grade, but not a lot of customers.

At this time, on the second floor of the tavern, there was a young man with a strong black body sitting alone in a corner against the wall drinking.

"Damn, you're really good at finding a place, it's hard for me to find it!" a group of seven or eight people walked up the stairs. A young man in his twenties who walked in front of him scolded viciously at the black and strong young man.

This group of people all have a common characteristic, that is, they are much thicker than ordinary people, and they all wear the same yellow power suit, and embroider a very striking tiger head on their chest, the tiger's mouth is open, and the teeth in the tiger's mouth are exaggerated to be huge and hideous.

"Huh, Huya Gang disciple?"

"No, I know these people. Very fierce and aggressive, this young man doesn't know how to provoke these people? It seems that he can't please today! If he doesn't die, he will have to be crippled......

"Okay, don't talk about it! we can't stay in the place of right and wrong for a long time, let's go to another place for a bar......"

Seeing the group of Huya Gang appearing violently, the guests did not dare to linger one by one, and quickly slipped down the staircase. However, the black young man didn't even raise his head, but picked up the wine jar in front of him, put it to his lips and drank it.

"Damn! A country leopard, what is there to be arrogant? But now that you've been expelled from the gang, don't blame us for being ruthless!

Seven or eight people at the same time took out their weapons and rushed towards the black strong boy, the tables and chairs along the way were shattered, and the cups and plates fell to the ground in a mess.

"Cangyu, you bastard! Lao Tzu also wanted to find you to vent his anger, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door!"

Syllable!

The black young man slammed the wine jar in his hand towards the crowd, his figure stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand and picked up a pair of fine iron standing in the corner of the wall to make a huge war hammer, raised his foot and kicked over the table and chair in front of him, and rushed towards the crowd with a big stride......

Ping Pong ......

A scuffle.

In a matter of moments, five of the seven or eight people were smashed to the ground by the war hammer in the hands of the black and strong young man, vomiting blood. The meaty young man who took the lead was also pale, his hands holding the iron rod were trembling constantly, and blood was flowing from the tiger's mouth. Obviously, he suffered a big loss in the confrontation just now.

Cang Yu never thought that the strength of this young man who had just broken through to the fifth level true martial artist was so huge! Originally, he thought that he didn't need to display all the strength of a high-level true martial artist at all, and it was enough to subdue the other party, but he didn't expect that the superimposed dark energy that he had used to injure many sixth-level true martial artists was directly collided back by the opponent's power, and he was directly injured himself. His eyes couldn't help but be full of confusion and shock, and he looked at the black young man.

The black boy stood in place like an iron tower, his head almost on the roof of the shed, a head and a half taller than these people, the muscles of his arms bulged like a hill, holding the giant hammer that was much bigger than a human head, and scolded at the young man with a face full of flesh: "Cangyu, haven't you become a high-level true martial artist a long time ago? I really didn't expect it to be a pus-filled bag! With such an idea, it is estimated that even the girls can't hold it down, and they dare to even trouble your black bull grandfather?"

"Brute Niu, you're looking for death!" Cang Yu scolded angrily, a trace of obvious killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Cut! I'm afraid you can't do it by yourself, right?"

"Then you can give it a try! I can't do it here, do you dare to fight me in the streets?"

"Hey...... Afraid of your balls?

A moment later, a group of people came to the street one after another, and those who had been wounded also got up, each holding a weapon and surrounding the black and strong young man.

Seeing that there was a bustle to see, pedestrians on the street quickly gathered. At a tea stall on the side of the road, there was a young man in a light blue robe, drinking tea there with a flat face, and he didn't seem to be interested in what was happening on the street.

"Brute Niu, today is your death date, you just accept your fate!"

"If you want to fight, don't be crooked! Come on, the black master's warhammer is a little!"

"You ......" Cang Yu's face changed, his whole body's true qi was running, and he quickly poured into the iron rod in his hand, and a white aura burst out from the top of the stick, which was long enough to carry a fierce momentum.

"Die!"

Cang Yu was really angry this time and exerted all his strength.

Although the black boy has good strength, he needs to engage with his opponent in close combat to exert his power. In this situation, he immediately became very passive, the giant hammer swung again and again, constantly resisting the opponent's blast, and fell into a scramble of defense, unable to launch an offensive at all.

"Damn, you bastard, you kind of have a hard time with Lao Tzu!"

"Don't dream!

"Humph!"

The black strong boy obviously also realized that this kind of battle was too disadvantageous for him, although his strength was strong enough, but if he couldn't fight the other party, it would always be in vain.

