Chapter 513: The Battle of the Fists

Fu Yu's face suddenly turned cold, he didn't expect that the person who was familiar with the business name would be so arrogant and domineering, it seems that low-key humility is not suitable for this world after all, Fu Yu wanted to enter the auction hall to see, and there was nothing extremely urgent to buy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Haha, boy, do you want me to do it myself?" The middle-aged monk looked at Fu Yu with cold eyes, his eyes full of disdain. Such a monk, first, has no obedience, and second, he does not follow some master, he must be a monk with no background, otherwise he would not have taken out the fairy spirit jade to enter the door.

"Hmph! A minion is also so empty-eyed, he wants people to abolish his arms at every turn, it seems that this Tongda business is nothing more than that!" Fu Yu looked at the arrogant middle-aged monk and shook his head.

"What! You're looking for death!"

The middle-aged monk's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he suddenly burst out with a strong aura, and the Mahayana consummation aura rolled down, and as soon as he raised his hand, it turned into a huge fist and smashed it towards Fu Yu.

"Is the channel business also your kid casually commenting! This is your own death, no wonder I Ye Buqu is merciless. The middle-aged monk's face flashed with a strong killing intent.

"This young man is finished, the middle stage of Mahayana is at the peak of the late Mahayana stage, and the difference is a whole great realm, and he can only be crushed!" sighed a monk in the crowd.

"Yes! At the peak of the later stage of Mahayana, there must be a mystical meaning to comprehend the Dacheng in order to break through, and the power of the Dacheng mystical meaning is not something that ordinary people can resist. ā€

"This young man, who has cultivated to the middle stage of Mahayana at such a young age, is considered to have a good talent, but he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and he goes to provoke the giant of Tongda Firm, isn't this self-defeating?"

"Alas, people have arrogant capital, since Wen Cang, the patron saint of Tongda Firm, broke through the immortal level, the monks of Tongda Merchant have become more and more domineering. ā€

"Yes, I heard that Wen Cang got a high-quality Nine Reincarnation Grass, which greatly extended his lifespan and essence, and launched an attack on that mysterious immortal level some time ago, and I heard that he has broken through and become a terrifying immortal-level monk. At that time, Kyushu shook, the wind and clouds gathered and roared, the sky fell auspicious, and thousands of people worshipped. A monk's eyes sparkled with longing.

"Immortal-level monk, what kind of realm is that!"

For a while, the whole square was full of discussions.

In everyone's sight, almost no one was optimistic about Fu Yu, and with that regretful expression, it seemed that Fu Yu would be bombarded to the ground by the middle-aged monk in the next moment.

"It's really domineering and murderous!"

Fu Yu sighed, his body didn't move at all, his right hand was raised, and he slashed forward, and a small palm print greeted the majestic middle-aged man.

"Oh, this kid is too big, his cultivation is not high, and he actually responds to the enemy like this, it's over, and there is no salvation. Immediately, a monk in the crowd whispered.

"This person is extremely innocent, I am afraid that he is a cultivator of some sect family, he has no experience in combat, not only has he recklessly offended people who should not be offended, but his overall strength is not strong. Isn't this looking for abuse? Someone shook his head.

"Well, this kid is weird!"

Some monks with extremely high cultivation and excellent eyesight immediately looked at Fu Yu and exclaimed in surprise after seeing Fu Yu's move.

They naturally saw that Fu Yu's move was not very loud and seemed random, but the power contained in it was extremely extraordinary, which made them feel a little dangerous.

Boom!

The fists and palms struck each other, making a dull loud noise, and I saw that the small palm shadow slashed the huge fist shadow away, without stopping at all, the light and shadow flickered, and blasted towards the middle-aged monk's chest like electricity.

An incredible look of horror appeared on the middle-aged monk's face, and in a hurry, his body suddenly retreated, and a huge golden ingot-shaped magic weapon flew out in front of him, blocking in front of him.

"Humph!"

Fu Yu snorted coldly, flipped his right hand, and the palm print flashed suddenly, and the speed skyrocketed, and it actually hit the middle-aged monk's body before the gold ingot.

Poof!

Under the shocked gaze of countless monks, the middle-aged monk snorted, and suddenly flew out of the hundred feet, smashed on the door of the golden auction hall, and slowly slid down. I saw that the middle-aged monk's face was pale, a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he barely supported himself and wanted to stand up, his legs were weak, and he struggled to fall to the ground.

Apparently seriously injured!

Multiply!

For a while, countless gasps resounded throughout the audience.

The gazes of countless monks looking at Fu Yu suddenly became extremely exciting, and everyone stared widely, with a look of horror on their faces.

In the middle of a Mahayana period, with a gesture and a casual palm, a middle-aged monk who is one level higher than him will be severely damaged, and this kind of strong combat power is probably only accessible to Daoding monks.

And the maids who received it nearby immediately screamed and dodged one after another, and even the two rows of sturdy black-clothed men also showed hesitation, and even the middle-aged monks who cultivated far higher than them were severely injured in one move, although their cultivation was good, but it was only the early stage of Mahayana, and I am afraid that they would be asking for hardship when they went up.

