Chapter 60
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The iron bar contains mysterious Qi and has amazing power. No barbarian is born with thick skin and meat. They can't carry it. They are directly beaten and spilled with blood.
Yang Wu's belligerent blood was boiling. He laughed and said, "come a little more. You can fight, because you're too weak!"
Yang Wu's laughter fell, his iron rod was full of energy, and his mysterious Qi was like a storm. It was raging on the four injured barbarians. They couldn't retreat and couldn't stop it.
When Yang Wu's iron stick was put away, the four barbarians were covered with blood and fell into a pool of blood.
Yang Wu did not look at them. The iron rod hung on the ground. As he ran forward, the iron rod drew a fierce spark.
Once those prison slaves who are not afraid of life and death approach, they will fly with a stick. No one can stop them at all.
Soon, there was a blood road in the first district, all of which were the blood of prison slaves. It spread a long way and was extremely shocked.
Those prison guards who were secretly watching felt numb. The young man with an iron rod was no worse than any boss.
If such a young man wants to escape from prison, he has to be stopped by the district head.
Yang Wu walked as far as Xiao Hei ran. No one could stop them.
The appearance of Yang Wu finally alerted Shi Taisheng, one of the four leaders of the league. He was also sitting in the mountains nearby as king.
Shi Taisheng appeared in front of Yang Wu with bare hands. He stood at the commanding height like an iron tower, like a King Kong, with bright eyes and amazing momentum.
Once, Shi Taisheng tore up seventy-nine soldiers and a general of the Xia Dynasty on the battlefield before he was captured.
At present, being a prisoner is still very powerful and becoming the boss of prison slaves. Although it is difficult to get rid of this identity all his life, he wants to kill more talents of the Xia Dynasty. For example, the young boy in front of him is the object he wants to kill most.
Even if such a young genius still has the possibility of flying into the sky in the mountain prison, Shi Taisheng will strangle the genius and reduce the crisis of his compatriots.
This is also the reason why Shi Taisheng lived in a muddle.
Shi Taisheng has the spirit of being a single man. He coldly looks at the "Petite" Yang Wu. There is no slightest contempt in his eyes, but only a strong murderous spirit.
Other prison slaves stopped killing Yang Wu and made room for Shi Taisheng. They believed that only Shi Taisheng would kill the young man in front of them.
Yang Wu looked up at Shi Taisheng in front of him. The bloody iron stick pointed away and said, "if the barbarians stop me, I will die!"
From an early age, Yang Wu knew that the people of the Xia Dynasty were at odds with the barbarians. He didn't know what was going on, whether it was a territorial dispute or a racial dispute. In short, the hostility instilled by nature was innate.
"Boss, kill him quickly. He hurt many of our brothers!" cried a prison slave.
"Yes, don't let him go. It's too arrogant. I really thought there was no one in our first district!" another prison slave said.
……
Yang Wu knew that the barbarian in front of him should be an old stone Taisheng in the first district. He had heard Xu Jiaohua talk about the situation in the first district. One of the four bosses was a barbarian.
"Hey, what I like most is a young genius like you!" Shi Taisheng grinned at Yang Wu.
"It is said that barbarians have developed limbs and simple mind. It seems that they really do. They dislike being my servant!" Yang Wu sneered.
Shi Taisheng's eyes sank and walked towards Yang Wu with powerful steps. Each step stepped on the ground and stepped out a deep footprint, which shows how overbearing his power is.
"Insult my barbarians, kneel down and give you a whole corpse!" Shi Taisheng shouted at Yang Wu with a strong momentum as he walked.
He was full of light yellow Qi, which was like snakes and pythons swimming in the game.
Yang Wu flicked the unbound ink and said with a smile, "the same words are for you."
With that, Yang Wu greeted Shi Taisheng head-on. He was not afraid of Shi Taisheng. He just hoped that Shi Taisheng's strength would not disappoint him.
As soon as Shi Taisheng's eyes picked up, a yellow fist blew at Yang Wu. His fist inch was like a snake and python roaring and biting people.
