The fingers are shocked by the wind and thunder, and the skull is broken and the person is killed!

The wind and waves on the river became more and more intense, and waves splashed, and the sky became a little dizzy. A thick cloud floated over, as if covering the entire Pengcheng. The arcs of electric clouds were wrapped around the mo clouds, and raindrops as big as beans fell down.

The shore was in a state of unspeakable silence. Many warriors, who were already sore and weak by the echoes of Hong Zhongda Lu, collapsed to the ground, their faces were pale and their eyes were dull, as if they were scared to death.

Ren Meimei is also cold in her hands and feet, as if she is as stupid as a wooden chicken.

In fact, almost everyone on the dock, including Peng Lianghui, was trembling at it. Everyone seemed to meet a natural enemy and dared not take a breath.

Troubled times have arrived, and wars are everywhere in the world. At least 70% or 80% of the people present have been stained with blood from the enemy, but have you ever seen such a fierce and terrifying way of killing?

A mere wine glass broke through the sky with a hundred feet of force, and it was like a meteor falling. It easily turned Xiangyushan's big head into a watermelon that exploded, with eight pieces of fragments, and then penetrated the throats of the other eight guards.

In the blink of an eye, nine people were killed in a row!

If they had not witnessed such shocking martial arts, they would not have imagined them even in their dreams.

Countless pairs of stupid eyes stared at each other. Although Xiangyu Mountain's head exploded, the person was still standing straight in the field, and blood gushed out of his neck, revealing the cruel and horrifying smell to the fullest.

Everyone present clearly realized that this scene will be unforgettable forever.

Wang Dong turned around and walked towards the cabin.

A deep and majestic voice sounded, Ouyang Xiyi stood up with his sword, his eyes sharp: "What a cruel method! Little baby, you are extremely skilled in martial arts, but your murderous intent is so strong. If you don't cultivate yourself early, you may be resentful to the heavens and others in the future. It will be too late to regret it! I wonder where you are from, can you tell me Ouyang Xiyi?"

With Ouyang Xiyi as a fellow disciple of Ning Daoqi, more than 90% of the warriors in the world can be considered his juniors. Wang Dong seems to be only about twenty years old, so he calls him "little baby" seems normal to Ouyang Xiyi.

But who is Wang Dong?

Even if I was in front of me, I could sit down and discuss it. I just laughed at Ouyang Xiyi's behavior of relying on his seniority. He kept walking without turning his head, and waved his sleeves backwards.

Hurry!

The rain falling all over the sky rolled up with this sleeve and suddenly rotated. Drops of rain seemed to have encountered a sudden freeze, and suddenly solidified into crystal clear, pea-sized ice beads!

In an instant, thousands of crystal beads bloomed, covering the sky and the earth, and they were like a galaxy pouring down, heading towards Ouyang Xiyi like a storm.

Ouyang Xiyi snorted angrily, and the sound of clanging sound was heard. The sword light suddenly reflected a cold wave. He held the sword in his hand, and his mighty and burly figure stepped forward and waved his sword out!

Pick, chop, sting, tick, tap, stop, break... Ouyang Xiyi showed his sword momentum, and the sword light flew into a ball of rapidly jumping light, dancing tightly, shattering the crystal beads condensed by rainwater.

Dangdangdang!!!

The crystal bead seemed to be continuous, with more and more rapid momentum and more fierce force. It collided with the sword light that Ouyang Xiyifei hit, as if playing a war song that mingled with gold and iron.

The light suddenly appeared and rose and fell, reflecting the faces of everyone on the docks. Looking from above, Ouyang Xiyi seemed to be covered by a layer of crystal light. He attacked with a sword, roared repeatedly, but was still shocked and retreated. Finally, with a muffled groan, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Click!

The sword in Ouyang Xiyi's palm was also hit and flew out of his hand. Before he could land, it had already broken open in the sky.

Countless people on the dock looked at each other in shock.

Ouyang Xiyi's hands were trembling, his face was ashen, and he watched the pieces of sperm of iron falling, as if he had suffered a major blow that he had unimaginable in his life, and said hissing: "You...who are you?"

Wang Dong did not answer and walked straight into the cabin.

Yun Yuzhen turned around and faced the disheartened Ouyang Xiyi and the inexplicable warriors on the dock, and laughed sweetly: "I can tell you all that my son is the king of Wang Dong who killed Du Fuwei in Jianghuai!"

Before everyone on the shore could digest the amazing news, Wang Dong's voice came from the cabin: "The news came out for me, and I, Wang Dong, will go to the Iron Cavalry Association in seven days, take the head of the Tielle man Ren Shaoming, and ask him to make a thorough preparation and do not disappoint me."

The sound of thunder came from the sky, and a thunder flashed in the thick clouds, and finally the earth-shaking thunder was shining. The sudden flash of lightning made the whole world pale in an instant.

When the heavy rain fell, the Giant Kun Gang ship had turned around and drove into the heavy rain and fog on the river.

It was not until the blurry shadow of the Giant Kun Gang ship disappeared, and the dull crowd on the dock burst into an uproar, and a sound of gasping sound came out.

Five days have passed since Wang Dong killed Du Fuwei. Although the news of Du Fuwei's death has not yet spread throughout the world, all well-informed people have received it. Peng Lianghui was confirmed early because of his nearby reason.

Among the various anti-Sui rebels, Du Fu's power was second only to Li Mi and Dou Jiande. His death caused an uproar, and many forces in the world were shocked.

Xiao Xian took advantage of the situation and led his army to raid, hoping to defeat and even annex the territory of the Jianghuai Army with no leader while Du Fuwei was dead.

Unfortunately, Fu Gongyou, who learned about Du Fuwei's death from Wang Dong, was prepared and took the opportunity to turn the internal conflicts of the Jianghuai Army to Xiao Xian, inciting the aura of mourning soldiers. The two sides suffered losses in each other in a fierce battle and had to stop the battle.

Therefore, some people speculate that Du Fuwei was killed by Fu Gongyou, but now they finally know who Du Fuwei died!

"God! I almost met such a powerful figure?" Ren Meimei said, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and a feeling of fear surged in her heart.

Ouyang Xiyi was at a loss and lost his mind for a moment. Seeing the fierce argument in the audience, no one paid attention to him, the "Huangshan Yimin". While breathing a sigh of relief, he was also ashamed and annoyed, and left in shame.

"My mother! This prince first killed Du Fuwei, then killed Xiangyu Mountain, and offended Xiao Xian, the backer behind Xiangyu Mountain. Now he threatened to take the title of "Qingjiao" Ren Shao. Is he going to become a heroic killer, and is the public enemy of the world?" Someone couldn't help but scream, his words full of amazement.

"Since the establishment of the Iron Cavalry Association, Ren Shaoming has done everything he can to kill, set fire, and robbery. There have been rumors that he has the blood of the Tieler people, or even the spy sent by the Tieler king to disrupt the Central Plains. So he was extremely cruel to the Han people. Now is someone going to attack him?"
Chapter completed!