Fantasy: It turns out I'm a supreme martial god

"This broken martial arts school doesn't even have a name. It's estimated that it's rubbish again."

As he walked, he was clean and looked at the martial arts school.

Suddenly, he stopped.

His eyes fell on the only word on the plaque.

"Wu?"

He frowned. He always felt that there was something hidden in the plaque, but he didn't find anything after observing for a long time.

He couldn't help smiling disdainfully.

With a wave of his hand, he shot out with a vigorous fight and went towards the "Wu" plaque.

The palm of his hand fell. Without another look, he stepped directly into the martial arts school because of a broken plaque. Under his means, there was no other end - only crushing.

However, he didn't know that his strength not only didn't cause any damage to the Wuzi plaque, but also didn't even leave a trace.

After entering the front hall, Wuchen directly splits it with one palm. He wants to destroy the front hall first.

But when his powerful palm was shot, it could not cause any movement. On the contrary, the eighteen pictures hanging on both sides of the wall suddenly emitted dazzling light.

Then, without any hesitation, the 18 weapons, such as knives, guns, swords and halberds, suddenly solidified on his head and came towards him with the smell of destruction.

Wuchen's sick complexion suddenly changed. Under the pressure, his complexion suddenly looked like white paper.

He understood that there was a terrible crisis.

Without the previous frivolity in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless. Almost the first time, he took out the Zhentian stone given to him by the Xuanwu ancestor.

As soon as the Zhentian stone came out, it immediately exuded dazzling brilliance.

But just for a moment, under the pressure of eighteen weapons, it became dark and disgraceless.

"What?"

Wuchen was shocked. He had no means to resist anymore. He could only watch eighteen kinds of weapons coming overhead and getting closer and closer.

Between the electric light and flint, 18 kinds of condensed weapons crisscrossed by. It was clean and clean, and even the scream could be sent out. It was directly extinguished, leaving only the earthquake stone "Ga Bang" on the floor.

"What's the noise?"

Yi Feng, who was sleepy, was about to fall asleep. He was awakened by the sound and sat up.

Then he took Zhong Qing to the hall and found that the hall was empty except for a stone much larger than the brick.

"Wipe."

"Which son of a bitch with no quality threw stones at Lao Tzu's house!"

Yi Feng scolded loudly. When he came closer, he found that the floor had been smashed and collapsed. He immediately felt distressed. He chased out and found that there was no figure.

"No quality dog, I curse you for having a son without a fart."

Can not make complaints about the main master, Yi Feng can only make complaints about Tucao, and after he tore up, he told the bell Qing: "help me to throw this broken stone out,"

"It's the master."

Zhong Qing struggled to pick up the stone and walked outside. Just two steps later, he seemed to think of something and said, "master, I look at the size of the stone. Why don't I take it to the door and fill the steps?"

Hearing Zhong Qing's words, Yi Feng's eyes lit up.

Don't say it. It's really.

Thinking of this, Yi Feng nodded and ordered, "that's OK. Just put it at the door. This unqualified bastard can also be regarded as a shade."

But this is a hindrance to Yi Feng.

He has always been easy-going and has never made a complaint with anyone. Why did someone throw such a big stone at his martial arts school.

I can't figure it out.

Because Zhong Qing is completely well, Yi Feng is teaching Zhong Qing's new boxing in the next few days, but he doesn't go out much.

Xuanwu sect.

Demon ling'er came to the hall and stood respectfully in front of Ning Xuanwu.

"Senior master, elder martial brother Wuchen has been there for so many days without any movement. Something is wrong!" The demon couldn't help saying.

Ning Xuanwu frowned slightly when he heard the speech.

It's reasonable to say that after so many days, no matter how clean and clean, there should be news, but there's no letter at all. It's really abnormal.

"No wind, you go down the mountain to have a look, find no dust and meet together, and then come back and report to me."

Xuanwu Lao Zu looked at the cloak man and ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes, master."

Jing Wufeng nodded respectfully, waved his cloak behind him, and immediately disappeared in the hall