The King of Wu was a fun thing, not short of money. He treated the pearls as rubble, regardless of whether everyone met the requirements or not, he would give them as a gift.

Even a charming fairy was clearly in a formality. She was panting and pounding her pink fist. Damn, the pointer didn't move.

King Sun of Wu glanced at him in confusion, blinked his eyes, and asked uncertainly:

"It's only two or three pounds, so it's light to massage my brother's back."

The fairy trembled and leaned forward, and said with a charming smile:

"Is there any energy? The young master hasn't tried it yet, how do you know?"

Seeing Cuicui moving two steps away from her intentionally or unintentionally, she snorted and left with the beads.

The last one to appear was a burly man with a swelling muscles all over his body. He was obviously a strong man, only half a head shorter than Kunlun slaves.

The world of strong is of course respected by strength.

After he finished saluting Kunlun slaves, he stood in front of the rock and roared angrily. He stepped forward with his left leg and swung his right fist, like a big hammer of siege.

Bang……

A huge muffled sound came out, the ground trembled slightly, and even the huge rock shook.

The pointer was frozen in a flash - 16,000 jin.

Everyone took a breath.

Such a strong force is enough to penetrate the body with one punch. Fortunately, the immortal master has always only fought, and the fighting power is done by ordinary people, and he is inferior. What is the use of great power? It is just a convenience to move things. The sword cultivator has no power to tie a chicken. He flew out with one sword and took the head of the general thousands of miles away. Who dares not to obey?

King Sun of Wu applauded and laughed, grabbed three pearls and rewarded them with the strong men, and took them away.

The scene was silent for a moment, and his eyes focused on Kunlun Nu and Xiao Yaoke.

The former is born with divine power, and it goes without saying.

The latter was very bold. After beating the outer disciples of Tiantai Sect, they did not run away, but instead rushed in. Gambling took advantage of the King of Wu and did not stop. They wanted to compete with Kunlun slaves. What medicine can they sell in the gourd?

The outer gate is just the sect's walking in the world, and its combat power is not strong. However, Lei Ming, the elder of the inner gate of Tiantai Sect, guarding Wuwei City and living in Qingliang Mountain 60 miles away. After receiving the message of the incense, he could arrive in just one cup of tea.

Xiao Yaoke is fearless. Are he ready to fight with the top traitor?

From a distance, twenty or thirty people walked out of the hall of the outer gate of Tiantai Sect. The chief deacon Li Gang and two elders stood in the forefront of the team, staring at this side, but did not come.

Kunlun slave stood up, two meters and five meters high, just like an iron tower.

Everyone was waiting with breath.

When power has surpassed the ordinary level and rises to the scope of Taoism, you must be respected.

Low-level sword cultivators will never dare to provoke such high-level physical cultivators. If they are too far away, the flying sword may not be able to break the other person's physical defense. If they get too close, they will be afraid of being pinched like a chicken.

On the other hand, Xiao Yaoke has an ordinary appearance and no power. His real strength is not as good as gambling, and he can't play any tricks. Isn't this a humiliation before the war?

Kunlun slave walked to the rock, closed his eyes and focused his mind.

King Sun of Wu was quite experienced and quickly grabbed Cuicui and walked back, and then asked everyone to retreat to prevent the gravel from collapsing out and hurting people.

Kunlun Nu's muscles tightened, then swelled, and fell like breathing. Although there was no leakage of aura or stimulation of magic power, there seemed to be a giant dragon in his body, rushing and roaring, about to break out of the wall, and choose someone to eat.

After about ten breaths, I heard a roar, whisper!

Then, bang...

A big earthquake.

The demarcation stone shaking violently and the gravel splashed.

Everyone was far apart and they were not hit.

Each of them had crooked eyes and slanted mouths, staring at the giant standing upright like a demon in front of the stone, with weak knees.

Good, if this punch hits the body, no magic weapon is good for use, and the body will turn into meat sauce.

The King of Wu walked forward, before he could speak. The sharp-eyed immortal master started to yell, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, ninety thousand kilograms...

Is this still a human?

Crazy...

All the immortal masters rushed forward one after another.

King Sun of Wu looked at the force gauge carefully and said with a smile:

"Hahaha, the total 92,500 kilograms. Brother Kun's strength has reached another level, which is gratifying!"

Kunlun slave also grinned, and his dark face seemed so happy.

Everyone was talking and talking, and the mouth was flying.

Xiao Yaoke came to the stone silently, slowly bent his arms, pressed his legs, brushed his waist, shrugged his shoulders, shook his hips, pressed his fingers, and jumped...

Be careful, retreat...

King Sun of Wu continued to wave his hand to command, and everyone took a few steps back as they said, not taking it seriously.

The sound is gradually quiet.

When the monks saw Xiao Yaoke's frivolous "warm-up" look, their eyes were wide open, and they were all embarrassed by him.

The thief, just punched. As for the ugly thing? It's almost a little bit of a fight. We are immortal masters, not men who sell big savages on the streets, monkeys who play tricks.

He lost all his face!

At this moment, the figure of the yellow-faced man suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment...

It was so short that he didn't even have time to flick his fingers, and he didn't have time to turn his thoughts. When he saw his shadow, he fainted into the stone very strangely.

Great sound and faint sound.

When it first started, there was only a slight "click".

Then, the sky collapsed and the earth broke...

Everyone was dizzy and their minds were blank.

The earth shook, and the whole big stone exploded flat.

The gravel was like a rain of arrows, accompanied by a sharp whistling, covering the sky and sweeping across the world.

The King of Wu was prepared for a long time, and a wall of air emerged out of thin air, protecting Cuicui and others.

The other monks were not so lucky.

The distance was too close and fell down like a wheat harvest. The farther one hurriedly protected the eyes and faces with his palms. Not to mention using the qi and urged magic weapons, he could not even dodge in a hurry. Only Huiyi and a dozen others did not join in the fun. The distance was far, and they stood high, and escaped this disaster.

The sky is covered with dust.

A figure soared into the sky and landed obliquely on the ramp in front of Tiantai Sect Hall.

"Yu, the bull's nose of Tiantai Sect. Hand over the treasures of heaven and earth spirit stones and magic weapons, grandpa will spare you!"

He was greeted by dozens of white sword lights.

Xiao Yaoke laughed and his figure disappeared again.

The air blew, and the white air was like a rainbow.

Bang...

The dozens of people who were waiting in front of the palace were overturned and were knocked out of a big gap. Oh, the moaning people everywhere, and the unharmed turned around and chased the palace.

Dangdangdang...

The alarm bell rings rapidly.

The terrified monks got up one after another, thinking that this place was so stupid. When the outer gate was attacked, the big real person from Qingliang Mountain flew to the blink of an eye. Don’t eat mutton, and you’re also irritating.

King Sun of Wu walked to the pile of rocks, raised his hand and a shrunk disk flew into his palm.

Staring for a long time, silent.

Kunlun slave looked at the stone pile and bowed deeply. The strong man with a strength of more than 10,000 pounds knelt down and bowed to him.

Xiao Yaoke's punch exceeded 100,000 pounds!

The magic weapon was smashed and the huge rock shattered.

Even if the strong men from heaven come to earth, their majesty will not be so.

The immortal masters were like headless flies. Some rushed back to the immortal master's hall to pack their things, while others ran out... Some were hesitant, and they wanted to observe the upcoming battle, but were afraid that the gods would suffer from fighting the ghosts...
Chapter completed!