Chapter 43: The Turmoil in the Main Hall (2)

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With the power of Wu Potian's perverted Xuan Soul, he had already sensed that someone was coming. It's just that he didn't take it to heart.

Because, this is in the main hall of the evil god, the surrounding is heavily guarded, and the close protection of a straw bale young hall master does not need too strong masters, at most a few martial king-level masters to escort it, it can be regarded as the top of the sky.

Sure enough, there were nearly twenty people in total this time, most of them were from the Grandmaster Realm, and there were only three masters who took the lead, who were at the Martial King level.

The people who slammed the door open and forced out a powerful Gang Qi to attack towards Wu Potian were these three martial king-level masters.

For these people, Wu Potian didn't have a good face.

Although they are also martial arts cultivators of the Evil God Temple, they are the die-hard members of the Lord of Zheng Congwen Palace, and they have all been brainwashed, and they have been poured into a paste full of brains, and they have long been rusty.

For them, Wu Potian's only means is to ruthlessly exterminate!

Therefore. The whirlpool of the door panel was fierce. But Wu Potian didn't care about it. Instead, he flicked his backhand and blocked the momentum of the door panel.

Then, he grabbed the air with his right hand, sucked Meng Ying into his hand, and then slapped the sky with his left hand to break a big hole in the roof. Flew into the sky through a hole in the roof.

After flying into the sky, Meng Ying's body thrust did not stop, but suddenly underwent a wonderful transformation, the force of the upward rush turned into a forward slide, and the speed was fast, and her person followed this force, crossed the sky, and finally landed on the path not far from the Xuanshui Palace.

This is the secret of the use of true elements!

The previous Wu Potian had this ability, but he didn't have this ability.

After twenty days of retreat, he finally realized the true meaning of the use of true elements. The first time I used it just now, it was really mysterious.

After a thrilling landing. Meng Ying patted her trembling little liver gracefully, as if she was startled by the flying action just now, but her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and the spring in her eyes was sprouting, as gentle as water.

She knew that this time, she almost lost her life, but she was extremely lucky to get out of the tiger's mouth, and these were all the merits of the second-generation hall master Wu Potian.

She never even dreamed that Wu Potian would appear in the main hall and rescue herself from danger.

I have long heard Tu Xinggong say that the second generation of hall masters has come to the Evil God Temple, but they have never met, and they don't know where this guy is hiding?

Patting the turbulent waves, she still blushed a little when she remembered her abnormal behavior not long ago, but she didn't regret it at all, because this was her true feelings that she couldn't help but ......

Also, the scene just now, flying in the sky like a bird for the first time, she was not afraid at all, because she believed that Wu Potian would not harm her, let alone fall to death......

After narrowly revitalizing, Mengying's heart became more and more closely tied to Wu Potian's decrepit boy.

Leaving Meng Ying aside, let's take a look at Wu Potian's situation:

Sending Meng Ying away and freeing him from his worries, his bloody eyes suddenly bloomed with a scarlet light several zhang long, shooting directly at the three martial king-level masters at the door.

He asked in a demonic tone, in a playful tone, "Are you going to go together, or are you coming one by one?"

"What about the young hall master?"

The three leading men did not answer his question, but asked in unison.

Because, this is their primary concern.

After they knocked open the door, they didn't see the young hall master's person, but just now they heard his cry for help, but in the blink of an eye, the voice just disappeared, but the person was gone, so where did his people go?

This question made them puzzled.

This is also the reason why they did not immediately attack Wu Potian, hearing their question, Wu Potian said directly: "Dead!"

After speaking, he glanced at the puddles of blood and flesh on the ground, meaning to tell them that this is your Zheng Shao Hall Master.

"What, dead?!"

The three martial king-level guys couldn't believe that just this young man in the room could crush the young hall master into meat foam in an instant?

However, when there was a sharp-eyed guy who saw half of the head of the hall master Zheng, he immediately roared:

"Look, there, Hall Master Zheng is really dead!"

Hearing the ghostly cry of that guy, everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, it was half of the head of the hall master Zheng Shao.

The three martial kings saw that their faces changed immediately, and their momentum was steep, and they instantly interpreted the demeanor of the king of martial arts to the fullest, and the three pairs of angry pupils stared at Wu Potian with extremely angry pupils, and shouted coldly:

"Why?!"

"Because, he deserves to die!"

They were furious, but Wu Potian was very bland, as if killing a Zheng Shaodian Lord was no different from killing a chicken.

Hearing this, more than 20 people hinted at each other, and immediately broke through the wall, surrounded Wu Potian in the heart, and the people led by him shouted wildly:

"Kill!"

Thus, a battle of more and less began.