The power of this fist is incomparable. It is enough to break the stone and open the mountain. It is not an ordinary top soldier who dares to take it.
Yang Wu can see clearly the trajectory of Shi Taisheng's attack. He can avoid it first and then find out the mobile phone meeting, but he didn't do so. Instead, he gathered the power of his palm and patted the fist.
Bang!
The fists and palms were staggered, and different forces splashed away. The two were deadlocked in place, and no one gave in. Their hair and clothes flew, and the ash and gravel rolled around them.
Shi Taisheng's eyesight picked it up, just like two divine awns flashing, and another fist blew out again. The snake Python's mouth was wide open, trying to choose someone to eat.
Yang Wu's other palm rippled like a wave, and the strength of the spiral condensed in the palm like a small vortex to meet the snake and python.
The fists and palms collided with each other again, and they were still equally divided. Why not bear anyone.
"I don't believe you can be stronger than me!" Shi Taisheng shouted angrily. He punched again, and his strength went up to a higher level.
Yang Wu also took back his palm and then took out his palm, and his strength was rising.
Bang! Bang!
Yang Wu and Shi Taisheng fought hard. No one was willing to give in. There were two different colors between their palms and fists. It was wonderful to fly sand and walk stones around them.
The prison slaves around were surprised. It was hard for them to imagine that such a young man could compete with the barbarian Shi Taisheng. Even the first three bosses in the first district could not have such skills.
"Damn, I must beat you with one punch!" Shi Taisheng was more and more anxious. He roared. All the mysterious Qi was running, and the brute force in his body was madly condensed on his fists and smashed at Yang Wu at the same time.
Pretty Python fist!
This is Shi Taisheng's fighting fist. It can hit at least 15 tripods, enough to smash the huge rocks into powder.
Yang Wu had realized that Shi Taisheng was doing his best. He took a step back. The Taishang jiuxuan formula and Longgui town water formula worked to the extreme. The power in his body was extracted madly, condensed into two vortices in the palm, and became more rapid. It seemed that there was a sound of "vortex" contained in it. He first shouted: "I just used 80% of my strength, and now I defeat you with 90% of my strength!"
As his voice fell, his palms pushed forward.
This is definitely more than the power of twenty tripods. The spiral water waves burst the python inch by inch.
Shi Taisheng splashed blood on his arms, and a trace of blood seeped out. His body shape retreated continuously. Every step back, he stepped on the ground and a deep pit appeared.
Yang Wu worked hard like a dragon and a turtle. He rushed forward, and his palms continued to beat hard.
Shi Taisheng's hands were shaking, but he had to raise his fist and fight again.
Shi Taisheng was repulsed again, but he still didn't fall down. The blood between his arms seeped more, and the pain made his expression more and more uncomfortable.
Yang Wu continued to palm, waving his palm, just like the tide, wave by wave, wave by wave.
At this moment, he realized the subtlety of the wave whirling split palm more and more, and the stage of Dacheng became more and more mature. He was afraid that he could practice this palm technique to the perfect stage in a short time.
Under the seventh impact, Shi Taisheng's arms were bent, his bones were broken, and his body fell heavily on the ground, smashing the ground into a human pit and raising a piece of dust.
Shi Tai has thick skin and thick flesh. He doesn't die so easily. He wants to get up, but one foot has stepped on his chest and directly depressed his chest.
Poof!
Shi Taisheng spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person became impotent. It was difficult to have any more combat power.
Yang Wu stepped on Shi Taisheng, looked down at Shi Taisheng and announced, "all the red steel stones you collected belong to me."
"Ha ha... I can't leave the mountain prison at all. Why do I have red steel stone? You think too much!" Shi Tai still laughs wildly when he is dying.
Yang Wu killed his mind and shouted, "there's no red steel stone. What's your use!"
Shi Taisheng wanted to open Yang Wu's foot with a fist. Unfortunately, Yang Wu made efforts at this time, and stepped through his chest, making him die on the spot.
"He... He killed boss Shi. Let's avenge him!"
