And what surprised Pi Xiong the most was Wan Dong's performance. In the face of the nine-fold Wu Qiujun, in Pi Xiong's imagination, it only takes one move for Wan Dong to be torn apart, but the truth is very different.

The offensive of the Wuqiu army is like a wild lion and a tiger, and it is extremely powerful, but Wan Dong is like a slippery fish, he can always find the slightest flaw in the offensive of the Wuqiu army, and escape calmly, and every time the Wuqiu army is full of anger.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" When Pi Xiong was in a trance, Wu Yang rushed over.

As soon as Pi Xiong raised his head, his eyes were full of shining sword light, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect that Wuyang would have such a big courage to dare to attack him first.

"Good boy, I don't know how to write the dead word of Lu Dao!" Pi Xiong's cultivation is the sixth level of true qi, although it is weaker than Qiu Yunchong, but it is much higher than Wuyang. He didn't put Wu Yang's sword in his eyes, his body stood still, his right hand pointed together, and he went straight towards Wu Yang's sword blade.

However, just when Pi Xiong thought that he could easily clamp Wu Yang's sword blade, suddenly, the sword rays that surged in front of him exploded one after another, turning into countless dots of cold light, which made Pi Xiong feel at a loss for a while, and at this moment, an extremely fierce and domineering momentum also broke out, and it was very noisy, and there was a great tendency to roll straight into the sky and break through the nine skies.

"Stinky boy, you ......"

Pi Xiong only had time to shout angrily, and suddenly felt a tingling pain from the tips of his fingers, and a few drops of blood splashed on Wuyang's sword blade, making the snow-white sword light suddenly increase a bit of blood.

The injury was not serious, only a little skin was cut, but the shock to Pi Xiong was indescribable. He is a master of the Sixfold Realm of True Qi, and he was actually injured in the hands of a rookie in the Realm of Sixfold True Qi.

This sword directly swept Pi Xiong's face, but for Wu Yang, it was a huge benefit.

The sword issued by Wu Yang in a hurry directly showed the true meaning of the fighting sword technique to the fullest, which not only greatly enriched his actual combat experience, but also made him realize that he had a deeper understanding and comprehension of martial arts, and what made Wu Yang even more pleased was that this sword stabbed out, driving the true qi in his body to operate, which made him faintly have signs of breaking through the bottleneck and advancing to the second level.

"Wuyang, you are so strong!" Zong Qi was not lightly injured by Wu Qiujun, and did not join the battle, at this time, seeing that Wu Yang was powerful and stabbed Pi Xiong, he couldn't help but cheer loudly, his face was full of yearning and admiration.

Wu Yang was originally not enthusiastic about martial arts, but after this battle, he developed a huge interest and enthusiasm for martial arts. Fighting the sword to defeat the enemy and sweeping the world is so passionate, this is the life that a male husband should yearn for.

As soon as the sword blade was crossed, Wuyang Dalu laughed, glared at Pi Xiong and shouted, "What is this?" When I cut off his head, it's not too late for you to applaud! ”

"What an arrogant boy!" Suffering a loss at Wu Yang's hands had already made Pi Xiong very angry, and when he heard Wu Yang's bold words again, he was even more furious, clenching his steel teeth, and his face was full of murderous aura.

"Kid surnamed Xu, look where you're still running away!" When Pi Xiong was about to launch a furious attack on Wuyang, Wu Qiujun's burst of applause attracted the attention of everyone present.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, turned their heads to look at Wan Dong and Wu Qiujun, and saw that Wu Qiujun's figure, like a ghost, conjured up more than a dozen phantoms, and surrounded Wan Dong together, and at this time, Wan Dong had already been turned into a corner, and there was no way to retreat.

"Damn!" Wan Dong was annoyed in his heart, if it weren't for his poor cultivation, his body would be much slower than Wu Qiujun's, and he would never be beaten to a dead end by Wu Qiujun, and there would be no way to retreat.

At present, against the offensive of the Wuqiu army, Wan Dong has no other way but to fight.

It was a good thing to transform all the true qi that he had absorbed from the surnamed Tian into Dao qi, allowing Wan Dong to break through in one fell swoop and reach the realm of the fourfold peak of true qi, but facing Wu Qiujun at this time, Wan Dong was not happy at all. What is this little improvement for Wu Qiujun?

"Old thief Wu, the master fought with you!" Adhering to the principle that he was uncomfortable and must not let Wu Qiujun get better, Wan Dong gathered all the Dao Qi in his body, and all his brains were gathered without dropping.

The four palms are staggered, the booming explosion, straight into the sky, it is not an exaggeration to say that Wan Dong's figure is like a baseball that has been pumped away, flying straight backwards more than ten zhang away.

Wu Qiujun's palm is really ruthless, and it is completely aimed at Wan Dong's life. As soon as the palm strength dispersed, everyone found that Wan Dong's face was as pale as paper, and his mouth was spurting blood outward.

The intense pain made Wan Dong grit his teeth so that he could not pass out. The internal organs in the body are almost all displaced, which is even worse than the kick Tang Xinyi gave to Xu Yaoting at the beginning.

"Yaoting!" Seeing that Wan Dong was injured so badly, Leng Yuecui only felt that someone had punched her heart a few times, and the suffocating pain and the strong fear of losing her beloved made Leng Yuecui almost unbearable.

"Boss!" Wuyang and Zong Qi were even more panicked, and rushed forward desperately to help Wan Dong.

Thanks to these two brothers, otherwise, Wan Dong at this time would not even have the strength to stand up. All men are mortal? There is nothing to be afraid of dying. What scared Wan Dong was that he couldn't stand and die in front of his enemies. It's not his style!

"Brothers, use some strength, don't let your boss be the last...... We have to die on our knees in the end, we can't afford to lose this person......" Wan Dong put his hands on the shoulders of Wuyang and Zongqi, endured the pain, and said with a miserable smile.

......As soon as Wan Dong's words came out, Zong Qi and Wu Yang's tears couldn't stop flowing, holding Wan Dong's shoulders, and struggling to stand up again, making Wan Dong stand more and more straight.

"Is this guy still human? Still laughing at this time? Looking at the miserable smile on Wan Dong's face, Tang Xinyi shouted in her heart, and the tears in her eyes rolled down involuntarily.

Tang Xinyi was afraid that she would never dream that one day, she would cry for this bastard young master who gritted her teeth and was almost kicked to death by her.

Somehow, Duan Lengyan suddenly felt a sour feeling in her heart, and twisted her head aside.

"Hey...... Wu Lao Thief, your kung fu is not good, the master still thinks that you can overtake the master with one palm, it seems that the master thinks highly of you! Wan Dong stared at Wu Qiujun and smiled evilly.