Super Monk

Wetland Park fell into a strange silence, almost all the warriors did not expect that the black devil and Zhao Fugui would fight so miserably and fiercely. The black devil is a top-level strong man who has made a breakthrough and stepped into the mythical realm of half a step. All the strong men in the mythical level of half a step can only fight so fiercely with Zhao Fugui.

How strong is Zhao Fugui? Is he really the great master sanchongtian perfect? Or is he actually a half step myth, the youngest half step myth in China? Otherwise, how can he compete with the black devils at the level of half step myth? Almost every warrior raised this question in his heart.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao!" Ye Qingmei and ye Qingzhu rowed the boat to the place where Zhao Fugui fell into the water, but the rain fell on Ye Qingmei and ye Qingzhu like hail. Ye Qingmei and ye Qingzhu tried to shout to the place nearby, but they couldn't see where Zhao Fugui was.

"Brother Zhao, brother Zhao!" Ye Qingzhu also cried out, trying to hear any movement around him, but there was no sound on the lake except the sound of rain.

The cry of Ye Qingmei and ye Qingzhu broke the silence of the wetland park. Some of the stunned warriors finally recovered and breathed a long breath. The battle just now was too soul stirring for them.

"The first man under the heaven list really deserves the reputation. The black devil has the strength of the first man under the heaven list, and he can break through the half step myth. However, master Zhao has such strength. Even if the black devil breaks through the half step myth, he can even fight with the black devil. It's terrible!" A warrior murmured.

"In my opinion, master Zhao's talent is far beyond that of Ye Tiannan. Ye Tiannan is far worse than master Zhao at his age. Even 30 years ago, when Dugu Jue was in full swing, he was older than master Zhao by at least ten years. Master Zhao is definitely the first genius of our Chinese Zhenwu circle in the past 100 years Another warrior said firmly.

"Master Zhao is the myth of Zhao. Master Zhao's strength is absolutely at the level of myth. Otherwise, it's impossible to fight with the black devil. There has never been a great master of triple heaven who can compete with a half step myth level strong man like this, even if a great master of triple heaven competes with a half step myth level strong man perfectly Said the third warrior.

"Master Zhao is indeed a peerless conceit. Today's World War I is full of rumors. Master Zhao's talent and strength are really terrible. It's a pity, it's a pity!" The other said.

"What about peerless pride? Are we still short of pride in China for so many years? How many peerless Tianjiao may have reached the peak of martial arts? Most of the pride either fell, or eventually disappeared in the public! Zhao Fugui is very strong, strong almost challenge tianbang strong strength, but whether he can survive today is not easy to say! " A warrior said coldly.

"What do you mean? Master Zhao and the black devil are both defeated. They may not be sure to die. Maybe master Zhao's last sword has cut off the black devil. I saw the black devil's arm cut off with my own eyes! " Some young martial artists are unconvinced and say that Zhao Fugui has become the idol of many young martial artists.

"The black devil may not be able to kill Zhao Fugui, but it's hard for others to say!" The warrior who spoke earlier turned his mouth and looked in the direction of Zhao Fugui's falling into the water. There were several warriors drawing out their weapons and quietly leaning over.

Seeing this scene, many martial arts people's faces changed greatly at the same time. Some young martial arts people wanted to help, but they were immediately stopped by several cold looking people. They even took out a black token, which was the real martial arts order. The Presbyterian Council had long expected that the black devil and Zhao Fugui would lose each other, so they sent someone to carry the real martial arts order and act according to the circumstances.

Now these people finally see a great opportunity.

"The Presbyterian Council has an order. All the warriors in Youzhou fight together to surround and kill Zhao Fugui. Those who dare to disobey the order will be killed without mercy!" A warrior sent by the Presbyterian Council said coldly.

The whole wetland park quieted down again, and hundreds of martial arts people looked at the real martial arts order and the martial arts people holding the real martial arts order in silence.

"If the Presbyterian Council wants to kill master Zhao, why don't they do it in person? Master Zhao's fight with the black Devils today is fair and just. The Presbyterian Council is too humble to take advantage of the chaos, isn't it?" The voice of the warrior suddenly came out from all directions and said that the warrior who spoke was obviously a master. He could disperse the voice so that people could not hear where the voice came from.

"Who is it, who is speaking?" The man with the real order changed his face and yelled. But the answer to him was only silence. The warrior finally found out that it was wrong. Since Zhao Fugui killed the emissary in Xuanyi and despised Zhenwu order, the authority of the Presbyterian Council has plummeted. Now even the strong men they invited have not been able to destroy Zhao Fugui by thunder, which makes the authority of the Presbyterian Council decline.

If these things had not happened, the authority of the Presbyterian council would still have made these aristocratic warriors dare not resist, but now it is different. The top ten in the tianbang do not fight. The Presbyterian Council can not even suppress Zhao Fugui, a rising star. Everyone can see the weakness of the Presbyterian Council.

What's more, the wetland park now has hundreds of martial arts, representing at least one or two hundred Zhenwu families. Even when the Presbyterian Church was the most powerful, it was not dare to say that it uprooted so many families, let alone now. It's a joke that the warrior with the real martial order dares to say that there is no amnesty for killing.No warrior obeyed the order at all. He saw that the atmosphere of the wetland park was not right. Even some warrior who wanted to do something didn't dare to do it.

"Quick, find Zhao Fugui and kill him!" The soldiers sent by the Presbyterian Council looked ugly. Among them, the soldiers holding the real martial order immediately yelled to the others. As soon as they showed their bodies, they surrounded the area where Zhao Fugui fell into the water.

"Wow!" At this time, the lake suddenly sounded a huge sound of water, the pouring rain gradually stopped, the clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the sun shone down again.

"It's fine!"

"Zhao Fugui, you are dead. How dare you cut off my arm? I will crush your head, pull out your spine, refine your soul, and make you immortal!" In the "crash" of the water, the arm was cut off, and a terrible wound appeared on the whole body. The wound almost cut the black devil's body, but the guy didn't die. He appeared from the water and roared ferociously.