Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Moonlight lonely shadow, a small voice sounded on the magnificent training ground, a little abrupt.

Zhou Dao slowly walked out of the crowd, and instantly became the focus of everyone from the original inconspicuous moment.

Wu Antong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Zhou Dao, showing coldness.

His methods are well known, and even so, he dares to use only the former, which is unprecedented.

"Is he crazy? It's not the way to make money."

"One serving is not so easy to take. No one will share the firepower. He may even have to stay here with his life."

"Who is this kid? Outlaw?"

For a time, everyone whispered and shook their heads.

As a "person pile", the calculation method of remuneration is extremely special. In each battle, the fewer the number of people, the longer the persistence time, the more generous the reward can be obtained.

Just like that night, when Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong fought against each other, their income was almost four or five times higher than that of ordinary people.

Now that Zhou Dao is fighting alone, he seems insatiable.

"Is your friend crazy poor? Is this kind of money so easy to earn?" Scar gritted his teeth and whispered.

In the past, there were people who wanted to challenge Wu Antong and swept the audience, but without exception, they never walked off the training ground.

Wang Xuanzhi spread his hands and made a helpless gesture.

"Running around for money without life, is this a commoner? Even if you step into the path of cultivation, it is inevitable." Xiao Yurou's beautiful eyes narrowed and she said lightly.

"Our background is destined to not be able to taste such helplessness and sadness." Fang Boyi said lightly.

They were born in honor and high above, how could they sell their lives for money?

In their eyes, whether it is thoughtful, or any "human pile" is stupid and pathetic.

"It's finally interesting." A long-lost smile appeared on Wu Antong's face. It's been a long time since I saw such a wonderful person who doesn't know how to live or die.

"Since your courage is commendable, I will let you take action first." Wu Antong showed mercy.

"Young Marquis is so noble, you should take the shot first." Zhou Dao looked at him and said lightly.

"I'll shoot first? Then you have no chance." Wu Antong sneered.

Originally, he wanted to let Zhou Daoyi die, but the other party actually violated his intentions, so there was no need to stay.

rumbling...

At this moment, Wu An was activated, his blood was surging, and the tide rolled him towards the front, and he was in front of Zhou Dao in a blink of an eye.

The violent fist slammed into Zhou Dao's chest with vigorous blood energy.

The wind howled, hurting the ears and eyes.

The power of this punch can feel great pressure even if you look at it from a distance.

"This kid is finished."

At this moment, everyone had the same idea in their hearts.

A winner's smile appeared on Wu Antong's face, and his fist fell.

At this moment, a finger appeared in front of Zhou Dao lightly.

That earth-shattering punch landed on that finger, like chasing a quagmire, and he couldn't move forward any longer.

"This... this is impossible!?"

The smile on Wu Antong's face instantly solidified, and he raised his head suddenly, unable to believe it.

This punch, he used 50% of his strength, but hitting the finger on it was like hitting a wall, extremely hard and indestructible.

"Master Young Master, don't be reluctant to work hard."

Zhou Dao looked at Wu Antong indifferently.

"You..." Wu Antong's eyes trembled, he didn't dare, and he didn't want to believe it.

rumbling...

At this moment, a terrifying blood energy erupted from Wu Antong's body, soaring into the sky like a raging flame.

"Tianxing Double Lion Boxing."

With murderous intent flashing in Wu Antong's eyes, he finally used his housekeeping skills.

The Tianxing Shuangshi Fist is the secret art of war in the Imperial Palace, and it ranks fifth. Wu Antong has been practicing for many years, and he has already reached the realm of transformation, which has maximized the power of this internal auditing art of war.

rumbling...

The terrifying blood energy flickered like flames, entwined on Wu Antong's fists, and in a trance, the phantoms of the two male lions emerged in the burning blood energy, roaring like a madness, and the sound was powerful.

"Tianxing Double Lion Fist, it is said that this method absorbs the power of the stars, quenches the blood energy, and evolves into a lion shape. In the past, the master of the Imperial Palace used this method to shock and kill a monster who almost stepped into the big demon realm."

Fang Boyi was slightly moved.

Wu Antong is worthy of being the most beloved son of the Marquis of Shenwu. At a young age, he has practiced this divine art of warfare to such a level that the martial arts are brilliant and cannot be desecrated.

rumbling...

The twin lions roared like a star burst, and the terrifying power followed the two fists.

This time, without any block, the terrifying force, like a flood bursting, all fell on Zhou Dao.

The aftermath oscillated, like ripples spreading, the entire training ground was trembling, cracks appeared and expanded, and the gravel collapsed and splashed everywhere.

"My mother, this kind of power is worthy of opening the three orifices, so can you still have a human form?"

Everyone was horrified and looked at the center of the training ground in amazement.

At this moment, they just realized the real horror of this young marquis, and at the same time, they were a little fortunate that they never angered him.

"That kid is so miserable."

One after another, they looked at the scattered smoke and dust in the sky. They were swallowed up by this power, and they should not even be able to find the whole body.

"Master Young Master, haven't you eaten?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded, resounding like thunder, shaking everyone's eyes.

In the center of the martial arts field, the smoke and dust dissipated, and two figures stood upright.

Zhou Dao stood still, without the slightest expression on his face.

Wu Antong's fists still stopped in front of Zhou Dao's chest and never pulled away.

At this moment, the martial arts field was dead silent, everyone was like petrification, and their hearts were full of shock.

"My God, he was unscathed in the frontal fight?"

At this moment, the sound of sucking cold air resounded, and the exclamation sound was like a deep pool, causing ripples.

"This...it's impossible..."

Wu Antong raised his head in horror and looked at Zhou Dao's indifferent eyes.

His arrogance, his arrogance, his invincibility, his aloofness... all vanished at this moment, replaced by infinite fear.

You know, just now that was all his strength.

The nine transformations of the refining realm, the realm of three orifices, combined with the double star Tianshi Fist, did not hurt the man in front of him with a frontal blow?

Zhou Dao's strength not only exceeded his expectations, but completely exceeded his understanding.

"Impossible, he... how did he do it?"

Fang Boyi stood up suddenly and looked at Zhou Dao incomprehensibly.

Xiao Yurou next to her is also pale ~www.readwn.com~ is no longer as calm and calm as just now, and looks at Zhou Dao with puzzled eyes.

"You... who are you?"

Wu Antong is not a fool, he is very clear that standing in front of him is a great master, a great master enough to make him look up.

"Master Young Master, are you finished? It's my turn."

Zhou Dao whispered softly, every word hit Wu Antong's nerves like a hammer, destroying his self-confidence.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Suddenly, Wu Antong's expression changed suddenly, and he had a premonition that something was wrong.

rumbling...

At this moment, Zhou Dao stepped out one step, his big hand like a landslide of Sumeru, directly smashing and annihilating Wu Antong's whole body's blood and energy, and the terrifying force slammed into the ground against his head.

The violent aura shattered the ground, and Wu Antong was like a dog. Zhou Dao pressed his head directly into the gravel on the ground, and scarlet blood spurted out, which was particularly dazzling.