Fu Yu defeated the enemy with one move, and did not continue to attack, but glanced at the middle-aged monk coldly. "Now, can I go in?"

"Go in, the monk who hurt my business name still wants to go in?"

Suddenly, a rather majestic and powerful voice came from the auction hall, and the black-clothed monks on both sides immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this voice, and looked at it with some awe.

"Xie Lao!"

The man in black shouted respectfully.

A phantom suddenly appeared at the door of the auction hall, and everyone looked at it, only to see that the person who came was a sixty-year-old man, with a thin face, sharp eyes, and an angry look on his face, and glanced at the middle-aged monk who fell to the ground, and snorted coldly.

"Useless stuff!"

Xie Lao was also quite dissatisfied with the middle-aged monk in his heart, and he did it without being sure, and this time he lost all the face of Tongda Firm. Even if he suppressed the other party, it would still have a great impact on the reputation of Tongda Firm.

After all, his own identity, to a mid-Mahayana monk, is not a martial victory.

However, in any case, the majesty of the Tongda Firm cannot be challenged, and no matter what people think of it, any monk who dares to provoke the Tongda Merchant will certainly be subdued, so that no one dares to be presumptuous in front of the Tongda Firm.

Xie Lao only turned around at this time, and a pair of seemingly cloudy eyes suddenly shone brightly, slowly swept around the square, and finally stared at Fu Yu's face.

The hearts of all the monks in the square suddenly froze, and Old Xie's gaze was like a sharp sword, penetrating through the bottom of people's hearts, everyone felt extremely dangerous under the gaze of this gaze, and their bodies were cold, and the excitement caused by Fu Yu's heavy injury to the middle-aged man was instantly extinguished.

The gaze frightened them, as if they would be killed on the spot at the slightest movement.

Dao Ding Monk!

Fu Yu's eyes lit up, and similarly, there was an extreme danger rising in his heart, this Xie Lao was by no means simple, and this powerful momentum was definitely not comparable to those monks who had just entered the Dao Ding.

Fu Yu couldn't help but be careful.

"The young man is not small! he dared to make trouble here, and there were once arrogant people who did not know the severity of the matter, and they also made trouble in the Tongda Auction House, hehe, the end was very miserable!"

Xie Lao's faint narration seemed to be an extremely ordinary thing, but this voice fell on the ears of the surrounding monks, and it immediately made all the monks' faces change greatly, as if they remembered something extremely terrifying.

"The kid wants to ask for advice, I don't know what the end is?"

There was also a trace of anger in Fu Yu's heart, and he gave in again and again, even just now, if it wasn't for his mercy, the middle-aged monk couldn't have just been hit hard.

This old man Xie seems to be tepid, but with great killing intent, that cold gaze, Fu Yu already knows that this old man is going to use him.

No matter what Fu Yu did, this battle would definitely be impossible to avoid, so Fu Yu's words also became cold.

"Hehe, you want to know, don't worry, soon!"

Xie Lao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this kid to dare to be so presumptuous, could it be that he thought he was very powerful just because he had just defeated the middle-aged man? Although this kid in front of him had a bit of talent, and he overstepped the level to defeat the middle-aged monk, but in the face of Dao Ding Monk, he was also a four-ding cultivator, and the gap was like a chasm, and it was no longer something that could be ignored by relying on talent.

Xie Lao smiled lightly, very casually, and very cheerfully. It's been a long time since you can legitimately pack up a monk in front of so many monks.

"This is your kid looking for his own death, watch the fist!"

Just now, the middle-aged monk was cracked by you with a punch, but he was hit hard. This time, I'm going to use my fists to give you a taste of what it's like to be hit hard.

Xie Lao swung out a straight fist, without any tricks, and suddenly a phantom of a fist shot straight into Fu Yu's chest like lightning. It was exactly the same as Fu Yu's position in hitting the middle-aged monk.

Fu Yu's face suddenly became extremely solemn, his body retreated violently, his whole body was white fluorescent, the muscles of his right arm were bulging, and majestic energy surged out, and Fu Yu threw a punch.

Bang!

A huge roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the powerful prohibitions around the square continued to tremble. Fu Yu hit him again and again, blocking Xie Lao's punch. The figure is already a hundred feet away.

"Good boy! ā€

"I didn't expect this young man to be so powerful, although Xie Lao's attack was very casual and he didn't do his best, but even if Dao Ding Monk hit casually, it was not something that a Mahayana monk could stop, and this young man was only in the middle of Mahayana. ā€

"Tsk! Awesome! Awesome! Now Lao Xie is embarrassed!" said a burly man with an extremely powerful breath, and five or six monks with strong cultivation followed him step by step.

Fu Yu took Xie Jinghan's move, and knew that the gap with the other party was too big, if it wasn't for Xie Jinghan's deliberate use of a fist that he was not good at, he would have to return a punch for the middle-aged man exactly the same. In exchange for any attack, it is impossible for Fu Yu to take it so easily.

When Fu Yu took Xie Jinghan's move, it immediately attracted the attention of countless masters, and dozens of powerful divine thoughts swept over.