Chatper 539 (2/2)
Yang Xuan was faster, the other hand came first, grabbed his left foot from the flying kick, swung him around as a human stick for a few times, and then threw it violently like throwing garbage.
Boom!
Wu Jun was swiped in the air for a few laps. He was already dizzy and dazzled, and his eyes were dazzling. His body uncontrollably drew a wonderful parabola and fell from the air, smashing down on the square dozens of feet away.
boom!
The square trembled, and there were rocks in the sky.
Wu Jun didn't know how many bones were broken, and his mouth screamed again and again, which was terrible.
At this moment, apart from Wu Jun's wailing, there was no sound on the top of the mountain, and it was extremely quiet.
The change was too fast and too fast. They had just seen Wu Jun, a fierce dragon and a tiger, rampage, and they beat Yang Xuandong to hide in Tibet, unable to fight back.
Unexpectedly, the situation changed suddenly, Wu Jun was grabbed by Yang Xuan's feet, and threw it out in the air.
"I don't have dazzling eyes!?"
"What is the origin of this son? With such a terrifying strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to be an unknown person among the human race!"
"Hey, the news about our Golden Crow Mountain is too closed. This kid is a monster. It's ridiculous that we thought we were trash before."
After a brief silence, the audience boiled over, and almost all the juniors of the Golden Crow looked at Yang Xuan with the same eyes that they looked at monsters.
It was this human youth who defeated a young genius of their Golden Crow so easily.
"You really are a human race!?"
Wu Lingyan opened her mouth wide and her expression was quite exaggerated.
What does it mean if it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster?
This is Yang Xuan. Before the battle, no one cared about him, but his strength shocked the audience.
Wu Lingyan seriously doubted whether the blood of the ancient giants was flowing in his body, otherwise, why did he look like he had small arms and legs, but his strength was so strong.
"If it's a fake replacement."
Yang Xuan shrugged and glanced at the Jinwu juniors present.
"Is there anyone you want to discuss with me? If so, do it early, or I'll have to go get some food. It's been a while since I came to Qingfengling, and none of your Jinwu clan sent some food. Entertain."
Now that he has understood, what this Jinwu clan is all about is respect for strength, and if he, an outsider, doesn't come up with some of his originality, others will treat him as a soft persimmon and easy to bully.
"Injuring my clansmen, and being vicious in my Golden Crow Mountain, you still want to eat, do you think this is possible?"
Wu Yifei spoke, his voice extremely cold.
Everything happened too fast, he could only watch Yang Xuan throw Wu Jun out just now, but it was too late to stop him.
While angry in his heart, he decided to teach Yang Xuan a lesson, otherwise this Human Race boy would still be regarded as the younger generation of their Jinwu clan.
"What you said is wrong. It was he who shouted that he wanted to learn from me, and I responded passively. Besides, since it was a competition, injuries were inevitable. If you want to blame him, he is not as good as others."
Yang Xuan was as if nothing had happened.
"A good skill is not as good as other people, it's worth it, let me Wu Yifei come to meet you and see how much you have."
Wu Yifei laughed in anger and strode out.
His speed is not fast, but his steps are steady, and every step he takes, this huge convex rock is shaking, which shows that his body is strong.
"I know how many jins and taels I have, but it's you, I don't know how many jins and taels there are?"
Yang Xuan responded lightly, but there was a hint of surprise in the depths of his pupils.
Even if he didn't turn on the martial arts eye, he could see that Wu Yifei's body was far superior to Wu Jun, and if he punched with all his strength, he would definitely be able to explode with a power of 60,000 to 70,000 jin.
Although this level of power is not as high as Tyrant, it is also extremely terrifying.
Just ask a warrior of the third level of divine power, how can the physical strength reach 60,000 to 70,000 jin.
Not to mention 60,000 to 70,000 jin, if it can reach 40,000 to 50,000 jin, even if it is a top-notch existence, it is very rare, and it can be seen from this that Wu Yifei is extraordinary.
This is definitely a young genius, who can kill any warrior below the realm of divine power with just his physical body.
"There's a good show here!"
"Yeah, Wu Yifei once climbed to the top of the Tower of the Sun God, and he can crush anyone below the Divine Power Realm with just his physical body."
"This human kid is going to be unlucky, whoever is not good will be offended, but Wu Yifei will be offended."
"He deserves it, who made him so arrogant."
Numerous Golden Crow juniors whispered, the Sun God Tower is their Golden Crow's body refining pagoda, with a total of ninety-nine-eighty-one floors.
These real sun fires are transformed by the magic circle. Although the temperature is still extremely high, the tempering effect of the flesh body is greatly improved.
From ancient times to the present, there are very few people who can climb to the top of the Sun God Tower at Wu Yifei's age.
And Wu Yifei not only climbed up, but also worked hard for half a month. No one can tell how strong his physical body is, but he is definitely the number one expert of the younger generation of their Golden Crow, and his strength is unfathomable.
"Wu Yifei, you are a guest from afar, so forget about it."
Wu Lingyan frowned and said that she didn't think Yang Xuan was Wu Yifei's opponent, and was worried that Wu Yifei hurt Yang Xuan and caused Feng Qingyang's dissatisfaction.
Feng Qingyang, a half-step emperor of a generation of human races, his strength can be imagined.
Although their Jinwu clan is guarded by a demon emperor, the time limit of the demon emperor is approaching.