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Chapter twenty-eighth seven rampant

The three Sancai Xuanyang swords behind him were unsheathed at the same time. Zhuang Wudao flicked his fingers and tapped one of the swords.

The shrill and high-pitched sound of swords suddenly resounded throughout the entire venue, shocking the eardrums and completely covering up the voices of Gai Qiancheng.

Even I couldn't hear the words behind "Gai Qiancheng" clearly. I couldn't help but frown slightly, with a look of astonishment on my face.

"I'm talking to Shopkeeper Feng, and it's not your turn as a young inner disciple to interrupt."

Zhuang Wudao didn't even look at Gai Qiancheng, but continued to look at Feng Yu in front of him: "What do you think, Shopkeeper Feng? Whether we end it here today or fight with me, you can decide with your words."

"Chang Zhuang is going too far."

Feng Yu took a deep breath, without any smile on his face anymore, and said with a cold face: "If the Immortal Chief really wants to fight, I, Hai Tao Pavilion, will accompany me, even if I offend Li Chen, I will not hesitate to do it today.

, the fault is not mine, Haitao Pavilion, the reason is all the fault of Miss, she acted willfully and revealed her secrets——"

Before he finished speaking, there was another loud sound, completely covering up Feng Yu's voice. At this time, several people in Gai Qiancheng had already understood and sneered, making it impossible for them to say "

Can this cross "Shangxiao Yingyuan Cave's True Thunder Control Method" be useful? The matter here will sooner or later be brought to the law enforcement hall. Let's see if Zhuang Wudao can still suppress it.

When the harsh sound gradually dissipated, Zhuang Wudao's figure had slowly fallen from a height of twenty feet, and the murderous intent in his eyes had condensed into substance.

"In other words, you don't want to reconcile?"

After saying this, Zhuang Wudao took one last look at Nie Xianling in the pavilion. A trace of imperceptible pity flashed through, and then he returned to indifference. He looked down at everyone and said indifferently: "I don't care about you.

What is your plan, and what kind of crime do you want to frame my spiritual slave? As long as all the people in Haitao Pavilion here die, then there will be no evidence to prove it, right?"

All dead. Dead without evidence?

Feng Yu's eyes widened, full of astonishment. Does Zhuang Wudao know what he is talking about?

There are eight foundation-building and Qi-training monks here, and there are more than sixty people. This Zhuang Wudao, alone, dares to say that he wants to kill people and silence them?

But at the next moment, Zhuang Wudao's figure suddenly flickered. In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the foundation-building monk who had been injured by the stone puppet, brought up a series of afterimages, and then lightly struck out with a palm

The big falling monument was imprinted on this person's chest.

Six times the strength of the palm, the power of two hundred and forty elephants, suddenly erupted like fire and rushed into the body. The body of this early-stage foundation-building monk trembled, and then all the bones, flesh and bones in his body were shaken into powder, and he fell backwards.

It spread out in all directions and sprayed out ten feet away.

In front of the semi-colon of Haitao Pavilion, the entire street fell into silence. Almost all the monks looked at this scene in disbelief. The monks in the early stage of foundation construction were actually unable to block Zhuang Wudao's attack?

"This is?"

Gai Qiancheng's expression was also extremely solemn, and the previous confidence in his eyes was gone: "It's so fast——

"At least two hundred elephants -"

Yu Anjun practices the Nine Turns Xuanyang Kung and the Daozhen Ten Seals, which is also a form of external kung fu. He is particularly sensitive to the palm power of Zhuang Wudao. He knows that just this palm has exceeded his highest level.

The palm strength is at least 30%.

"Is this mystical magic power?"

If it weren't for mystical power, Yu Anjun wouldn't believe that Zhuang Wudao could display such rapid escape speed and exert such palm power as at least two hundred elephants.

"That's right, he wants to get the upper hand!"

Dong Lihan held the knife in his hand tightly, hiding the uneasiness in his heart. What surprised him was that when Zhuang Wudao used this palm, he did not find any signs of using mystical powers around Zhuang Wudao.

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Feng Yu's complexion was green and white, and his originally round face showed ferocious flesh, and the aura in his eyes shone three feet outside the pupils.

"You bastard, you dare to kill me as a worshiper in Haitao Pavilion. I think you are extremely brave."

With a loud roar, Feng Yu was like a wild boar in high-speed collision, heading straight towards Zhuang Wudao's position.

Every step caused the ground to shake endlessly, and a layer of red energy enveloped the whole body.

"You have slaughtered me, the Haitao Pavilion monk, again and again. Even if I kill you today, I don't expect that Master Jie Fa will have anything to say——"

Several foundation-building monks around him also had angry expressions on their faces at this moment, and they all took action. Several consecutive sword rays, as if they were racing, struck at Zhuang Wudao's neck and vitals.

Dozens of second-level yellow scarf warriors who were even bigger and taller than ten feet in height rose up from the ground one after another and grabbed the five stone fire warriors.

Several treasure lights in the sky covered the bright blue sky and crashed down suddenly.

However, Feng Yu's words stopped abruptly. Zhuang Wudao's figure flashed again and disappeared from everyone's eyes. A series of afterimages transformed, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of another foundation-building monk.

He still smashed the monument with a light palm, and shot forward. This person was not injured, and his reaction was much faster than the previous person. He drew out a twenty-four-level spiritual shield in time and blocked his body.

forward.

