Shifang Wusheng

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"I heard that Wushizong has three main peaks, hanging above Taizhou."

In the evening wind, Wei He's upper body was bare, revealing a burly and strong figure.

He looked up at the blooming fireworks, his pupils seemed to be glowing.

"You're right. The three main peaks, the seven inner courtyards, and the main outer courtyard. It's my Wushizong who practiced Xu that really took three steps to the sky." Yan Jiuzhen said flatly.

"Actually, if you had stayed in the outer court and moved forward step by step, you wouldn't have come to where you are today.

Now that you can get to this step, if you are in this sect, you will definitely be able to stand higher. "

He gently rolled up his long sleeves and tied them around his arms.

"One wrong step, one wrong step. Today is your end."

"Wrong?" Wei He looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I, Wei, have worked hard so far. Even if I am wrong, I am right!!"

hiss! ! !

In an instant, the moonlight fell, and Wei He's upper body suddenly swelled and exploded.

His figure returned to its original shape in an instant. The three-meter height covered the shadow, and he opened his big hand, grabbing the three people in front of him like a millstone.

"Climbing upstairs!!!"

Bang! !

At the same time, Wei He's whole body erupted with blood, and all the special effects of strength exploded, further stepping into the state of full special effects.

His original figure, which was close to three meters, went a step further, expanding to [-] meters.

His palms became bigger and bigger, his fingers were bloodshot like copper sticks, and he grabbed the three of them with violent force.

boom! ! ! !

Caught off guard, Yan Jiuzhen's whole body was shaking rapidly under the violent blow.

The pupils of his eyes shrank sharply, and Wei Heyi in front of him seemed to have transformed into a mythical and legendary monster in an instant.

The big hand that was caught was like a legendary magic palm covering the sky and the sun.

The huge palm spread with huge force, bringing out a distorted phantom like black smoke.

"It's just dirty training, it's really hard to fight against it, dreaming!!"

Yan Jiuzhen raised his right arm, concentrated the strength of Huishan Fist, his right fist suddenly glowed with white jade, and thin red lines stretched out from his arm.

This is the result of Wu Shi Hui Shan Fist practiced to a high level.

"Secret Technique: Nine True Xuanji!!!"

Roaring in his mouth, Yan Jiuzhen clearly knew that the opponent was just practicing viscera, but the huge threat that the warrior's body instinctively felt made him use all his strength unconsciously, and added secret skills.

The extremely dense invisible strength quickly condensed on his right fist.

"I see what you are crazy about!!!"

With a roar, the tiles under Yan Jiuzhen's feet exploded, and his body slammed forward at the same time.

Boom! ! ! !

Countless tiles were blown to pieces, and the miasma shattered and splashed with force, forming a strange white silk-like landscape.

boom! !

There was another loud bang, and the top floor of Tianya Building collapsed directly to the next floor.

Masonry and dust cascaded downward.

As the dust and mist spread, Wei He raised his arm, holding a dead body in his palm.

"What just happened?"

He looked at the corpse in his hand suspiciously, and then at Yan Jiuzhen whose side arm was completely broken and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"I've said so much..." Wei He frowned tightly, and there was a bloody "Chuan" between his brows.

"Are you kidding me!!?!!"

He didn't expect the opponent to be so weak at all, and most importantly, it wasn't Minggan!

Chapter 280: The Opportunity

Bang! !

Wei He crushed the corpse, opened his hand, and swept it away.

Fu Haijin, with ten special effects fully activated, can create a strong wind with a casual palm.The pressure made Yan Jiuzhen and Song Qinghu's scalps tingle, and their minds were full of terror.

Just for a moment, the moment of contact, Yan Jiuzhen instantly sensed that something was wrong, and promptly used secret skills to move away, but it was still a step too late.

His right arm was broken and shattered on the spot because of receiving Wei He's palm from the front. All the muscles and bones were shattered into paste, and it was impossible to repair it.

Before he came back to his senses, he wondered what happened.Wei He's second hand has already arrived.

If Song Qinghu hadn't pushed him away in time, he would have been instantly killed in person.

But he moved away, and Lu Yunbai who was standing behind him was in bad luck.Being grabbed and held, under the surge of strength, he lost his breath on the spot.

boom! ! !

Wei He's arms were like battering rams, and under the sweep, all the beams, stone pillars and walls on the Tianya Building collapsed.

Large pieces of gravel and wood chips collided with great force, forming a rain of bullets like bullets.

Yan Jiuzhen and Song Qinghu jumped back and escaped from Tianya Building at the same time, and fell downward.

"This guy...! Didn't he practice dirty!?" Song Qinghu was short of breath, his face trembling. It was the first time in 20 years since he broke through half-truth that he was facing a life-and-death crisis.

