Juggernaut Reborn

"Quack, it's you who stabbed Junior Brother Zhang Baoting to death with one sword. You should think about how to explain to the Taoist Academy -" Zhao Kuang secretly **** him. Even if he can't kill him, he will return to the Taoist Academy when the time comes.

Report it to the elder and keep him alive so that his skin will peel off.

"No wonder he was able to find Fumanlou. I'm afraid Zhao Kuang chased him into the city and found Zhang Baoting, who was still alive. He learned from Zhang Baoting that he was here. Those two giants were really boring." Wang Yu thought for a while

, I thought secretly in my heart.

"I'm not worried about this problem." Wang Yu's face was stern, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Because, dead people will not inform -"

Zhao Kuang was not a good person in his previous life. He once killed thirteen female swordsmen with strong cultivation in his Saibei Dynasty, causing the Saibei Dynasty to panic and panic. He also followed many people in the Demon Sealed Land.

The strong man had intercepted him, and now, Wang Yu wanted to separate his body!

Hearing this, Zhao Kuang suddenly became angry, and the ice energy in his body became stronger and stronger. He himself was already crazy enough, but he didn't expect that Wang Yu would be even crazier!

"Drink!" Wang Yu's eyes flashed, he pushed hard with both hands, and his strength reached its peak, and an extremely majestic momentum spread from his body.

Zhao Kuang, on the other hand, had a different feeling. The kid in front of him had actually practiced Gui Yi Jin to a small degree. Such majestic and ferocious internal power was earth-shattering. The cold ice energy could not keep up with Gui Yi Jin's rhythm, and he could no longer resist it. His whole body

Suddenly he took a few steps back and hit the wall hard with a "Peng——" sound.

Hearing strange noises upstairs, the stairs made a "dong dong dong" sound. After a while, a middle-aged man in his forties came up. Seeing this, he hurriedly said: "Two guests, please have something to do."

Let’s discuss it, don’t use force here!”

This person is the steward of Fuman Building and works at Mobei's house. Now that he saw someone doing something in Fuman Building, he immediately blocked the way.

"Go away!" Zhao Kuang pushed the middle-aged man to the ground. He unsheathed the long sword behind him. A cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword glowed like stars in the sky, and it rushed towards Wang Yu.

Wang Yu didn't dare to be too confident when dealing with the pinnacle figures of the Nine Innate Realms. He held the Taihuang Sword in his hand and stepped on mysterious and unpredictable steps. The sword moved forward, each move was extremely dull, but there was a hidden murderous intention, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

The sword light that passed by was easily turned away by Wang Yu inadvertently.

"What a good boy, you actually practiced the Mighty Sword Technique of Heaven!" Zhao Kuang looked at each other angrily. Gui Yijin and Mighty Sword Technique of Heaven were known as 'freaks' in the Taoist academy for hundreds of years. Qingmen disciples

No one has ever mastered it, but the kid in front of me actually practiced Guiyi Jin to a small degree. That day, the mighty sword technique seemed to be perfect, and I was immediately shocked.

Seeing that more and more people are gathering together, Zi Yan's situation is not optimistic. Now that he is busy, it will be very bad if Zi Yan is taken care of by someone who cares about her.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Kuang laughed sinisterly, raised his sword and struck it horizontally. When the sword reached his face, it suddenly changed its trajectory and struck towards Wang Yu's left arm.

This move was a strange move. If it were anyone else, they might have been deceived and fell into Zhao Kuang's trap. However, Wang Yu had a sneer on his face. He blocked the scabbard and flipped it up. Zhao Kuang's sword was immediately released.

came out and landed on the ground.

"Good boy, if I don't kill you today, Zhao Kuang's life will be in vain." Zhao Kuang's eyes flashed evilly, and a strange aura spread out.

"Blood Droplet——" Wang Yu took two steps back. The blood droplet was extraordinary. Zhao Kuang was probably the only one in the entire Taoist academy who had such a technique.

"How do you know?" Zhao Kuang was also a little surprised at the moment. When his master passed the blood drop technique to him, no one in the monastery knew it. How does this kid know it now?

"This person must be removed, otherwise he will be considered a big problem in the future." Wang Yu thought to himself, but looking at the purple smoke on the ground and the crowd watching, it was obvious that some of them had evil eyes and evil intentions.

"Sir, it's them--" After the manager was knocked to the ground by Zhao Kuang, he ran out and brought a young man with him.

This boy is handsome, with an almost perfect face, clear and deep facial features, and dark and deep icy eyes, which look wild and unruly, evil and cold, and spread like ink to his waist.

The only shortcoming was his eyes, which were cold and ruthless, as if they were thousands of years old ice on the Tianshan Mountains.

