"Take this unbelievable ...... for me," the young master of Beitang was screaming in a high-spirited voice, but he didn't think that his guard would fly out silently. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom!"

The middle-aged monk had a great perfection of quenching his body, and he had done a lot of bad things for him on Black Rock Island on weekdays, but today he was knocked down by a nameless strange man, which immediately attracted a round of applause from the crowd.

Tie Zhu cared about the girl, and ran straight to the opposite side and snatched her back from a big man.

"What are you still doing in a daze, give me a ...... Kill him!" shouted the young master of Beitang frantically.

There were originally six people in his entourage, and the middle-aged monk with the highest cultivation had already been beaten by Wang Mu with a punch, and the rest of them were only in the middle of the quenching realm, so where did they dare to make a mistake?

However, the young master gave an order, and some of them were flattering, only to see a monk in the early stage of the Quenching Body Realm take out a golden talisman from his arms, and then slam it towards the sky!

"Haha! Don't leave if you have a kind! When the help of my Beitang family comes, I must dismantle you!"

Syllable!

Wang Mu was disgusted, and he dodged in and slapped him, only to see the young master of Beitang who was slapped in place, and he turned around several times.

"Poof!"

This young master of Beitang had almost lost more than half of his good teeth, and he didn't recover when he was dizzy, and finally sat down on the ground, his hands trembling and shouting: "I'm Beitang Hong, you dare to beat me!"

Wang Mu looked at the monk of the Beitang family who gave the signal, snorted coldly, but did not make another move.

He didn't come here to make enemies everywhere, and he had already punished this Young Master Beitanghong, and his goal had been achieved.

Swish!

Just as Wang Mu was about to leave with the two of them, several rays of light shot from the direction of Fang City, and the momentum of the leader was amazing, and he was also a foundation building realm demon cultivator.

"Who dares to hurt my young master of the North Hall in Fang City?" The person who came was an old man with a goatee, who was cultivating in the middle of the foundation building realm, and Wang Muduo, a person behind him, took a look.

Because he began to think that the few people behind the old man were all quenching realm demon cultivators, but at this moment, he found that this young man holding a folding fan was covered with a thick veil.

"This person is not simple!" Wang Mu said secretly in his heart.

The foundation building realm monk of the Beitang family flew to Beitang Hong's side, and then poured out a few elixirs for him to take, but the mouth full of broken teeth was scattered all over the place and could not be recovered.

"Who are you in the Flying Dragon of the Lower North Hall, why did you hurt my Young Master of the North Hall!" the old man with a goate beard finished pacifying the North Hall Hong, and then glared angrily at Wang Mu.

The crowd here dispersed violently after Beitang Feilong came, and only Wang Mu and Tie Zhu did not leave, plus Beitang Hong's four or five entourages faintly surrounded Wang Mu and the three of them, and Beitang Feilong's eyesight was worse to recognize the murderer.

"Need a reason to beat someone?" Wang Mu sneered, then turned around and whispered, "You two go first!"

Although Tiezhu is five big and three thick, he is actually as careful as a needle, and he knows that staying at this time will only drag down his benefactor, so he nodded again and again and then strode into the crowd of people on the street with a woman named Linghua on his back and disappeared.

Wang Mu stood there alone, and several of Beitanghong's entourage wanted to go around to chase the iron pillar, but they didn't dare to move their steps.

Wow!

Beitang Feilong didn't agree with a word, and actually drove a serpentine flying sword to attack on the spot, but this flying sword galloped with the sound of a dragon's roar, which was very inconsistent with its snake shape.

Wang Mulang smiled and said, "Good to come!"

The black robe on his body shook, and more than fifty black sword lights suddenly appeared in the void, and then they all rushed towards the snake-shaped flying sword.

Bang Bang!

Beitang Feilong was also shocked to see so many sword lights at first glance, but he knew that the more sword lights, the less powerful they were, so he didn't care.

But after a few breaths, he found that every blow of his Flying Snake Sword seemed to hit a magic weapon, which made him a little frightened.

Beitang Feilong sensed that Wang Mu was also a foundation building realm monk early on, but at most it was only in the early stage of foundation building, as long as he made a full effort, he would definitely be able to capture Wang Mu.

But the blow of this fifty percent mana couldn't even get close to the opponent's body, which made Beitang Feilong's face a little ugly.

Especially when there is a person behind him watching the whole battle, if this person sees that the people of the Beitang family are so bad, the head of the family will definitely not be able to spare himself!

Beitang Feilong thought about it for a moment in his heart, and then solemnly took out a golden fire talisman from his arms.

At the moment when the golden fire talisman appeared, the fan-wielding young man who Wang Mu couldn't see through exclaimed: "The golden flame spirit talisman of the Beitang family, I'm going to open my eyes today!"

When Wang Mu heard this, he also looked at the spirit talisman in the hand of the Beitang Feilong, this talisman was engraved with a fire pattern, Wang Mu thought in his heart, where did he seem to have seen it?

"That's right!" Wang Mu suddenly remembered that on the flags of the Beitang family's sea ships, didn't they all have such golden flame runes?

In fact, in Beitang Chun, which Wang Mu saw before, there were two golden runes on his Dao robe, but there was only one on the Beitang Flying Dragon in front of him.

This can be distinguished, although this Beitang Flying Dragon is above Beitang Chun's cultivation, his status in the family is probably not as good as the latter.

Beitang Feilong summoned the Flying Snake Sword back with a solemn face, and then silently muttered a difficult trick in his mouth, and then slapped the golden talisman on the Flying Shooting Sword!

Poof!

The golden flame suddenly came to life in the hands of the Beitang Wyvern, and then swelled into a large fireball that enveloped the entire Flying Snake Sword.

Wang Mu stared at the nameless golden flame with cold eyes, but one hand was pressed on his waist, and he kept muttering in his heart: "You guy, don't be strong when you see the fire!"

It turned out that the moment the golden flame appeared in the hands of the Beitang Flying Dragon, Wang Mu sensed that the fire crow wanted to come out, and its impatient hunger even Wang Mu felt incredible.

However, Wang Mu would never let it out, otherwise in this Black Rock Island, where demon cultivation is everywhere, even if he has great ability, he will not be able to eat and walk around.

Although the spirit pet fire crow is common, in this Demon Star Sea dominated by demon cultivation, I am afraid that there is not one, so Wang Mucai spent most of his attention to pacify the fire crow.

But when he looked up, he saw a terrifying fiery snake coming towards him......

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded suddenly, and the Beitang Feilong sneered, and was about to speak, but the young man with a fan behind him said, "Beitang Daoist be careful!"

In the flames of the explosion, a black light flashed out, and in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of the Beitang Flying Dragon, and the Beitang Flying Dragon's mana was poured into the Flying Snake Sword, and he didn't summon a defensive magic weapon, and he was about to be pierced through the skull by this black mang!

Bite!

A white light flashed, and the deadly black light was blocked by it for a moment, and then deviated a few points, but Beitang Feilong wiped his neck, but saw a trace of blood flowing out.

Just as the Beitang Flying Dragon flashed angrily and was about to kill again, the young man with the fan stood in front of him and shouted, "Two fellow Daoists, why don't you stop here?"

At this time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a pit several feet deep appeared at the place where the explosion occurred in the field, and a black shadow walked out of it, who was it not Wang Mu?