Before, they only faced off against the three seventh-grade masters of the An family, but now they actually provoked Su Yun.
He sighed.
Others don't know Su Yun's strength, but he already knows something about it.
Before, when he went to send the letter of challenge to Zeng Ji, he saw that Su Yun easily withstood the impact of Zeng Ji's martial arts will contained in the font of the letter of challenge.
That kind of ability can only be achieved by a ninth-grade grandmaster.
He Gang went to provoke him, wasn't he seeking death?
Shi Hongbo was ready to issue a warning again.
But before he could speak, Su Yun had already laughed and said: "Master Shi Sect, before I start the battle with your Baji Sect, I will kill this fool first. Do you have any objection?"
The expression on Shi Hongbo's face froze, and he turned to look at Zeng Ji, who was still sitting cross-legged on the cliff.
But Zeng Ji still closed his eyes slightly and showed no reaction.
Shi Hongbo had no choice but to look away and said with a dry smile: "Mr. Su, please."
On the other side, He Gang was furious when he heard this: "You bastard! You just got lucky and got the inheritance from ancient cultivators, so you gained strength easily, and you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. Let me tell you,
A true martial arts master has gone through countless battles..."
Su Yun didn't bother to listen to the other party's verbosity.
"You talk too much!"
Su Yun didn't make any unnecessary movements, just a simple punch.
However, when he punched out, he immediately gathered an extremely domineering punching intention.
The energy surges, like a dragon sweeping across.
Everyone could see that a powerful force tore through the airflow and drew a terrifying rainbow in the void.
As soon as this punch was fired, the colors of all the masters from various martial arts sects and aristocratic families in the arena suddenly changed.
powerful!
Too strong!
Just the majesty and condensation of that powerful force are beyond the reach of ordinary masters.
This is the level of a ninth-grade grandmaster.
Even Zeng Ji, who was sitting cross-legged on the cliff, felt something and suddenly opened his eyes.
"No!"
In an instant, He Gang's face turned extremely pale.
He only knew that Su Yun had killed Mu Tianhong and was stronger than ordinary martial arts masters, but he never expected that Su Yun was so strong.
He let out a violent roar like a beast and stretched out his hands to block the punch.
But he overestimated himself.
Just as soon as they made contact, the force of Su Yun's punch was as powerful as a bamboo, crushing all He Gang's defensive methods.
Bang!
He Gang was hit by the punch, and his whole body was instantly torn to pieces.
Blood splattered and blood clots flew everywhere.
A master of the eighth level of martial arts died miserably on the spot without surviving a single move.
There was silence in the venue.
Huang Huayun of the Xingyi Huang Sect, the previous headmaster of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, the old head of the Chen clan of Tai Chi, and several other ninth-grade great masters all had extremely solemn expressions.
If they had looked down upon Su Yun, a junior, before, thinking that he was just a lucky guy who met by chance, they no longer had such thoughts.
The punch just now seemed simple, but it contained the martial arts skills that had been refined over time and could not be punched with just strength.
If they were to take action, I'm afraid it would be nothing more than that.