Chapter 87: Go crazy

OMG!
That's the eleventh major weekly master.
Gao Le was stunned by Wang Yu's strength. That Tang Feng was the eleventh major Zhou Tian, ​​and he was one step short of entering the twelfth heaven and earth bridge. In this assessment, he was an absolute top master.
It was such a top expert who was knocked down by Wang Yu's punch.
Although it would not cause much damage to the opponent, Wang Yu's strength was definitely not low in terms of speed and strength.
Gao Le, the little fat man, suddenly felt his face hot. He just said triumphantly that it was covering Wang Yu.
"Hey, I am covering him when I list the harm, and he is covering me when he makes the harm, which is not bad!
After figuring it out, Gao Le laughed.
"So courageous!"
Tang Feng got up from the ground, his expression furious.
Wang Yu's slap just now hit his dignity, hit his pride, and made Tang Feng, who was full of confidence, feel angry in his heart.
Tang Feng looked at Wang Yu uncertainly, his eyebrows gradually revealed a solemn expression.
Maybe Zhao Zhen said something exaggerated, but Wang Yu's strength is really strong, there is no doubt that if you underestimate it, you will never know how to die.
However, he does not think he will lose to Wang Yu.
The punch just now was caused by Wang Yu's sneak attack, and he had acted for a while.
Huhuhu!
The wind is howling!
Blue light gushes out of Tang Feng's body, and the breath on his body suddenly resembles the ocean, surging. In this deep autumn season, the appearance of water vapor makes people feel refreshingly cold.
Qin Yuan shrank his neck, and Gao Le gathered his hands together.
Wang Yu didn't care at all. When the cold breath fell on him, it was absorbed by the yin fish eyes of the Taiji diagram in the dantian.
"Boy, your sneak attack just now was very clever. I was swayed by you. Now I have been facing you squarely. Now I see you, how else can I sneak attack..."
Tang Feng's words haven't fallen yet.
Wang Yu appeared in front of him again, making a fist with his right hand, and shaking vigorously.
bump!
Tang Feng became a trapeze again, and with a swish, he flew more than ten feet away. When he fell to the ground, he smashed the ground into a big hole and hit several big trees.
If the previous attack was considered a coincidence, how about this time?
Gao Le chuckled: "Brother, you are too good, you will be my eldest brother after I find out. If I stabbed Lou Zi, I will ask you to wipe my butt. Ouch..."
As soon as Gao Le finished speaking, Qin Yuan stepped on him: "Don't cause trouble to the young master."
Gao Le looked at Qin Yuan and opened his mouth. He said in his heart: "It seems that as long as you are there, the trouble of your young master is indispensable!"
Naturally, these words were in the stomach and did not come out.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
After Tang Feng crawled out of the ground, he was almost mad.
With a roar, Tang Feng stopped talking nonsense, drew out his portable sword, and immediately rushed towards Wang Yu, and Jianfeng stabled towards Wang Yu.
Tang Feng is also the genius of the Eleventh Great Zhou Tian, ​​with exquisite martial arts in his hand and superb swordsmanship.
As soon as the sword's edge turned, a layer of water mist rose up, and the water mist became even more heavy. Ordinary people caught in it, natural movement was inconvenient, the infuriating movement was blocked, and the strength dropped by two or three layers.
Wang Yu did the same at the beginning.
However, in Wang Yu's dantian, the yin and yang Tai Chi diagram appeared outside the body, the yin and yang turned, all the cold was driven away by him three feet away.
Tang Feng had never expected such a change, he had already rushed forward, turned the tip of his sword, and stabbed it out.
Whoosh!
Tang Feng flew up and flew with the sword, forming a line, seeming to merge into one, flying through the air, killing Wang Yu.
"Huh, little bugs!"
Wang Yu's expression was indifferent, the Tai Chi figure spread out on his body, the yin and yang two qi with him.
Carrying the long sword, it is also a stab, and the direction of the sword tip is exactly the direction of the other's sword tip. In this way, the two sword tips touch together.
Ding!
Such a picture appeared on the empty ground.
Tang Feng was still in midair, and the sword in his hand was on the tip of Wang Yu's sword.
The picture freezes here.
"Get off!" Wang Yu snorted lightly, suffocating in real anger, and venting huge energy from the sword body to Tang Feng.
boom!
Tang Feng flew out again.
"This person is addicted to flying." The little fat man Gao Le said kindly.
puff!
Tang Feng, who was about to get up, had a sudden loss of blood and vomiting blood.
Tang Feng's eyes were red, and he fell into madness, and the turbulent killing intent poured out of his body.
If you wanted to kill Wang Yu before, it was because of Zhao Zhen, this time it was himself, who wanted to kill Wang Yu especially.
"I didn't expect you to have such strength. Changing to an ordinary eleventh major Zhoutian martial artist, I am afraid it is not your opponent, but I am not an ordinary person, I am a genius."
Tang Feng is proud. He is not a monk's family and has no monk's backing. Everything is achieved by his efforts.
Tang Feng's pride would never allow him to be beaten like this when faced with a person of a realm higher than him.
He must kill Wang Yu, and he must kill people by any means.
However, he was deeply impressed by Wang Yu's powerful strength, and if head-on, he might not be able to kill Wang Yu.
Qin Yuan glanced aside, he noticed, a trace of madness appeared in his eyes.
"kill!"
With a roar, Tang Feng killed him again.
When Wang Yu was about to carry his sword to fight with him, he saw that Tang Feng suddenly turned towards Qinyuan when he was approaching him.
Tang Feng's change was too fast, and Wang Yu was about to rescue him, when he suddenly felt an invisible power of soul penetrate into his sea of ​​consciousness, making him a little mentally paralyzed and slowing his movements.
Wang Yu's complexion condensed, it was the person who made the shot in secret.
The power of the soul is a monk in the purple mansion realm.
Damn it!
"Send to me!"
Wang Yu's dantian Tai Chi diagram is powerful, the yin and yang fish eyes rotate, the yin and yang two qi forms an aura, dispersing the power of the soul.
"Huh! Interesting."
The person in the secret gave a hum, and it was surprising that Wang Yu could break his soul thorn.
Wang Yu broke free from the monk's sneak attack, staring at the location of Qinyuan, and then his eyes were murderous.
I saw that Tang Feng rushed in front of Gao Le and Qin Yuan, Gao Le didn't even think about it, and stood up, a tall and stalwart phantom appeared, Gao Le used all his strength and slammed towards Tang Feng with a punch.
"roll!"
Looking at Gao Le's fist, Tang Feng smiled contemptuously, and knocked Gao Le flying out with a palm. His shot was particularly heavy, and Gao Le soared in the air.
Tang Feng grabbed it towards Qinyuan.
"Tang Feng, you die for me!"
Seeing that he was about to catch Qinyuan, Tang Feng, who could threaten Wang Yu with Qinyuan, suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him. He was too late to catch Qinyuan and rolled on the spot, avoiding Wang Yu's sword.
Just when he was about to get up on the ground, Wang Yu came to him again and looked at him with a stern face.
"If you just aim at me, I might spare your life graciously, but if you attack Qinyuan, the king of heaven is here, so don't try to save you."
After Wang Yu finished speaking, he stabbed Tang Feng with a sword, frightening Tang Feng's three souls out of his body, leaving his body in awe.
"Tang Feng crushed the jade card." Zhao Zhen shouted loudly, making Tang Feng sober, without thinking about crushing the jade card in his hand.
Wang Yu's sword also reached Tang Feng's body, just as he was about to pierce a person. Suddenly, a powerful breath rushed in, and people who came to slap Wang Yu without even thinking about it.