"Before I get angry, get out of here!"

Looking at the young man who was walking slowly, Wu Chenghong repelled the soldiers who surrounded him, and said coldly.

"Get out?"

Hearing this, Su XVII. He laughed loudly, and then shouted angrily, "Where are you going?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Deng Shi went towards the latter.

When he came here, he made a decision.

"Really, if I don't kill people today?"

Wu Chenghong's eyes grew cold, and he let go of the Hongling in his hand.

No matter what, after all, he is the young master of Wuling City, and his every move is related to the face of the entire city lord's mansion, and now that Su Seventeen is provocative, if he can't defeat him, then how can he be in charge of a city in the future?

Hearing only the sound of "hiss", Wu Chenghong raised his hand and waved.

Shout!

On the ground, a wisp of cold light went towards Su XVII like an arrow.

Su Seventeen looked wary and quickly avoided it.

Just listen, bang!

A golden clash sounded, and sparks flew everywhere.

Su Qiqi glanced back, and there was a red cloth inlaid on the blue brick behind him?

Is this actually cloth?

It was nailed into the wall like a blade - if it weren't for the strip of cloth pulled down at the end, it would have looked like an arrow.

He frowned, his emotions were affected in some way, and he was inexplicably agitated.

This trick,

Will you?

Su Seventeen stomped his foot suddenly, only to hear a "bang", the bluestone shattered, he grabbed the rocks that were shaken, flipped sideways, and his arm was wrapped in the inertial force carried by the tumbling, and threw the stone fiercely towards the opponent's "Tianmen Acupoint (Yintang Acupoint)".

At the same time, with his left foot on the ground and his right foot on his feet, the whole person exploded away like a cannonball by the force of the ground shock.

Make a fist with your right hand and smash it into the latter's head.

Wu Chenghong clasped the shot stone with two fingers, and with a slight clamp, the stone suddenly turned into powder.

He exerted force under his feet, stepped on the horse, jumped off the back of the red-scaled beast, and stood still, before he could make a move, the young man's fist in front of him was approaching, so he had to hold his breath and avoid it for the time being.

Punches, side kicks, knees!

A set of moves is played like a stream.

In a few breaths, the two have exchanged hundreds of moves, and the speed and strength are so strong that everyone who sees them is amazed.

Those who were closer stood farther away, for fear of being affected by the two.

With a momentum, Su XVII forced the latter to retreat again and again.

Bang!

Finally seized the opportunity, and under his continuous moves, Wu Chenghong received a punch in his left shoulder.

However, it doesn't hurt or itch.

The latter's face did not change, as if it was not affected, but Su Qiqi was shaken back several meters by a countershock, his right fist joint was in severe pain, his five fingers were paralyzed, and he almost lost consciousness.

There is not only a gap in the realm, but even the gap in the physical body is so big.

"The strength is not bad."

Wu Chenghong smiled faintly, the aura in his body climbed, and when his robe agitated, his entire aura changed suddenly, almost causing the air to freeze.

Really?

Su Seventeen's eyes froze, he took a step back slightly, closed his eyes and opened them again, and shouted at the same time:

"Shenyun, open!"

In an instant—

The eyebrows are expressive, and the eyes are bright.

The wind blows, as if it is a momentary sublimation, and at this moment, Su Qiqi has an invisibly super-unworldly temperament.

After fusing his memory, Su XVII knew more about his own strength, which is why when fighting, he made whatever he wanted, and his moves flowed smoothly.

Or should it be called a predecessor?

In short, since his cultivation, the talent that "Su XVII" has shown when he was a child is unmatched by no one in the entire Wuling City. In recent years, he has stagnated in the foundation building realm, which is just an impact on the realm of Yunshen.

Cultivating together, the world knows the difference between realms, but few people know that above the refining, there is also the realm of Yunshen.

Quench and forge the body, build the foundation and nourish the spirit, and cultivate the spirit.

The records of the Yunshen Realm, I am afraid that even the ancient books of the major families that have stood in Wuling City for thousands of years have not been mentioned, and the huge empire, in the long history, has never heard of anyone who has cultivated the Yunshen Realm, which shows the mystery of this realm.

Now that he has entered the Yunshen Realm, if he talks about strength, Su Qiqi feels that he has improved qualitatively, but it is a pity that the dantian festers and the spiritual energy does not gather, and he cannot operate the spiritual power, otherwise even if Wu Chenghong is in the spiritual realm, he will not be able to fight?

Then again.

