Chapter 25 One Force Be Four

The figure flew like smoke, and was light and restrained. It was as light as a fallen leaf, but it was as fast as an arrow. In a short moment, it rushed through the interception of a group of monks under the high platform and flew under the high platform.

The body is as straight as a sword, with handsome eyebrows and a resolute look. It is Wu Pengwei.

"Miao Wu, take your life."

The fire tiger in Wu Pengwei's hand shook, and the infinite purple and gold light burst out from the blade, which fell to the ground with the shock of a monk behind him.

He looked cold, changed his previous indifference, and stared at the gorgeous monk in white on the high platform.

"Miao Wu, do you know this person?" Wu Wang frowned. Qianfoshan Huayan Dharma Association is used to entertain elite monks. Most of the strength of these people is around the martial arts, no less than hundreds of people. Among them, the best has reached the primary level of killing thousands of people, but why can't they stop a young man in the south of the Yangtze River with a knife?

Especially the twelve black jade arhats guarding the ten world, all of them have been quenched by the light of King Kong, and they are all talented. Their talents are excellent, and their individual strength has the realm of ten thousand enemies. Twelve people have trained from childhood to large, and they have a tacit understanding. There is also a set of joint "Demon Killing Array". How can they easily make this small Did you break in?

Wuwang really can't figure it out, and his face is also pale.

The few martial arts gates in the world were broken in by a perverted boy. No one could look good at this time.

How did he know that at this moment, outside the black jade archway, the twelve black arhats are standing against a man who looks exactly like Wu Pengwei, with his swords drawn. The distance between the two sides is only 30 meters, which is the best distance to fight.

However, the prominent figures under the Red Buddha will naturally not know this strange scene.

Wu Pengwei's eyes were like iron, and he stepped on the high platform step by step.

Every step he took, his anger was blazing, but the more angry he was, the calmer his face was. After nearly ten steps under the high platform, his face was already as calm as water.

This calmness contains a terrible destructive power.

Miao Wu just glanced at Wu Pengwei, and then replied respectfully to Wu Wang, "Master, I don't know this person."

Hearing this, Wu Pengwei smiled.

"Miao Wu, take your life."

It seemed that a few words came out of the teeth, and the anger broke out all over the sky.

But at this time, four middle-aged monks of different heights flashed in the four corners under the high platform. These monks wore yellow brocade jackets and had great majesty and different postures. They sat, stood and lay, suspended in the four corners of the high platform. The power of qi and blood surged like the tide, making Wu Pengwei is almost difficult to move.

"Bunble"

"Confused"

"Looking for death"

"Confession"

Four completely different voices came from all directions of heaven and earth, like thunder, with the power of qi, blood and pressure as vast as the sea, like a huge snet. The prey to be slaughtered in the center of the tnave is Wu Pengwei.

Duan Jiuyou on the high platform changed his color and said secretly, "No, it's the four King Kongs of the Killing Sect. These four people have the power of masters. They are all the figures who used to dominate one side. Wu Xiaozi is dead but no life."

Fang Ling's face was even more shocked. He couldn't say a word. He just held Duan Jiuyou's arm tightly and asked anxiously, "Brother Duan, what should I do? Save Mr. Wu."

Duan Jiuyou's eyes were unprecedentedly dignified, but he turned his head and said to the suzerain of the Killing Sect, "Wuwang suzerain, this son is from the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance. Don't treat him so kindly."

Wuwang smiled disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter. I just let Faxiang and others test his strength. You don't have to be nervous."

After saying that, Wu Wang did not give Duan Jiuyou the opportunity to continue to ask. He lifted his robe and turned to the seat on the high platform.

Before Duan Jiuyou, there was a wonderful face as indifferent as ice and snow.

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Under the high platform, the pressure is like mountains and seas, fiercely suppressing Wu Pengwei in the center of the net, as if to crush him all over, and there is no crushed bone residue left.

In the face of the power of mountains and seas, Wu Pengwei smiled coldly, with a dazzling golden light like a flame all over his body, and said faintly.

