"Boom!"
In people's eyes, Wang Xu, like the same demon God, was destroyed everywhere he passed, whether it was houses, plants or trees.
"It's not human at all, is it?"
Someone swallowed his saliva and said, shivering.
Few of the martial arts people present have seen the hand of the Xiantian martial arts master. Most of them have no idea about Xiantian. But this does not hinder their awe of Wang Xu, just because Huang Changtian, who is also the "garbage" of the congenital master, makes a comparison!
"Xiantian martial arts master... Where the hell can this be done by Xiantian martial arts master?" The moon in the palace of longevity was full of rude remarks, and her pretty face was pale.
"This guy is so terrible. Do I really want to be his maid?"
At this time, if Zhang gongfeng and others come back to life and see this scene, they may regret their own intestines. Can they covet such a powerful existence? They're really dead!
Outside the crowd, ye Cangqing's grandson, who was attracted by the huge fighting between Wang Xu's two sides, was also shocked.
"Grandfather, little brother, is he... So powerful?"
Ye Qinglan a pair of eyes stare to slip round, inhale air conditioning to ask a way: "grandfather, even if it is you, afraid all is not his match."
"Well, we underestimated people before." Ye Cangqing sighed. Although he didn't admit it, his face was all moved.
"Xiaoyou is so powerful that we don't need to help at all. It's us that make things complicated!"
As a master of martial arts and Taoism who has been famous for decades, ye Cangqing can naturally see that the powerful fight is Wang Xu's one-sided pursuit, and Huang Changtian's escape from the beginning to the end. However, there is no doubt that soon, once Huang Changtian makes a mistake, he will be caught by Wang Xu. It is a matter of whether he will die or not.
What makes ye Cangqing even more shocked is that Huang Changtian, a new talent, may win, and it's easy to win. But if Wang Xu, he will also lose!
"No, maybe it's polite to lose, I'm likely to die..." ye Cangqing thought, and her eyes became more and more dignified.
This time, he crossed half of China and came to the wind house of Mordor from the northwest. It was because of Feng's heartless invitation that he came to help Feng mercilessly stabilize the internal chaos of the wind house.
Originally, ye Cangqing didn't worry much, but when he saw Wang Xu, his brows were locked tightly.
If Wang Xu is the enemy
Fengjia, it's over!
"The wind ruthless bastard has never appeared. As an old friend, I can't watch the wind family come to an end. Now I have to win over Wang Xiaoyou for him."
Ye Cangqing thinks so, but he doesn't know that the relationship between Feng Qingren and Wang Xu may be closer than that with him.
At the same time, all the Huang family members were staring at the battlefield. Everyone hoped that Huang Changtian would turn defeat into victory. Otherwise, they were afraid that the evil capital Huang family would be finished.
When the master of the family dies, the eldest grandson of the golden sword also dies. Without the suppression of the congenital experts, the inheritance of the next generation is cut off. There are so many people who have old feuds with the Huang family outside, can they not be punished?
Only Scutellaria baicalensis Georgi was holding her hands tightly. Although her eyes were anxious, there was no hope that Huang Changtian would turn defeat into victory. On the contrary, with a faint excitement and excitement, she seemed to very much hope that Huang Changtian would die on the spot.
"I got you at last!"
At this time, in the ruins, a plain voice came out, and a pale golden palm suddenly emerged, holding Huang Changtian's neck with an absolutely unquestionable hegemony.
"It's over!"
There was a sudden tremor in the hearts of countless people.
All the people subconsciously hold their breath and stare at the owner of the hand. Wang Xu grabs Huang Changtian's neck with one hand, just like a chicken. Huang Changtian's face is gray, but he doesn't struggle at all.
"Boom!"
The next moment, Huang Changtian was hard pressed on the ground by this hand, the earth trembled, Huang Changtian's whole body bone inch by inch broken, between the mouth and nose is all blood.
This did not stop, followed by a foot to step again, Huang Changtian's whole person was deeply stepped into the ground, can not help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, actually lying there like a dead dog.
"I said, why do you... Want to die?"
Wang Xu stepped on Huang Changtian's chest, looked down at each other, his eyes were indifferent. Except for the palm print of his vest, his clothes were not damaged at all, as if the fierce battle had not left a trace.
Dead silence!
There was only Wang Xu's faint voice left in the audience, and everyone dared not breathe. No one, no matter Yewu, Changsheng hall, Nanyun Chonggu, the major families, or even Fengjia, dares to speak out.
Huang Changtian, the master of the Huang family, is a great master of martial arts. He is as weak as a chicken or a dog in Wang Xu's hands. Who dares to underestimate Wang Xu at this time? Who dares to stir up the tiger's power?
"I, i... I beg for mercy!"
Huang Changtian reluctantly raised his head. His eyes were filled with resentment and hatred, but then all of them were occupied by fear. His lips trembled and he admitted defeat. Wang Xu's terror has gone far beyond Huang Changtian's imagination. The hatred of his eldest grandson and the honor and disgrace of his face are all empty at this time.
At this time, Huang Chang's naive desire to lead all this Huang Tian to live to death, but what he hates more is still Wang Xu.
"As long as I don't die, soon, soon! Soon! I'll make sure you don't have a place to die when you're ready for the wind blade! "
Huang Changtian's eyes are full of fear, and a touch of resentment flashed quickly.
In his opinion, no matter how strong Wang Xu's strength is, it can't change his character as a young man. Young people are unstable. If he is held by his master of martial arts, he will soon be overjoyed.
"Huang Changtian asked for mercy..."
The eyes of countless people were shocked, and the silence around them was even worse. They were in awe. Even a master of martial arts in heaven begged for mercy, and they had to raise their heart to their throat?
"Beg for mercy? Is there something wrong with your ears? What I just said is in vain? " Wang Xu pulled out a sneer from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold.
The next moment, he made a sudden effort under his feet. Before Huang Changtian could react, he crushed his chest with one foot. All his sternum was broken and his heart was completely destroyed.
"I said to kill you, when I was joking?"
With indifference, Wang Xu raised his foot, but he didn't look at his eyes. Huang Changtian turned and left.
Only left behind the ruins, there is a dull crowd.
In the endless silence, I don't know how many people can't help recalling what Wang Xu has been doing all the time. From the beginning to the end, Wang Xu seems to have been acting in a high profile and not afraid of anyone. But most of them judge people by their appearance, by their name, by their momentum and by their background.
No one ever thought that this would be the end.
"He, no one can compare... Shoulder!"
Someone almost moaned out a word.
For a moment, the silence was even worse.