Su Qiqi only felt that his perception was keen and full of energy at this moment, as if he was a seriously ill person who had swept away his depression and condensed his mind, and his mind was also unprecedentedly empty.

The eyebrows are beating faintly, and the energy in the body is constantly filling, from top to bottom, wading through Zhoutian, like a trickle of meridians, moistening the bone points, and finally converging in the dantian.

Sweet dew for a long time?

That's probably how it feels.

At this moment, the whole body was warm, and although the right hand was numb, the pain was relieved a lot.

Sensing the changes in his body, Su Qiqi picked up confidence in his heart, his eyes were bright, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Come on, I could have defeated you back then, but I can't now!"

Hearing this, Wu Chenghong's face became gloomy, when he was practicing in Wuling Academy, he was also in the refining realm, but he was always pressed by Su Seventeen, and because of this, he was always whispered by idlers in private.

The crowd is leisurely, and there is a lot of gossip, and it can always reach his ears.

It is expected that the young master of a dignified city, the tiger father and the dog son, is not even as good as a poor Confucian......

How could he, who was arrogant, endure such gossip?

He had had this depression since he was a child, and he only felt ashamed and angry at the moment, even if he was now far superior to the latter.

Wu Chenghong looked at Su Qiqi coldly, and said, "If you want to die, I will fulfill you." At the same time, he no longer hid his clumsiness, his right hand was weak, and a spear was condensed.

But at this time, the gray clouds covered the sun, the sky appeared with dogs, and the north wind came and went a little more solemnly.

But at that moment, everyone is concerned about nothing more than the death of the two, and there is no fear of this heresy, but that it is going to rain.

……

Yanqi Mountain, gray clouds float in the sky, and darkness reaches the ground.

A white-haired old man looked at the mountains and rivers swallowed by the darkness, and said to a person beside him: "I'm afraid that Wu Yingjun has fallen into the darkness and become a demon, and the disaster of Wuling City is inevitable, I just hope that 'it' has not yet recovered." ”

"'It'?"

The middle-aged man said: "I have explored, in the darkness, you can hear the cry of babies within a radius of a hundred miles, and within ten miles, there must be corpses all over the field; Concentrate and discern that there are nine vertical pupils, but I am afraid that the evil animal 'leech' has already woken up, and the nearby villages have also been eaten away......"

"Ugh."

The old man shook his head and said, "The leech is difficult to beat, and it can still be avoided for the time being, but if 'it' wakes up, I am afraid that the empire will become purgatory." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was shocked and thought: "The academician's cultivation is so profound, but he can only avoid it when he encounters leeches?" In vain, he still wants to surrender this demon. Shaking his head, he couldn't help but worry in his heart, and asked, "I don't know what 'it' is?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just know that this fierce demon is monstrous." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the dark color of the distant mountains surging like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, it had spread to the foot of Yanqi Mountain.

The old man said in a deep voice: "You go back to the city immediately, open the mountain protection array, and pass the order to be fashionable, be sure to take down Wu Chenghong, you need to pay attention, this is a devil, I am afraid there is a way to escape." ”

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man replied repeatedly, and then pinched his sword, and the light under his feet appeared.

The flying boat carried people, and it was thousands of miles away in an instant.

……

The cold light flashed, and the shadow of the gun was heavy.

Wu Chenghong was holding a spear, his red hair was flying, and his shadow was everywhere, accompanied by ten thousand guns.

The spear hooked the ground with fire, and the flames were clear.

The mysterious flame was black in color, erupting from the end of the spear, and even if it was ten feet away, people nearby could still feel a burning sensation and inexplicable palpitations.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

Su Changqing squinted, feeling the difference in his heart.

He restrained his breath and hid himself above the courtyard wall, and although there were people around him, he did not see them, as if he could not see them.

Shout!

At this moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and he couldn't see what it was, and it disappeared in an instant.

Su Changqing sighed slightly, and then he smelled a strong fox smell, mixed with the smell of blood, he suddenly looked behind him, only to see that thousands of miles away, that piece had been swallowed by darkness!

He hurriedly closed his eyes and concentrated, his consciousness swept away, and finally his eyes fell on the girl in the sky.

Su Zhiwan?

Su Changqing's face was shocked, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He pinched his fingers to deduce, but in the next second, his face changed drastically, and his life was revealed at this moment!

Those who cultivate the Tao seize the creation and see the heavens. However, the proposition is the number of the proposition. Anyone who knows the art of deduction can take the sky as the palace and the earth as the plate, and find their own destiny in the five elements of gossip. Throughout the ages, there have been countless powerful people who know astronomy and geography, know the past and the present, and predict the future.

