Seeing that Yang Xiaoyun died in the hands of the monk Konggong, and he didn't know how to kill him, everyone was a little more jealous of this little monk.

At the same time, many people from sects who have enmity with the Five Poisons Sect are secretly happy.

The Five Poisons Sect has regarded the monk as the number one enemy, and listed Jiuhua Temple as the first choice for extermination.

It's just that none of them dare to move, and they don't dare to seek revenge on the monk Kong, so they can only conspire with each other and act in the future.

After all, a strong man like Yang Xiaoyun is not an opponent of the Konggong monk, what are they going to fight for?

Where there is life, there is hope. As long as you find the right opportunity, it is not difficult to destroy Jiuhua Temple. I don't believe it, the monks of Jiuhua Temple, every one of them is so against the sky!

Silence!

No one spoke, no one moved, everyone just stood, listening to the heartbeats of the people around them, suppressing their breathing.

On the Taishi chair, Zhang Jiuxiao and several other powerhouses of the Middle Earth Kingdom also chose to be silent, and no one spoke up.

They are all self-aware, and it is impossible for them to die in vain.

Seeing that the martial arts people in Middle-earth were dumbfounded, it made the foreign powerhouses snort coldly, and they looked down on these high-profile guys on weekdays.

Call!

Everyone felt that the black shadow on the Taishi's chair rose, and Wanyan Zhenyu stood up suddenly. The burly body that is more than nine feet tall makes people a little frightened at first sight.

Full of meat, he is a power-type martial arts powerhouse. Coupled with its unique appearance and full beard, it is even more intimidating.

Wanyan Zhenyu swept at Zhang Jiuxiao and the others, and snorted coldly: "It's all useless things!

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhenyu clicked on the ground with both feet and floated down to the original ring.

Call!

Wanyan Zhenyu waved with one hand, and a strong internal force swung out, leaving the wreckage of the ring tired and clear out of the arena.

At the end, Wanyan Zhenyu turned his head to look at Monk Konggong, and said coldly: "Little monk, if you don't want to die, kneel down and kowtow to the hall master three times, and swear to be the hall master's dog!"

In Wanyan Zhenyu's opinion, the monk was able to kill Yang Xiaoyun, not because the monk was profound, but because Yang Xiaoyun looked down on the enemy.

Moreover, Wanyan Zhenyu's strength is higher than Yang Xiaoyun's, and it is the peak realm of peerless masters, not a level, and it can easily suppress the powerhouses of peerless masters in the later stage.

The monk Konggong is just in the category of Wanyan Zhenyu's suppression. Therefore, Wanyan Zhenyu wanted to take the Konggong monk and give it to Jin Guowei.

Monk Konggong was not angry, and he still smiled so harmlessly.

After Yan Zhenyu finished speaking, the monk Konggong spoke: "There is a way for trees to attract the wind, and they will blow off branches and trunks." You're a big man, and you're very popular. Why didn't I blow you away? I didn't even flash my tongue, I can't tell you!"

"How can you say this!" Wanyan Zhenyu didn't understand the meaning of Monk Kong's words, and he was confused when he heard it.

"What do you say?" Monk Konggong smiled: "It means that what you are talking about is! Kowtow? Your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather are not qualified for this!"

"Presumptuous!" Wanyan Zhenyu burst into applause: "If you win by luck, you feel that you are the best in the world?"

As he spoke, Wan Yan Zhenyu's face sank, his killing intent rose, and he said coldly: "Since you want to choose death, the hall master will fulfill you!"

Shout!

As Yan Zhenyu's words fell, in the team composed of more than a dozen Jin people, a strong man immediately threw out the spear in his hand.

Call!

Wanyan Zhenyu waved his right hand to catch the spear that was fired, and then shook it, pointing directly at the monk Kong.

"The name of this gun is called Guanri, and it is made of cold iron at the bottom of the Tianchi in Changbai Mountain. It is one foot and two feet long and weighs three hundred and sixty pounds. The people who died under the guns, plus you, are exactly ten thousand. ”

After listening to Yan Zhenyu's introduction, many people couldn't help but tremble and gasped.

