Ning Feixuan and Chen Ziyang suddenly changed color and decided to join hands to resist!

In the face of A-level lightning power and Chen Ziyang's Heavenly Master's Daoism, the middle-aged man just snorted coldly, and with a black fist, he hit it out!

Just a punch, will be the two people fly in an instant! If a kite is broken, it will fly out more than ten meters away and smash the registration window of the hospital!

Spit out a big mouthful of blood, seriously injured on the spot!

"Captain!"

Gao Jun's eyes are about to crack, but he is trying to use the secret school skills and fight hard with this martial master!

However, as soon as Gao Junwu started his internal power, he was actually pinched by the middle-aged martial arts master and hit the ground hard!

The original hard and shiny tile floor was like tofu, which was smashed by Gao Junwu's head!

This middle-aged master, like a drowning dog, pushed Gao Jun Wu Sheng into the ground!

Is a foot on Gao Junwu majestic back! There was a bone fracture like sound!

Only in a flash of time, the three great masters of special departments have all lost their combat effectiveness! Seriously injured, falling to the ground, dying!

"Master Huajing! He's a great master of Huajing

Shen Xinghan, who is in front of song Shuling's two daughters, is like a big enemy. She feels a terrible pressure and has already firmly locked herself in!

Gao Junwu is a master of martial arts. Although he has not yet cultivated his true Qi, his physical strength is comparable to that of martial arts masters.

But in the face of Wan Chengzhi's bodyguard, he is still vulnerable. I think he must be a great master of true Qi cultivation and even condensation and transformation!

The great masters of Huajing are absolutely rare in the world of martial arts and Taoism. They can only step into the realm of heaven and man by a line. They are invincible in the world if they don't come out of heaven and man!

No one could have imagined that such a terrible master of Huajing was the servant of Wan Chengzhi!

A great master of Huajing, who can't be stopped by Ning Feixuan and others. What's more, the peerless man of heaven, who ranks in the top ten of the heaven list, is also the guardian of Wan Chengzhi.

Once this statue of heaven and human hands, even if Meng ran refined the jade talisman to protect the body, song Shuling and others must die today!

"Miss Ning!"

Seeing Ning Feixuan seriously injured and vomiting blood, Zhang Tao and Su Fangfei are both in a flutter.

They are not martial arts. Naturally, they don't know the difference between the master of martial arts and the master of martial arts. Although there is a word difference between them, the gap between them is as insurmountable as a natural moat!

Even if Ning Feixuan three people join hands, it is not the rival of this middle-aged master!

At the moment, Wan Chengzhi, who has already won the victory, looks down on the people like an emperor.

"You ants want to fight with the prince?"

"The first person in the sky list? Mengxian master in Jiangbei? Is it true that you are invincible? Don't say that waste has fallen on Lake Tai. Even if he is still alive, in the eyes of the prince, he is just a waste! "

Wan Chengzhi is full of sarcasm, looking at the angry and unwilling song Shuling and others, a cold smile.

Shen Xingyun, the queen of Jinghua, who was held in his arms, saw Ning Feixuan who vomited blood, Zhang Tao, whose face was red, and song Shuling, who was shocked and angry.

She finally experienced the pleasure of revenge.

"Meng ran! I will slowly torture everyone around you! I want them to die of humiliation

Wan Chengzhi, who was holding the epaulet, glanced at the golden epaulet with disdain and sneered:

"general? Immortal master? He deserves it? Call me, Meng ran, that trash, even a dog

"I will send you to hell today. I think he Meng ran can help me!"

In the angry eyes of all, Wan Chengzhi actually crushed the golden epaulet!

With the release of Wan Chengzhi's five fingers, the epaulet turned into a piece of gold powder and dissipated with the wind.

It seems that the 18-year-old invincible young general will never come back again