The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 63 Iron Fist School, Destroyed!

As soon as he raised his hand, his body turned slightly, and the terrifying giant fist directly hit his hand!

"boom--"

Xiao Yun's robe danced wildly, and the moment his hand collided with the giant fist, there was a trace of fist force raging, causing the space around him to explode instantly.

Xiao Yun's five fingers squeezed slightly.

"Crack, click."

Cracks burst out where his five fingers were inserted, and spread like spider webs at a terrifying speed.

In an instant, the giant fist with monstrous power burst open.

"You are... Martial King!?"

The head of the Iron Fist sect trembled violently. The young man in front of him turned out to be King Wu?

This is inevitable, and it is too scary!
How old is he?
"More than a year ago, he was King Wu." Xiao Yun said indifferently.

He started practicing three years ago, and his realm has skyrocketed like flying in an airplane.

In the process of cultivation, there is no bottleneck at all, stepping into the realm of King Wu is just a matter of course.

In his eyes, the Grandmaster Wu Wang, whom the world fears like a tiger, is just a realm that can be easily obtained, and it is not worth mentioning at all!

A strong man at the third level of King Wu, he killed him... like slaughtering a dog!

"Good boy, you only stepped into the Martial King Realm a year ago, and you dare to run rampant in front of my hundred-year-old master?"

The patriarch of the Iron Fist Sect stomped on the ground again, and his body rushed towards him like an arrow.

The coercion of Wu Wang triple exploded wildly.

"Is this the power of the Grandmaster? It's so terrifying. I feel like I'm almost out of breath!"

"The Patriarch is indeed powerful, and he will definitely be able to kill this reckless boy!"

Those Iron Fist sect disciples all looked forward to it.

"Kill." The iron fist sect master roared, and his fists blasted out one after another.

The light of the fist tore apart everything and turned into a series of golden dragons, roaring like Xiao Yun like Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun stepped forward with a calm expression on his face.

Put your five fingers together to form a hand knife, and directly slash down.

A flat sword light tore through the sky. There was no majestic sword energy, nor a murderous aura soaring to the sky. It was just a very ordinary sword light.

However, when those roaring golden dragon fists touched this sword... Crash! !
All were cut off in unison, annihilated between heaven and earth, the sword energy remained undiminished, all fist strength was cut off, and they were killed in front of the ancestor of the Iron Fist sect!

"What?" The patriarch of the Iron Fist School was startled, and then snorted coldly.

This kind of attack, he can explode with one punch!
He punched out his fist, and all the domineering power gathered in it.

Yes, the next moment!

His entire hand was chopped off by this sword energy! !

"what--"

He backed away screaming, his old face was full of disbelief.

"Little beast, how is it possible? You only broke through to the Martial King Realm a year ago, but this old man is at the third level of the Martial King Realm! How could you hurt me?"

"Because this young master...became the King of Martial Arts after only one and a half years of cultivation."

Xiao Yun's expression was flat, and the ancient well was calm.

"A year and a half?!"

"hiss--"

Hearing this, the hearts of all the Iron Fist Sect disciples present twitched violently.

A year and a half to become Martial King!

This is probably an evildoer, and he can't do this step!

As for the ancestor of the Iron Fist sect, his eyelids kept twitching, and the shock in his heart could no longer be described in words! !
It took him three to forty years from training to stepping into the Martial King Realm!
He knows very well how difficult it is to take this step.

But this guy in front of him only took a year and a half!

Is that human being?

"After so much nonsense, everything should be over."

Xiao Yun said indifferently, his body stood proudly on the ground, he raised his hand, pointing to the sky.

In an instant, the clouds and thunder surged, and the situation changed!
"God damn it!!"

The two words were slowly spat out from his mouth, and the thunder roared even more fiercely in the sky. In the turbulent dark clouds, a blood-colored thunder crashed down!
"Tear--!"