"Yes, we are doomed to die when we are captured here. We can make money by killing this boy together!"
"He consumed a lot of power, so he killed him now."
……
The captive barbarians here screamed repeatedly. They killed Yang Wu with crowbars or rocks.
They had already acknowledged their death. It was almost the same for them to die one day earlier and one day later, but they were satisfied to kill more people of the Xia Dynasty.
Yang Wu held out his hand and grabbed the iron bar thrown on the ground. Xiao Hei appeared on his shoulder again. He smiled: "Xiao Hei, let's fight together today!"
Yang Wu waved the iron bar like a long dragon and swept away thousands of troops. Many crowbars were smashed off one after another, the rocks were smashed, and the blood of barbarian prison slaves was splashed on the spot.
Yang Wu was really not in the mood to kill all these barbarians. He killed them all the way to other mountains. No one was his general.
Many of these prison slaves were afraid of being killed. The young man's strength was almost unlimited. If other martial artists were to be so exhausted, they would be surrounded and killed.
On a mountain not far away, there were dozens of prison slave guards together. Three of them were standing at the highest place. They had killed Yang Wu. They looked at the scenes and showed some dignity.
These three prison slaves are the leader of the alliance, Scud AI Feili, zombie Han ruthless and clown teacher Lengmei.
In their opinion, the young man's combat effectiveness is no less than them, or even better than them, which is a fact they can't accept.
"It's a terrible young man!" sighed Alfred, a middle-aged and old man.
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The iron bar contains mysterious Qi and has amazing power. No barbarian is born with thick skin and meat. They can't carry it. They are directly beaten and spilled with blood.
Yang Wu's belligerent blood was boiling. He laughed and said, "come a little more. You can fight, because you're too weak!"
Yang Wu's laughter fell, his iron rod was full of energy, and his mysterious Qi was like a storm. It was raging on the four injured barbarians. They couldn't retreat and couldn't stop it.
When Yang Wu's iron stick was put away, the four barbarians were covered with blood and fell into a pool of blood.
Yang Wu did not look at them. The iron rod hung on the ground. As he ran forward, the iron rod drew a fierce spark.
Once those prison slaves who are not afraid of life and death approach, they will fly with a stick. No one can stop them at all.
Soon, there was a blood road in the first district, all of which were the blood of prison slaves. It spread a long way and was extremely shocked.
Those prison guards who were secretly watching felt numb. The young man with an iron rod was no worse than any boss.
If such a young man wants to escape from prison, he has to be stopped by the district head.
Yang Wu walked as far as Xiao Hei ran. No one could stop them.
The appearance of Yang Wu finally alerted Shi Taisheng, one of the four leaders of the league. He was also sitting in the mountains nearby as king.
Shi Taisheng appeared in front of Yang Wu with bare hands. He stood at the commanding height like an iron tower, like a King Kong, with bright eyes and amazing momentum.
Once, Shi Taisheng tore up seventy-nine soldiers and a general of the Xia Dynasty on the battlefield before he was captured.
At present, being a prisoner is still very powerful and becoming the boss of prison slaves. Although it is difficult to get rid of this identity all his life, he wants to kill more talents of the Xia Dynasty. For example, the young boy in front of him is the object he wants to kill most.
Even if such a young genius still has the possibility of flying into the sky in the mountain prison, Shi Taisheng will strangle the genius and reduce the crisis of his compatriots.
This is also the reason why Shi Taisheng lived in a muddle.
Shi Taisheng has the spirit of being a single man. He coldly looks at the "Petite" Yang Wu. There is no slightest contempt in his eyes, but only a strong murderous spirit.
Other prison slaves stopped killing Yang Wu and made room for Shi Taisheng. They believed that only Shi Taisheng would kill the young man in front of them.
Yang Wu looked up at Shi Taisheng in front of him. The bloody iron stick pointed away and said, "if the barbarians stop me, I will die!"
From an early age, Yang Wu knew that the people of the Xia Dynasty were at odds with the barbarians. He didn't know what was going on, whether it was a territorial dispute or a racial dispute. In short, the hostility instilled by nature was innate.