The Piercing Sun Spear, although it is not a divine weapon, is also in the top 100 in the weapon spectrum.

But this gun can make people's strength rise to a higher level.

Now, Wanyan Zhenyu uses the Piercing Sun spear, and in the peak realm of peerless masters, there must be few people who can match him.

The cultivation of the monk Konggong is only in the late stage of a peerless master, and in the face of Wanyan Zhenyu, a powerful opponent with a spear that runs through the sun, it is definitely a life of nine deaths. It can even be said that there is no life in ten deaths.

However, Monk Konggong did not look scared at all, but smiled happily. There was greed in his eyes, and he kept swallowing saliva.

Wanyan Zhenyu smiled and said: "Little bald donkey, you can become the 10,000th soul under the gun, and you are also fortunate to have three lives." ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhenyu stopped talking and immediately raised his gun to kill.

Whew......

Suddenly, the tip of the spear flickered, stirring the air, and with a sharp air current, it stabbed at the key points of the monk Konggong.

Airplanes!

Monk Konggong didn't dare to be careless, picked up the fine steel stick, and flew back two feet, his eyes stared at Yan Zhenyu, and recited the key to the gossip stick.

At the same time, the sea of qi was fully opened, and the internal force was instilled into the iron pot and created a defensive barrier for itself.

"Let's go! Buddha has a good activity today!"

Monk Konggong burst into a shout, picked up the fine steel stick in his hand, jumped up, and rushed towards Wanyan Zhenyu.

said that it was too late, and the two bumped into each other in a blink of an eye and fought.

Sonorous and sonorous......

The sound of weapons colliding was endless, and in the dazzling cold, sparks kept bursting out, shooting in all directions, like gorgeous fireworks.

But no one paid attention to this, and everyone widened their eyes to see how these two men made a move.

Strong fights, which are not common, are rare learning opportunities and should not be missed. Perhaps, in an instant, you will be able to have a flash of inspiration and make yourself a breakthrough.

In the process of watching the battle, everyone really understood that it was not by chance that the monk was able to kill Yang Xiaoyun, but he had real strength.

Being able to compete head-on with Wanyan Zhenyu and be undefeated for a long time is not something that Yang Xiaoyun can do.

Sonor!

A crisp sound was heard in mid-air, and the battle immediately stopped.

Sou!

Sou!

The two sides of the battle retreated as quickly as possible, separated by about 20 feet, looking at each other from a distance.

Wanyan Zhenyu nodded slightly, waved his spear, and said, "You are indeed very strong, Yang Xiaoyun died unjustly." But ......"

After a pause, Yan Zhenyu said again: "Just now, the hall master only used eight successes, but you have gone all out. Today, you will surely die!"

"Gong Gong, you stand down. Liu Feng spoke slowly, his white clothes flashed, and he stood beside the monk with a smile on his face.

Monk Konggong did not hesitate and immediately flew away from the battlefield. He understands that he will not be able to defeat Wanyan Zhenyu who has a spear for the time being, and if he continues to fight, he can only lose, and it will be a fiasco, and he will even worry about his life.

Therefore, stepping down is the best choice, and I am not afraid of being embarrassed anyway.

"Liu Feng?"

Wanyan Zhenyu saw Liu Feng coming, and felt an inexplicable chill, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, making him wonder why he was afraid of this young man's new life.

Liu Feng nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Remember, the Middle Earth Martial Arts, Feier and other Japanese can be touched. ”

"Hmph!" Wan Yan Zhenyu snorted coldly: "The martial arts of Middle Earth have been exhausted, with your own strength, how big waves can you set off!"

The corners of Liu Feng's mouth raised, and he said in a cold voice: "It's enough to kill you." ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Feng took out the long sword at his waist, shook his white clothes, and rushed into the air.

I saw that his waist twisted in the air, turned into a dive, and pressed down at great speed.