I have a hero dream

The three monks I saw in my eyes were swaying there, as if they couldn't see clearly.

Ning Yunfeng held his chest with his right hand, his face was pale, he coughed, and thought to himself: "So strong, is this his strength? He is ten times stronger than Ning Yunfeng, and I want to talk to him about fighting in such ignorance some."

Ren Jue let out a growl, kicked several times in the air, and turned his gaze to another hall master-level figure: "Ignorant boy, you dare to make moves in front of me. I'll let you go if I'm in a good mood today. When we meet again tomorrow, I hope your strength can open my eyes!"

Ning Yunfeng was quickly covered by several subordinates to leave, and he knew that his plan had failed in this battle.

The situation was one-sided, and most of the ground was the bodies of the Flying Eagle Gang.

An hour later, there were only a hundred Flying Eagle Gang members left in the arena. They formed several solid circle formations with their backs facing each other.

Their faces were full of exhaustion, their bodies were covered with bloody knives, and even the swords trembled with their hands. There were already more than a dozen powerless people in the inner circle slumped to the ground.

Ren Jue looked coldly at the only surviving remnant soldiers, and couldn't help shaking his head, motioning for the surrounding Dao Ninja Gang to get out of the way. He raised his fists high, pushed forward, and roared like an ancient giant. : "Overlord Fist."

The fist made its own aura go up to a higher level, and the fist that was full of power was full of domineering aura, and the overwhelming pressure hit forward, and those people who were under heavy pressure could not breathe.

The solid formation was also broken in an instant, one and two flew out, fell to the ground and vomited blood.

A voice came from not far away: "That person can't think of running rampant here."

This person is also Bu Junwu, who was practicing in seclusion before, and now he is in the middle level of physical training.

"Huh? It seems that its aura has broken through not long ago, but I haven't paid attention to it just entering the middle level."

Hearing this, Ren Jue looked back in surprise, and found that this person was a little stronger than the others, and there was a trace of fighting intent on his face.

However, the fighting spirit on his face quickly turned into arrogance: "But maybe you can let me have a good time."

"What? This person's aura seems to be stronger than mine! It's really powerful, but kill me, Feiying Gang."

Bu Junwu secretly said: "Today, you don't even think about escaping."

After he landed on the ground, he looked around but found that one or two of his own people had fallen to the ground, and most of them were dead, so he couldn't help being angry, but what he hated even more was that his own disciple actually hid it from him. Fight privately.

"Pick me up."

This was something he never expected, but now that he knew it was not time to think, he held Fang Tian's painted halberd and pointed it at Ren Juedao, without paying attention to Gu Ming behind him.

Gu Ming was quite furious in his heart, he didn't expect that the gang leader who just took office not long ago would ignore him, but his heart turned cold: "Today is the day when your gang will be wiped out, now you are the only one left, and in the future you will be the only one left." The days when our sword ninja gang dominated.

Your foundation will be my Sword Ninja Gang in the future, hahahaha. "

He hid this thought in his heart, his expression remained unchanged, but his expression was calm.

He made a rough calculation that his gang suffered the least loss in this battle, so there was nothing to worry about.

Ren Jue looked at Bu Junwu who was rushing forward, and said, "Just see what you have."

Bu Junwu's face was full of wise and extraordinary aura. He held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly with both hands, and poured out eighteen martial arts moves in his body. The murderous aura was overwhelming, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a halberd god.

The surrounding wind was pouring into the tip of his halberd, every move felt a little pressure in front of Ren Jue's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

He took a pair of iron fist gloves from his arms and slowly put them on. He felt a familiar atmosphere from it, and a smile appeared on his face, but he didn't have a trace of fear when he saw Bu Junwu approaching. Shoot out the light of fighting spirit just around the corner.

He clenched his fists tightly, took a step forward, and rushed forward, waving the Overlord Fist in both fists. Every move was as steady as a rock, but he was both offensive and defensive, and Junwu couldn't see a single flaw in the concession.

As soon as the two fight against each other, they know the strength of the other side.

Bu Junwu's halberd technique is swift and fierce, and he is powerful and heavy, but the level of cultivation is already a watershed.

He swung his halberd down, and Ren Jue raised his left fist one stroke, feeling full of strength in it, but soon the solidity of the lower body prevented him from being crushed.

The two sides fought more and more bravely, and Gu Ming could see behind him that the sky was full of vigor, but he used his internal strength to form a protective shield to resist these external factors.

Of course, the gang members under him will retreat far away. After all, if they are involved, the loss outweighs the gain.

Ren Juezan said: "The halberd technique is indeed good, but it hasn't made me admire it yet. The warm-up just now is over, and now it's just started. I hope you don't disappoint me, Master Bu."

Bu Junwu's pupils shrank. At first he thought that the opponent had already used all his strength to fight him, but now it seems that he himself was too naive.

Ren Juedao: "Bawangquan, the third giant fist that breaks the sky."

As soon as the voice fell, changes appeared in the fists immediately. I saw a pair of fists getting a lot bigger, and I felt a trace of unimaginable power from them, and this terrifying power was also deeply felt by Bu Junwu.

The fist is more than five times bigger than before, like a giant fist.

It was just a slight punch. Although Bu Junwu reacted quickly, it was not enough. I saw that he wanted to avoid it in time, but the opponent predicted his position and punched him firmly on the tail of the halberd. , causing him to retreat violently without a trace of balance.

The power inside was so terrifying that it made his blood boil, but fortunately he stopped it and swallowed the blood back into his stomach.

But his body was still very depressed and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he backhanded the halberd forcefully on the ground in time, but his whole body was also shaken, and all the wind in his body disappeared.

The Wudong Qiankun's Wind Art didn't last long before it was broken. He held the painting halberd tightly with both hands and barely stopped, but Ren Jue could clearly see this series of expressions. He couldn't help but feel that this battle Already a winner.

He turned his head and looked at Gu Ming's smiling expression, and knew that the other party was very satisfied with his behavior, and it was not his fault, after all, he was a Dharma protector of the third-rate sect.

Bu Junwu was defeated with just one punch. Judging from the ugly expression of the opponent, he knew that the opponent was really stubborn.

Ren Juedao: "Master Bu, now that the Flying Eagle Gang has been completely wiped out by me and the Dao Ninja Gang, I respect you for being a man, you should cut yourself off!"