Grandmaster-level exercises: screen four doors.

Just by opening a door, you can have sixty years of power.

It is no wonder that the original terrifying general did not need to use weapons at all, but with his hands, and the hands that covered the internal force were originally the strongest weapons, the most handy weapons.

It is no wonder that the terrifying general is extremely murderous, and in the end, it is simply a betrayal of his relatives, and even the most loyal subordinates have to turn against him.

At this moment, Xia Wuwu deeply understood.

I practiced on the mountain before, with a clear breeze and a bright moon, and my heart was indifferent.

But now just a slight ridicule made him angry in his heart, and he unconsciously slapped the person who offended him to death.

It seemed that all the patience was gone, and a wave of irritability welled up in my heart.

"Lord of incense, master of incense!" several of the accompanying masters of the branch hall hurriedly jumped down from the stands, looking at the corpse that had fallen to the ground with a bloody and unrecognizable face, and couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

"Who are you, and why are you against my Dalian Alliance?"

"My Dalian Alliance has been fighting against the Nine Alliances for many years, and the masters in the alliance are like clouds, even if your kung fu is high, but if my Dalian Alliance issues a hunt and kill order for you, do you think you can survive?"

"What nonsense with him, surround him!"

"Kill him and avenge the Lord of Incense!"

Suddenly, there were many figures, and they all showed their weapons, and then surrounded the short-haired boy in the middle.

Xia Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, I obviously came to join the Dalian League, why did I directly kill him?

But when the words came to his mouth, he directly became: "Come together, die early and be reincarnated early." ”

He stood among the crowds, his heart surging with inexplicable crazy battle intent.

The circle of weapons that was circling around was shining with a dazzling cold light in the sunlight, like metal petals, slowly rotating and contracting.

The few people who surrounded made a look.

A thin man with a dagger who was walking behind Xia Wuwu suddenly retracted his breath, rolled over, and the dagger went straight to his legs.

At the same moment, a bearded man with a giant axe in front of him suddenly burst into a shout, and then jumped up, and the giant axe fell head-on with a fierce tiger pounce.

Although his drink did not achieve the effect of a lion's roar, it could also make the enemy slightly deterred and lose the opportunity.

Even if it is only a fraction of a second, it may be the time to decide victory or defeat.

This was not over yet, a white-robed man was on the oblique side, with three flying knives in his sleeves, the blades flashing dark green, shooting out with a fishy wind, one shot at the waist, and two shots were divided, blocking his possible position and making it impossible to dodge.

It's almost a death-defying game.

It can be seen that the people of the Dalian League have already practiced a set of quite practical killing methods in the repeated battles, and they have a tacit understanding.

Xia Wuwu retracted his fists, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his pupils had turned a little red.

The body is turned sideways and a slight arc is twisted.

And an axe, a dagger, and three flying knives are already coming.

"Die!

"Hey, hey, hey, my dagger will cut off your skull and dry it for collection..."

Xia Wuwu made a move.

His shot, no one saw it at all, as if it was a posture called "home run" in later generations.

This time, his sword was not used to slash, not to stab, but to wield.

He used not the blade, not the tip, but the body.

The long sword, mixed with sixty years of skill, with a domineering roar, first exploded the thin man's head, then scattered the flying knife, and then met the giant axe that broke through the sky.

He roared like a lion and laughed.

The axe, mixed with endless power, was smashed open, causing the bearded man with the axe to show a look of shock and panic in his eyes, but it didn't last long, and his head exploded under the slap of the sword.

As soon as they fought, two people died.

But then, the long sword in Xia Wuwu's hand made a crisp sound, and a fine wave crack appeared in the middle of the sword body, and soon, it broke and fell to the ground.

"Is this the power of opening a door?" Xia Wuwu looked at his hands.

I thought in my heart, is it too high-profile and too flamboyant to do this?

But when it came to his mouth, it became: "Is there anyone who still opposes me joining the Dalian League?"

He threw away the broken sword and picked up the great axe that had fallen to the ground, and with a swing of his power, the handle of the axe snapped off at the waist, and flew to the side with a roar, and then sank into the ground with a heavy weight.

"You killed the incense master, and there are branch masters, you don't want to run for your life, and you still want to join the Dalian League?"

