future master in modern

"You don't give in, do you really think I have no temper?" Zao Wou-ki held a steel rod and laid it across the ground, staring coldly at the front. e^look

And the faces of the group of guys who shot at him are now pale.

That burly man, that is, the boss of that group of people, had a serious face, and his heart sank suddenly. He never thought that even this level of firepower would have no effect on that person.

Is he really invincible?

At this moment, he couldn't help but have this idea in his heart.

However, Zao Wou-ki didn't give them time to react, he still had other things to do, he was holding a steel rod, his eyes were indifferent, his legs were jerking fiercely, but he jumped up like an eagle pounced on the ground, the steel rod The stick was thrown in the air, and the afterimage flashed in an instant.

This stick smashed the air violently, only a sharp whistling sound was heard, under Zhao Wuji's huge strength, the steel stick broke through the air at a speed exceeding the limit limit, the air that had not yet had time to flow was compressed inch by inch by the steel stick, until it finally burst.

This is the symbol of strength!

The heavy steel rod was in Zao Wou-ki's hand, and he swung it freely, without any flaws in the whole process. Ordinary people would be disabled if they rubbed the steel rod without dying.

With Zao Wou-ki's skill, if the steel rod is strong enough, it won't be a problem to pick up the car.

Seeing Zhao Wou-ki approaching with such momentum, everyone was startled and retreated step by step, but they didn't run away first, but faced Zhao Wou-ki with a dignified expression.

Zhao Wou-ki gave a faint smile, and touched the ground with his toes, and the ground cracked suddenly, and the cracked point slowly spread, and in an instant, there were cracks like a spider web.

This leap is a distance of tens of meters.

The distance between Zhao Wuji and them was getting closer and closer, and the steel rod dragged on the ground also rubbed against the ground and produced sparks.

Boom!

Zao Wou-ki landed on the ground again and slammed forward. The strong impact was caused by the sharp friction and squeeze between his body and the air.

The air that was originally extremely docile also began to become extremely manic under Zhao Wou-ki's extremely violent movements. Zao Wou-ki's invincible body bombarded the air in front of him to his heart's content, thus disturbing the situation.

Brush!The air flowing along Zao Wou-ki's body to the sides made a whirring sound, while the air that directly met Zao Wou-ki seemed to become hotter and was forcibly squeezed forward by Zao Wou-ki.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound like dull thunder in the sky.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, because they clearly saw that when the steel rod fell into the air in front of it, a white track appeared along the tip of the rod, and then...

After the chi chi sound, a chair parked in front of Zao Wou-ki was invisibly blown to pieces by the squeezed and frenzied air.

White mist filled the air.

When the white mist dissipated, Zhao Wuji was already close to them.

"Death!" Zhao Wuji's eyes were ruthless, and an indifferent voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell.

A man in black raised the muzzle of his gun, aimed at Zao Wou-Ki's forehead and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh!

Needless to say, the power of the bullet is enough to shoot through the wall.

Zhao Wuji ignored it, and just swung it with the steel rod in his hand.

Jingle.

Sparks burst.

This bullet was swished by Zao Wou-ki's stick to the screen at the top of the audience, the screen trembled suddenly, turned pitch black, and immediately became useless.

The man still didn't give up, and wanted to raise his gun to shoot, unexpectedly, Zhao Wuji stepped forward in an instant, slapped his hand, pinched the micro punch in his hand and crushed it into pieces, a small piece of the gun body was crushed Zhao Wuji squeezed into an iron mound abruptly.

"Is there any other moves?" Zao Wou-ki's indifferent voice made one feel like falling into a cold cave.

That burly man hid behind these people, he was angry and anxious seeing Zhao Wuji's supernatural power, but he was helpless.

Seeing that the gun was ineffective against Zhao Wou-ki, those people were also panicked. They threw the gun at Zhao Wou-ki, and then raised a fist and punched Zhao Wou-ki. Zhao Wou-ki frowned slightly, and casually threw the steel rod wave over.

With a bang, this gun was blown up by Zhao Wuji's stick, and then the tip of the stick hit the man's fist.

Immediately, the surface of the man's forehead fist was like porcelain, and there was a network of lines, and the lines spread, not just on the fist, but spread to his shoulders, and finally spread to his arms It's over.

"Ah" with a scream, I saw that most of his arms followed his scream, and a little bit of blood appeared in the cracks, and the cracks burst open, and the blood and bones were visible, and finally there seemed to be these cracks on the bones .

His forearm is useless.

Zhao Wou-ki put the steel rod across his chest, and squeezed his fist, the air in the fist was squeezed, Zhao Wou-ki raised his arm, and punched out.

boom!

