717: C717 Overlord's fist

C717 Overlord's fist

Ah …

The four of them were immediately sent flying by Leng Wuxin's punch, falling far away as they screamed in pain.

A single punch sent the four flying.

This Leng Wuxin was truly powerful.

All of the martial cultivators s that came to watch the show were quickly discussing amongst themselves.

"Tsk tsk, it's still that amazing. Interesting …" I never thought that I would be able to see the internal conflict within the Tianwu Dynasty. "

"Yes, the fist technique that the young man displayed just now should be the skill that he inherited from the Tianwu Dynasty — — Overlord's fist!"

"Hehe …" "Other than this fist technique which has such tyrannical power, how could the other fist techniques have reached such a level?"

"Ai …" The Overlord's fist is truly powerful, we have really broadened our horizons! "

"Tsk tsk, just watch!" "I guess the next step will be even more exciting!"

"Gaga, interesting …" "It really is conscious!"

"Overlord's fist, urh …"

Moreover, after seeing Leng Wuxin use that fist art, Jia Ren was immediately stunned.

Even Li Ruohua had a face full of disbelief at the scene in front of him.

"Why does this guy's technique look so similar to Prince Wu's Thunder Tyrant Fist?"

"What do you mean 'like'? It's exactly the same as before!" Jia Ren replied.

"Ugh …" Why are all of their techniques the same as the inheritance of the Tian Chi Sect? " Li Ruohua was a little confused.

"How would I know? I want to know too!"

Saying that, he could not help but look up at Wu Hao.

"Actually, this is easy to deal with. Why don't you just ask them and find out?" Just then, Shen Qi's words woke her up.

"Oh, yes! Why didn't I remember the fat grandpa? " The eyes of the little fatty, Jia Ren, lit up, and turned to look at the ice-cold Leng Wuxin.

Then, he swaggered over.

Moving, those people.

Someone moved at last, and was coming their way.

All the disciples of the Tianwu Dynasty watched Jia Ren's actions and trembled.

A trace of hesitation appeared in his heart.

And as for Leng Wuxin, he saw Jia Ren walking towards him, and frowned instantly.

Seeing Jia Ren slowly walking over, his expression did not change, but in his heart, he was quickly thinking of a way to deal with it.

In the blink of an eye.

Jia Ren walked over, although he had not thought of a way yet, he still cupped his fists and bowed respectfully to Jia Ren.

"This junior pays his respects to senior. Our Young Chieftain has previously offended all of you. I hope all of you seniors do not remember me. Please forgive us for our ignorance!"0

"Hua …"

The s who had been paying attention to them all this while erupted into an uproar after witnessing Leng Wuxin's actions and hearing his words.

Senior?

Could it be that the cultivation of that group of people was even higher than the disciples of Tianwu Dynasty?

"Oh..." That's right!

He looked at the hole and the palace.

Were these people the key to these matters?

They didn't even dare to imagine being thrown out of the deep pit in the middle of nowhere.

This was definitely something that only gods could do!

"What is your name, sir?" Jia Ren came in front of Leng Wuxin and asked him with his head held high and chest puffed. His posture was like a superior facing his subordinates.

"Junior's surname is Leng, and my name is Thoughtless!"

Leng Wuxin replied to Jia Ren respectfully, he did not dare to show any disrespect.

"Oh! Leng Wuxin? What an interesting name, a person with that name? "Tsk tsk …" When Jia Ren heard his words, he was immediately surprised.

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