Where the blood-colored thunder passed, the space was torn apart, as if the world was destroyed!
The head of the Iron Fist Sect was shocked, turned around and fled crazily.

This little guy is too terrifying, he can actually draw thunder from the sky by himself!
The mighty force between the heaven and the earth, how can he, a little Martial King, be able to contend?
"boom!"

"boom!"

Next, another wave of violent thunder descended from the sky.

The area in front was completely annihilated by the blood-colored thunder. This piece of world is as terrifying as annihilation of the world, which makes people feel palpitating.

"what--"

An unwilling roar echoed in the sky and the earth. Under countless horrified eyes, the ancestor of the Iron Fist Sect was directly killed by the thunder and annihilated in the world.

"Grandfather!!"

Many disciples who were still extremely excited just now, suddenly, their faces became extremely pale as if they were dead mothers.

And the rolling thunder fell to the ground, affecting some disciples and killing them directly.

After all the thunderbolts landed, countless charred black corpses appeared on the ground, and the smell of burning was extremely pungent.

At this moment, the disciples of the Iron Fist Sect were completely desperate, leaving only endless fear in their hearts.

The great formation of the Iron Fist Sect was broken by Xiao Yun, and even their last hope, the founder of the Iron Fist Sect, was also wiped out by Xiao Yun!

They, besides a dead end, do they have any other way to go?
"Follow me, kill." Gu Zheng roared, leading the disciples of Shenwu Hall, and directly charged into the crowd.

After a few face-to-face encounters, countless Iron Fist disciples were beheaded.

This overwhelming killing lasted for more than ten minutes before it ended.

The entire mountain was covered with corpses, mountains of bones and rivers of blood.

The Suhang martial arts sect, the Iron Fist sect, was... destroyed today!
"Haha—it's cool!" Gu Zheng laughed wildly, with excitement on his face, "This unsightly Iron Fist sect is finally extinct!"

Xiao Yun's combat power alone is more terrifying than that of a team.

With him around, the Iron Fist sect would not be destroyed, that would be strange!
"A mere second-rate sect, what is there to be proud of when it is extinct?"

Xiao Yun said calmly with an indifferent expression.

These Shenwutang disciples are the best of the best.

Facing these ordinary Iron Fist sect disciples, it would be strange not to be able to kill them.

However, he didn't expect that this Iron Fist sect is quite capable, there is actually a large array of guardians, and there is also a martial arts master who is a martial arts master at the third level!
"Let's go."

He glanced coldly at the corpses all over the place, and said calmly, since the Iron Fist Sect has been destroyed, there is no point in staying here any longer.

"Follow your orders, young master."

The mighty crowd put away their blood-stained swords and headed home.

at the same time.

On the mountainside, a middle-aged man and a young girl were walking up the mountain.

The girl was out of breath, with a strong dissatisfaction in her expression.

"Father, tell me, why did grandpa let us come to this wilderness? I'm exhausted!" Tang Chenling complained displeased.

The middle-aged man's expression was slightly stern, and he spoke earnestly and earnestly.

"Chen Ling, don't be rude, this mountain is where the sect of the Suhang Dazong Iron Fist Sect is located!"

"We came here to visit because we want to establish a good relationship with the Iron Fist Sect. With its protection, our Tang family can gain a better foothold in Suzhou and Hangzhou!"

"Iron Fist Sect?" Tang Chenling was puzzled, she pouted her red lips slightly, and snorted coldly, "Our Tang family also has warriors, so why do we need his Iron Fist Sect to protect us?"

"Iron Fist sect, there are masters in the Martial King Realm." Tang Yaoguang said with a serious expression.

King Wu! !
Hearing these two words, Tang Chenling's heart trembled, her pretty face suddenly changed, and she dared not speak anymore.

Although she doesn't know much about martial arts, she also understands how important the word "Wu Wang" is!
"Boom boom-"

At this moment, there was a sound of orderly footsteps on the mountain, and even the ground trembled!

(End of this chapter)