One punch!

A punch that went straight and didn't change for half a minute, but after this punch came out, it seemed to restrain the light, plunging the whole world into darkness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The crowd watching the battle all around seemed to be walking alone in the dark night, isolated and helpless, unable to see a little light.

Fu Qian's mouth burst into a shout, the sound was like thunder, he had already created his own Fu Yang Qigong to the limit, and his eyes burst out with three feet of essence, as if he wanted to pierce the darkness and reopen the sharp sword of dawn.

Shout!

The spear broke through the air in the wind, and the spear of Fu Qian was one, and it was struck out like lightning.

He finally struck!

Fu Qian's face was full of solemnity, at this moment he finally understood that Wang Dong was far more powerful than he imagined, if he sat idly by and ignored Tuli, Tuoba Yu, Chun Yuwei and others, it was just a short-sighted move to bring about his own destruction.

The fist power quickly spread to the entire curtain, and the sudden Li under the curtain, Tuoba Yu, Chun Yuwei and others were like an electric shock, and wave after wave of continuous energy was surging in a loop, which could not be broken, until their bones and flesh seemed to be crushed inch by inch by the grinding plate, and they were crushed by a trace of pain.

There was a silent roar in Tuli's throat, and the spear trembled, and the tip of the spear trembled and spun like a whirling drill, bringing a hurricane and stabbing at the upper gun.

However, before he could stab the curtain with a shot, the darkness in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the lights returned to the world, and the heavy canopy had been closed to the king's hand, and except for Tuli, Tuoba Yu, and Chun Yuwei, the rest of the alien masters all collapsed to the ground like mud, and the bones of their bodies seemed to have been shattered.

The curtain spun out again, and the huge shadow turned into a black light, "snorting" to bring out a strong wind that was split, and Tuoba Yu's head flew into the sky, and threw itself into Chun Yuwei's arms like a top.

The latter's face was pale, holding his head as if he had been frightened and stupid, and Wang Dong's voice floated: "Take this head back to Turks, and let Bi Xuan come to me for revenge." ”

With a "snort", the black light turned into the curtain split into two, and the volley flew in the air, crashing through the heavy air currents, stirring up the wind all over the park, and striking at Fu Qian, who was using the technique of combining human and spear.

"Be merciful!"

A wisp of clear sound suddenly floated in, and the entire rain-soaked night sky, and the murderous Manqing Garden seemed to be clear and agile because of this clear sound.

Followed by a brilliant sword light rising from nothingness, chasing light and electricity, turning into a misty and full of spiritual light and shadow, each sword light is so thrilling, it seems to reflect the depths of everyone's soul and evoke resonance at the soul level.

In the lingering aura, the silhouette of a woman in Tsing Yi dancing with a sword is reflected!

"Miss Shi has finally arrived, Wang has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wang Dong let out a long laugh, and struck with his backhand, imprinting into the light and shadow of the sword momentum in the sky.

And the two black lights that turned into the curtain of heaven, one of them also bypassed Fu Qian's spear as lightly as a spirit snake at this time, and hit Tu Li and Fu Qian almost in no particular order.

Boom! Boom!!

The energy burst out in an instant, Fu Qian, and Tuli detonated a burst of fried beans on the two of them, blood gushed out wildly from their mouths, and they flew out like rag dolls, and crashed into the heavy building behind them with a muffled bang.

"Choke!"

Wang Dong imprinted his palm into the continuous sword light, and his palm seemed to turn into unbreakable gold and iron, and struck in the air with the sword blade that sharply spewed sharp sword qi, and then pushed the long sword back into the sheath with unrivaled great force.

Under the trembling of the other party's delicate body, Wang Dong rolled back with the wind and waves, and the woman in Tsing Yi was like a small boat in the boundless ocean, swept away by the wind and waves.

"Give me a word to Cihang Jingzhai, Jingnian Zen or Ning Daoqi, if you want to exchange it for the concubine, just take He's Bi to me."

In the next moment, Wang Dong and the woman in green clothes disappeared at the same time, and the howling wind in the garden also stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the middle garden with heavy casualties as if they were having a nightmare, and they were shocked and speechless.

Wan Wan, who was dressed in white and barefoot, and Dugu Feng, who was in black and red military clothes, didn't know when she left!

The scenes that happened in Manqing Garden were like wind and clouds, blowing all over every corner of Luoyang City in an instant.

Countless warriors were shocked by this, and the high-level forces of all parties were also shaken and couldn't sleep all night.

The figure who made waves in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes and even the whole world maintained his usual unscrupulous style, and as soon as he arrived in Luoyang City, he set off a tsunami and landslide.

"Zhishilang" Wang Bo is dead!

"Wuzun" Bi Xuan's disciple Tuoba Yu is dead!

Although the Eastern Turkic prince Tuli and the Tuyuhun prince Fu Qian were not dead, their muscles and bones and meridians were shattered, and they became completely wasted, but they were more ruthless than killing them directly.

In a short period of time, he offended Wuzun Bi Xuan, Tuyuhun, Turkic and other foreign tribes, and what is even more shocking is that the contemporary heir of Cihang Jingzhai, who has been famous all over the world, but has always been faint, was also captured by this person.

In the end, he even released a word to let Cihang Jing Zhai, Jing Nian Zen, Ning Daoqi and others exchange with He's Bi.

Luoyang City seems to have experienced a change of day, streets and alleys, restaurants, and the core of each force are competing to talk about it, arguing fiercely about this big event that can go down in history.

Some people are thinking about how many big forces Wang Dong has offended in the past few months, the Jianghuai Army, the Yuwen Valve, the strongest three clans outside the territory, Tiele, Tuyuhun, and Turkic!

In the Demon Gate, he had already made a feud with the Yin Sect, and now he launched a war against Bi Xuan with the head of Tuoba Yuren, including Cihang Jingzhai, Jingnian Zen, Ning Daoqi and other Buddhist forces.

Moreover, the Heshi Bi coveted by Wang Dong is also something that all the princes of the world are fighting for, even if they want to gain the goodwill of Cihang Jingzhai and other forces, they are likely to take action against Wang Dong.

The enemy is like a forest, and everyone wants to kill it.

It's almost the enemy of the world!

Throughout the ages, there have been countless people who have been bold and reckless, but those who have no taboos like this person are really ancient and unprecedented, and there has never been one in the past, and I am afraid that there will be no more in the future.

In the heated discussions, everyone was quietly watching Cihang Jingzhai and thinking about the response of Zen Buddhism, but no one was optimistic about Wang Dong, and the trouble he caused this time was too great.

Even Dugu Feng, who has deep confidence in Wang Dong, can't help but feel a little worried at the moment, the prestige of Cihang Jingzhai runs through hundreds of years of dynasty change, the history of martial arts disputes, who can not be frightened and awe-inspired?

It's a pity that Dugu Valve's foundation in Luoyang is shallow, and she can't find where Wang Dong has gone for a while.

Where is Wang Dongjin?

He didn't go anywhere, a painting boat floated on the Luo River, and there were only two people on the painting boat.

Wang Dong stood in front of the window, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking down at the clear stream, indescribably leisurely and free, and calm.

Concubine Xuan sat quietly in front of the stove in the boat, her hair like a waterfall and ink was covered with fragrant shoulders, she was wonderful, out of the dust, and the ancient sword hanging on her back added a three-point heroic atmosphere, but the corners of her mouth escaped a bitter smile: "Concubine Xuan is wrong!" (To be continued.) )