The duel between Bai Zhantang and Yu Wenming, Luo Zhuo must be present, Yu Wenming is a person who can't even see the depth of Luo Zhuo, and has inexplicable hostility towards them, Shi Zhongyu has not recovered from being tortured by him until now, in case Bai Zhantang is not his opponent, Luo Zhuo will inevitably make a move.

Bai Zhantang didn't think he would lose, as the only big monster that turned into a human form in the end of the Dharma era, he had enough qualifications to be proud, even if Luo Zhuo was now, in terms of realm, he was still one level worse than him, even if he was placed in the cultivation realm back then, the Yuan Infant Stage could be regarded as a master, if it weren't for the fact that the aura was too thin today to support the monk to cast large-scale spells, Bai Zhantang alone, no, a tiger, could easily kill ten masters of transformation.

Even if his spells are restricted now, his physique is still beyond the average master of transforming energy, in this era when transformation is already the end of his cultivation, there may be people who can defeat him, his combat skills are indeed a bit scum, but people who can hurt Bai Zhantang are really not necessarily there.

In the ring, Yu Wenming stood there lazily, full of loopholes, but Luo Zhuo's expression was indeed very serious, in this case, either a master or a rookie, Yu Wenming obviously could not be a rookie.

"Boy, you're lucky to have met me until now, but your good luck is over today. Bai Zhantang's big hand creaked.

Luo Zhuo rolled his eyes, I've watched too many TV series, why is there so much nonsense.

Yu Wenming smiled evilly, if he was seen by those girls in the outside world, there would definitely be another national husband, not to mention outsiders, even Zhou Yan had stars in his eyes, this person's appearance is indeed outstanding enough.

"Your name is Bai Zhantang, right, although the blood is a little thin, but it's not bad. Young Master Ben still lacks a mount, so he will reluctantly accept you. Yu Wenming said with a smile.

"You're looking for death!" Bai Zhantang shouted, his majestic body suddenly rushed forward, and his fan-like palm was about to slap Yu Wenming into minced meat.

Since ancient times, the tiger has three tricks, a pounce, a lift, a cut, although Bai Zhantang turned into a human form, but the best attack is still these three moves, his pounce, the end is as fast as the wind and electricity, in the blink of an eye, he has arrived in front of Yu Wenming.

Bai Zhantang's big hand slapped down. The sound of the wind had already blown the hair on Yu Wenming's forehead, but his expression had not changed at all, his face was still smiling, just when Bai Zhantang's palm was about to hit his face, it suddenly fell short, as if hitting a phantom, and then looking at it, Yu Wenming's body appeared just half a meter away, I don't know when. He had stepped back a position, but there was still a shadow in his position.

"Too slow. Yu Wenming shook his head.

Bai Zhantang was furious, and stomped on the ground, and a circle of spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the hard ground. And his already disemboweled cannonballs rushed over, punching and kicking.

Yu Wenming's demeanor was always relaxed, and he turned Bai Zhantang's attack into an invisible one lightly, and Bai Zhantang became more and more impatient. His character is like this, if he can't get the upper hand at the beginning, he will lose half of his temperament first.

Luo Zhuo's face became more and more solemn. From this Yu Wenming's movements, he could see that Bai Zhantang was definitely not his opponent, Bai Zhantang was not Shi Zhongyu, even Luo Zhuo would definitely not be able to face Bai Zhantang so easily, from this point of view, the realm of this Yu Civilization was still above him!

Luo Zhuo was sure that he had never seen this Yu Wenming, and Yu Wenming had not performed any Dao methods until now, Luo Zhuo couldn't see which sect he was a disciple of, and he couldn't imagine where this Yu Civilization came from.

"With the blood of the White Tiger, you are such a waste of firewood, you are really the only time I have ever seen it in my life, I regret it a little, do I want to accept you as a mount? Yu Wenming said, just a slight movement of his feet made Bai Zhantang's seemingly violent move come to naught.

Bai Zhantang had never learned any moves and martial arts, and his attacks were all instinctive and he had learned them by seeing others perform them. Luo Zhuo considered teaching him martial arts, but he was afraid that it would affect his bloodline awakening, so he never chose martial arts.

"You've thoroughly me off. Bai Zhantang roared, suddenly stopped his movements, and looked at Nayu Wenming from two steps, he clenched his hands into fists, his arms increased sharply, his clothes burst, he raised his head, opened his mouth and roared forward.

The air was silent for a moment, and a second later, an indescribable roar sounded, and everyone in the audience covered their ears with painful faces, and even Luo Zhuo's brows furrowed slightly.

Yu Wenming, who bore the brunt of the blow, was covered in clothes that floated up behind him, as if a strong wind was blowing in his face, but his feet were rooted and his body did not move.

The sound lasted for ten minutes, and just when half of the audience in the audience had already fainted, and the remaining half of the people were about to be unbearable, the roar survived, and Bai Zhantang was seen holding his knees with his hands, panting.

