The Wu family's residence.
living room.
Zhou Donghuang sat at the head of the table and looked at the five people who had just walked into the living room with a calm expression, "If I remember correctly... your Wu family seems to have five sixth-level Qi Gathering martial arts monks, right?"
"Why are there only four here?"
"Is it possible... do you think that the four of you are enough to eat me, Zhou Donghuang?"
When the words fell, Zhou Donghuang's lips showed a hint of teasing at the right time.
Now, among the five people who walked into the living room, one of them was Wu Nanxun, and the other four were all strangers to Zhou Donghuang.
Two of them look quite similar to Wu Nanxun.
"Your Excellency, I am the governor of Guangling County and the head of the Wu family, Wu Wentao."
Wu Wentao took a step forward and slightly arched his hands towards Zhou Donghuang. When he introduced himself, he looked at Zhou Donghuang with a solemn look.
Before he saw this young man, he didn't feel anything.
Only when he saw this young man with his own eyes did he know what 'confidence' meant. It was as if the sky was falling, but it was not enough to make the young man in front of him change his mind.
People with this kind of self-confidence are either really powerful or they are just being arrogant.
However, Wu Wentao has met countless people in his life, but he does not think that the young man in front of him is the former. He is more inclined to think that the young man is the latter.
"The second master of the Wu family, Wu Jingtao, is a sixth-level Qi Gathering martial arts monk."
After Wu Wentao introduced himself, the second master of the Wu family also stood up. His thin figure was as straight as a javelin, but the gaze that fell on Zhou Donghuang revealed a frightening cold light, as if he was choosing someone to eat.
"The Wu family worships Liu Yifan, a sixth-level Qi Gathering martial arts monk."
After Wu Jingtao, the second master of the Wu family, an old man wearing a green robe stood up.
The old man is tall, as strong as an ox, and has a strong back and waist. Although his appearance is old and his hair is pale, his body is more like that of a young man.
When Liu Yifan stood up, Wu Nanxun stared at Zhou Donghuang with hatred in his eyes, and sneered: "Zhou Donghuang, I, Grandpa Liu, am the strongest man in Guangling County, and I have also practiced the third-rate defensive martial arts "Han". "Iron Clothes", the defense is so strong that no one in Guangling County can break it!"
"Third-rate martial arts?"
Hearing Wu Nanxun's words, Zhou Donghuang glanced at the old man in surprise.
As far as he knew, in Yunyang, apart from the Yunyang royal family and the major princes' palaces, there were only two big families with third-rate martial arts.
Those two powerful families were each given a third-rate martial arts because they had made considerable contributions to the Yunyang royal family.
"As far as I know, the third-rate defensive martial arts "Han Tieyi" was a third-rate martial arts given to the powerful Liu family by the royal family of Yunyang Kingdom... Are you from the Liu family of the Tianwu County Sheriff's Office?"
Zhou Donghuang asked calmly.
"good."
The old man raised his head proudly, as if he was proud to be a member of the Liu family, a powerful family.
However, Zhou Donghuang's next words completely solidified the pride on his face, "Ignore the Liu family, a powerful family, and condescend to this small wealthy family... In my opinion, you are in the Liu family Can’t survive?”
Zhou Donghuang's words were tantamount to heartbreaking words in the old man's ears, because he mentioned the old man's pain points.
A powerful family is superior to a wealthy family.
If a family wants to become a powerful family, it must have at least one Qi-gathering eighth-level martial arts monk sitting in charge.
As for the Liu family, in addition to being the governor's mansion of the upper-class "Tianwu County", they are also a top family with many ninth-level Qi Gathering martial arts monks.
In the Liu family, a sixth-level Qi-gathering martial arts monk who could not go any further would not be reduced to a janitor or errand boy, but he did not have much status.
Liu Yifan is this type of person.
"This kid..."
Just when Liu Yifan was poked in a painful spot by Zhou Donghuang, his face darkened, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes, another old man standing aside took a step forward in time and introduced himself in a deep voice, "The eldest elder of the Wu family, Wu Chong, Ju. A sixth-level Qi martial arts monk."
"There's another one, call him over too."
Zhou Donghuang said lightly.
"snort!"
Liu Yifan snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "What an arrogant boy! The four of us are more than enough to deal with you!"
"Your Excellency, if you can survive today under the hands of the four of us, the grudge between you and our Wu family will be wiped out!"
Wu Wentao stared at Zhou Donghuang with lightning eyes and said in a deep voice.
If the young man in front of him could survive today from the four sixth-level Qi-gathering martial arts monks of the Wu family, he would not be someone the Wu family could afford to offend.
Even if his only son's meridians were crippled by the other party, he could only break the pain and swallow it into his stomach.
"Escape intact?"
Zhou Donghuang smiled contemptuously, "You think too highly of you."
After the words fell, Zhou Donghuang raised his hand and took the heavy black iron gun weighing 1,200 kilograms from Ah Fu. Then, while weighing the gun in his hand, he looked at Wu Wentao and others calmly.
"The four of you, come together."
Zhou Donghuang was still sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the first place, looking at Erlang's legs and said lightly.