"Boss, kill him quickly. He hurt many of our brothers!" cried a prison slave.
"Yes, don't let him go. It's too arrogant. I really thought there was no one in our first district!" another prison slave said.
……
Yang Wu knew that the barbarian in front of him should be an old stone Taisheng in the first district. He had heard Xu Jiaohua talk about the situation in the first district. One of the four bosses was a barbarian.
"Hey, what I like most is a young genius like you!" Shi Taisheng grinned at Yang Wu.
"It is said that barbarians have developed limbs and simple mind. It seems that they really do. They dislike being my servant!" Yang Wu sneered.
Shi Taisheng's eyes sank and walked towards Yang Wu with powerful steps. Each step stepped on the ground and stepped out a deep footprint, which shows how overbearing his power is.
"Insult my barbarians, kneel down and give you a whole corpse!" Shi Taisheng shouted at Yang Wu with a strong momentum as he walked.
He was full of light yellow Qi, which was like snakes and pythons swimming in the game.
Yang Wu flicked the unbound ink and said with a smile, "the same words are for you."
With that, Yang Wu greeted Shi Taisheng head-on. He was not afraid of Shi Taisheng. He just hoped that Shi Taisheng's strength would not disappoint him.
As soon as Shi Taisheng's eyes picked up, a yellow fist blew at Yang Wu. His fist inch was like a snake and python roaring and biting people.
The power of this fist is incomparable. It is enough to break the stone and open the mountain. It is not an ordinary top soldier who dares to take it.
Yang Wu can see clearly the trajectory of Shi Taisheng's attack. He can avoid it first and then find out the mobile phone meeting, but he didn't do so. Instead, he gathered the power of his palm and patted the fist.
Bang!
The fists and palms were staggered, and different forces splashed away. The two were deadlocked in place, and no one gave in. Their hair and clothes flew, and the ash and gravel rolled around them.
Shi Taisheng's eyesight picked it up, just like two divine awns flashing, and another fist blew out again. The snake Python's mouth was wide open, trying to choose someone to eat.
Yang Wu's other palm rippled like a wave, and the strength of the spiral condensed in the palm like a small vortex to meet the snake and python.
The fists and palms collided with each other again, and they were still equally divided. Why not bear anyone.
"I don't believe you can be stronger than me!" Shi Taisheng shouted angrily. He punched again, and his strength went up to a higher level.
Yang Wu also took back his palm and then took out his palm, and his strength was rising.
Bang! Bang!
Yang Wu and Shi Taisheng fought hard. No one was willing to give in. There were two different colors between their palms and fists. It was wonderful to fly sand and walk stones around them.
The prison slaves around were surprised. It was hard for them to imagine that such a young man could compete with the barbarian Shi Taisheng. Even the first three bosses in the first district could not have such skills.
"Damn, I must beat you with one punch!" Shi Taisheng was more and more anxious. He roared. All the mysterious Qi was running, and the brute force in his body was madly condensed on his fists and smashed at Yang Wu at the same time.
Pretty Python fist!
This is Shi Taisheng's fighting fist. It can hit at least 15 tripods, enough to smash the huge rocks into powder.
Yang Wu had realized that Shi Taisheng was doing his best. He took a step back. The Taishang jiuxuan formula and Longgui town water formula worked to the extreme. The power in his body was extracted madly, condensed into two vortices in the palm, and became more rapid. It seemed that there was a sound of "vortex" contained in it. He first shouted: "I just used 80% of my strength, and now I defeat you with 90% of my strength!"
As his voice fell, his palms pushed forward.
This is definitely more than the power of twenty tripods. The spiral water waves burst the python inch by inch.
Shi Taisheng splashed blood on his arms, and a trace of blood seeped out. His body shape retreated continuously. Every step back, he stepped on the ground and a deep pit appeared.
Yang Wu worked hard like a dragon and a turtle. He rushed forward, and his palms continued to beat hard.
Shi Taisheng's hands were shaking, but he had to raise his fist and fight again.
