At this time, Fu Jun's brows were tightly locked, and he was not happy because he had eliminated the handsome young man opposite, and a worried look appeared on his immature face, looking worried.

Thinking of the handsome young man's last wild roar, Fu Jun secretly sighed, if he had been determined and not moved by the handsome young man's words at all, there would not be such a big trouble at this time.

A slight hesitation was destined for the appearance of a stronger enemy behind, thinking of this, Fu Jun couldn't help but annoy himself.

However, this is not the time to think about this, and the first thing to deal with at present is the Crouching Tiger Gang in front of you.

Looking at the dim black banner in the sky, although he couldn't use it immediately, Fu Jun still unceremoniously put it away, and even the storage bag on the handsome young man's body was also accepted.

Then he stood up, dusted off his body, and looked at Yang Zun and the other Crouching Tiger leaders and everyone with an expression that seemed to be smiling.

"Gang Leader Yang, do you choose to cut yourself, or let me personally send you on your way?" Fu Jun's tone was very polite, but the meaning of his words was obvious, leaving no room for Yang Zun at all.

When Yang Zun heard this, he only felt that his body was extremely cold, and his entire face stiffened.

He kept secretly telling himself to be calm, there would always be a way to deal with the person in front of him, but he couldn't help wiping his sweat and smiled bitterly, knowing that at this time, he didn't have to look in the mirror, and his face must not be much better, I'm afraid it was extremely ugly.

He laboriously turned his neck and looked at the people behind him, only to see that the others were also pale, all with panicked and impending disaster expressions, these people were at a loss, and obviously had no fighting spirit.

Yang Zun couldn't help but be depressed in his heart, and looked at the people of the Cangshan faction, only to see Xiao Ruyi, the sworn enemy opposite, staring at him coldly with a dead man's eyes, and the others were also gritting their teeth and hateful.

Yang Zun was at a loss in his heart and didn't know what was wrong, he was originally holding the victory, but he suddenly killed a cultivator halfway, and he sent Yu Zitong of the Eight Desolate Gate with three strokes and two divisions, thinking of this, he felt as if he had a dream, a ridiculous dream.

"No, I must not die here like this! I must survive and continue to complete my hegemony. Yang Zun bit his lip, which was already covered with blood, and his eyes suddenly flashed with madness.

"Someone! The black-clothed iron guard stepped forward and killed him for me! The others, the darts are waiting for him!" Yang Zun suddenly used his internal strength and roared loudly.

Yang Zun is worthy of being the leader of a gang, which contains the roar of internal force, which makes those Crouching Tiger gang members who are at a loss suddenly feel refreshed and wake up like a dream. Whether it is the gang members of the Crouching Tiger Gang or dozens of black-clothed iron guards, all of them have the backbone at this time, and they are gearing up and putting on a posture of fighting to the death.

Fu Jun frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and then walked towards Yang Zun slowly with his hands behind his back alone. "Kill!" Seeing that the immature boy was already relatively close, Yang Zun licked his bright red lips and ordered without hesitation.

Suddenly, thousands of gray and faint darts were shooting towards Fu Jun densely, threatening to shoot him into a hedgehog.

An astonishing scene appeared, the immature boy was not afraid of the flying hidden weapon darts, just such a person, has been walking slowly forward, the sky full of darts, hidden weapons such as sleeve arrows, all swarmed towards him.

When they reached about five meters around him, they fell down like dead leaves that had lost their weight.

Seeing this, Yang Zun looked horrified, looking at the immature young man who was getting closer and closer, approaching like a grim reaper, his eyes revealing fear, and his trembling legs kept trembling.

And when he was frightened, Yang Zun heard two terrible screams behind him, he was taken aback, and hurriedly looked back.

I saw that the two black-clothed guards who were next to each other not far away suddenly turned into two flamemen, and dozens of fist-sized red fireballs appeared out of thin air in mid-air, like living creatures, and they instantly arrived in front of the other black-clothed guards, and before they could react, they were already covered in flames and turned into ashes.

The rest of the Crouching Tiger gang saw Fu Jun's earth-shattering method, their faces were full of horror, and they all rushed to the bottom of the mountain, and the black crowd squeezed the path down the peak, and along the way, I don't know how many people were trampled to death.

Yang Zun looked behind him blankly, there was no longer a little luster in his eyes, his face was pale, and he suddenly seemed to be dozens of years old.

In this short moment, the loyal black-clothed iron guards were all wiped out, and dozens of strong people in the rivers and lakes whose martial arts had reached the peak of the day after tomorrow were killed in an instant, and they didn't even have a chance to resist, is this the strength of the cultivators?!

Looking at the Crouching Tiger gang members who fled in the wilderness, Yang Zun looked desperate, stealing chickens did not become a counter-pecking rice, and the gang heritage of the Crouching Tiger Gang for more than a hundred years was lost in his hands like this, he is now dead, and he has no shame to face the previous gang leaders of the Crouching Tiger Gang.

Thinking of these, he couldn't help but be disheartened, he was completely overdrawn, he looked up to the sky with a miserable roar, and a few sounds of vomiting blood came, and Yang Zun, who had been popular in the rivers and lakes for decades, died in this way, leaving only a lonely corpse to the world.

Fu Jun raised his head and looked behind him, only to see everyone from the Cangshan Sect behind him, all of whom were excited, but they were looking at him with a look of fear in their eyes.

You must know that whether it is collecting the "flying sword" and killing the handsome young man, or killing dozens of masters of the rivers and lakes in a moment and turning them into ashes, and finally forcing Yang Zun, the leader of the Crouching Tiger Gang, a peerless powerhouse in this innate realm, to die by cutting off the meridians.

These actions all show that Fu Jun is not a young man with a weak appearance, but a master of cultivation like a handsome young man, and he is ruthless, killing people without blinking, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a teenager who is only more than seven years old.

Therefore, everywhere his gaze went, everyone lowered their heads to dodge, and no one dared to look at him, even at this moment, Fu Jun looked at the people of the Cangshan Sect behind him with a smile on his face.

But after all, it is still difficult for people to get rid of the scene just now, although there is an embarrassing smile on their faces, but it is also hypocritical and can be seen through at a glance.

After a while, the entire Cangshan Mountain became extremely empty, and there was no one else except Xiao Ruyi and the red-haired old man Yue Wuquan.