(Today's second update, the next update will be issued after 21:00)

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"Cutting the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again?, what do you think, boy?" Suddenly, an extremely cold voice came from afar.

This is a white-haired old man wearing a gray cloth robe, he looks very domineering, tall and powerful, his left hand is pitch black, and his right hand is snow-white, but the muscles on both arms are high and bulging, looking very strong and explosive!

"Daddy!"

After hearing this voice, Zhao Tianxiong, who was angry, shouted in surprise with a happy face.

Although, he disagrees with his father's sleeping son's wife, but now is the time to save his life, even if he doesn't like his father's personality anymore, he likes his extremely domineering and profound skills.

"Hmph, useless thing, more than 2,000 people were beaten by two little deflated people, you didn't even dare to fart, and you still have the face to live? It seems that the old man handed over the mercenary group to you, it was a big mistake, and this family business will be lost by you sooner or later!"

Zhao Shikui is really domineering enough, as soon as he came, he gave his son a dismount without distinguishing between what is right and wrong, and after scolding him, he will talk about anything else.

Swish......

When he swept like lightning with a pair of shining eyes, and caught a glimpse of Zhao Yi on the ground who had been paralyzed into soft mud, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he was furious, and his eyes stared at Wu Potian like a poisonous snake and shouted: "Boy, who did this?"

"It's me. What's wrong. Do you have an opinion?!"

Wu Potian glanced at him. Crooked his mouth and smiled lightly, not taking his momentum to heart at all, as if the old ghost in front of him was a decoration with a shocking murderous aura.

"Boy, you don't have this ability, are you the old boy like an iron tower?" Zhao Shikui's eyes were old and spicy, and when he saw that Wu Potian was unusually beautiful, he didn't seem to be a master of strength, so he judged the person who made the move. It must be Uncle Tian and not Wu Potian.

"Haha...... Jiang is still old and spicy, Old Commander Zhao has sharp eyes, and his magic skills are world-famous, the kid is trying to compare with you a few times, but I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I will beat you like this little turtle grandson, when the time comes, don't blame me for not knowing the severity of my shot......"

Wu Potian saw that the old turtle guessed that it was not his own doing, so he was not angry, but laughed and provoked him. So that he can do it quickly, and after sending him away, he will return to the Longxiang Martial Arts Academy early. There is still his beloved woman waiting for him!

Zhao Shikui's pair of vicious eyes roamed over Wu Potian's body, scanning his whole body for a long time like a scanning machine, and he really didn't find out how high this kid's skill was, this guy was clearly a little white face, although he was not short or thin, but he didn't have the momentum of a master, his face was delicate and gentle, and he couldn't see the appearance of his hidden miracle ability.

He doubted, could it be that this kid has no skills, but can an ordinary person stand in front of the old man and talk eloquently? Just my momentum will crush him down......

"Boy, have you lived enough and want to die?" Zhao Shikui hesitated and asked Wu Potian, his face became even colder, and he grinned with a strange True Yuan Secret Luck, and his white teeth flashed with Bai Sensen's coldness.

Shout......

Zhao Shikui finally moved, he had to make a thunderous shot and capture Wu Potian as a hostage in one fell swoop, so that he could win today's battle, otherwise, the face of the Yunan mercenary group would be lost today!

Afterimages flickered, and the air cracked violently.

"Roll ......"

An earth-shattering roar suddenly roared out of Uncle Tian's mouth, if the tongue bloomed with spring thunder, Wu Potian was his master, but the old man in front of him, but a small grandmaster peak, dared to be wild in front of his martial king-level master, and did it to his master without authorization, that is, to find death!

Uncle Tian also moved!

Disheveled......

The two tall bodies, turned into afterimages, collided together quickly, and a loud "Peng" sound came, causing countless ripples in the air, spreading frantically to all sides, and all the martial arts cultivators at the martial arts level were shocked to the ground, which was caused by this sonic attack.

And the ripples in the air came one after another, pushing all the cultivators of the samurai-level cultivation forward and backward, rippling down in a few circles, and falling to the ground together.

There are more than 1,000 people in the entire square, and there are only more than 30 people who have the ability to stand on the ground, and the moves of the martial king-level masters are not so fun, if they really go all out, under the rippling qi in the air, there is almost no life here.

The remaining thirty or so people are all masters above the martial arts level, but the four of Wu Potian and his party are standing in the square in a good manner, and they have not even been in turmoil.

If you are careful, in front of them, there seems to be a purple-blue circle of light, the size of a zhang, encircling them, and under the ripples of the air ripples on the aperture, there is a trace of ripples flashing from time to time, waving up wrinkles like water ripples, which is very beautiful.

The collision between Zhao Shikui and Uncle Tian this time was purely an air explosion caused by the collision of strong flesh bodies, but after the impact, Uncle Tian shouted with disdain: "Junior, get out!"

And after the impact, Zhao Shikui finally tried the strength of Uncle Tian's body, and was easily knocked into the air more than ten zhang away, as soon as he stood still, he endured the severe pain of the bones of his whole body like falling apart, he clenched his hands into fists, trying to take the lead.

But when Uncle Tian saw him clenching his hands into fists, his face was full of disdain, and he didn't even want to take out the big knife on his back, he casually punched into the air with one hand:

This one-handed casual blow actually magnified the fist countless times, and the speed of this fist was too fast, and the air produced a violent air flow friction after the punch, and let out a terrifying explosion.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble......

As soon as Uncle Tian's fist was punched into the air, Zhao Tiankui's face changed drastically, because he found that the power of this punch had hit his hand, and through his fist, the fierce and domineering power was transmitted into the meridians of his whole body, no, it seemed that even the bones were immersed in the fierce fist strength!