"You...are you just going to sit there and fight us?"
After hearing Zhou Donghuang's words and seeing that Zhou Donghuang had no intention of leaving his seat, Wu Jingtao's face darkened and he asked coldly.
Isn't this young boy who looks about sixteen or seventeen years old too arrogant
Do you really think they are weak persimmons
"You are not worthy of letting me stand up."
Zhou Donghuang glanced at Wu Jingtao casually. The disdain in his eyes made Wu Jingtao's face turn red with anger. Then he swayed and was the first to fly out. At the same time, he pulled out the three-foot sword from the scabbard hanging at his waist. Narrow knife.
Buzz! !
The three-foot narrow knife, which looked no different from a sword, shot out of the air with a cold light. It seemed to come alive in Wu Jingtao's hands. When it was pulled out, it seemed to turn into a spiritual snake and swiped directly between Zhou Donghuang's eyebrows. .
Wu Jingtao took action, and in addition to using the Wu family's unrivaled body and martial arts, he also used the Wu family's unrivaled sword and martial arts.
Whoosh! !
Zhou Donghuang's hand holding the gun shook, and the heavy black iron gun, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, turned into a black lightning. When the knife in Wu Jingtao's hand was still four feet away from his eyebrows, a gun hit him. On the knife.
Clang! !
"ah"
Accompanied by a harsh sound of iron impact, Wu Jingtao's screams also spread in time. When he let go and abandoned the narrow knife, his tiger's mouth had cracked and was dripping with blood.
Poof!
The narrow knife that flew out hit the pillar on the side of the living room, and the blade was completely submerged in it. The force of the fall was evident.
And this was just the result of Zhou Donghuang throwing the gun carelessly.
"Let's go together."
Zhou Donghuang glanced at Wu Wentao, Liu Yifan and Wu Chong lightly, his tone was as calm as before, and his face was as calm and calm as before.
Wu Wentao and the others saw Zhou Donghuang's attack, injuring Wu Jingtao and knocking the knife out of Wu Jingtao's hand, and their expressions instantly became extremely solemn.
Now, after hearing Zhou Donghuang's words, they looked at each other and took action together.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three figures roared out and headed straight for Zhou Donghuang.
At the same time, Wu Jingtao also ran to the pillar, pulled out the knife from the pillar with his uninjured left hand, and prepared to join the besieging army.
boom! boom! boom!
However, when Wu Jingtao pulled out the knife and prepared to join forces with Wu Wentao and the others, as soon as he turned around, three consecutive loud noises were heard in his ears, followed by two painful sounds. A scream and a heavy groan.
When he turned around, the scene in front of him made Wu Jingtao's feet feel as if they were filled with lead, unable to move at all.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The bodies of Wu Wentao and Wu Chong were shot away one by one by Zhou Donghuang, and shot to the wall on one side of the living room like an arrow. With two loud bangs, the side of their bodies that were in contact The walls were cracked, and the cracks like spider webs were dazzling and eye-catching.
When their bodies scraped against the wall and crashed to the ground, blood spurted from their mouths, their breaths were weak, and they obviously lost the ability to fight again.
Now, even Liu Yifan, who is known as the strongest man in Guangling County, was knocked back more than ten steps by Zhou Donghuang's shot. His pupils were round, his face was red, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"As expected of the third-rate defensive martial arts "Han Tieyi". He took a casual shot from me, and it turned out to be only a minor injury."
Zhou Donghuang rarely left his seat, stood up, and walked towards Liu Yifan. As he walked, he reminded: "You probably didn't defend with all your strength just now. Now, I give you a chance to defend with all your strength... Look at your "Han Tieyi", can you Or take another shot from me!"
As he finished speaking, Zhou Donghuang grinned, his two rows of white teeth shining brightly.
Seeing Zhou Donghuang raise his hand again, a shot was about to sweep in. Liu Yifan, who knew that he could not avoid it, his face suddenly darkened, and he used all his strength to activate the true energy in his body, using their Liu family's third-rate defensive martial arts "Han Tieyi". 》.
After exerting "Cold Iron Clothes" with all his strength, Liu Yifan looked at Zhou Donghuang again, his eyes seemed to be radiant, and he seemed to have become extremely confident in an instant.
"Die Lang Jin!"
Zhou Donghuang's eyes flashed, and the true energy in his body swept out layer by layer, carrying the heavy black iron spear, falling from the sky like a meteorite, and hit Liu Yifan's strong chest heavily.
The person who uses "Cold Iron Clothes" has the strongest defense in his chest.
boom! !
The heavy black iron gun fell, Liu Yifan's body shook violently, and he took a step back.
Seeing this scene, Wu Wentao and others' eyes lit up, and they thought Liu Yifan had caught Zhou Donghuang's shot.
However, the next moment, their gazes suddenly solidified.
Whoosh! !
The moment Liu Yifan took a step back, Liu Yifan's body flew out as if ignoring gravity. The speed of flying out was several times faster than that of Wu Wentao and Wu Chong just now.
boom! !
Liu Yifan's body turned into a cannonball and flew out of the living room through the wall without any pause, as if the thick wall was not enough to slow down his body.
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