When Deng Jiuling said this, everyone was shocked.
"General, this man has unparalleled boxing skills. He may be the boxing champion Ba Shengan who has disappeared for many years. Don't underestimate the enemy!" Lei Sandao said solemnly.
"What, it turned out to be the'God Fist' Ba Shengan?" A scream suddenly came from the crowd.
"Ba Sheng'an, that is an invincible hand that beats the Western Regions with eight punches. Back then, it was the legend of the Western Regions."
"I heard that Ba Shengan was an eminent monk at Dalin Temple. He was chased by Dalin Temple for violating the precepts of sex, and he was eventually lost. It turned out that he was hiding in Wu's house."
There was a commotion, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Gong, I've heard of these Bashengan. His fists are as powerful as a spiritual weapon. Don't be careless." Wang Liping said solemnly.
"Unexpectedly, Feng Jianlin, my life going up and down, will fall here today." Feng Jianlin looked bitter.
"Brother, younger brother can die with you, it's worth it!" The parachutist turned pale and gave a miserable laugh.
All the heroes present were silent and desperate.
Eight Shengan!
That's the "Shenquan" Ba Shengan!
Dalin Temple dispatched eight Dacheng masters to jointly encircle and suppress Basheng'an, but he still escaped.
After many years, Ba Sheng'an stepped into the realm of half-step Consummation, and with one punch he flew the Eighth-Rank Grandmaster Lei Sandao. How strong do you think he is
At this time, the group of heroes realized that it is no wonder that Deng Jiuling is so powerful, and Mr. Wu is still full of confidence.
Because "Shenquan" Ba Shengan is the confidence of Mr. Wu!
"It turns out that the sword wolf is the Shenquan Bashengan!"
"Wow, so cool!"
"Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful warrior in my Wu family!"
The senior Wu family also looked shocked and extremely excited.
"My Wu family is worth hundreds of millions and has countless resources. It is not surprising that I spent a half-step with money to complete it." Wu Xiaoqiang thought secretly.
In order to avoid Dalin Temple's chase, the sword wolf hid for many years and kept a low profile.
Until today, in the Wu family, it was only when it was alive and dead that the sword wolf revealed its identity, and used its peerless martial arts to overwhelm the world!
too strong!
At this moment, Dao Lang looked at Deng Jiuling coldly.
"Deng Jiuling, I will ask you one last time, are you drawing your sword? Or not?" Dao Lang stepped forward and snapped.
"Killing you is like killing a chicken. It only takes a punch. Why do you need to use a knife?" Deng Jiuling stood with his hand in his hand, like a standing mountain in Yuanzhu, magnificent.
"Good, good, arrogant junior!"
The sword wolf was furious, and his whole body was full of real aura. In a moment, his aura became boiling like a raging fire:
"Today I will let you know what is called—God! Fist!"
After speaking, Dao Lang sank his waist and immediately, with a fist like fire, he instantly slashed towards Deng Jiuling.
Boom!
This fist just appeared, and the fist wind raged like a violent wind, and buildings crashed wherever it went, like a missile descending.
Roar!
Between the sky and the earth, it seemed as if there was a blazing wild wolf, which roared into the sky, stared at the faint green eyes, showed the fangs in its mouth, and rushed towards Deng Jiuling frantically.
However, in the face of this thunderous pressure, Deng Jiuling was not moved, but punched casually and thundered out.
Wow!
In an instant, everyone only felt that their eyes flashed, and the originally clear void dimmed in an instant.
Between the heaven and the earth, a towering Mount Tai banged down.
Boom!
The next moment, Mount Tai landed and instantly crushed the Pentium Wolf into pieces.
Roar!
In an instant, the scream of wild wolf resounded across the sky.
And the next moment, Void resumed its light again.
The wild wolf and Mount Tai disappeared completely with the wind.
The dazzling sunlight, pouring down graciously, shone on the ground, reflecting on a dumbfounded face.
Under the eyes of everyone, the former "sacred fist" of the Western Regions, Ba Shengan, now the Wu Jialang group of sword wolves, has knelt on the ground, with a fist-sized hole in his chest.
The red blood, flowing slowly from the chest of the sword wolf, filled the earth.
Quiet!
The audience is deadly quiet!
At this moment, the sea rolled up thousands of waves, knocking in everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.
Shocked!
It was shocking!
The senior Wu family still wore an imposing smile on his face.
It's just that this smile has been completely condensed, and it is more ugly than crying.
"Knife wolf, defeated?" The old man Wu fell to the ground like a puddle of mud with his face like ashes.
"The sword wolf is half a step to Consummation, and actually lost to this kid, isn't he...?" The beautiful woman in Qipao couldn't help screaming.
"The Realm of Consummation!" the second elder roared out loud.
Rumble!
Ten million times the critical strike damage!
At this moment, both the Wu family and all the celebrity heroes present were caught in great horror.
"One is a 19-year-old master of Consummation, then can he step into the innate?" Feng Jianlin gasped.
"Yun Gong is really strong and handsome!" Wang Liping stared at Deng Jiuling blankly, her eyes full of admiration.
too strong!
"Master Long has unparalleled swordsmanship and invincible boxing skills. Even if it is placed in my Western Regions, it is an absolute arrogant!" Lei Sandao was convinced, and looked at Deng Jiuling fearfully.
Originally, Lei Sandao was just forced to accept the master Deng Jiuling, and was not convinced in his heart.
However, Deng Jiuling slammed and killed the Grand Master in half a step, but the soul frightened by Lei Sandao was scattered, and Deng Jiuling was completely heartbroken.