He was shocked. Shocked!

What level of master is this. True Yuan Force is so fast, pure, fierce, and domineering. Countless times stronger than the old man's true yuan, how can this battle be fought?!

Just when Zhao Shikui was shocked in his heart, the two fists struck together quickly, in addition to making a loud noise, Zhao Shikui's people immediately flew out into the sky, and on the way out, there was a deafening explosion sound in the body, crackling and crackling.

This is no ordinary popping sound. It was the sound of broken bones, indicating that under a punch, Zhao Shikui was beaten into a fracture by Uncle Tian.

Then Zhao Shikui's hand bones exploded, blood flew sideways, and countless bloody and fleshy pieces fell from the sky.

One of Zhao Shikui's arms was directly blasted into flesh foam, and it was completely gone.

Under one move, the judgment is made, and the arm is broken!

Moreover, the fierce and unbridled strength formed by the power of Uncle Tian's punch rampaged through Zhao Shikui's body. After dissolving it for a long time, the old ghost finally couldn't control the momentum in his body. The internal organs were immediately in chaos, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly with a "poof".

Zhao Shikui, who finally fell from the sky, turned pale, the muscles on his face twitched wildly, staring at Uncle Tian with frightened eyes, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling......

"You...... You...... Are you a martial king?" Zhao Shikui asked with a stammer, the blood in his mouth flowing uncontrollably.

All the more than thirty masters above the martial artist level who were standing were all stunned at this time, and a large number of masters at the peak of the grandmaster level were dropped in one move, what kind of master was that?

"Oh my God...... He's a Martial King?!"

It's over, it's really over, the Yunan mercenary group has been arrogant for too long, maybe it's the retribution of God, this time they finally kicked the iron plate, a martial king-level master, it's too easy to destroy them!

The fighting spirit is rapidly fading, the martial king level, how can they fight? People only need one finger to turn them into ashes, and they can still fight?

"Medical repair, medical cultivation, come and take medicine for treatment!"

When Zhao Tianxiong saw one move, his father Zhao Shikui had one arm broken, his internal organs were damaged, and he vomited blood, and immediately shouted in horror.

Zhao Tianxiong, who was trembling, thought of lightning, Zhao Shikui, this old ghost can't die yet, he is the ultimate backer of the Yunan Mercenary Group, as long as he is there, his popularity will not disperse, if there is no his existence and deterrence, the Yunan Mercenary Group is a fart!

Therefore, he shouted like crazy......

Finally, the surging vitality gradually dissipated, and a medical cultivator crawled to Zhao Shikui's side cautiously, trembling and frightened in the midst of Zhao Tianxiong's crazy call, took out the healing medicine from the medicine box, and took it for Zhao Shikui.

Zhao Shikui, who was relieved, did not stand up and fight, but sighed helplessly, forcibly swallowed the blood that came out of his stomach, and breathed.

Uncle Tian's punch not only shattered his arm bones, but also shattered the belief in his heart, he is nearly three hundred years old, and he has cultivated to the peak of the grandmaster level, but there is no possibility of taking a step forward in cultivation, the martial king level, not everyone can achieve it!

If you want to advance to the Martial King, in addition to the accumulation of cultivation, you also need excellent understanding and chance, and if the time is not enough, the possibility of success is almost zero.

Among the 10,000 masters at the peak of the Grandmaster level, the masters who can really be promoted to the Martial King level are all rare, and in the entire Flying Feather Continent, the Grandmaster Realm has always been promoted to the Martial King level by one in ten thousand, and no more than two.

Martial King level, is the peak level of martial arts cultivators, this is a rare talent in a large empire, they are kings, they are invincible!

A martial cultivator, without arrogance, blood, or temper, his life's cultivation is over, and the current Zhao Shikui is like this.

"From now on, the Yunan Mercenary Group will be completely disbanded, and those who do not obey their orders will be killed!" Wu Potian walked out of the aperture, and announced loudly with a cold face.

That domineering tone is non-negotiable and irresistible!

However, among the thousands of people, there were still some budding birds, and at this time, a person suddenly stood up from the ground, pointed his finger at Wu Potian and shouted angrily:

"What the fuck are you onions, announcing the dissolution of the Yunan Mercenary Group?!"

Wu Potian didn't answer him, but his eyes flashed with crazy killing intent, and he ordered Uncle Tian in his heart: "Kill!"

In an instant, an astonishing sword bolt emerged from Uncle Tian's hand and fled towards the man.

Puff......

The sword light flashed like lightning, and the man's body split into two pieces and fell quickly to the sides. Uncle Tian, who killed him with a knife, shouted wildly:

"The master has an order, and those who violate the order will be killed!"

This angry shout was powerful and terrifying, and the sound spread like a wave around the square, and it didn't stop for a long time......

At this moment, a young man with a broken arm walked out of the crowd with an evil aura, with billowing black smoke on one side of his body, and a rich bloody aura flashing on the other side, which made people feel that this person was very secretive, evil and disgusting.

As soon as this person stood up, the blood rain fluttered and his whole body trembled, the cold light in a pair of blood pupils shone brightly, and the cold air in his whole body suddenly flourished:

"Hey, little girl, what's wrong with you?!"

Wu Potian was particularly sensitive to the vitality of heaven and earth, and immediately noticed the strangeness of the little girl, and immediately asked with concern.

"Wu Potian, kill him, he is the murderer who destroyed my entire clan - Long Pingyao!"

"What, it's him, are you sure you're right?"

"I can recognize him even if he turns to ashes, it is Long Pingyao who killed a thousand knives, he must die today, quickly, Wu Potian, go and kill him!"

"Don't worry, little girl, since it's him, he's going to die today!" (To be continued......)