Wu Yong discovered the location around the town and could indeed find the traces left by the formation.
No wonder even his own Chaos God can't find traces of others.
Now Wu Yong did not dare to despise Du Xian.
Look at it through his means.
Not only is this person a master of lowering his head, he is also very likely to know Taoism.
The strength cannot be underestimated.
"Okay, I'll go over and take a look!"
Wu Yong said in a deep voice and hung up the phone.
Keep driving forward.
Came near the town.
Du Xian's dull voice came: "Senior Wu, it's been a long time, please come in."
In front of the town, a ripple rippled.
It's like a curtain opening.
Leave a passage for Wu Yong.
Through the passage, Wu Yong could see a bald man standing in front of him.
It was his men who were defeated.
Disciple of Master Du Xian——Wang Ya.
Wang Ya waved to Wu Yong with a relaxed smile on his face: "Senior Wu, we meet again. Master sent me to pick you up. Please come in."
snort.
Wu Yong snorted.
Get off the car and walk through the passage.
After he entered, the passage suddenly closed.
From the outside, the town still looks empty.
But the scene inside is completely different.
Except Wang Yamen.
There are still more than twenty people waiting for him.
They were either standing on the roof or high up.
Looking down at Wu Yong.
"Haha, is that Senior Wu from China?"
"So young."
"It's definitely not easy to kill Yu Benlei."
Everyone discussed.
They are all disciples of Master Du Xian and are senior to Wang Ya.
Their strength is comparable to that of a half-step master.
Two of them already have strength comparable to that of the Grandmaster.
They both know kung fu and know how to lower their heads.
If you meet an ordinary martial arts master, the opponent will also feel a headache.
But what was standing in front of them at this time.
It is Wu Yong who has achieved the realm of gods.
They pointed and made comments, which made Wu Yong very unhappy.
"Everyone, get down here!"
Wu Yong raised his hand and struck out with a chop.
Hula.
The tyrannical energy is like overwhelming mountains and oceans.
Rush towards the people on the walls and rooftops.
"Oh, you dare to be so arrogant to us in my master's formation! Watch your moves!"
The two dozen or so people seemed to have been prepared.
They instantly overlapped and formed some kind of formation.
The person at the top muttered something.
Looking at a finger with one hand.
"The world is infinite, the power of the formation is broken!"
Wow.
A strong wind blew through the air.
Suddenly, it condensed into countless sharp wind blades.
It hit Wu Yong.
Wu Yong's Overlapping Waves Slash was just in time to catch him.
Both sides went through a stranglehold.
The wind blade actually broke through all the stacking waves and rushed towards Wu Yong with its residual power.
"Gah ga ga, you still want to win against us in our formation, it's a fool's dream!" The crowd burst into laughter, as if they already had a chance to win.
snort.
Wu Yong sneered at this.
"I just slapped a hand casually, you really think you can block me, just look at my 80% skill!"
As he said that, he struck out with another palm.
Or chop with waves.
But this time Wu Yong used 80% of his strength.
A force dozens of times stronger than before roared out.
The wind blade struck by the opponent was like a piece of paper, vulnerable to a blow after hitting the overlapping waves.
Destroyed in an instant.
They were horrified and chanted the curse again.
But it was too late, Wu Yong's overlapping waves were better than one wave after another.
With a bang.
Blow them away.
Puff puff puff.
More than twenty people were spitting blood at the same time.
His face was full of surprise.
"So...so strong..."
"Is this the power that is close to the divine realm..."
Only then did they realize that the gap between themselves and Wu Yong was as big as heaven and earth.
Not of the same magnitude at all.
They even have an illusion.
Even their master, Master Du Xian, may not be Wu Yong's opponent.
When Wang Yamen saw this, he secretly complained in his heart: "Master, Master, I have warned you countless times, but you may still underestimate the enemy."
Hahaha.
Du Xian's dull sneer came from the air again: "Senior Wu's strength is indeed well-deserved. These disciples of mine are not overestimating their abilities. I'd like you to teach them on your behalf."
Wu Yong said: "You're welcome, if it's inconvenient for you, I can help kill them."
There was an air of hostility in these words.
After hearing this, Du Xian's disciples shivered in fear and shrank back one after another.
Du Xian hummed: "Your Excellency is interested, but that's not necessary. I think you should come over quickly and meet your two good friends. They miss you very much."
Seeing him, he brought Ye Zhiqiu and Mo Sheng out to threaten them.
Wu Yong snorted.
He said to Wang Yamen: "Lead the way."
Wang Yalian claimed that it was.
Walking in front, he led Wu Yong through several streets of the town and arrived at the large square in the center.
There is a stage in the square.
There are two tables on the stage.
Sitting at a table were Ye Zhiqiu and Mo Sheng.
Both of them were tied up.
There was still a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth.
Seeing Wu Yong coming, they struggled hard and tried to say something.
"You two, there's no need to struggle. Just watch." There was a skinny man sitting on the table next to him.
His forehead is extremely high, his eye sockets are deep-set, and he has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
Once you see it, you won't forget it.
His voice is very familiar to Wu Yong.
It is none other than the legendary Master Du Xian.
Du Xian smiled evilly and stared at Wu Yong: "Senior Wu, after a long absence, I finally see you face to face, the legendary first person under the realm of gods."
Wu Yong chuckled.
Didn't answer his words.
Instead, he said directly: "I have no grudge against you. Your apprentice poisoned me for no reason and has been punished by me. Now let go of my friend. I don't have to worry about you too much, otherwise
You will bear my wrath."
Master Du Xian's mouth curved in a playful manner.
He shook his head gently at Wu Yong.
"Your Excellency is wrong. There is no enmity between you and me. If we really talk about it, we do have some connections."
Snap.
He clapped his hands and shouted: "Old friend, you don't have to hide, come out and meet me."
Following his words.
Squeak.
The small door next to the stage opens.
A black figure flashed out.
This is a man.
His beard and hair are all white.
Very tall and tall.
His eyes are as sharp as a hawk.
Wu Yong instinctively felt that this person was a bit familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
"How are you doing, Senior Wu? Do you feel a little familiar?"
Du Xian stood up and said with a smile: "Let me introduce to you. This is your old friend Ma Tianying, the sibling brother of Ma Tianying, the leader of the Ghost Witch Clan. The world only knows Ma Tianying a few years ago.
He became a master and became famous in the world, but few people know that his brother Ma Tianlong is several times stronger than him. He was already half-step to the divine realm many years ago, and he once secretly fought with Yu Benlei without losing!"