Even in the next few decades, Lei Sandao will be loyal to Deng Jiuling and willing to be a dog.
Deng Jiuling's invincible punch, even after many years, is still in the hearts of the crowd, lingering.
Among the crowd, Old Wang Ge stared blankly, Deng Jiuling, who was like a god of the Nine Heavens, was full of regret and regret in his eyes.
"If you had known that Lord Long was so awesome, I should have cut with the Wu family decisively, alas." Old Wang Ge had a sad expression on his face.
When I was in the East China Sea, everyone was not optimistic about Deng Jiuling, but Old Wang Ge supported Deng Jiuling and finally got massive benefits.
Unexpectedly, this time in the South China Sea, because he underestimated Deng Jiuling, Pharaoh Ge's chance to win the sky was completely missed.
Life, this is life!
There was only one chance, and Deng Jiuling had already given it to Lao Wang Ge.
But unfortunately, Old Wang Ge did not catch it.
This incident became the regret of Old King Ge and his whole life.
At this moment, although the South China Sea is big, I am Deng Jiuling! It's-the king!
King, come!
"My Zhang family in the South China Sea, from today onwards, I will completely break with the Wu family and respect General Long!"
"My Nanhai Li family, from today onwards, will completely break with the Wu family and respect General Long!"
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"My Nanhai Xia family, from today onwards, we will completely break with the Wu family and respect General Long!"
After a short silence, one after another Nanhai giants knelt on the ground, respectfully kowtow to Deng Jiuling.
But for a moment, all the merchants in the South China Sea kneeled at the feet of Deng Jiuling.
"My Western Region, Heavenly Thunder City, from today, will be a gun in General Long's hand. You point me, I will hit it with three thunder swords!"
Damn it!
Lei Sandao didn't talk nonsense, knelt on his knees, banging his head constantly.
"From today onwards, my family in Longcheng Feng will respect General Long." Feng Jianlin bowed and saluted, and looked at Deng Jiuling respectfully.
Feng Jianlin and Wang Liping are in harmony with each other, with a strong background and a net worth of billions.
But Feng Jianlin is optimistic about Deng Jiuling's future.
Dragon City is a huge vanity fair, and Feng Jianlin knows very well that once Deng Jiuling steps into the innate in the future, it is the Feng family that goes further and ranks among the big clans in the world!
Feng Jianlin is a big bet. Use Feng's luck to bet on Deng Jiuling's future glory!
This bet is not a big deal!
But Feng Jianlin felt that he had the need to gamble!
In the end, even the parachutist, with awe in his eyes, knelt on the ground to show his admiration for Deng Jiuling.
In the end, with the exception of the Wu family, within the huge artificial island, whether it was a giant in the South China Sea, a businessman in the East China Sea, or even the three thunder swords of the Western Regions, all knelt at the feet of Deng Jiuling!
With this monstrous majesty, Deng Jiuling's gaze fell on Elder Wu.
"Deng Jiuling, the old man lost, my Wu family admits it, but if you dare to kill the old man, you will be killed too!"
Elder Wu let out a miserable laugh, his eyes full of resentment: "Don't you want a colorful mandala?"
"The old man is not afraid to tell you the truth. The colorful mandala from my Wu family is not in my South China Sea, but hidden in the Beiming Tianfeng Pavilion."
"If you are acquainted, then quickly let me from the Wu family go."
"When the old man arrives in Beiming, he will naturally entrust the disciple of Tianfeng Pavilion to send you the colorful mandala."
As he spoke, Mr. Wu's eyes flickered, and the bitterness in his eyes flashed away.
Deng Jiuling wanted to destroy Wu and his family, after all, it was for the colorful mandala.
Therefore, Mr. Wu is confident, and Deng Jiuling will definitely not refuse this suggestion.
However, after hearing this, Deng Jiuling smiled: "Old man Wu, are you really sure that the colorful mandala is in Tianfeng Pavilion?"
"Of course, the pavilion of Tianfeng Pavilion and I are always friends. That colorful mandala is now the young master of Tianfeng Pavilion, Sedum, temporarily entrusted to take care of it."
Stroking his white beard lightly, Mr. Wu said disdainfully, "Deng Jiuling. Although you are awesome, you are still inferior to the young master of Tianfeng Pavilion."
As soon as the voice fell, Wu Xiaoqiang also proudly said: "My Wu family failed today, and I confessed to leave the South China Sea."
"However, Tianfeng Pavilion is very powerful in Beiming. Young Master Jingtian and I are also brothers. He will definitely help our Wu family make a comeback."
"Deng Jiuling, you force me, I remember today's hatred, and I will return from Beiming in the next day and seek revenge from you!"
Hearing this, Deng Jiuling laughed, his eyes full of disdain: "Do you think that your Wu family still left today?"
"I said that you will destroy your Wu family today, and you members of the Wu family, don't even want to leave!"
Boom!
As soon as Deng Jiuling said this, Mr. Wu was furious: "Deng Jiuling, you... Could it be that you don't want a colorful mandala?"
"I need a colorful mandala. When the wind pavilion arrives, I will naturally send it to you. Why should I bother your old man again?" Deng Jiuling said with disdain.
"Dad, there is a boat over there!" said the beautiful woman in cheongsam suddenly.
"It's still a big keel ship!" The second elder also said.
Following the prestige, everyone discovered that a huge merchant ship suddenly appeared between the blue sea and blue sky.
On the splint of the merchant ship, a towering figure was looking towards this side.
After seeing the incoming person clearly, Mr. Wu suddenly brightened his eyes and became excited and excited.