Bawumen Martial Arts Hall.

In just a few minutes, warriors began to arrive in a steady stream.

The collapsed gate, the plaques were taken off, and the depressed aura in the martial arts hall shocked the warriors who came to watch the battle.

He is young and frivolous, domineering,

Or have absolute confidence?

In the entire martial arts hall, there was no one talking in the huge hall, and the quiet needle could be heard.

Both of them were staring at the venue wearing red Taoist robe and leaning on the martial arts hall plaque, sitting in the venue with a big golden sword, closing their eyes, ignoring everyone's attention and discussion, waiting quietly, but exuding invisible pressure and full of solemnity.

“Get out of here.”

Huang Zhong came with a group of disciples from the Bawu Sect and came in a fierce manner.

Breaking the silence of the scene.

The crowd immediately separated and gave way.

"Owner."

At the same time, from the martial arts hall, a group of warriors wearing instructor uniforms surrounded by an old man with a strong and handsome face, who was suddenly the owner of the Wumen in Lingyun City, Liu Zuo.

At this moment, it happened to be the one-hour time limit that Wang Yu said.

This is certainly no coincidence.

Liu Zuo and Huang Zhong looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Are you the curator?"

Wang Yu slowly opened his eyes, as if a crystal light flashed across his eyes, and his cold eyes fell directly on Liu Zuo and Huang Zhong, and asked.

"It's. Young man, do you know what you're doing?"

"Don't you know? I'll tell you."

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes and did not give Liu Zuo and Huang Zhong any time to react. He suddenly stood up and punched the plaque of the martial arts hall into pieces.

Yes, it's the slag, not the hole that penetrates!

The audience burst into exclamations, and many young martial arts disciples covered their mouths...

The arrival of the master also had a trembling look, and his eyes were filled with horror when he looked at Wang Yu.

No real fluctuations,

There is absolutely no fluctuation in the true essence!

How did Wang Yu bombard the plaque with one punch?

This is unscientific!

After all, it is necessary to break through if you want to fight.

But without the real energy to be released, just a punch of physical strength, it actually bombarded the plaque into a slag. This is very strange!

"It's impossible to be good."

The destruction of the plaque shows Wang Yu's determination.

There is no room for maneuver, only war!

Kicking a hall is an act permitted by the rules. A kicker can only defeat the opponent, not kill or be disabled. However, a kicker can seriously injure and disable the person's cultivation, and whether he fights alone or beats the opponent in groups, it is within the rules.

This is a deliberate constraint on the kicker.

Just keep a breath!

Otherwise, it would be human or not, and I would be afraid that I would dare to play in the restaurant.

It is precisely because of this that although Wang Yu can kill two masters, Liu Zuo and Huang Zhong with one sword, and the teaming of external disciples and masters, it may not be possible to take down Wang Yu, but he is not afraid of Wang Yu.

"Little bastard, I really don't know who gives you the confidence. I dare to challenge our Bawu Sect! Let me tell you, today, you are dead! The disciples of Bawu Sect obey orders and take them one by one, and they will grind him to death even if they grind him!"

Huang Zhong said sternly.

What I said obviously means I don’t even want my face.

Backbone? Sorry, under the premise of being unsure, what they want now is to hire time and use the rules, and at best they can get beaten. Just wait for the arrival of Tian Zhenlong, a master sent by the headquarters of the Southern Province, to arrive.

Tian Zhenlong, the peak of level A, is the existence of the peak of the master.

The martial arts masters in the Southern Province are ranked among the top 100, and they are relatively high-ranking top experts!

Wang Yu frowned slightly, and when a D-level outer disciple jumped out tremblingly, he said coldly: "Depend time? Idiot, I'm here to kick the hall. Do you think it's a duel? Let's come one by one..."

Swish!

Wang Yu moved, ignoring the D-level warrior who jumped out, and instantly rushed to Huang Zhong and slapped it out!

Huang Zhong was so cool that he was scolding a bastard just now. He believed that Wang Yu was going to suffer today. How could he think of Wang Yu's fighting style without any birds at all, and he just attacked him?