But with a muffled sound like beating leather, the spiritual shield was violently blown away. Before Zhuang Wudao could use his palm, he forcibly blasted half of the man's body into pieces. He was instantly shattered.

It is difficult to recover from the heavy damage, and the vitality is bleak.

As soon as this person died, nearly a quarter of the second-level yellow scarf warriors collapsed on the spot. The remaining ones were no match for those thunder and fire warriors.

Although the body of the second-level yellow scarf warrior is ten feet tall, his strength is not as strong as the eighty-image power of the thunder fire warrior. When his body moves, he becomes even more clumsy. In almost three strikes and five divided by two, he was smashed to pieces by the five thunder warriors.

More than half of it was scattered.

After Zhuang Wudao struck a palm, the figure left the spot and continued to use the magnetic escape method to shuttle between the numerous stone figures. This time, his target was indeed the person on the left.

The fifth-level building in the foundation building realm is in the middle stage of foundation building. However, due to the exercises he has practiced, his strength is that of the last one among the remaining six foundation builders.

The man also showed a bit of shock and fear. Without any hesitation, he retreated backwards towards Feng Yu. At the same time, he activated his spiritual skills and countless needle shadows flew into the air.

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"Unparalleled fate, flame rain and pear flowers"

The thousands of silver needle lights only stayed in the air for a moment before turning into fire. They absorbed all the true sun fire around them, and then struck like raindrops.

Zhuang Wudao did not dodge at all, and continued to pass through at high speed.

"I act recklessly"

Xing Wuji's fist intention enveloped his whole body. At this time, Zhuang Wudao had already completely mastered the magnetic energy of his body, which could be distributed throughout the body or concentrated on a certain part of the body.

And when the figure flashed and moved at high speed, those needle shadows that could really hit him were few and far between.

He forcibly shuttled through the needle shadows in the sky, and struck the person's chest with another sudden palm strike.

"Collapsing Mountain"

A strike from the palm first shattered the person's protective spiritual weapon, and then forced his arms away. Then, it struck the person in the chest with a devastating force.

This time, there was a crashing sound like a mountain shaking and an earthquake. Zhuang Wudao's palm force continuously shattered the four layers of body-protecting robes outside this person. Finally, all the remaining strength was exhausted, and he was unable to destroy this person.

Killed on the spot in the mid-base stage.

There was also a hint of surprise in Zhuang Wudao's eyes. He thought that every time he faced a battle, he would be very abnormal by wearing two layers of armor. But he didn't expect that there were people in this world who were more like a tortoise than him.

The four layers of body-protecting robes are all spiritual weapons of the twenty-fourth level of forbidden law. I don’t know where this person collected them.

However, the man was also so heavy that his whole chest collapsed. His figure rolled back and stood sixty feet away before he stood still again.

Blood was bleeding from all the orifices, and the skin all over the body was cracked in dozens of places under the impact of the palm power. The whole person looked like a bloody man, in a state of embarrassment. But after stabilizing his body, the man's eyes were about to burst, and he immediately

Just a roar.

"Three Hundred Elephants, please be careful, this guy's palm power is at least three Hundred Elephants'."

Feng Yu also frowned tightly. If he only had two hundred elephants, he could still look down upon him. He wouldn't put it in his eyes. He only had a headache for this person's ghost-like escape method. Three hundred elephants, but he was already there.

Within the scope that requires his best efforts.

In my heart, I just feel that it is extremely ridiculous, but those who are good at horizontal training and increasing external strength are often not as good as people in terms of speed and body skills.

For example, he is powerful and can crush people of the same level. However, any escape method he uses is one step slower than other monks, and he can only use spiritual weapons such as speed increase to make up for it.

However, this Zhuang Wudao completely broke the rules. Not only was he powerful enough to surpass many monks in the middle stage of foundation building, his escape method was also incredibly fast, unpredictable, and elusive.

He said that if all the people in Haitao Pavilion here were to die, then there would be no proof - this man's intention to kill people and silence them is probably true.

——This thought came out of his mind for some reason, and Feng Yu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

In the distance in front of him, Zhuang Wudao dodged again and arrived in front of another foundation-building enshrinement. But even if he and the others rushed with all their strength, they still couldn't catch up, and they couldn't match Zhuang Wudao's escape speed. Feng Yu

There was finally a hint of anxiety and hatred in his eyes, and murderous intent was blazing.

He knew that the man's name was Wangzhuang, and he had just entered the second level of foundation building. He was a casual cultivator, and he had joined Haitao Tower not long ago. His strength was not weak at all, but at this time, he had no decent spiritual treasure in his hands.

Sure enough, a moment later, Zhuang Wudao could only be seen in the distance, as if he was strolling in a courtyard, and fled to the front of Wangzhuang Mountain. He lifted his weight as if it was light, and waved out a light palm, causing the mountains and rivers to collapse.

Third person, rock split style

The palm power of seven times the two hundred and eighty elephants was overwhelming. When the palm came out, the man also retreated frantically, but he couldn't move faster than Zhuang Wudao.

The arms in front of him were broken and shattered the moment his palms came into contact. However, this man was extremely decisive and cut off his tail to survive. When Zhuang Wudao's palms were blocked, his figure flashed and escaped into the ground.

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