There was only a loud explosion, and the air was blasted by Zhao Wuji's fist, and the air flow exploded, and Zao Wou-ki's fist passed through the fragmented air flow blasted by the fist, and appeared in front of the man.

So, in this world, the last scene this person saw in his life was the fist that kept approaching him, and the momentum of that punch made him almost lose his ability to think.

That punch was constantly enlarged in his eyes, and finally occupied his entire field of vision.

Then, and then the doctor bangs, and he doesn't know anything.

Zhao Wou-ki's punch was enough to blast the air, and his aura almost soared to the sky.

There was absolutely no chance of that person surviving this punch.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Zhao Wuji's punch landed on this person. This person was like a scarecrow flying by the wind. He was thrown high and high. He didn't know what he hit. In fact, he was already there. When Zhao Wuji's punch landed on him, he died.

The rest of the people dispersed again and again, to see Zhao Wuji raised the steel rod horizontally, put it on the ground, looked around with his eyes, then lifted the steel rod with one hand, and blasted it into the air.

Bang!

Following the exploding airflow, Zao Wou-ki flew out and rushed towards those people.

With a bang, Zhao Wuji landed on the ground, the ground cracked first, the crackling sound was unheard, he raised a stick horizontally, and smashed into the group of people with the tumbling air entangled on the stick.

Bang!

Zhao Wuji first smashed a person and several tables into the corner with a stick, the force of that stick penetrated into the body, and the person had already been smashed to death in an instant.

Afterwards, Zhao Wuji picked up the steel rod, leaped high, rammed the giant bang into the air, and then smashed it hard to the ground.

The stick landed on a table on the ground, and there was a loud bang, the table was split into two pieces, and with the infinite force of the steel stick, the half of the table that was separated to the two sides happened to hit the two of them. They flew out, threw them on the ground on both sides, and then fell unconscious.

A man in black picked up a machine gun, and took advantage of the opportunity of getting close to Zhao Wuji to fire the machine gun at close range.

The deadly bullets poured out.

Zhao Wuji raised the steel rod, whizzed and swept it, first formed a barrier, and swept the bullets away one by one to reflect to various places around, then swung the steel rod out, hitting the man's gun with a bang.

The machine gun was shattered, but the remaining force spread along the body of the gun to the man's hand, only to hear Gada's crisp sound, and his wrist broke instantly.

Zhao Wuji didn't give him any chance to react, he swung the steel stick, with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, stretched out the steel stick straightly, and then swung it in a big spin, dancing in an arc like whistling clouds.

At this time, Zhao Wuji happened to be among those people.

Those people were all within the attacking range of Zao Wou-ki, and all of them were thrown into the air by Zhao Wou-ki's round steel rod. They seemed to be no longer human beings, but straw fevers one by one. A scarecrow that will turn people on their backs when blown by the wind.

All were smashed into the air, accompanied by a little bit of red.

Boom...boom...

Violent impact sounded everywhere, and with the steel rod swung by Zhao Wuji with great strength, after sweeping around, an unknown number of people were directly blasted away, and then hit the ground hard, killing them directly.

In a blink of an eye, only the burly man and the few subordinates around him were left.

After seeing Zhao Wou-ki clean up so many people with ease, they turned pale in shock and realized that something was wrong.

Those subordinates seemed to be quite loyal. At this time, they took the initiative to block the burly man behind, and they shouted at her: "Boss, hurry up, we will block you!" A moment of sobriety was restored in the frantic heat.

"You..." He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

"Boss, let's go!" his subordinates roared.

The burly man gritted his teeth fiercely, took a few steps back, looked deeply at his subordinates, and then ran frantically towards the exit.

With the determination to die, those subordinates gritted their teeth and stubbornly stared at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wou-ki looked at everything in front of him, his eyes didn't move at all.

He took a big step forward, and those men suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The corners of Zhao Wou-ki's mouth turned up slightly, and he swung down the long stick in his hand, and plunged deeply into the ground, a full inch deep, the place where the steel stick penetrated into the ground was full of cracks. .

Afterwards, Zhao Wuji became violent, shortening the distance between himself and them in an instant.

With a bang, Zhao Wuji's whole body turned into a streamer, like a missile, ruthlessly charged forward.

bang bang bang

After several muffled sounds, Zhao Wuji bumped into those people.

At this time, Zao Wou-ki can be said to be like a super-heavy truck, possessing unparalleled violent impact force. The men of those burly men were like ants in front of Zao Wou-ki's body. He was knocked out.

This kind of force killed them the moment they hit them, and there was no need to wait until the final landing.

At this time, the burly man shuttled through the aisles between the rings, running wildly.