Looking at the colorful lights in front of him, rushing towards his direction, Fan Wu didn't have any worried expression on his face, because it was not worth worrying about.
He just showed an excited smile, and didn't even pull out the Demon-Breaking Sword from behind. He just walked forward with a fist in his right hand, and then punched the front.
Such a punch obviously only hit the air, but there was a loud explosion, and a stream of air surged in all directions.
Attacks from all directions were instantly shattered by Fan Wu's punch.
The sweeping air flow continued to blow like a strong wind, blowing away the tiles on the roofs of some buildings, revealing the inside of the buildings.
Moreover, Fan Wu controlled his attacks very well, and the aftermath of his attacks did not affect Yun Jiuqing and others next to him.
After blocking all attacks from all directions with one punch, Fan Wu did not hesitate to raise his right foot high, like an upright horse, and then slashed forward with his raised right foot.
This kick was like a tomahawk falling down. When this kick fell, a crescent-shaped ripple of air rushed forward, instantly shattering the earth.
After the monks from the Shangwu Dynasty court in front saw this scene, their eyes couldn't help but widen, and a look of horror appeared on their faces. They wanted to run away quickly.
But such a group of people gathered there so densely that there was almost no place for them to hide in front, back, left, and right.
They can only quickly use Qinggong to jump to a higher position.
It's a pity... their speed is not fast enough. If they were fast enough, they might be able to barely dodge, but the problem is that they don't have that kind of strength.
When the crescent-shaped ripples of air hit them head-on, people flew backwards one after another like flowers scattered from heaven and earth!
In the blink of an eye, thousands of people in front flew hundreds of meters behind. Some hit the building, causing the building to collapse. Some fell hard to the ground, and a person fell out on the ground.
Big pit.
The extremely horrifying scene stunned everyone, but Fan Wu's actions did not stop.
I saw his right hand clenched into a fist again, the muscles in his arm tensed slightly, and he punched the ground under his feet.
at once!
The ground beneath his feet instantly sunk into a large crater with a diameter of several hundred meters, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye cleverly avoided Yun Jiuqing and others and flew out in all directions.
Wherever the shock wave passed, even very solid buildings were shattered in an instant, let alone a fragile body like the human body.
Even the body of a cultivator is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people.
One after another, the court monks were completely unable to react and were directly knocked away by the oncoming shock wave.
Moreover, those who were knocked out were all from the back, and some people from the front group did not even have a chance to fly out upside down.
Being hit head-on by such a terrifying shock wave, one can imagine what the ending will be like!
So far, Fan Wu has only punched the air in front of him, then kicked him in front of him, and finally punched the ground under his feet.
In other words, he only made three moves from beginning to end, and these three short moves actually cleared a large area with a radius of several thousand meters.
In this large area, all the buildings were flattened by the blast wave, and as far as the eye could see, it was a flat ground.
Of course, the premise is that you have to ignore the 100-meter-large pit dented by Fan Wu's punch, so that it will be truly flat.
And a group of people thousands of meters away felt the terrifying shock wave blowing in front of them, and their footsteps couldn't help but move backwards, as if someone was pushing them back hard.
Each of their faces was filled with expressions of shock and fear, because they had seen the scene just now with their own eyes.
Who would have thought that Fan Wu of the Prisoner of the Dragon Temple could be so terrifying? You must know that the group of people in the front row who surrounded him were the court monks of the Shangwu Dynasty!
There was no shortage of powerful figures among the monks in the imperial court. However, such a group of people were powerless to fight back in the hands of Fan Wu, Prisoner of the Dragon, just like a group of ants.
No... the ants may be a little more powerful than them. At least the ants swarmed up, and there might be a few ants that could bite a person.
But the problem is that among the tens of millions of monks in the imperial court, none of them can hurt Fan Wu, the prisoner of the dragon? Are you kidding? Is it really a mortal with such strength?
I'm afraid the other party is not a god descended from the sky, right?
It's a pity that Fan Wu didn't give them so many opportunities to think.
In other words, Fan Wu had already given them too many opportunities, but Fan Wu found that these people did not cherish the opportunities he gave them. If this is the case, then don't blame him for taking back these opportunities.
I saw Fan Wu burst out in an instant and appeared thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye, within easy reach of the group of imperial troops who appeared.
With the opponent's face full of shock and horror, he did not hesitate to punch out in the air. With this punch, not only thousands of people were knocked away, but tens of thousands of people!
The number of people has no effect at this time. Fan Wu's every punch and kick can clear a large area.
In less than twenty breaths, no one within tens of thousands of meters could stand up.
Although Fan Wu is not a murderer, if someone has the intention to kill him, he will not be polite.
Besides, he could be considered to be merciful. After all, the people who fell down did not mean that they were all dead.
If Fan Wu wanted to kill all these people, he would have pulled out the Demon-Breaking Sword behind him long ago instead of using his bare hands.
Under his strong offensive, whether it was the court monks, the monks from any aristocratic family, or the court's army...
There is no one who is his enemy.
Such a scene made all the people in the imperial city of Shangwu Dynasty, the outermost group, stunned.
Who would have thought that they would see such a scene in their lifetime, which made them feel like they were dreaming.
Fan Wu, on the other hand, glanced at the ordinary people holding a variety of weapons with a look of disdain.
He grinned ferociously, and the terrifying murderous aura surged towards the surroundings, like a large ocean tide.
moment!
The people with weaker minds simply rolled their eyes and were stunned.
Like wheat being harvested, the people fell one after another.
All were frothing at the mouth.
Rolling his eyes wildly.
"Is this the method of that national master..."
Fan Wu didn't even feel happy. This feeling was like destroying an ant's nest casually. There was no feeling worth being excited about.