Looking at Chen Yu, Wang Dingshan stared, like an ox's eye, big and scary.

"Ha ha, I think I'm crazy enough. I didn't expect you to be more crazy than me. Is it for nothing to be the name of my crazy monk?"

Someone looked at Wang Dingshan, frowned and thought. When they heard the words "Britain devil crazy monk", they suddenly changed their complexion and stared.

"What! It's him! How is that possible!"

The people around looked over and wondered, "do you know this guy?"

The man looked frightened and said, "the evil bumping crazy monk was a famous martial arts expert in the late Qing Dynasty. He caused boundless killing and robbery at that time, and was finally surrounded and suppressed in the West desert. My ancestors participated in the encirclement and suppression in those years!"

"Tianluo secret school is a very secret martial arts sect. According to my ancestors, experts of famous sects such as Shaolin and Wudang once died in their hands."

"How could he still be alive? In the records left by my ancestors, I killed him."

The man looked incredulous, while the crowd took a cold breath. Unexpectedly, the bald head like a copper man has such a big origin.

When Chen Yu saw this man, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Since you have lived so long, you must have experienced the first two global martial arts wars. Where were you when China's martial arts circles were bullied?"

Wang Dingshan laughed and pointed to everyone present.

"Are you stupid? Why should I fight against the world's strong martial arts for the sake of a group of mole ants in China? What can that give me? I don't do this kind of business without capital."

"Besides, these ordinary people, like pigs and dogs, can grow again after killing. What if they die?"

Hearing this, Chen Yu was a little silent.

He has seen too many such things. Some strong people, after being strong, don't know where they come from. They think they are high gods. Looking at ordinary people is like looking at pork. There is no difference.

"You, after all, are Chinese." Chen Yu said faintly.

"Hahaha, Chinese? It's a fart. I'm Lao Tzu. I won't take myself in for my family, friends and compatriots like some fools. I really doubt that you are such a strong man. How can you bind yourself with the country? Are you a fool?"

Wang Dingshan is very arrogant. Looking at Chen Yu, he suddenly grins.

"Let me tell you another thing. When the Allied forces of many countries invaded together, I watched them burn the Old Summer Palace. The fireworks were gorgeous."

"What the people of dao'er country did in Jinling City later, Lao Tzu was also there, drinking wine, eating pig's head and watching them beheading in the competition. You don't understand that wonderful feeling."

Boom!

Chen Yu suddenly stared, and a killing machine rushed into the sky!

"He is shameless and scum. He is a Chinese in vain!"

Feixue looked at Wang Dingshan and scolded angrily.

With such strength, it's just that they didn't contribute in the two world wars. They can even watch others do whatever they want in their own territory and kill their own compatriots.

How indifferent!

All the people present looked at Wang Dingshan with red eyes and heavy breathing.

Family, country and world.

Although these fighters fought with each other on weekdays, they put down all their gratitude and resentment in the face of the invasion of foreign enemies and jointly resist foreign humiliation.

How many martial arts masters died in unknown places in the two world wars, buried their bones in the wilderness and didn't even have a cemetery. Finally, although China has experienced hardships, it has always been tenacious and unyielding.

But now, in the eyes of Wang Dingshan, he is a fool?

Chen Yu stared at Wang Dingshan and said in a cold voice, "even God can't forget his roots. You don't understand the country and the world. Today, at Beidu University, I will kill you in three moves!"

"Ha ha, I want to see how you kill me!"

"Tianluo King Kong, protect me."

Wang Dingshan suddenly stared, and his figure was suddenly raised. The bronze skin was flashing a faint light and metallic.

"It's Tianluo Vajra body!"

Someone roared and stared.

"What's that?" someone asked suspiciously.

"The Tianluo Vajra body is said to be the most powerful method of refining the body in the world. It is said that nothing can be broken! The tiger roaring golden bell cover and the Dragon singing iron cloth shirt of Shaolin Temple are the two wonders that were born out of the Tianluo Vajra body."

"Once this method is released, it is like a Dharma protector King Kong in the Western Paradise. The strength of the body is appalling."

When they heard this, they were all thrilled.

"There are still such strange people in the martial arts and Taoism circles of China? Master Chen, can he resist it?"

Looking at each other, there was a trace of worry in everyone's eyes.

The unknown is the most terrible. Wang Dingshan, an old monster, has mastered such miraculous skills, which can not be measured by the combat power of the secular world for a long time.

"Ha ha, yes, it's the Tianluo Vajra body. Even a tank, I can smash it all at once."

Wang Dingshan's tone was contemptuous and pointed at Chen Yu.

"Little guy, come on, I'll see if you can beat me."

Chen Yu's face was expressionless and unmoved, and his tone was still plain.

"The first move."

Suddenly he clenched his fist, Chen Yu's strength suddenly boiled, and a golden light rose into the sky. Among them, there was blood color. That was the murderous spirit of Chen Yu. Chen Yu wanted to blow up people like Wang Dingshan!

Sing!

The startling dragon chant resounded through the four fields, and a sense of awe rose in everyone's heart.

Then, on Chen Yu's right fist, a golden dragon head suddenly condensed.

"Kill!"

Chen Yu waved his fist as slowly as he pushed the mill of heaven and earth, but there was an irresistible trend in it, like the raging waves in the angry sea.

Huh?

Wang Dingshan's face changed and his dignified look appeared for the first time.

From this fist, he felt an extremely domineering fist meaning, which was to make all things surrender and surpass the fist meaning above the heavens.

Boxing intention is the embodiment of the will of martial arts. A person's will will will be expressed by behavior. A warm person will make you feel like you are in the sun, while a timid person will let you see his retreat.

In martial arts, it is more obvious and direct. One blow can show how this person's will is.

Damn it, how could a little young man have such a boxing intention?

"Get out of here!"

Although surprised, Wang Dingshan still roared and collided with Chen Yu's fist like a casserole.

The two are very out of proportion.

But the next moment, Wang Dingshan suddenly wailed.

"Ah!"

In a scream, Wang Dingshan's fist broke instantly. Bai Sensen's bone stubble burst out of his wrist!

"What, one punch broke the Tianluo Vajra body of Wang Dingshan!?"

Someone roared, with a strong shock in his tone.

"How could this happen! What kind of monster is he!"

Wang Dingshan looked at Chen Yu in fear. He couldn't believe it. Just one face-to-face, one of his arms had been wasted.

At the moment, Chen Yu's face was still indifferent, there was no change, and raised his palm again.