"You... Are you crazy?"

They looked at each other with a dry of faces, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Although Xia Wuwu is manic in his heart, his mind is still very clear, how can he become the leader of the alliance if he does not join the Dalian Alliance?

So his mind flickered, and as he swept through the crowd, he picked up another long sword.

A few steps out, in the void, has already jumped on the high platform.

Directly with a sword, sitting on the side of the incense lord in front of him, an arrogant old man in gorgeous clothes was on the neck.

"You!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then frowned, "Housheng, don't you know that you respect the old and love the young? Even the hall master will be polite when he sees me, don't think that if you kill the incense master and a few disciples, you can empty your eyes!"

Xia Wuwu said: "Strong strength is for old age, and weak strength is weak." The strong can't beat, so I respect, and the weak I don't bother to kill, so love. You've lived so long that you don't understand the truth?"

"This is the rivers and lakes, not your own courtyard. ”

The old man's body trembled: "You..."

Xia Wuwu didn't bother to say more, and asked directly: "Are you against me joining?"

"I..."

"Nod, shake your head. ”

Xia Wuwu showed impatience, "Don't let me down." ”

"You killed the incense lord and killed the disciples in the alliance, how can you still join the Dalian League?"

Xia Wuwu squinted, leaned out his left hand and clasped it on the old man's head, shook it directly, and said, "Since I don't object, then I will be a member of the Dalian Alliance in the future." ”

When did the old man in Huafu suffer such an insult, his eyes looked at the audience, and the disciples of the alliance who were usually fierce were all silent at this time.

"Are you against it?"

The disciples in the audience didn't react at all, and after a moment of silence, one of them suddenly shouted: "You killed the incense master, killed a few brothers, you..."

Xia Wuwu suddenly raised the sword in his hand, and the power was gathered on the sword body, and then inserted it into the boulder stand little by little, until the sword body was completely submerged.

He twisted his neck and looked down at the disciple, a powerful force like an ancient beast, making it impossible to speak any more.

Gazed at by the boy, as if he were being targeted by a monster in the grass in the dark night.

The disciple instinctively couldn't speak.

It seems that as long as he says one more word, a sword will burst through the air and slash him.

But Xia Wuwu suddenly laughed loudly, pointed at the disciple, and then beckoned, "You come here." ”

"I..."

"Come here. ”

The disciple swallowed his saliva, but he didn't dare to run away, he felt that he was being watched all over him, and if he moved, he would attract the fierce beast to pounce, and he felt that the person in front of him was like a general ordering troops and forbidding it.

The words spoken are irresistible, and if they resist, they will be court-martialed.

He had no choice but to step up to power.

And the anger in his chest has already turned into thousands of regrets.

Xia Wuwu patted him on the shoulder, laughed, and praised: "That's a good question!"

"Before, I wanted to join the Dalian League and make a contribution to the development of the Alliance, but what kind of incense master pushed back! I obviously lifted the boulder and performed well, but I was regarded as destruction!"

"Such a person resists the alliance to recruit outstanding talents, in a vain attempt to weaken the strength of our Dalian League, and this person must be a traitor. So I killed!"

"But, just now, this old..."

He turned his head sideways, looked at the old man in Chinese clothes, and asked, "What is your surname?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and instinctively said: "My surname is Huang..."

Xia Wuwu nodded, showed a kind smile, and said: "Yes, this Huang Lao has already agreed to let me join the Dalian League! Now you are my brother, brother offended me, it's okay, because we are all family!"

Immediately afterwards, he showed a gloomy expression, "It's a pity that these two people are blinded by traitors, or they are in the same party, and they want to take the opportunity to kill me in order to achieve the goal of weakening our Dalian Alliance!"

"Pitiful, pity, lamentable! Such a brother has been used by the enemy!"

His voice was so powerful that everyone was silent and less hostile when they thought about it.

Xia Wuwu gave the disciple who came to the stage a hug, "Good job! Our Dalian League needs a good man like you, who dares to speak out!"

The disciple was still angry and frightened before, but at this time, he inexplicably felt a kind of glory, as if he had been awarded a medal by the general, so he proudly puffed up his chest and raised his head.