Chapter 239: The power of ten thousand jun is difficult to handle

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The building was silent.

For a while, there was only the sound of wind and snow flying.

Many eyes fell on Wang Dong.

Jiang Shaoyi's palm power is amazing, he is the land of Heshuo, few people can match him, Judge Liu Tiesheng's penmanship is extremely ruthless, and it is also a must in the rivers and lakes, Bai Xiaosheng ranks eighty-nineth, and he can be regarded as a rare master.

Neither of them had even made a move in the hands of this person, and it was surprising that they died so easily.

Boom!

A lean man about forty years old suddenly slapped his palm on the table, with a sinister face, and shouted: "What a wicked obstacle, such a vicious shot, friends from the rivers and lakes, I expect that even if this person is not a plum blossom thief, it must have something to do with it!" ”

"Yes, the head of Feng is reasonable!"

Immediately, someone recognized that the lean man was Feng Ying, the head of the Jiangdong Famous Mansion and the Kuaijian Gate.

"Plum blossom thieves plague the rivers and lakes, we are all here to support justice and punish evil, how can we allow this evil obstacle to be arrogant?"

Another clear voice said, this is a handsome boy, wearing a sword at his waist, a jade crown and his hair, chic and uninhibited, and there are several people around him, each of whom is also fierce, and his cultivation is obviously not weak.

This boy looks like he is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, but his fame is greater than Feng Ying, he is Fang Fengwu, the young owner of Yubi Villa, this person has only been in the world for a year, and he has won twenty-seven famous masters in a row.

Although the whereabouts of the plum blossom thief have not appeared, some people have already deduced that he has been hiding in Baoding City based on his criminal trajectory.

At this time, in Baoding City, it is really a gathering of wind and clouds. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, masters from all over the world are like flying snow, one after another.

As one of the top famous buildings in Baoding City, there are naturally many martial arts masters gathered here.

Fang Fengwu's voice fell, as if it had triggered a chain reaction, and in the restaurant, many people shouted and cursed.

"Plum Blossom Thief? Who is the plum thief, am I? ”

Wang Dong's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "You group of people, one by one, are known as martial arts masters. But in my eyes, it's just a chicken, a dog, what's the use of being high-sounding? If you want a golden silk armor, take it! ”

The crowd was furious. The sound of choking continued, the sword was unsheathed, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were killed.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Wang Dong said 'take it' in his mouth, and he also reached out and grabbed it with his hand, and really threw out the golden silk armor, a treasure that everyone wanted in the martial arts.

Bang bang!

After a moment of condensation, the strength of the attack, one person's palm was like the wind, forcing the opponent away. Take a leap. He grabbed the golden silk armor probe, but before he could grasp the golden silk armor in his hand, a knife light flew from the left side and penetrated through his chest and abdomen, and a bearded man smiled cruelly and reached out to grab the golden silk armor.

Poof.

The bearded man had a sinister smile on his face. It has turned into a wild roar, and the right hand holding the golden silk armor was cut off by a sword and arm, and it flew out.

Bang bang bang!

Above the restaurant, tables and chairs exploded. Wine bowls, plates, saucers, and wine jars were all shattered, and there was chaos in an instant.

In the midst of the chaos, a thunderous roar sounded, and one person laughed sharply: "Junior, you say that we are all local chickens and dogs in your eyes? Come on! ”

This laughter actually came from upstairs, in the laughter, the floor suddenly broke, and in the rumbling sound, a big hole was cracked, and a burly, tower-like man descended from the sky like a thunder god, his body was reversed, and he hit Wang Dong on the top of his head with a palm.

At the same time, there was a huge earthquake under Wang Dong's feet, the floor cracked open, a sword light, a sword light, drew a chaotic trajectory, a Taoist with a cloak of hair, his left hand made a sword, and his right hand swung a knife, and slashed up.

The Drunken Immortal Residence is a three-story building, and such a big movement on the second floor has already alarmed some martial arts masters on the top floor and the first floor, but these people are all experienced veterans, and they did not attack immediately, but chose to suddenly attack in this chaotic time.

"'Wuding Kaishan' thunder is not broken!"

"'Sword and sword' Huangshan madman!"

Someone looked at it in surprise and recognized the man on the iron tower, the Taoist with his hair scattered, and immediately exclaimed.

Lei Bupo refined five Ding Kaishan palm power, and is born with divine power, the palm power is strong and difficult to resist, looking at the rivers and lakes, can compete with him in the palm of a pair of hands can be counted, Huangshan crazy people and Lei Bupo compared with the slightest inferior, this person sword double, can be left and right hands to make each other, people crazy, sword crazy, knife crazy!

This time and again, the sudden attack, the thunder is not broken, although the madman did not know the other party in advance, but he cooperated seamlessly, and the timing was just right.

Sou!

The old man with a sallow face, the old man surnamed Bai, was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his face was even more sickly, but this suddenly jumped, but he was more agile than the spirit monkey, and he jumped out of several feet, waving the sleeves of his robe with both hands, and the speed was as fast as a storm, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of cold stars shot towards the king.

Dozens of cold stars are still colliding with each other in the flight, blowing up the Dao Mars, constantly changing positions and angles, making it difficult for people to lock with the naked eye.

"'Sick ghost' Bai Wu!"

It is said that Mr. Bai Wu was born with a disease, so he was found to be common in internal cultivation, but his secret weapon technique was exquisite, and the thousand-handed Rakshasa who was famous for his secret weapon in the martial arts was compared with him, but he was not even worthy of carrying shoes.

Choke!

The sword qi was great, and the sound of the long sword coming out of the sheath trembled.

The two swords, one on the left and one on the right, broke through the tables and chairs, and in the midst of the sawdust flying, they covered the major points on Wang Dong's chest like lightning.

Feng Yingnai is the head of the fast sword gate, and a sword strikes out, as fast as the wind, and the sword momentum is continuous, and it is like a rain shower.

Fang Fengwu's swordsmanship is a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, and the iron painting is a silver hook, which is not like a murderous sword, but like a volley calligraphy, splashing ink and painting.

The five masters, although they did not shoot at the same time, were also between lightning and fire, and there was almost no gap.

Wang Dong suddenly burst out laughing.

"Do you think I didn't find you two mice?"

Dare to call the thunder unbreakable, the crazy Taoist is called a mouse, naturally there was no one before, and I am afraid there will be no more in the future.

Laughing endlessly, Wang Dong's legs spun like a spinning top, twisting towards the sword light and sword light that burst out below, and at the same time, his palm flipped and struck upward.

The strength is like a tumbling wave, rushing towards the palm force that Lei Bu pressed down.

Click, click!

Wang Dong's legs were like gold and iron, turning into windmills, spinning and strangling, and the swords and swords in the hands of the mad Daoist were attracted by the energy, colliding with each other, and shattered in the explosion.

Meantime!

Rumble!

A thunderous thunderbolt sounded in mid-air, and Wang Dong rushed up with one palm, hitting Lei Bupo's palm, and his palms struck each other, and Lei Bupo's eyes showed a look of horror and horror.

Rao is he struck down with all his strength, and at this time he felt a huge force like a mountain rising from the ground and turning over.

Ten thousand powers, it is difficult to be strong! (To be continued)