Bang!

He picked up the giant hammer in his left hand, blocked the opponent's blow, and quickly jumped backwards with his body, and jumped directly in front of a Huya Gang disciple who was surrounding him, smashed the opponent's weapon with a hammer, stretched out his big hand like a fan, and grabbed the opponent in front of him like a chicken.

Then he rushed in the direction of the meaty Cangyu!

"Ah, Senior Brother Cangyu, save ...... Help me......" The Huya Gang disciple let out a terrifying cry for help.

"Damn, you're a brute, you're going to do this?"

"Hey, hey, let's fight!"

The black strong boy found a talisman, and without any scruples, he rushed up all the way with a huge war hammer in one hand.

Cang Yu just had an absolute advantage, thinking that as long as he fought for a while and a half, he would be able to catch a flaw in the opponent and even kill the opponent. But I didn't expect that the black and strong young man looked stupid, but his scheming was not bad, and he actually took a Huya Gang disciple hostage. In front of so many people, he didn't dare to ignore the reputation of the gang, let alone the lives of the disciples of the gang.

In this way, he was quickly bullied by the opponent and had to fight with the opponent in close combat. The newly established advantage is lost in an instant. Restrained between offense and defense, he fell into the downwind, and received a few hammers from the opponent one after another, and his chest was overturned for a while, and finally he couldn't help it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath suddenly withered a lot, and his feet retreated again and again.

The black strong young man was unforgiving, grabbed the Huya Gang disciple in his hand, and threw it towards Cang Yu like a sandbag, and at the same time, he also showed the fastest speed, his body rushed forward, picked up the giant hammer with one hand, and smashed it towards Cang Yu with his head cover......

"Second brother......" Cang Yu let out an exclamation.

Almost at the same time, a brilliant black sword suddenly burst out from the crowd, like a water arrow, and hit the black young man's vest with a fierce bang, blasting the unprepared young man into the ground with his feet flying up, and falling two feet away.

"Spirit warrior?"

"There are even spirit warriors who have made a move?"

"This is even more lively! This big black man is really fierce enough, he actually has the upper hand in fighting so many people with the strength of an intermediate true martial artist, and he has also blasted a high-level true martial artist to vomit blood, but against the upper spiritual martial artist, then there is only a fiasco! After all, the difference between a true martial artist and a spiritual martial artist is a big realm, and the gap is really too big!"

The crowd of onlookers whispered.

At the gate of the Jiulong Gate Pavilion, a middle-aged man stood in place and looked at the battle between the two parties on the street not far away, his eyes looked at the young man in a light blue robe in the crowd, his face was indifferent, he shook his head, and sighed in his mouth: "Originally, this big black man still had some chances, but against the spirit martial artist, and it was Qin Ke, no matter how strong he was, he would be in a catastrophe today...... It's a pity that a good seedling......"

The black young man lay on the ground for a long time and didn't get up, and his back was blasted out by the water arrow just now with a huge wound with a diameter of about a foot, and the bones were deep and the blood was surging, staining the green bricks under him.

The power of this blow was too heavy, directly breaking several ribs of the black strong boy, and the spine was also blown out of place, making him almost paralyzed on the ground, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth one after another, but fortunately, his body was indeed strong enough, so he did not die on the spot. Forcefully raised his round head, lay on the ground and scolded loudly: "Which bastard bastard suddenly lost his secret hand behind my black bull's back?"

"Hmph! It's just a brute bull with a bit of strength! You still have to ask me to take action personally, third brother! It seems that your progress in cultivation has slowed down a lot in the past few years!"

A blue-shirted young man walked out of the crowd as he spoke, his body covered with a faint layer of black spiritual mist, and a strong aura was faintly released. With a finger of the sword in his hand, a half-zhang long black sword light kept swallowing back and forth on the tip of the sword.

"Spirit Warrior!" The black young man was shocked, his face showed hesitation, and he shouted angrily: "Damn! Who are you? Lao Tzu doesn't know you, why do you want to do it to me?"

"It's simple, it's just that I don't like you and want to kill you!"

"Kill me? Why? Are you ...... The helper that Cang Yu found, Lingwu, you really look up to my big black bull......"

"Big man, I don't know who you are. But you can inquire, do I still need a reason for Qin Ke to kill people?"

"Qin Ke, the god of death, Qin Ke, the god of death among the twelve masters of Jincheng?" The big black bull couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, knowing in his heart that he was afraid that he would definitely die today......