PS: It's not easy to fight three enemies with one, and it's also a big enemy with three enemies who are higher than their own realm, and they're brave enough!!

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It wasn't until Wu Potian's figure appeared and stood on the square that all the Cheetah team members and the people of Wujiazhuang saw clearly that it was really the young master Wu Potian who had returned.

Especially when he saw that he only had kung fu in the blink of an eye, he killed more than 20 warrior-level masters of the other party, and the peak masters of the three major martial arts levels, everyone gasped, which ...... This...... Is this still our boss, the young master of the martial arts family?

He's only sixteen years old, isn't that too awesome?!

In the past, they only knew that the young master was very strong, much stronger than them, but they never thought that the young master would be so outrageously strong and so perverted!

This kind of strength is beyond the scope of their comprehension.

When everyone in the martial arts family reacted, the cheetah team members collectively shouted: "Kill, avenge the family members who died, avenge the friends who died, kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

Wujiazhuang's previous resistance battle had already been defeated and lost. Morale was low to the extreme. was the return of the young master Wu Potian. In an instant, he killed more than 20 strong enemies who came to attack in one fell swoop, and his divine power was displayed, awakening their tenacious fighting spirit and determination to take revenge.

The blood of the deceased family members is still flowing, and the severed arms and stumps are still scattered on the ground, these are all their relatives......

How can we not avenge this kind of blood vengeance? We will avenge our family members, our friends, our loved ones, and all our friends and relatives who have died, and we will pay for our blood debts.

The only purpose of revenge. It is to fight back, fight back, desperately kill the strong enemies who come to attack, and kill all the enemies who come to attack!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill......

Forty-six members of the Cheetah team, the fierce tigers from the lower mountain, were like bamboos, shouting angrily in their mouths, and all rushed towards the twenty warrior-level enemies more than a hundred meters away, and carried out a bloody massacre with two enemies and one enemy.

Morale is something that cannot be seen or touched. It's like playing with a rocker, and it's so weird. What I like the most is -- one goes up when the other goes up.

Now, because of the timely arrival of the young master of Wu Potian, the people of Wujiazhuang showed their might, and their morale was immediately boosted and their murderous spirit was monstrous, so the relative morale of the enemy who came from the Black Wind Ridge for a long-distance sneak attack was extremely low.

Under the advantages of the other, coupled with the disadvantage of numbers, as soon as the two sides fought, only two or three rounds, a few people screamed miserably, and the red blood soared more than a meter high, and they were already seriously injured, and they could hardly fight anymore.

And the rest of Wujiazhuang, just as they were about to catch up with the killing of the Quartet, a very familiar voice came: "You don't have to go, these miscellaneous fish can't hold on for a few moments, and they are going to see the king of Hades soon, and the blood debt must be paid with blood!"

As soon as he heard this voice so familiar, Long Island Yunfei shouted in surprise: "Big butler, you are finally here, if you don't come again, we will almost all hang here!"

"Hey...... The distance is too far, gather people and horses, and there are hundreds of miles to rush, how can you not have time, we are about to die, not only I came, your father also came, and brought a large number of family masters. Thankfully, nothing happened to you!"

"Oh, where are they, why didn't I see them?" asked Nagashima Yunfei in surprise.

"Look at ......" At this time, the chief butler pointed to the outside of the courtyard, as if the other party knew that the chief butler would point there, and he pointed out with one hand that Nagashima Xunfeng with more than eighty masters above the samurai level in the family appeared, and he was using light skills to rush over.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!"

Fu Bo and Wu Tianci hurriedly ran over and took the hand of the big butler, shaking excitedly, at this time, their excitement could not be expressed simply in words.

More than 80 masters of the Long Island family, as soon as they entered the compound of the martial arts, they quickly and automatically stood in their positions, surrounding the entire battlefield, everyone was like a killing god, holding weapons, arrogant and murderous, as long as there was a fish that slipped through the net, they would be killed immediately!

"Everyone, listen to the order, closely monitor the incoming enemy, if there is a fish that slips through the net, kill with all your might, and leave no one behind!" Nagashima Xunfeng nodded to his in-law Wu Tianci from afar, and immediately issued a battle order to the master of the clan in a cold tone and murderous spirit.

The cheetah team members and the foreign aid of the Long Island family are encircling the iron wall, using cannons to fight mosquitoes, which is naturally relaxed and freehand, such as eating ice cream on a hot day - refreshing!

However, Wu Potian is alone against the three masters, and he is confronting each other strongly: a half-step martial king-level scar boy Leng Tianlin, a grandmaster-level peak, and a grandmaster-level low-grade master, these three masters surrounded Wu Potian's finished glyphs.

The powerful momentum of the four masters is frantically entangled, no matter which side, as long as the enemy is a little careless, the qi is controlled, and the opponent will seize the opportunity of a fatal blow, and it is even possible to determine life and death with one move, and the situation is extremely dangerous!

However, Wu Potian poured out all the momentum that had just been fused and restrained,-for-tat, and the qi was dense, and he never let the three masters have a chance left.

Suddenly, Scar Boy Leng Tianlin shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Wu Potian's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils contracted into pinholes, and a pair of long sleeves flicked fiercely towards the other party, not taking the joint blow of the three of them to heart at all, but the purple soul spear in his eyebrows trembled quickly without anyone noticing.

The mood is clear, and the wisdom bead is in hand. The mind is like water. He didn't care at all about the attack of the three people's wits. Instead, the three of them were shrouded in their own qi, and their every move made Wu Potian look at the fire.

