On the Niilong River, the blood burst like real fire, and the terrible flames covered the waves of the river, turning into an afterimage.

In an instant, Zhou Dao arrived in front of Mr. Wei.

The speed was so fast that everyone was stunned.

"Oh my god, this speed...is this drug?"

"Can Lord Yan be so fast at the Eighth Transformation of the Refining Realm?"

"Where is he... others? How did he get there?"

Along the banks of the Nielong River, a burst of exclamations rang out, and the afterimage like fire shocked everyone's eyes.

Zhou Dao's speed was too fast. With one glance, he used thunderous means. His generous palm was like a Xumi Gaidong, and he pressed directly on Junzi Wei's face.

Rumble…

At this moment, Wei Junzi's body trembled, his bones creaked, and he condensed in an instant, shrinking by a full third.

The muscles like a horned dragon vibrate like a bowstring, conveying terrifying power.

"Yanjun, I will not let history repeat itself."

Wei Junzi shouted violently, his body moved, and the blood energy rushed towards Zhou Dao like a volcano erupting.

The terrifying aura instantly exploded the surrounding Jiang Chao.

"The true power of muscle tyrant, the unity of flesh and blood!"

On the high platform, many masters changed their colors one after another, and the cloudy eyes of Mr. Longmen even shone brightly.

The body of a strong person who practices the "Muscle Master True Skill" is like a weapon, far superior to the masters of the same realm.

For them, the body is the strongest power.

However, there are even more outstanding ones among them, who can turn all the blood and energy in the body into the power of the body. The flesh and blood become one, and the potential explodes to the extreme, showing a terrifying power like a monster.

This kind of power is like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, it is simply unstoppable.

With just this one move, it can be seen that Wei Junzi's talent in the "Muscle Master True Skill" is simply unimaginable.

If he had not met Lord Yan, his future would have been brilliant, and it would have been only a matter of time before he entered the realm of Nine Transformations.

"Father..." Long Qianxun couldn't help but said.

"After this battle, this person will definitely be able to enter the Nine Transformations."

The old man of Longmen said in a harsh voice, his eyes fixed on the two figures in the Nielong River.

"Today, I will stand here and beat you."

At this moment, Zhou Dao let out a long roar, and his blood surged like a battle armor.

Wei Junzi's fist fell on Zhou Dao, who remained motionless like a general from a sacred mountain.

The terrifying power whipped up the mighty wind, constantly impacting Zhou Dao's body. Flames splashed, ripples appeared, and swept in all directions.

Zhou Dao stood still and allowed the wind, rain and waves to attack him.

"This...how is this possible..."

"He...he is so strong? Then how can we get along?"

"Then shall I go?"

There was deathly silence on the banks of the Nielong River, except for the constant sound of the waves. Everyone's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

The power of the Jidao Guards, the strength of Mr. Wei, the terrifying bombardment... all of them were so vulnerable to Lord Yan.

Standing still and hitting you while standing still can't hurt the opponent at all?

At this moment, even Mr. Wei was stunned. His eyes trembled and he even stopped attacking, feeling a little at a loss.

He is a monk at the ninth level of True Fire, a master of the "Muscle Master True Skill".

In the entire Demon Control Division, except for Shang Tianhe, no one is his opponent.

This kind of identity and this kind of strength are rare even in Pingjiang City.

However, Zhou Dao at this time was far beyond his understanding.

"Abnormal as a demon..."

On the high platform, Shang Tianhe frowned, showing surprise.

As a master of the Nine Transformations of the Refining Realm, he couldn't help but be a little shocked at this moment. It was obvious that Zhou Dao's strength far exceeded his expectations.

Shang Tianhe knows very well that there are indeed some geniuses and even monsters in this world, and their strength and talent cannot be judged based on common sense.

There is no doubt that Yanjun is such an existence.

"Go back quickly!"

Shang Tianhe shouted loudly, and his voice spread throughout Nielongjiang.

Junzi Wei's heart trembled. He had been deeply afraid for a long time. At this moment, he finally calmed down and wanted to retreat.

However, when he raised his head, it seemed that it was too late.

Zhou Dao's big hand fell suddenly, his flesh and blood shook, and the terrifying force directly pushed his head into the rolling river tide.

Before it touched the river water, Wei Junzi's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon.

Scarlet blood mixed with brain plasma, like a watermelon capsule, splashed into the river, causing a blush.

Immediately afterwards, the aftermath of the real furnace's shock spread throughout Wei Junzi's body like a virus.

The broken body was like a watermelon run over by wheels, shattered into pieces, and in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the roaring river.

There was total silence on the banks of the Nielong River, and everyone was silent.

Even the direction of the Demon Control Department was silent, no one said a word.

Everyone's eyes became shocked, dazed, and afraid...

The captain of the Jidao Guard and the number two figure in the Monster Control Division was actually pinned to death in full view of everyone.

one move?

No, even one move was useless. Yan Jun just pressed lightly and sent Wei Junzi away like a watermelon.

"He... is too strong!"

Wang Xiaoyi looked at Zhou Dao's back with a complicated expression. His heart was filled with ups and downs and it was difficult to calm down.

"Is this the strength of Lord Yan? It's really terrifying!" Ma Yinglong has slowed down, and his recovery speed is more than ten times stronger than that of normal humans.

At this moment, looking at Mr. Wei who had disappeared, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Yanjun...he is Yanjun. Where did this person come from?"

Mistress Hong Tongling's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance as she stared at the invincible figure in the waves of the river.

Mysterious, forbearing, powerful, domineering... It has to be said that when these elements come together in the same person, it is difficult for a woman not to be moved by him, or at least she will have a strong interest in him.

No, not just women, even men will want to spy on everything about him.

"There is a talented person in this generation... This person is not simple." The old man of Longmen stared at Zhou Dao with eyes like swords, as if he wanted to see through him.

Shang Tianhe's expression remained motionless, neither sad nor happy.

Compared with Junzi Wei's death, he was more concerned about Jun Yan's identity.

This kind of strength will definitely not come from an unknown person. It is impossible for anyone in this world to be able to master it without a teacher, and to cultivate to such a state without the slightest influence behind him.

"Check, we must find out clearly." Shang Tianhe said silently in his heart.

If a master like Yan Jun is left alone without knowing his true identity, he will get into big trouble sooner or later.

At that time...

"It affects your official career."

Rumble…

The river tide surged furiously, and Zhou Dao's addition made the tide of the evil dragon general become even more violent, with thousands of waves, seemingly about to turn over.

On the Nuo Da River, everyone looked at each other in shock, and no one dared to step forward to provoke.

Even Mr. Wei is dead, who dares to take advantage of Mr. Yan without knowing his life or death?

Although, everyone knows that defeating Lord Yan is definitely the most direct and effective way to become famous.

But the prerequisite is that you have that life!

"There must be dragons in the great swamp, and what I said is indeed true."

At this moment, a scornful voice sounded. Although it was not loud, it spread to everyone's ears.

Zhou Dao looked up and saw a young man walking out from the direction of Hongmen. His face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were shining, and he was wearing a long robe with the image of wind and thunder printed on it.

"I am the eldest brother of the Shenxiao Clan, Xing Zhouting. Please give me some advice from my Taoist brother!!!"
Chapter completed!