"What's going on?"

Su Changqing breathed heavily, and when he looked at the girl's gaze again, he was already full of horror.

Rumble!

Smoke billowed and sand flew.

Under the shadow of the gun, Su Seventeen seemed to be unable to parry, and after only a moment of fighting, he was knocked away by the latter's "Nine Pure Fist".

He can dodge the spear, but he can't dodge the latter's spear and fist.

Jiujing Fist is one of the exercises of Wuling Academy, when Su Seventeen comprehended the extraordinary on this boxing method, and therefore defeated Wu Chenghong, in Wuling City, became a well-deserved Tianjiao.

Now that Wu Chenghong is using this punch, he only has the meaning of humiliation.

The wall collapsed, Su XVII's body was buried in it, Wu Chenghong stepped on a pile of rubble, the spear in his hand condensed again, accompanied by a burst of humming sounds, the black light was great, and the ground was consistent.

I only heard a sharp and high-pitched hiss, the black light condensed into the shadow of the dragon, and with a roar, the sound echoed in the sky, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, deafening, and thrilling.

The air waves were rolling and the guns were roaring incessantly.

When the dust cleared, the red-haired young man was still standing with a gun, but under his feet was already a ruin, and as far as the eye could see, there was a devastation in three feet.

Under the subsidence of the ground, where is Su Seventeen's figure?

There was silence for a while.

"It's over..."

Looking at the dust in the sky, Wu Chenghong sneered, threw the spear in his hand, and when the black light flickered, a dragon phantom came out, only to hear the sound of "bang", the phantom bloomed like fireworks, and the huge black mushroom cloud seemed to burn everything into nothingness.

"No!"

In the crowd, Jiang Suji's heart suddenly froze, and her feet suddenly seemed to be filled with lead, unable to move an inch.

She looked at the scorched earth, and a strong sense of grief instantly grew in her heart, and this grief was so painful that she was about to suffocate.

Her eyes were red, her eyes were glazed, but before she knew it, she burst into tears.

If her soul was stripped away, it was as if she was breathing heavily, with what little consciousness she had left......

She couldn't believe it, she grabbed the young man in her hand and pinched the latter's flesh and blood without realizing it.

Blood spilled down, and her appearance as if she had lost her heart and gone crazy made others stunned, and they ran away as if they were fleeing.

"Hiss......"

Far away, someone gasped, looked at the dying young man who was caught in the girl's hand, and said in surprise:

"Isn't this the little son of the Wanyan family, Wanyan Lie? How did it get beaten like this? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were on them, but all the locals in Wuling City hurriedly dispersed a few feet away.

These people were afraid of being affected by the fight between Su Seventeen and the two before, but now they are afraid that the girl in front of them will lose control and take their lives!

"It's over, it's over, Su Seventeen is only afraid that he is dead, and he can't even see the corpse, right? It's a big deal now. ”

Someone lowered his voice and said:

"I have always heard that the eldest lady of the Jiang family and Su Qiqi are close, and the relationship between the two is probably not simple...... I'm afraid there's still a fierce battle later. ”

The person who spoke couldn't help but look at Wu Chenghong, who was standing in the distance, on a piece of scorched earth, and his heart trembled.

"Shhhh Silence. ”

Someone reminded.

Hearing this, the man immediately shut up, turned around and mixed into the crowd.

……

"No, no......"

On the sedan chair, Su Zhiwan shook her head, muttering to herself like a demon, she looked at the place where the ground was sinking, her eyes were empty and demented, and she didn't know when those eyes turned into vertical pupils, and that face also became bright purple and demonic red at the moment, surrounded by wisps of black gas that came from nowhere, it was extremely weird.

Seeing this, Su Changqing, who was observing from afar, suddenly palpitated, and noticed that his life star was in fierce turmoil, and the black qi of the "Tianmen Palace" was becoming more and more intense, and it was difficult for him to maintain the general posture of the "Sword Immortal" in the past, and said in a trembling voice: "Variables, variables, are they on her?" ”

There was also fear, but the thread of disbelief was even stronger, and his face was constantly changing at this moment.

It's hard to accept that he is a master of the Heavenly Realm, and the variables of his life are just because of a girl who has no cultivation?

"No,"

Su Changqing kept denying it in his heart, turned to look at the girl, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and thought: "Cultivators are all going against the sky, how can the number of lives be determined by heaven?!" ”

……