"Well, it's all his mother's bullshit."

The golden light tore the net, like a smoky fire, rising to the sky, declaring the first attack of the Four King Kongs invalid.

"Good boy, how dare you be so presumptuous that you don't kneel down and give in."

The speaker was a particularly tall monk. He held a staff made of fine steel. He was empty, and the air suddenly burst like a cobweb. The tall monk took a step in the west, crossed the steps a hundred steps away, swept out a trace, and appeared straight in front of Wu Pengwei, and hit out with a stick.

When this stick was struck out, the sound of the landslide and tsunami exhaled and exploded in Wu Pengwei's ear.

Wu Pengwei didn't even raise his head. He stabbed out silently, which was three inches on the lower left side of the staff.

This knife is not fancy, and even the power of qi and blood is not strong, but the victory is extremely fast. When it touches the body of the stick, the power of qi and blood covering the scabbard suddenly bursts.

The tall Dharma can change his face slightly and can't help taking a step back.

His stick was originally a random blow, with a lot of flaws. He only used four points of strength. It should be a problem to take down a boy who kills a thousand people. But who knows, the other party actually hit the flaw of the stick as soon as he took action, which made him have to turn around.

This small step is nothing in the competition between masters. Knowing how to advance and retreat is the king of fighting.

But the tall monk is the core disciple of the second generation of the Killing Sect, the first-class master of the realm of the master, and one of the four commandments of the world's famous Killing Sect, but he was forced to retreat half a step by an unknown boy and the younger generation. What is his face?

Fa Neng was furious, and the fine steel staff in his hand raised a circle of shadows, like a pan-blue wave, and smashed down at Wu Pengwei.

But Wu Pengwei disappeared strangely. The next moment, he appeared behind Dharma Energy, silently.

"How dare you, you bastard."

A high-sounding voice sounded again. A fat monk emptied down from the south corner, and the fat purple gold Buddha bowl in his hand fell as a hood. There was a golden light in the Buddha bowl, which was like a dream, blocking the space within two meters of Wu Pengwei's side.

Wu Pengwei didn't even look at it, and his whole body was covered with golden light like a flame, bursting.

"Red Gold Flash"

The next moment, Wu Pengwei's figure had appeared two meters away, just avoiding the cover range of the Buddha's bowl.

The Buddha's bowl failed, and the fat face of the Dharma phase was also stunned. I didn't expect that the other party would have such a fast burst method, which could speed up in an instant and rush out in advance when his own qi and blood attack was about to condense into a net.

It's very weird.

"Kid, you'd better step back.

In the north corner, a half-lying monk suddenly turned around. His eyes had not been opened, but the void stretched out.

"The Mysterious Technique of Earth-Awakening of Arhat"

Just like the arhats waking up, the sky is full of half-lying monks, covering all the angles and directions.

Wu Pengwei smiled coldly. Suddenly, he knelt on one knee on the ground, punched the white jade steps, and roared, "Soul one, still can't come out."

The void was torn, and a burly and huge golden man stepped out of it, holding an extremely heavy black iron knife in his hand and cutting it off.

A knife is as powerful as thunder, carrying the green light that erodes bone, forcing the figure of the arhats all over the sky back.

With one move, Wu Pengwei refused to let go and shouted again: "Kill one, come out for me."

In front of the last Dharmawu who did not do anything, a powerful arm broke out of the air, and the fist bloomed brightly, smashing into the most powerful Dharmawu face.

Fa Wu suddenly retreated, but he couldn't resist.

Kill a huge body and come out of the air, standing side by side with the soul, isolating the four guardians.

At this time, Wu Pengwei got up and stepped up, saying coldly, "Miaowu, take your life."

Everyone was terrmented.

With the strength of one person, Wu Pengwei is enough to become famous all over the world and let the heroes look sideways and respect him.

Strength is the most flamboyant thing.

Among the people, only Miao Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and between his foreheads, the cinnabar mole was gradually turning silvery white.

That's the strongest sign of his murderous spirit.