The so-called qi machine is the release of soul power condensed by essence, qi and spirit, which converges into a powerful momentum, of which the components of soul power account for the vast majority.

But Wu Potian is the master who devours all the soul power of the Yin Yang Holy Fruit, 100,000 Wronged Souls and Fierce Soul Spirits, and his soul power is already incomparable, where can these people be compared?

Really to say. His current soul power is almost comparable to that of a martial king-level master, but his realm is slightly lower, and he does not have an advanced method of using soul power, otherwise, it is just a pediatric to defeat these three masters from the qi machine.

Although Leng Tianlin is a half-step martial king, and he is ten times older than Wu Potian, it is only based on the amount of soul power. The competition is far from breaking the sky.

Wu Potian's pair of iron sleeves were thrown out, and there was a bright hall. It is called Iron Sleeve Gong, which is another famous stunt in Huaxia taught to him by the old man Xuanyangzi, cultivated to the depths, a pair of iron sleeves are too strong, there is the skill of melting gold and turning iron, ordinary masters, they can't stand the blow of their sleeves at all, and the three masters of Heifengling join forces to strike a force, hitting a pair of iron sleeves and making a loud sound like gold and iron:

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

With a gesture, the powerful Gang Qi suddenly burst out, and Wu Potian's robe, under the vigor of the three of them, shook violently, and the strength was everywhere, looking for a gap and fighting back fiercely towards the weak point where the three of them joined forces to attack.

However, he turned a blind eye to the powerful energy of the three of them attacking him, as if he had never seen it.

Ponto, puff, puff

There were three heavy, extremely dull, drum-like roars, which spread from the place where the four people's qi and strength intertwined, and the air within two hundred meters around them swayed into huge waves, while the three masters led by Leng Tianlin vibrated violently like the waves of the air, and they trembled faster than the frequency of the air waves.

But Wu Potian was different, he had the soul power of the purple soul spear that rotated sharply to calm the air fluctuations around him, he just swayed his upper body a few times, and it was like he was fine.

From this point of view, the strength and weakness are immediately clear.

The reason why Wu Potian is so bullish is because his physical body has been strengthened.

Since he understood why there is blue and gold blood in his blood in the Blood Demon Valley, he has reforged his body once with all three forces in his body in five days, and the strength of his body has reached the point of ignoring the full force of the master of the Grandmaster Realm, and the half-step Martial King is still a master at the peak of the Grandmaster level in the final analysis, and he has not understood the realm of the Martial King.

The reason why he is said to be a half-step Martial King is that he has already captured a trace of the realm of the Martial King, as long as he follows this thread and understands it, when he understands it, it is possible to truly advance to the realm of the Martial King.

If you can't understand it forever, you will always be in the same place in the realm of the half-step martial king, and your skills will no longer be able to gain strength.

However, since he realized a trace of the realm of a martial king, he was much stronger than the master at the peak of the grandmaster realm, and his gestures carried a trace of the momentum of a king.

And how could Wu Potian be afraid of a half-step Martial King, the real Martial King Zhongpin he provoked, even the two-in-one palm of the Dead Snake Martial King he took it once, although he was almost killed by that injury, but his physical strength was only practiced after receiving that palm, so he didn't take the battle with the half-step Martial King to heart.

The sixteen-year-old Wu Potian, with one enemy and three, just shook his body and resisted the blow of the three masters, which was enough to be proud.

As an opponent, Leng Tianlin's face became more and more gloomy, and gradually, he felt that his face was so cold that he could scrape off a layer of frost.

With a sixteen-year-old child, he can resist the joint attack of the three of us full of momentum, this matter is almost the same if I do it, and he is a hundred and fifty years younger than me, this gap has to make him extremely surprised and jealous in his heart!

His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Wu Potian coldly, and the momentum on his body had been released to the peak: "Wu Potian, I didn't expect you to have such qualifications, my junior brother Wang Ziwei died at your hands, and he did die unjustly, but don't think that if you can resist the combined blow of the three of us, it will be amazing, the real battle has not started yet, if it weren't for our carelessness, you wouldn't even be able to survive at all, hum!"

Wu Potian didn't care at all, "Hmph, stupid B, I thought you were really a stupid B, or were you a stupid B?

Hearing this, Leng Tianlin's face became even more gloomy, this little guy, the left stupid B, the right stupid B, must want to arouse my anger, so naked provocation to me, there must be some insidious backhand, waiting to jump down, grandma, want me to be fooled, is Lao Tzu really stupid B?

This time, the treacherous and cunning Leng Tianlin really fell on Wu Potian's big dang: the soldiers are not tired of cheating, in fact, Wu Potian resisted the joint attack of the three of them, and the blood and qi in his body fluctuated a little, if the three of them took the opportunity to join forces to strike together, Wu Potian was really a little difficult to parry, how much did he need to change his breath, and straighten out the time for the smooth flow of qi and blood in his body, and now, the old and cunning Leng Tianlin was finally fooled and gave him this precious time to regulate the qi and blood in his body.

Actually, Leng Tianlin didn't think about this possibility, but a year ago, he just heard that Wu Potian was just a warrior-level junior, and he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for a year, but his skills were so profound that he could join forces with himself and the other three masters, was this possible?

Poof, poof, poof......

Suddenly, one of the grandmaster-level masters who was fighting against Wu Potian suddenly trembled in his body, and with a pop, he spit out several mouthfuls of blood in his body.

As soon as the mouthful of red blood with a terrifying cold breath spurted out, it turned into a lot of tiny ice slags...... (To be continued......)