The building is silent.

For a moment, there was only the sound of wind and snow falling.

Many eyes fell on Wang Dong.

Jiang Shaoyi has amazing palm power and is dominant in Heshuo. There are few people who can compete with him. Judge Liu Tiesheng's brushwork is extremely ruthless and is also a master in the world. He has a weapon list. This person ranks 89th and is also considered a rare master.

Neither of them even walked a single move in this person's hands. It was so easy to die that it was beyond the expectations.

Bang!

The thin man in his 140s suddenly slapped the table with a vicious aura on his face and shouted sternly: "What a sinister, you are so vicious. My friends in the world, I predict that even if this person is not a plum blossom thief, he will have to do with him!"

"Yes, Master Feng is right!"

Immediately someone recognized that the thin man was Feng Ying, the head of Kuaijian Sect, who was the famous Jiangdong clan.

"The plum blossom theft harms the world. We all come to uphold justice and punish evil. How can we tolerate this evil and be arrogant?"

Another clear voice said, "This is a handsome young man with a sword on his waist, a jade crown and a haircut. He was blessed with a few people around him, and each of them had a strong aura, and obviously his cultivation was not weak."

This young man looks about twenty-five or six years old, but his fame is even greater than Feng Ying. He is Fang Fengwu, the young owner of Yubi Villa. He has won twenty-seven famous masters in a row in just one year after he entered the world. It is said that his martial arts skills are so high that he is still above Fang Zhengyue, the old owner of Yubi Villa.

Although the whereabouts of plum blossom theft have not appeared, some people have long inferred based on their crime trajectory that he has been hiding in Baoding City.

At this time, in Baoding City, there was really a gathering of wind and clouds, creeping tigers and hidden dragons. Experts from all directions in the world came one after another like flying snow.

Zuixianju is one of the most famous buildings in Baoding City. There are naturally many martial arts masters gathered here.

After Fang Fengwu's words fell, it seemed to trigger a chain reaction. Many people in the restaurant shouted and scolded him.

"Plum Blossom Steal? Who is the Plum Blossom Steal, am I?"

Wang Dong's demeanor remained unchanged and said with a sneer: "You group of people are known as martial arts masters, but in my eyes, they are just native chickens and tiles. What's the use of saying it is so high-sounding? If you want golden silk armor, take it!"

Everyone was furious, and there were constant choruses. The sword was unsheathed, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people came up.

But what no one expected was that Wang Dong said, "Take it" and grabbed it with his hand, and actually threw the treasure that everyone in the martial arts world wanted to get out.

Bang bang!

In an instant, the energy was fighting, and a person's palm came out like the wind. He forced his opponent to jump, and he reached out to grab the golden silk armor. But before he could grab the golden silk armor, a sword light flew from the left to penetrate his chest and abdomen. A big bearded man grinned and reached out to grab the golden silk armor.

A puff.

The grim smile on the face of the bearded man had not dissipated, but it had turned into a roar. His right hand holding the golden silk armor was cut off with his arm and flew out with his hands.

Bang bang bang bang!

In the restaurant, tables and chairs exploded one after another, and wine bowls, plates, and wine jars were shattered, and a mess was in an instant.

In the midst of chaos, a thunderous roar sounded, and a man smiled and said, "Junior, do you think we are all native chickens and tile dogs in your eyes? Come on, take your life!"

This sharp laugh actually came from the upstairs. With the sharp laugh, the floor suddenly broke open, and a big hole was cracked in the rumbling sound. A man with a burly body and an iron tower like a thunder god descended from the sky. His body turned around and he hit Wang Dong's head with a palm.

At the same time, Wang Dong's feet were shocked, and the floor was shattered. A sword light and a sword light drew a chaotic trajectory. A Taoist with disheveled hair used a sword with his left hand and waved his knife with his right hand, and slashed it up.

Zuixianju is a three-story building. Such a huge noise occurred on the second floor, which has already alarmed some martial arts masters on the top and first floors. However, these people are experienced veterans and did not attack immediately, but chose to suddenly attack in this chaos.

"The thunder will not be broken in the 'Five Dings'!"

"'Swords and Swords' Huangshan Crazy Taoist!"

Someone looked at it in surprise and recognized the man in the iron tower and the Taoist with disheveled hair, and immediately exclaimed.

Lei Bupo is refined by Wu Ding's palm power, and it is also born with divine power. The palm power is powerful and difficult to control. Looking at the world, you can count the hands that can compete with him in palm power. Huangshan Crazy Taoist is not inferior to Lei Bupo. This person has both swords and swords, but he can use both hands on each other. He is crazy, swords and swords!

This time, the attack was launched suddenly, and the thunder was not broken. Although the Crazy Taoist had no idea about the other party in advance, he cooperated perfectly and the time for selection was even more right.

Whoosh!

The old man with a yellow face, the old man surnamed Bai, jumped up. This man was as thin as a bamboo pole, and had a sick look on his face. However, when he suddenly jumped, he was even more agile than a monkey. He jumped out several feet, swinging his hands and sleeves, and his speed was as fast as a storm. In the blink of an eye, dozens of cold stars shot towards Wang Dong.

Dozens of cold stars are still colliding with each other, blowing out Mars, constantly changing positions and angles, making it difficult to lock with the naked eye.

"'Sick ghost' Bai Wu!"

The Bai family in Shanxi has refined the poisoning technique of hidden weapons and mechanisms. The status of the Tang Sect in the martial arts world is not much different from that in Sichuan. It is said that Mr. Bai Wu has a congenital disease, so he is often looking for internal strength and cultivation. However, his hidden weapons skills are extremely exquisite. Compared with him, the Thousand-Handed Rakshasa, who became famous for hidden weapons, is not even worthy of carrying shoes.

choke!

The sword energy was shaking, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed was trembling.

Two swords, one left and one right, broke through the table and chair, and the wood chips flew in a flash, covering the key points on Wang Dong's chest like lightning.

Feng Ying was the head of the Kuai Sword Sect. He attacked with one sword, as fast as the wind, and the sword was continuous, even more like a sudden rain.

Fang Fengwu's sword technique is like flying dragons and flying phoenixes, and the iron painted silver hooks are not like a murderous sword, but like calligraphy in the air, painting with ink.

Although the five masters did not take action at the same time, there was almost no interval between them.

Wang Dong suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hidden your head and tail, do you think I didn't find you two mice?"

If you dare not break the thunder, the crazy Taoist called the mouse. Of course, there was no one before, and I am afraid there will be no more in the future.

With endless laughter, Wang Dong's legs rotated like a top, twisting the sword and sword light that rushed out from below. At the same time, he flipped his palm and slammed it on his palm.

The energy was like a huge rolling wave, rushing towards the palm power that was pressed by thunder.

Crack Crack Crack Crack!

Wang Dong's legs turned into a windmill like gold and iron, spinning and strangling. The swords and swords in the Crazy Taoist Palm were activated by the energy, colliding with each other, and shattering in the explosion.

at the same time!

boom!

A thunderous thunderous thunder sounded in the air, and Wang Dong rushed over with his palm, hitting Lei Bubo's palm, and his palms hit each other. Lei Bubo's eyes showed a look of horror and fear.

Even though he hit the top and hit the ground with all his strength, he felt a huge force like a mountain rising from the ground and rushing over.
Chapter completed!