Shi Taisheng was repulsed again, but he still didn't fall down. The blood between his arms seeped more, and the pain made his expression more and more uncomfortable.
Yang Wu continued to palm, waving his palm, just like the tide, wave by wave, wave by wave.
At this moment, he realized the subtlety of the wave whirling split palm more and more, and the stage of Dacheng became more and more mature. He was afraid that he could practice this palm technique to the perfect stage in a short time.
Under the seventh impact, Shi Taisheng's arms were bent, his bones were broken, and his body fell heavily on the ground, smashing the ground into a human pit and raising a piece of dust.
Shi Tai has thick skin and thick flesh. He doesn't die so easily. He wants to get up, but one foot has stepped on his chest and directly depressed his chest.
Poof!
Shi Taisheng spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person became impotent. It was difficult to have any more combat power.
Yang Wu stepped on Shi Taisheng, looked down at Shi Taisheng and announced, "all the red steel stones you collected belong to me."
"Ha ha... I can't leave the mountain prison at all. Why do I have red steel stone? You think too much!" Shi Tai still laughs wildly when he is dying.
Yang Wu killed his mind and shouted, "there's no red steel stone. What's your use!"
Shi Taisheng wanted to open Yang Wu's foot with a fist. Unfortunately, Yang Wu made efforts at this time, and stepped through his chest, making him die on the spot.
"He... He killed boss Shi. Let's avenge him!"
"Yes, we are doomed to die when we are captured here. We can make money by killing this boy together!"
"He consumed a lot of power, so he killed him now."
……
The captive barbarians here screamed repeatedly. They killed Yang Wu with crowbars or rocks.
They had already acknowledged their death. It was almost the same for them to die one day earlier and one day later, but they were satisfied to kill more people of the Xia Dynasty.
Yang Wu held out his hand and grabbed the iron bar thrown on the ground. Xiao Hei appeared on his shoulder again. He smiled: "Xiao Hei, let's fight together today!"
Yang Wu waved the iron bar like a long dragon and swept away thousands of troops. Many crowbars were smashed off one after another, the rocks were smashed, and the blood of barbarian prison slaves was splashed on the spot.
Yang Wu was really not in the mood to kill all these barbarians. He killed them all the way to other mountains. No one was his general.
Many of these prison slaves were afraid of being killed. The young man's strength was almost unlimited. If other martial artists were to be so exhausted, they would be surrounded and killed.
On a mountain not far away, there were dozens of prison slave guards together. Three of them were standing at the highest place. They had killed Yang Wu. They looked at the scenes and showed some dignity.
These three prison slaves are the leader of the alliance, Scud AI Feili, zombie Han ruthless and clown teacher Lengmei.
In their opinion, the young man's combat effectiveness is no less than them, or even better than them, which is a fact they can't accept.
"It's a terrible young man!" sighed Alfred, a middle-aged and old man.
