Chapter Twenty-Nine: Dragon Soul Stick Method

He sensed it, and there were twenty or thirty Qi Refining Period martial artists in the hall, and one Foundation Building Period martial artist.

And in the square outside the hall, one or two hundred martial artists of the refining stage gathered, facing the main hall, standing in rows.

The square is about fifty meters long and sixty meters wide, and is paved with marble.

Beyond the last steps, Xu Fu appeared on the square.

"Who?!"

The two guards standing at the entrance of the main hall shouted, and one of them hurriedly walked down the steps.

Those martial artists in the refining stage in front of the main hall heard the movement, felt the stranger entering, and immediately turned their heads.

"Who are you?!" The guard man rushed in front of Xu Fu, angry, and now there was a meeting in the hall, when a stranger suddenly came for no reason, which made him very puzzled and angry.

What is incomprehensible is that the person in front of him is dressed in secular clothes, and he is not a member of the Xiaotian Gang at all. Angry, Xu Fu was holding an iron rod in his hand, obviously coming to do something.

At this time, in the hall, the helper and the leaders and hall masters were discussing things, and if there was a mistake, he would inevitably be punished as a watchman.

"What about you!" Seeing that Xu Fu was still about to go towards the main hall as if no one was there, the guard stood guard and asked angrily.

Seeing this person approaching him angrily, Xu Fu flipped through his past experience and found a yellow-level top-grade martial art in his memory.

Dragon Soul Stick Method.

"Buzz!"

As a true qi entered, the iron rod buzzed.

"Damn, are you deaf!" the guard scolded, reaching out to grab Xu Fu.

"Smack. ”

The stick in Xu Fu's hand suddenly moved, hitting the other party in the face, and directly knocking him away.

"Ah~"

The watchman screamed and collapsed on the side of the steps outside the council hall, his white teeth falling off the ground and bleeding from his mouth.

Warrior?!

The more than 100 martial artists in the square directly surrounded Xu Fu.

They felt that Xu Fu was so young, even a martial artist could not have a high level of cultivation. Moreover, there are a large number of them, as the so-called two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, not to mention that more than 100 people against one person are completely crushed.

"Get out, or you'll die!" Xu Fu spat lightly.

What the?!

Xu Fu's voice was not loud, but it was mixed with true qi, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"You're looking for death!" The few people in front of them heard the words, their faces were full of anger, and they instantly smashed their fists at Xu Fu.

"The Dragon's Tail Swing"

Xu Fu's fast momentum swung the stick in a circle.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After a burst of blows, the men in the lead were knocked away without warning, and smashed uncontrollably into the people behind.

"This ......"

"A few sticks to beat a group of people to death?"

Looking at the few companions who were spurting blood, everyone took a big breath and panicked in their hearts.

"Let's take the guys together. A tall warrior suddenly rushed out of the crowd, also holding an iron rod like Xu Fu in his hand.

The strong man seemed to have some prestige among the group, and after hearing his call, the others hurriedly picked up the weapons placed in the square.

Xu Fu didn't stop it, and after waiting for five or six seconds, the group of people finally got the weapon.

"Up. ”

"Yikes!"

"Ahh

A group of people set up a formation, attacking Xu Fu from front to back, left and right, with hideous faces.

"Little Dragon Asks for Directions"

Xu Fuyun took a snake shadow step, skewered into the crowd, easily dodged all kinds of attacks, and the iron rod in his hand danced frequently, raising a heavy stick shadow.

"Knock knock!"

Every time Xu Fu hit a stick, one person fell, and in an instant, the originally neat and orderly team became disorganized.

In a few breaths, the trick was finished, and Xu Fu hit a total of more than 30 sticks before and after.

"Woo... Ahh

A wail sounded, and the warrior who had been hit curled up on the ground, letting out a groan of pain, blood pouring from his mouth and nose.

At this time, Xu Fu stopped at the other end of the line, looking at the rest of the people with a cold expression.

After glancing at his fallen companion and then at the young man in front of him, the rest of the people finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

This man is no match for them!

What are you kidding! Under the attack of more than 100 people, not to mention unscathed, he even knocked down more than 30 people.

"The True Dragon's Cave"

"Forget it, let's solve it with one trick. Sensing that a group of people were pouring out of the hall, Xu Fu threw the iron rod into the air, and with the true qi trajectory of the Spirit Devouring Holy Technique, he played the last move of the Dragon Soul Stick Method, which could be used for group attacks.

"Dragon in the World"

I saw the iron rod sway in the air, and the afterimage appeared, smashing into the crowd that stood still.

The crowd that had already panicked, seeing this, unconsciously leaned closer to each other.

It's just that what they don't know is that this is exactly what Xu Fu wants. The more concentrated the crowd, the better the effect of this move.

"Knock knock..."

"Ahh

"Poof..."

Suddenly, there were bursts of blows from the crowd, and people kept falling. Blood spurted and screams erupted.

The last move of the Dragon Soul Stick Method performed by Xu Fu - Dragon Teng Tianxia was originally intended to be used when the soul power could be released during the soul transformation period. However, it just so happens that the Soul Devouring Divine Technique can guide the flow trajectory of the surrounding aura and the body's aura.

Thanks to this, Xu Fu could reluctantly use this powerful group attack move.

In just a moment, the iron rod circled around the crowd and fell to the ground with a "clang".

With the fall of the iron rod, the last few people who were hit fell down one by one, and there was only one person standing in the entire square, and that was Xu Fu.

"Alas, the aura is thin, and even the martial arts are restricted. ”

Looking at the iron rod that fell on the ground, Xu Fu felt a little annoyed in his heart, originally the iron rod could be returned to his hand after beating people, but just now, all the surrounding aura had been consumed, and naturally he could no longer attract the surrounding aura.

The morning light should be warm, but not at this time, the golden morning light splashed on the square, and also sprinkled on the fallen people.

This group of people, dead and wounded, and the blood spit out of their mouths made the original morning qi full of bloody taste.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Xu Fu turned his head to look at the main hall.

He stood coldly at the foot of the steps of the council hall like a god of war, with his back to the group of warriors who had fallen to the ground.

Although it is not in the high ground, it has an aura of looking down on the world.

"It's you!"

At the entrance of the main hall, Long Xiaotian, the leader of the Xiaotian Gang, stared at Xu Fu deadly, his face gloomy.

He never dreamed that the young man he had intimidated yesterday would have such courage and strength.

Before, Long Xiaotian was in the hall holding a meeting with the elders and hall masters in the gang.

Last night, Yang Dingtian and Yanyushan went out to seek revenge on Xu Fu, but there was no news after that, and it was not until they were located through their mobile phones that they found that the two were dead. Two deputy gang leaders and a hall master died one after another, instantly detonating the high-level members of the Xiaotian Gang.

Therefore, early in the morning, he gathered all the people above the hall master in the gang to discuss countermeasures, and he never thought that Xu Fu would directly kill him.