And his strength is far inferior to Mo Yuan...

Without any suspense, he was directly slapped by Wang Yu. He swung 1080-degree hot wheels and flew ten meters away and fell to the ground. His head was lying on the ground, his head was bleeding and his teeth were spitting out more than ten. He was lying on the ground and trying to struggle, his arms, legs, and ribs actually had heart-wrenching pain, and his bones were shattered, making people feel a toothache sound...

Huang Zhong was like a plaque, slapped on his face, but his bones were shattered all over his body!

He fainted like mud.

"boom!"

The owner of the museum, Liu Zuo, was shocked, suddenly bounced away, and the protective energy rose out. With a "clang", he also pulled out a samurai sword emitting a cold light. He held his hands and stared at Wang Yu in a tight manner, and was ready to go. At the same time, he ordered in panic:

"Go, let me go!"

Although dozens of outer disciples were frightened, they had to go there at this moment.

It spread out with a rush, surrounding Wang Yu like a tide, constantly moving, changing his pace, obviously a training combination of formations.

Everyone also held a bright RB samurai sword in their hands!

A cold smile appeared on Wang Yu's lips.

He swung his body and took action again. With his bare hands, he was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.

The skill of snatching the blade with bare hands is fully demonstrated!

What shocked everyone even more was that

Wang Yu's combat skills are extremely simple and cruel, without any unnecessary movements. Any part of his body is the sharpest chest, hands, feet, elbows, knees, legs, head...

One by one, they screamed and flew backwards, falling to the ground.

Some of them really fainted, and some of them were afraid of pretending to faint, and no one knew it.

But there is no doubt that they are all similar to Huang Zhong, with legs, scaffolds, hands and ribs not constantly. Even if they don’t faint, it will be difficult to get up and fight.

"young people……"

Liu Zuo retreated in horror and said sternly: "Don't go too far! The masters of our Nan Provincial Headquarters will arrive soon. If you don't want to die, you will admit defeat. Now you kneel down and beg for mercy. Our Bawumen may even open the door..."

"I've lived a long life, and I'm still young. What's the right to be a person in front of me? I'm not arrogant at all. Do you look at me like someone who will be threatened?"

Wang Yu approached step by step.

"Don't come over!"

Liu Zuo held the knife in both hands and looked at Wang Yu. Although the aura emitted was extremely shocking, as the director of the martial arts center, he was obviously a master of level A. However, when facing Wang Yu, who could not see the realm at all, the feeling brought to him was endless terrifying and unfathomable!

Only by truly facing it can you know that it is not the stupidity of Mo Yuan and the ancestor of the Lu family, but the invisible pressure, like a mountain, so stressed that it was so stressful that it could not breathe.

Be afraid before fighting!

Bang!

Wang Yu approached step by step, and Liu Zuo was sweating profusely, his whole body trembled more and more violently. Before Wang Yu could take action, the sword fell to the ground with his hands.

A crisp and loud slap sounded.

Liu Zuo screamed in a shrill voice and walked into the footsteps of Huang Zhong.

“Have you seen enough yet?”

Wang Yu turned around slowly, his eyes were as calm as water, and he looked at the direction of the gate of the martial arts hall and said coldly.

"Ba!Ba!Ba..."

A figure appeared strangely in everyone's sight, clapping gently, with a faint smile on his face, his eyes deep, staring straight at Wang Yu, and slowly walking towards the martial arts hall.

"Tian Zhenlong!"

"It turned out to be him?"

Hurry!

Among the masters who had already arrived, many old men showed horrified eyes when they saw the visitor.

Especially the deacons of the Three Valleys, Four Sects and Five Sects, and the old men from major martial arts forces, they are obviously familiar with the people coming.

"The Southern Province Master List ranked 32nd, and was promoted to the peak of the master ten years ago. There has been no news of him taking action for a long time. Otherwise, his ranking would definitely be higher!"
To be continued...