The iron bar contains mysterious Qi and has amazing power. No barbarian is born with thick skin and meat. They can't carry it. They are directly beaten and spilled with blood.Yang Wu's belligerent blood was boiling. He laughed and said, "come a little more. You can fight, because you're too weak!"Yang Wu's laughter fell, his iron rod was full of energy, and his mysterious Qi was like a storm. It was raging on the four injured barbarians. They couldn't retreat and couldn't stop it.When Yang Wu's iron stick was put away, the four barbarians were covered with blood and fell into a pool of blood.Yang Wu did not look at them. The iron rod hung on the ground. As he ran forward, the iron rod drew a fierce spark.Once those prison slaves who are not afraid of life and death approach, they will fly with a stick. No one can stop them at all.Soon, there was a blood road in the first district, all of which were the blood of prison slaves. It spread a long way and was extremely shocked.Those prison guards who were secretly watching felt numb. The young man with an iron rod was no worse than any boss.If such a young man wants to escape from prison, he has to be stopped by the district head.Yang Wu walked as far as Xiao Hei ran. No one could stop them.The appearance of Yang Wu finally alerted Shi Taisheng, one of the four leaders of the league. He was also sitting in the mountains nearby as king.Shi Taisheng appeared in front of Yang Wu with bare hands. He stood at the commanding height like an iron tower, like a King Kong, with bright eyes and amazing momentum.Once, Shi Taisheng tore up seventy-nine soldiers and a general of the Xia Dynasty on the battlefield before he was captured.At present, being a prisoner is still very powerful and becoming the boss of prison slaves. Although it is difficult to get rid of this identity all his life, he wants to kill more talents of the Xia Dynasty. For example, the young boy in front of him is the object he wants to kill most.Even if such a young genius still has the possibility of flying into the sky in the mountain prison, Shi Taisheng will strangle the genius and reduce the crisis of his compatriots.This is also the reason why Shi Taisheng lived in a muddle.Shi Taisheng has the spirit of being a single man. He coldly looks at the "Petite" Yang Wu. There is no slightest contempt in his eyes, but only a strong murderous spirit.Other prison slaves stopped killing Yang Wu and made room for Shi Taisheng. They believed that only Shi Taisheng would kill the young man in front of them.Yang Wu looked up at Shi Taisheng in front of him. The bloody iron stick pointed away and said, "if the barbarians stop me, I will die!"From an early age, Yang Wu knew that the people of the Xia Dynasty were at odds with the barbarians. He didn't know what was going on, whether it was a territorial dispute or a racial dispute. In short, the hostility instilled by nature was innate."Boss, kill him quickly. He hurt many of our brothers!" cried a prison slave."Yes, don't let him go. It's too arrogant. I really thought there was no one in our first district!" another prison slave said.Yang Wu knew that the barbarian in front of him should be an old stone Taisheng in the first district. He had heard Xu Jiaohua talk about the situation in the first district. One of the four bosses was a barbarian."Hey, what I like most is a young genius like you!" Shi Taisheng grinned at Yang Wu."It is said that barbarians have developed limbs and simple mind. It seems that they really do. They dislike being my servant!" Yang Wu sneered.Shi Taisheng's eyes sank and walked towards Yang Wu with powerful steps. Each step stepped on the ground and stepped out a deep footprint, which shows how overbearing his power is."Insult my barbarians, kneel down and give you a whole corpse!" Shi Taisheng shouted at Yang Wu with a strong momentum as he walked.He was full of light yellow Qi, which was like snakes and pythons swimming in the game.Yang Wu flicked the unbound ink and said with a smile, "the same words are for you."With that, Yang Wu greeted Shi Taisheng head-on. He was not afraid of Shi Taisheng. He just hoped that Shi Taisheng's strength would not disappoint him.As soon as Shi Taisheng's eyes picked up, a yellow fist blew at Yang Wu. His fist inch was like a snake and python roaring and biting people.The power of this fist is incomparable. It is enough to break the stone and open the mountain. It is not an ordinary top soldier who dares to take it.Yang Wu can see clearly the trajectory of Shi Taisheng's attack. He can avoid it first and then find out the mobile phone meeting, but he didn't do so. Instead, he gathered the power of his palm and patted the fist.Bang!The fists and palms were staggered, and different forces splashed away. The two were deadlocked in place, and no one gave in. Their hair and clothes flew, and the ash and gravel rolled around them.Shi Taisheng's eyesight picked it up, just like two divine awns flashing, and another fist blew out again. The snake Python's mouth was wide open, trying to choose someone to eat.Yang Wu's other palm rippled like a wave, and the strength of the spiral condensed in the palm like a small vortex to meet the snake and python.The fists and palms