The remaining four Wu Pavilion disciples stopped in front of Zhou Yi, and the arrogance on their faces did not fade away at all, but instead became a little more angry.
Although Zhou Yi knocked two of them away without any effort, as disciples of the Wu Pavilion, they were not afraid. Instead, they were very annoyed by Zhou Yi because of embarrassment.
"You kid is really arrogant. Although we have given you immunity, you can't do it so hard."
"If you beat them up something, I promise you can't afford to take care of them. Please wait for me."
"I really think that the people in our Wu Pavilion can move at will?"
The disciples of Wu Pavilion threatened fiercely, and they still did not take Zhou Yi seriously at this moment.
The Divine Warriors? They have seen many of them.
Who is Zhou Yi?
Seeing the four Wu Pavilion disciples stopped Zhou Yi, Shen Lang quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Now we can have a good talk. I would have known that you would be so easy to appear."
"I won't have to force you to show up this morning. I'm having a car accident and burying explosives."
"A lot of people must have died, right?"
Shen Lang said the dead one by one very relaxedly, with a playful smile on his face, as if he was provoking Zhou Yi: "But I thought about it carefully, those people were not innocent, who let them go
They have something to do with you.”
Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes: "Do you know that you are seeking death?"
Looking at Zhou Yi's cold eyes, Shen Lang's face turned pale, then he glanced at the four Wu Pavilion disciples, and his heart was much more stable. He smiled sarcastically: "Do you want to kill me?"
"Do you dare?"
"I'm here waiting for you to move me."
It seemed that Zhou Yi was changing terrible. A disciple of Wu Pavilion said seriously: "Boy, be honest with me. With us, you can't even think of Mr. Shen."
"Now you have no immunity. We are the enemy of Wuge. Do you have the courage to do this?"
Zhou Yi had no expression on his face and said word by word: "I just said that my purpose of coming here is to kill Shen Lang. Anyone who stops me will be my enemy."
“Whoever you are, where you come from!”
A disciple of Wu Pavilion snorted coldly: "What nonsense? I'll just say one thing, I'm from Wu Pavilion, do you dare to touch me!"
Zhou Yi stepped in front of the speaker and kicked out at a speed that was hard to see from the naked eye: "So what if you move!"
Bang!
This Wu Pavilion disciple did not react at all and was kicked away by Zhou Yi for more than ten meters away.
A mouthful of blood was spurted out from the air, and his body slammed heavily on the floor like a cannonball, fainting directly.
The two of them just now were at least conscious after being beaten by Zhou Yi. This one fainted and didn't know what life or death was.
Seeing this scene, the whole audience was silent.
Everyone's face was filled with a look of horror, especially Kang Qian, who had just gotten up, his face turned pale at this moment. He wanted to tell Zhou Yi that the main palace of Wu Pavilion was here.
At this time, it is not a wise move to provoke Wu Pavilion.
However, Zhou Yi did not give him a chance to remind him, because after kicking this person away, Zhou Yi moved again.
"Just you want to stop me?"
Zhou Yi took another step forward and came to the three remaining people. At this time, the three Wu Pavilion disciples looked silly and their voices were not as confident as before: "You...what do you want to do..."
"We are from Wu Pavilion, you want to be enemies with Wu Pavilion..."
However, before he finished speaking, Zhou Yi slapped him: "Noisy."
"You guys can represent Wu Pavilion?"
"Also, if Wu Pavilion wants to stop me, so what if he is an enemy of them!"
Zhou Yi's figure was like the wind. With a few flashes, all the remaining Wu Pavilion disciples were kicked away by him and knocked down.
Shen Lang's face was pale at this time. He never expected that Zhou Yi was so bold that even the people from Wu Pavilion dared to move.
Now that the Master of Wu Pavilion has not arrived yet, if Zhou Yi continues to go crazy, wouldn’t he be very dangerous? Thinking of this, Shen Lang roared hysterically, for fear of being caught by Zhou Yi:
"Take me away quickly! The rest of the people stopped him!"
Although these subordinates of the Shen family are not strong, they are well-trained and have very strong execution.
Almost the moment Shen Lang's voice fell, two people were carrying Shen Lang's wheelchair one after another and running out.
The remaining dozen people rushed up to Zhou Yi.
These people are the most powerful than internal martial artists. They are lambs when facing Zhou Yi and the others, and they have no strength to resist at all.
After Zhou Yi easily dealt with the Shen family's subordinates, he looked at Shen Lang's escaped back and chased after him.
As soon as Shen Lang ran out, he saw Zhou Yi waiting for him in the yard, which made his face pale.
But soon Shen Lang's eyes lit up because he found an unexpected person in the yard.
Murong Feng.
"Brother Murong, save me quickly!" Shen Lang shouted excitedly, not paying attention to Murong Feng's condition at this time.
Murong Feng was about to leave, but he could only stop awkwardly when he heard this voice. His current condition was very miserable. If someone discovered it, it would be too embarrassing.
After Zhou Yi came here based on his guidance, he did not make things difficult for him. Murong Feng originally wanted to secretly look at the situation inside outside.
Who knew that in just a while, the person came out.
Murong Feng had no choice but to turn around and smile: "Mr. Shen, I can't help you. You'd better wait for my master."
Shen Lang was completely anxious: "How could you, aren't you the best disciple of Tiancheng Wu Pavilion? He is definitely not your opponent."
Murong Feng touched his head: "Young Master Shen is confused. The most outstanding disciple is not me, that is my senior sister."
This time, before Shen Lang spoke, a cold wind blew up and Zhou Yi appeared in front of him: "Stop shouting, he can't help you."
Shen Lang said unwillingly: "Brother Murong is the most outstanding disciple of Tiancheng Wu Pavilion, and you are definitely not his opponent."
Zhou Yi smiled faintly: "How do you think I came here? Who do you think the injury on Murong Feng's body was given by?"
Shen Lang was stunned for a moment. Only then did he see that although Murong Feng had been cleaned and there was no blood on his face, his red and swollen face was clearly visible: "How could this happen..."
"How could this happen? You should have thought of this when you decided to attack the people around me."
Zhou Yi's face began to become cold.
Bang bang!
First he slapped the last servant of the Shen family, and then picked up Shen Lang directly.
"Bang!"
Without any nonsense, Zhou Yi pressed Shen Lang's head against the wheelchair hard. The force was so strong that the solid wheelchair suddenly fell apart.
Blood emerged from Shen Lang's forehead.
A pig-killing scream rang out instantly.
"Ah, Zhou Yi, the master of Tiancheng Wu Pavilion will arrive soon. If you dare to touch me, he will never let you go." Shen Lang screamed with blood on his head.
Zhou Yi did not stop because of this, and picked up Shen Lang with his backhand: "Last time at the Peace Hotel, I have given you a chance and said that everything can be written off."
"So now we are calculating the new account."
"That was just now for the Tian Medical Center."
"There was a security guard who was beaten by your man."
"There are three more accounts left, and you are not going to pay it back."