"It's Junior Brother Wang Yu, why is he here?"

"He's here?"

At this moment, the disciples stopped and watched with interest.

"Haha, the real master appears, there is a good show to watch!"

"Ha, what good show can be seen? So what can he do when he comes?"

"That's it! Changkong Wuhen is standing behind him. He is here. Do you dare to prick him? Are you really not afraid of the God of Suppression?"

The reality is so cruel. Even though someone stole something, he became a sinner.

In other words, the other party still has some bottom line, otherwise when snatching things, they can solve the problem together in an instant.

Some disciples of Jie Sect shook their heads and sighed: "The weak can exist, but they are destined to have no ability to speak!"

"Compared to Changkong Wuhen, Junior Brother Wang Yu is too weak!"

"It may not be possible. Look, the flames on the tiger's body arose from the heart, hurting but not hurting, and are not weaker than Xing Shen Whip..."

"Then Wang Yu's methods may not be weak."

There were also disciples of Jie Sect who looked at the mountain tiger rolling and howling on the ground and said quietly.

"So what's the point? But it's still an ordinary monk, the sky without traces, but an immortal who has already attained enlightenment!"

Everyone shut up, and the word "Xian" blocked everyone's throat, making everyone silent.

"Nephew Wang Yu, please take the measures, otherwise I will have to take action and capture you!" Changkong Wuhen finally opened his eyes and said coldly.

He stared at Wang Yu, high above, his eyes calm, as if he was looking at an ant.

His eyes remained motionless. Although he was looking at him, he had nothing in his heart.

It seems that Wang Yu is not seen by him.

He said this because Wang Yu injured the tiger.

In his words, he did not feel guilty about forcing himself to rob the Demon Core of Heaven and Counterfeit Core or impose a crime.

"Catch me? Just you?" Wang Yu said coldly, not giving in at all.

All around, the other disciples of the Jie Sect were stunned.

So tough?

Do you have this strength?

The opposite side is the sky without trace that has already attained enlightenment.

"Junior brother, we can't beat him, so let's forget it." Hu Lei walked over with a look of reluctance and whispered.

"Under normal circumstances, Master will not interfere in the affairs of our disciples."

"Changkong Wuhen did not directly deal with you, but added a layer of mountain tigers and demons, so unless you and I are in danger of life and death, this kind of struggle is determined to be within a certain range."

"The default rule is that those with strong strength are honored, and there will be no higher-level existence involved in the intervention."

Wang Yu nodded and finally understood why the demons such as Changkong Wuhen dared to be so arrogant.

It turned out that it was because I grasped the rules.

Just say that no matter how much I say, it can be considered Duobao's lineage, but I can still be bullied in the Jie Sect?

Now it's abrupt.

As a disciple of the Jie Sect, he cannot be protected in his infancy all the time.

A certain degree of struggle is allowed.

Moreover, within the scope of this battle, elders who have reached the next level cannot take action.

"Is this so good?" Wang Yu smiled. He liked this rule.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" After a while, Changkong Wuhen finally got angry.

His cultivation is very terrifying, he has become an immortal and has his own way.

When he got angry, the whole world moved with it, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and a thick dark cloud suddenly formed above his head.

The atmosphere around was depressing, and the wind blew over, all with a pressure that seemed to suppress people into the dust!

"I feel that breathing is so hard!" A disciple of the Jie Sect who was close to him had a pale face and kept retreating.

Like him, there are many other disciples.

When the immortals were angry, the mortals were dying, but they were just a celestial phenomenon, which had exceeded their tolerance.

"So strong, it's indeed a legendary immortal!"

A group of disciples quickly escaped, hundreds of miles away, looking at this side, shocked.

Although they are not immortals, they all have their own magic powers. They have hundreds of miles of cultivation, but only a few meters of mortals can see clearly.

"The immortal is angry, how can mortals be good... Junior Brother Wang Yu, it's really troublesome now!"

"Hey, that's right, why are you so stupid? You obviously have less strength than others, but you still have to get along!"

"Not necessarily...you see, Junior Brother Wang Yu's expression has not changed, and that pressure... has not affected him!"

Hearing this, the disciples looked at Wang Yu one after another and were stunned.

Not only did Wang Yu's expression remain unchanged, but even Hu Lei, who was following him, had no change in his expression at this time.

Hu Lei blinked and looked at the brothers who retreated with fear...

After a moment of silence, he turned to look at his junior brother and opened his mouth in surprise: "Junior brother, you..."

Wang Yu nodded, waved his hand, and a golden crow came out of his hand and rushed towards Changkong Wuhen.

"Bold, you actually attacked the law enforcement disciples. Wang Yu, you have violated the rules."

Seeing this, Changkong Wuhen was not surprised but Xi'an, shouted and rushed over: "Now, I will capture you, even Senior Sister Huo Ling knows it, too..."

Peng ~

Before he could finish his words, a roar came, and then he was knocked away. When he was still in mid-air, a golden flame ignited on his body.

The flames burned the body and soul, causing double pain.

Even though Changkong Wuhen had a strong will, he screamed and screamed in pain after persisting for five breaths: "It hurts so much!"

Swish swish swish swish!

Outside, around, many disciples of the Jie Sect looked at it, and their chins felt shocked in an instant.

Some people couldn't help but rub their eyes, wondering if they had read it wrong.

"Uncle Wuhen of Changkong... is defeated?"

"Not only lost, but also lost so quickly... there was no trace of resistance!"

"In an instant, I lost... I feel... so weak!"

Some people were shocked. Of course they knew that it was not that Changkong Wuhen was too weak, but that Wang Yu was too strong!

"I remember, it's been less than five years since Junior Brother Wang Yu entered the school?" A disciple looked at Wang Yu in the distance, his voice was already trembling.

Five years!

What a small time this is, and how many monks present, there are more than five years of retreat.

In just five years, I grew from a mortal to the point where I could defeat the immortal with one blow!

This kind of talent and performance are really unimaginable!

It's even harder to believe!

"Uncle Master Killer!"

Suddenly, a sound rang out, attracting everyone to look over.

The person who spoke was a red-haired disciple. His face was shocked at this time, and he was shocked by what he saw, and he also remembered some other things.

"Gengjin Huoling Mountain hit Master Jiuling, and not long ago, he caught Master Chen Jiugong, and this time he hit Master Wuhen again..."

Hearing these words, the disciples were even more confused and looked at each other.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that this is true!

The rumored joking uncle of the uncle, now it seems that he feels like he has come true!

"Junior brother, you have really proved the truth!" Hu Lei's eyes that had already been very big were almost bursting out at this moment!

Originally, he had this guess when he saw Wang Yu resisting Changkong Wuhen's pressure and protecting himself!

But this guess is crazy!

He just guessed this, but couldn't believe it!

But unexpectedly, the facts were even more crazier than he thought!

"Well, senior brother, let's go." Wang Yu nodded laughing and planned to leave.
To be continued...