If that palm really fell, he had a feeling that both himself and Yan Jiuzhen would die!

That is not the palm strength that Lian Zang can exert, it is the strength that only Minggan can exert! ! !

"But that strength is obviously not really strong!!!" Yan Jiuzhen's always solemn and indifferent expression tightened and completely lost his composure.

His mind was in a mess.

It's obviously just training the bones of the viscera, why! ?

Why is this!

He couldn't understand.

I can't understand why the visceral bone strength, which can be easily defeated on weekdays, becomes so terrifying in Wei He's hands.

The layer upon layer, suffocating terror like the waves made him feel oppressed and afraid that he could hardly breathe just now.

"No...I'm sure, that's really powerful!!" Yan Jiuzhen shouted in mid-air.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he understood that he had discovered an extremely important trick.

It's not really strong, but it's really strong that can defeat him, what does it mean! ?This means that Wei He must have an extremely important secret!

And if this secret is reported to the Three Main Peaks! ?

"Flash!!!" Song Qinghu's anxious voice came from the opposite side.

Yan Jiuzhen's body was still in the air, unable to recover and react.

Suddenly the light on his body dimmed, and a huge figure slowly emerged behind him.

Wei He's eyes were blood red, and his whole body was bathed in the moonlight.It seems to be plated with a layer of silver.

Bang! ! ! !

A palm in an instant.

Yan Jiuzhen's entire head was pressed down by the forceful blow, squeezed into the chest cavity, and disappeared.

The heart in Yan Jiuzhen's chest was beating rapidly, then slowed down, and then quickly covered with cracks.

puff!

The heart exploded, and countless blood gushed inward.It represents the complete annihilation of the last vitality of this body.

Song Qinghu stared wide open, turned around and unfolded the secret technique, Wu Shizong's unique secret technique square pattern without side effects suddenly exploded on his legs.Let its movement speed be further accelerated by [-]%.

He had only walked more than a dozen meters, and a black air rushed up from his arm and rushed towards his heart.

That's a sign of being poisoned.

The sharp stabbing pain in his heart made him unable to raise his breath for a while, his body lost his balance, and he fell heavily in midair.

Wei He's body also landed on the ground. His body was more than three meters long, and his whole body was covered with bloody lines. His muscles were like armor, his long black hair was loose, and he had twisted smoke so thick that it could almost cast shadows in the moonlight.

The superposition of many things made the surrounding disciples of the Wandu Sect afraid to recognize that this was their own sect master.

With Songqing Lake as the center, the surrounding area quickly exits a large circle of open space.

puff.

Wei He pinched Song Qinghu's neck and lifted him up.

"It really disappoints me."

"You...!!" Song Qinghu patted Wei He's arm weakly with both hands, trying to make him loosen.

But just now he was hit by the poisonous strength, and he was so frightened by Yan Jiuzhen's death that he was in a panic, so he couldn't pull up the strength at all.

The consequence of Wu Shizong's seclusion on the mountain has finally appeared.

Strength, after all, has to be played out.

Wu Shizong is used to always crushing with high-level and strong secret skills, and has no concept of fighting with the weak to defeat the strong.

But now, Wei He, who was supposed to be at a disadvantage in their hearts, killed Yan Jiuzhen in one move.Song Qinghu's mind was completely lost, and he almost collapsed.

His eyes were completely filled with the shadow of Wei He's invincibility.

That fear ruined his will to fight.

"I...will...surrender..."

Click.

Wei He casually twisted Song Qinghu's neck, then watched him struggle in his hands, gradually weakened, and finally dropped his hands and lost consciousness.

Throw away the body.

He turned around and looked at the group of subordinates who were slowly coming down around him.

Bai Dou, San Du, Du Han, Xiao Qingyu.

They looked at this side one by one, with more fear and awe than usual.

"Master..." Xiao Qingyu stepped forward and said, "Should the plan continue?"

She just stood in front of Wei Heshen, who was climbing the stairs, and felt invisible oppression constantly squeezed the strength in her body, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Now she also somewhat understands why the three of Wushizong were vulnerable in front of the sect master.

She just stood here, and she felt her scalp tingling and her heart beating faster, even if she was not her enemy.

If it's a real confrontation...

That feeling, just thinking about it, makes me feel powerless.

"Continue." Wei He said calmly.

He looked up at Tianya Tower, which had lost its top.

"Don't worry, we will come back sooner or later."

In the distance, outside Wandu City.

Several gray figures stood among the treetops, looking at the city from a distance, and there was no sound for a long time.

"The two heads of the inner court of Wushizong... Yan Jiuzhen and Song Qinghu... just died like this?"