"It's a bit of a trick. Yu Wenming's joking voice sounded, and Bai Zhantang's attack only made him take a half step back, unharmed, "But one move of Tiger Roar Kill will make you tired like this, and it is really a shame for the ancestors, looking at you like this, you can't use all the seven killings of the White Tiger, right?"

"What White Tiger Seven Kills?" Bai Zhantang said: "Don't be complacent, I still have a killer weapon!" Bai Zhantang has not awakened the bloodline, and the inheritance in the bloodline has naturally not been obtained, he doesn't know what Yu Wenming said about the White Tiger Seven Killings.

Bai Zhantang has a trace of the blood of the ancient divine beast White Tiger on his body, which Luo Zhuo has long seen it, and this Yu Wenming has obviously also seen it, and it can see this, which also shows that he is a cultivator and not a simple ability or martial artist, Luo Zhuo can see it, or thanks to the information he absorbed from Hongmeng Purple Qi, it is unknown where this Yu Wenming came from.

It is not an easy task for the bloodline of the divine beast to awaken, not to mention that Bai Zhantang's bloodline is already extremely thin, and Yu Wenming shook his head with some disappointment when he saw that he didn't know about the White Tiger Seven Kills.

"I thought I would be able to see the full version of the White Tiger Seven Kills, but I didn't expect it, I'm really disappointed. Yu Wenming shook his head and said, "Since it's not fun, let's end it quickly." ”

After that, his figure had disappeared on the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of Bai Zhantang, and slammed a fist into Bai Zhantang's stomach. Bai Zhantang's body suddenly bent into a shrimp and flew backwards, but he was not good at stubble, and when he flew backwards, he didn't forget to fly and kick, but unfortunately he was dodged by Yu Wenming.

Before Bai Zhantang's body landed, Yu Wenming's figure had already appeared below him, kicked Bai Zhantang's buttocks, kicked him into the air, and then he jumped up and appeared above Bai Zhantang, his hands clenched into fists and slammed down, Bai Zhantang's body smashed into the ring like a cannonball.

"Boom-" With a loud bang, Bai Zhantang slammed into the ring, the hard ring was suddenly full of cracks, and Bai Zhantang let out a groan.

Under the ring, Sonam and Otori and others had already stood up, although Luo Zhuo was still sitting there, his eyes were sharp, his muscles had contracted, and he was ready to shoot at any time.

"Let go of my spirit, let me lay down the ban, and become my mount. Yu Wenming fell in front of Bai Zhantang and said, "Otherwise, die!"

"Dream! Lao Tzu will not be your mount if he dies!" Bai Zhantang fell not lightly, but it was not so life-threatening, his muscles and bones were not comparable to human beings.

"It's really not to cry when you don't see the coffin, what's so good about following Luo Zhuo, follow me, there are benefits you can't imagine. Yu Wenming put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Fart, what kind of thing are you, you can compare with Lao Tzu's friends?" Bai Zhantang scolded, knowing that it was useless to stand up, he simply lay on the ground and couldn't get up, as long as this Yu Wenming did it again, he would open his mouth and shout to admit defeat!

Bai Zhantang made Yu Wenming's face a little ugly for several times in a row, and he snorted coldly, "If you want to be my Lao Tzu, you really don't know how to write dead characters." He raised his right foot and stepped on Bai Zhantang's head.

"I admit defeat!" These three words Bai Zhantang did not shout, because a strong wind had poured into his open mouth, and he forcibly blocked his words, seeing that Yu Wenming's feet were about to fall on his face, once he stepped on it, there was no doubt that his head would be torn apart like a watermelon, Yu Wenming had done this kind of thing in the ring.

"The game is over!" A voice sounded, Luo Zhuo disappeared on the spot, teleporting on the ring, and with a toe pick, Bai Zhantang's body had already flown out.

The corners of Yu Wenming's mouth were slightly raised, and the movements did not stop, and the original downward action was changed to an upward kick, and he kicked towards Luo Zhuo.

Luo Zhuo had already been on guard against him, his right leg was raised, the soles of his feet had collided with the surface of his feet, and the huge force came, Luo Zhuo did a backflip, and as soon as he landed, he saw Yu Wenming turn around and continue to kick.

His movements were lightning fast, and Luo Zhuo only had time to cross his arms in front of his chest, "Boom-" Luo Zhuo's body had already flown out.

The loud noise continued, Luo Zhuo's body had disappeared into the arena, leaving a mess along the way, he had already broken through the wall and flew out of the arena, it can be seen how strong Yu Wenming was this time, and he had been keeping his hand with Bai Zhantang before.

"Xiao Luo!" Wen Ya exclaimed, and hurriedly ran in the direction where Luo Zhuo had disappeared.

"You won't die so easily, I know, I'll have a good time with you in the final. Yu Wenming chuckled, and without waiting for the referee to announce the result, he walked out of the ring with his hands behind his back and walked out of the arena. For a moment, all that was left in the arena was the stunned referees and the spectators, half unconscious, half with their mouths wide open. (To be continued.) )