collided with each other again, and they were still equally divided. Why not bear anyone."I don't believe you can be stronger than me!" Shi Taisheng shouted angrily. He punched again, and his strength went up to a higher level.Yang Wu also took back his palm and then took out his palm, and his strength was rising.Bang! Bang!Yang Wu and Shi Taisheng fought hard. No one was willing to give in. There were two different colors between their palms and fists. It was wonderful to fly sand and walk stones around them.The prison slaves around were surprised. It was hard for them to imagine that such a young man could compete with the barbarian Shi Taisheng. Even the first three bosses in the first district could not have such skills."Damn, I must beat you with one punch!" Shi Taisheng was more and more anxious. He roared. All the mysterious Qi was running, and the brute force in his body was madly condensed on his fists and smashed at Yang Wu at the same time.Pretty Python fist!This is Shi Taisheng's fighting fist. It can hit at least 15 tripods, enough to smash the huge rocks into powder.Yang Wu had realized that Shi Taisheng was doing his best. He took a step back. The Taishang jiuxuan formula and Longgui town water formula worked to the extreme. The power in his body was extracted madly, condensed into two vortices in the palm, and became more rapid. It seemed that there was a sound of "vortex" contained in it. He first shouted: "I just used 80% of my strength, and now I defeat you with 90% of my strength!"As his voice fell, his palms pushed forward.This is definitely more than the power of twenty tripods. The spiral water waves burst the python inch by inch.Shi Taisheng splashed blood on his arms, and a trace of blood seeped out. His body shape retreated continuously. Every step back, he stepped on the ground and a deep pit appeared.Yang Wu worked hard like a dragon and a turtle. He rushed forward, and his palms continued to beat hard.Shi Taisheng's hands were shaking, but he had to raise his fist and fight again.Shi Taisheng was repulsed again, but he still didn't fall down. The blood between his arms seeped more, and the pain made his expression more and more uncomfortable.Yang Wu continued to palm, waving his palm, just like the tide, wave by wave, wave by wave.At this moment, he realized the subtlety of the wave whirling split palm more and more, and the stage of Dacheng became more and more mature. He was afraid that he could practice this palm technique to the perfect stage in a short time.Under the seventh impact, Shi Taisheng's arms were bent, his bones were broken, and his body fell heavily on the ground, smashing the ground into a human pit and raising a piece of dust.Shi Tai has thick skin and thick flesh. He doesn't die so easily. He wants to get up, but one foot has stepped on his chest and directly depressed his chest.Poof!Shi Taisheng spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person became impotent. It was difficult to have any more combat power.Yang Wu stepped on Shi Taisheng, looked down at Shi Taisheng and announced, "all the red steel stones you collected belong to me.""Ha ha... I can't leave the mountain prison at all. Why do I have red steel stone? You think too much!" Shi Tai still laughs wildly when he is dying.Yang Wu killed his mind and shouted, "there's no red steel stone. What's your use!"Shi Taisheng wanted to open Yang Wu's foot with a fist. Unfortunately, Yang Wu made efforts at this time, and stepped through his chest, making him die on the spot."He... He killed boss Shi. Let's avenge him!""Yes, we are doomed to die when we are captured here. We can make money by killing this boy together!""He consumed a lot of power, so he killed him now."The captive barbarians here screamed repeatedly. They killed Yang Wu with crowbars or rocks.They had already acknowledged their death. It was almost the same for them to die one day earlier and one day later, but they were satisfied to kill more people of the Xia Dynasty.Yang Wu held out his hand and grabbed the iron bar thrown on the ground. Xiao Hei appeared on his shoulder again. He smiled: "Xiao Hei, let's fight together today!"Yang Wu waved the iron bar like a long dragon and swept away thousands of troops. Many crowbars were smashed off one after another, the rocks were smashed, and the blood of barbarian prison slaves was splashed on the spot.Yang Wu was really not in the mood to kill all these barbarians. He killed them all the way to other mountains. No one was his general.Many of these prison slaves were afraid of being killed. The young man's strength was almost unlimited. If other martial artists were to be so exhausted, they would be surrounded and killed.On a mountain not far away, there were dozens of prison slave guards together. Three of them were standing at the highest place. They had killed Yang Wu. They looked at the scenes and showed some dignity.These three prison slaves are the leader of the alliance, Scud AI Feili, zombie Han ruthless and clown teacher Lengmei.In their opinion, the young man's combat effectiveness is no less than them, or even better than them, which is a fact they can't accept."It's a terrible young man!" sighed Alfred, a middle-aged and old man.
