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Chapter 207 Killing the Quartet Wei Canglin

"Whoever wants to kill me, come forward." Pojun continued, "I will fight!"

However, no one stepped forward.

Pojun's tone was aggravated, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring: "Who wants to kill me!"

For a moment, the cliff was terriblely quiet, and no one dared to be the first to stand out.

Even they didn't know why, but they were actually scared by Po Jun's words.

Seeing this, the Wu family leader was anxious and turned to Master Feng and said, "Master Feng, don't you care about your spiritual group?"

Master Feng said: "Our Ling Group always uses facts as the basis and law as the criterion for handling cases. The body has not been seen yet, so people cannot be arrested casually."

The head of the Wu family was so angry that he almost blew his beard.

Why didn't you say that when you beat someone seriously injured?

This old slim guy is so smart that he refuses to take action easily.

He used the method of provoking and pretending to be indignant and said, "I thought the spirit group had always been fair and just, but I didn't expect that I would bow to the evil forces!"

He looked around and shouted: "You see, the spirit group is like this. What qualifications do you have to convince the public?"

"Random!" Grandmaster Feng's voice was sharp, and a powerful pressure came towards him.

He groaned and threw himself to the ground.

"Have you forgotten that the master cannot be humiliated?" Grandmaster Feng said coldly.

The head of the Wu family gritted his teeth and said, "Your spiritual group bullies others with power! How can you convince the public?"

Everyone dared not to confront Pojun, but they dared to confront the spirit group because the spirit group is an official institution and should pay attention to the influence.

"Your spiritual team dare not arrest Pojun, but injured the Wu family leader. It can be seen that they are those who deceive the good and fear the evil!"

"The spirit group is just like this. I will never believe in the spirit group again in the future!"

"A spiritual group like this is not worthy of being the leader of psychics and warriors!"

Everyone shouted loudly, and Grandmaster Feng's face became more and more gloomy.

Captain Cheng knew that he had a bad temper and hurriedly said, "Director Feng, please calm down!"

Master Feng clenched his fists, and the position of director of the spirit group was both power and shackles.

If he were just an ordinary master, who would have dared to talk to him in this tone, he would have slapped the other party to death with a palm.

He looked at Po Jun, and it seemed that he would not be able to take action today.

At this moment, Pojun spoke.

"You guys, you are obviously coveting treasures, but you want to force others to deal with me. Talking to you is really dirty my tongue." He said coldly, "It's a man, just do it yourself, don't pretend.

grandson!"

These words made everyone feel bloody and some people blushed on their faces.

"I'll fight you!" Someone shouted.

The person who spoke was a bald man, very tall, carrying a giant axe on his shoulders, and his face was fierce.

"I want you to know that warriors are not cowards!"

Po Jun said: "Okay! Be a man! It turns out that I still have good men in Yanxia."

"I'll fight you too!" someone said again.

For a moment, more than 20 people stood up.

Po Jun said: "Is there any?"

No one spoke, Po Jun sneered: "There are three hundred and twenty people coming today, and there are only twenty who have the courage to fight me? Are there no one in Yanxia?"

Still no one spoke.

"Since that's the case, you can go together." Po Jundao said to the more than 20 people, "For your courage, I can spare your lives."

"Arrogant!" The bald strong man roared, suddenly stood up, and rushed towards him.

More than 20 other people also yelled and rushed over. For a moment, sand and stones flew away, and the palm wind gusts.

Pojun clenched his fist with his right hand, faced everyone, and punched him hard.

The fist wind suddenly came out, destroying and destroying.

boom!

All the attacks were crushed, and the chests of those people collapsed, and even their facial features were deformed by the huge fist wind.

With just one move, he defeated more than 20 masters.

"Who else?" Po Jun shouted, his murderous aura filled his body, as if it was substance.

Someone shouted, "I don't believe that he can beat all of us!"

Everyone moved, roaring like thunder, which shocked the animals in the mountains and forests to flee.

Po Jun drew a Yin-Yang Bagua diagram in the air with both hands. The phantom of the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram turned and bursts of golden light appeared.

Everyone felt that there was only a Yin-Yang map left in front of them. The Yin-Yang fish were rotating continuously, and even their spiritual consciousness was affected.

The attack in his hand hit the Yin-Yang diagram, sucked in suddenly, and then suddenly popped up and hit them back.

For a moment, the masters who fell from the air scattered all over the ground as if it was raining.

Pojun is indeed as his name is, he can defeat ten thousand troops.

Wei Canglin put his hands behind his back again, looked at everyone with cold eyes, and said, "Who else?"

No one spoke, only a group of people were left lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

At this time, Grandmaster Feng spoke: "I'll fight with you."

Wei Canglin said: "Master Feng, I don't want to hurt you. You and I have no grudges in the past today, so why bother to hurt the harmony?"

Master Feng said: "Boy, it seems that you are really arrogant. Do you think you can run rampant by defeating these shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

Wei Canglin shook his head and said, "Since you want to fight, I will fight with you in the last battle."

He made an action and said, "Please."

Grandmaster Feng was very unhappy. This kid was too arrogant. His behavior seemed to be able to crush him casually.

Master Feng said: "Okay, I'll learn about your skills today."

He jumped up and stood on a welcoming pine tree on the cliff, standing opposite Wei Canglin.

He made a starting move, and the wind around him changed, as if it was carried by his palm wind and wrapped around his arms.

"Boy, eat my palm!" He waved his palm, and the wind was as sharp as a knife, cutting off half of the branches and grass around him. The broken leaves and weeds were flying in the air, all turning into sharp ones.

The blades stabbed Wei Canglin together.

When the people below saw this, they all secretly said in their hearts that they are worthy of being the master, and they are extraordinary when they take action.

Wei Canglin said: "The Feng Zhuang Feng Palm of the martial arts family, Feng's family, is indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, even though he is a master, he is still just an ordinary person after all."

He suddenly punched, and the fist wind turned into a giant beast in the air, roared and slapped Grandmaster Feng's palm.

boom!

A violent explosion sounded in the air, and the huge light shone brightly.

Grandmaster Feng was shocked and felt a powerful force coming towards him.

He immediately retreated, but was still swept by the force, his chest churned, his throat was sweet, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

But he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood.

If he vomited blood in front of so many people, the Grandmaster's face would be completely gone.
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