"He is - Qing Wu!" Wang Yu looked at the young man, feeling warmth, regret, and excitement in his heart - this young man was one of the eight worshipers in his previous life, Mo Bei Qing Qing, the world called him Wu Qing Gong, but Qing Ren

He also has feelings, but he is not good at expressing his feelings, and his whole person is replaced by his own mask.

In order to protect himself in the future, he and Wang Xingyun died in the battle of the ancient tomb, which was actually a great hatred in Wang Yu's heart.

The boy in the white shirt silently looked at Wang Yu and Zhao Kuang, and then looked at the abnormal purple smoke on the ground.

"Gah, brother, you are handsome. If you know what you are looking for, go away immediately. This is our Taoist school's private grudge -" Before he could finish his sentence, the young man in white shirt suddenly moved. Zhao Kuang, who was originally so arrogant, suddenly became completely arrogant.

It flew out and hit the ground, with bright red palm prints on its face, full of surprise.

"Martial Artist Realm!" Everyone's hearts moved at the same time. Unexpectedly, this seemingly weak young man Liu Fufeng was actually a master of the Warrior Realm!

"Get out, or stay here." The young man walked towards Zhao Kuang expressionlessly, and lifted him up with one hand. No matter how hard Zhao Kuang struggled, he could not escape the cold palm, and then his whole body

People were thrown out of the window.

"Humph, you ignorant fellows, I told you not to make trouble here. You have to make a mistake before you learn to behave." When the man in charge saw Zhang Kuang, he was slapped first, and then the young master was thrown out, and he felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

"If you go on your own, you're still the same as him." The young man in white shirt turned his head and looked at Wang Yu with a face like an eternal iceberg, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Mobei Qingqing, your character is still the same -" Wang Yu smiled happily. He didn't expect to meet Mobei Qingqing so early. He planned to come back to him after his strength improved.

"Who are you? I don't recognize you." Hearing this, Mo Bei looked at Wang Yu ruthlessly, with a strange look on his face.

"You can't recognize me now, but in the future, we will meet again, and then you will naturally recognize me." Wang Yu laughed loudly, picked up Zi Yan, filled his dantian with energy, used Flying Clouds to Chase the Moon, and disappeared in an instant.

"What a handsome Qinggong man, what a strange person." Mo Bei Qingqing looked at Wang Yu's disappearing back and murmured to himself.

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Speaking of which, Wang Yu's encounter with Mobei Wuqing in his previous life was similar to today's. In his previous life, he was unruly and unruly, and could not tolerate sand in his eyes. When he met Mobei Qingqing, he couldn't stand his iceberg-cold personality, and later fought with him.

There was a fight, but somehow, the two of them became friends.

The head of the Mobei family has two wives. Qingqing's mother is the main wife, and she is also the only legitimate son in the family. Later, the second wife also gave birth to two young masters, who were concubines. For more than ten years after that, Qingqing's daily intrigues at home

After living a moderate life, he gradually developed an extremely cold character and was indifferent to everything. Later, his father was killed by his enemies outside, leaving the family without a leader. Logically speaking, Mobei Wuqing was the legitimate son, and the position of the head of the family should be benevolent, but his character was not

She was unpopular and offended many elders in the family. Later, the concubine killed her ruthless birth mother to please the elders. Now she has great power and her two children are positioned as the future heads of the family.

"Ruthless, merciless, brother, I will never let you hate Jiuquan again in this life. All my brothers and sisters, wait for me -" Wang Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his ink-dyed black hair flowed in the wind, showing an extremely confident temperament.

Very charming.

At this moment, Ziyan was in a trance, her body was extremely hot, and she was extremely restless in Wang Yu's arms. She even started to tear Wang Yu's shirt, and her other jade hand wandered around Wang Yu's lower body——

"Senior Sister Ziyan, you - touched the wrong place!" Wang Yu cursed secretly and directly carried Ziyan on his back.

Zi Yan seemed to be oblivious to Wang Yu's words. Wang Yu, who was running wildly, suddenly found that Zi Yan behind him was tugging at his clothes. His hands were then groping unconsciously, and Wang Yu could clearly feel it.

When he came out, the originally soft 'jade mass' behind him became firm.

"Damn it!" Wang Yu cursed secretly, not because of the purple smoke, but because someone was clearly chasing after him. Needless to say, that person must be Zhao Kuang!

Wang Yu was not afraid of fighting alone, but now he had Zi Yan as a burden, and his head was as big as a bucket.

If he were to escape, there would be no problem with his own speed. However, now there is another purple smoke, which greatly limits the speed of Qing Gong. Now if he wants to run, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape.

"Quack, Junior Brother Wang, let's see where you are running!" Zhao Kuang's Qinggong was also very fast, and he caught up with Wang Yu in a moment.