Kill Kill Kill ......

The masters of the three Martial King levels were arranged in a three-talent formation, and the masters of the other Grandmaster Realm gathered in a circle to facilitate their joint attacks.

They wanted to have a pot of stew and beat the master to death.

The swords, guns, swords, and halberds flashed with a cold light, more than 20 people, and more than 20 "kill" words. Drink together. There is a tendency to fight angrily.

If it's a little daring. Just by this angry shout, you will be scared to pee your pants, and only those who have experienced it know the real power of that formation.

But Wu Potian was not deterred by their anger, nor did he have the habit of being beaten passively, he was surrounded by his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth with an evil smile became cold. At this moment, he struck:

His man stood still and did not move, but supported the ground with his left foot, and with a slight touch of his right foot on the ground, his body spun in a circle in the middle.

Twenty outstanding masters who shook the sky with a killing sound, all of them came out of the killing sound, more than a dozen weapons, several huge palms, and a fist that was a big one, with an earth-shattering momentum. Hunted and killed.

However, they were too slow. Fists, palms, knives, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, clubs, hooks, and other weapons were all only half attacked, and they were broken together, and only a series of strange sounds of "pop, pop, click, click" were heard.

Immediately followed by a series of terrible screams, more than 20 people, when Wu Potian turned around, quickly sent out a palm towards each person, this palm has a name, called the rotten bone palm.

Listening to this name, it seems to be a poisonous palm, but in fact, it is a palm force that turns strength into yin energy, or it is called a palm.

But Wu Potian named it - Rotten Bone Palm.

This kind of palm power does not need the palm to touch the human body, and directly uses yin energy to penetrate the body, which can turn bones into powder and beat the enemy's internal organs into nothingness, but there is nothing to do on the outside, so it is called a palm.

Those with low skill are allowed to enter through the body close to the body, and those with high skill can be thousands of miles away from the Yin people.

But there is a disadvantage of this kind of palm power, you can only play with high hands and low hands, if the enemy is stronger than you, concentrate all your body power at one point, and force it into the body of the practitioner, then you will reap the consequences.

Of these more than 20 masters, Wu Potian didn't take them seriously at all, and the reason why he killed them without meeting them was because he was fishing.

He wanted to fish out Zheng Congwen, the Immortal God Emperor and countless big fish from their faction.

After all, using someone else's son as bait should have a good effect!

In Wu Potian's divine sense, the hall master of the Zheng Dynasty had already rushed over with a group of his subordinates, and there were more than 20 martial king-level masters and seven martial monarch-level masters by his side, a total of about 30 people.

Now, these more than 20 people are useless, so death is their best destination.

More than 20 people who fell to the ground, all their internal organs were powdered, their bones were broken, and they only had time to scream miserably before they died, and they reported a message for the hall master of Zheng Dai, and then died quietly.

But they were unscathed, as if they were asleep.

This is the power of the Rotten Bone Palm!

In Wu Potian's opinion, since it is inevitable to kill people, let's choose a more artistic way, at least, it won't look so bloody......

Ay......

The hall master of the Zheng Dynasty walked slowly, and they hadn't come yet, Wu Potian looked at the dead people in this place, and sighed softly in his heart.

As soon as the sigh stopped, he paused, turned to smile, his hand raised slightly, and danced a few times quickly, and his body gradually faded from the room.

The next moment, his man appeared on the playground of the main hall of the Evil God Temple.

Because, there have already been sporadic martial cultivators gathered here, and a large number of masters are flocking here from all directions, in the direction of various branch halls.

It seems that today's event, people chose to hold it here.

From a distance, he saw Tu Xinggong nodding to him excitedly, and Wu Potian smiled slightly, indicating that he knew.

And the hall master of Zheng Dai, who wanted to rush to his son's room, saw the many masters gradually gathered in the square, and knew that the general situation was not good today, so he immediately stood in the center of the square and waited for the situation to change.

And beside him, an old man in black immediately rushed to the room of the hall master Zheng Shao under his orders to check what was going on.

When the old man heard this, he shot away like lightning, and in less than a minute, he shot back with a different color on his face, and whispered something to Zheng Congwen.

But Wu Potian stood at a distance of about fifty zhang beside him, with a grim smile on his face, watching all this, waiting for the Hall Master Zheng to go crazy.

What should come is always coming!

killed someone else's son, of course Lao Tzu has to come out, otherwise, is Zheng Congwen still Lao Tzu?

Sure enough, Zheng Congwen, who heard the exact news, was furious, and a pair of vicious eyes swept around the entire square quickly.

When his vicious eyes swept to Wu Potian, he suddenly paused, and then suddenly glared, as if he understood something...... (To be continued.) )