Chapter 44 Something is wrong!

"This shabby martial arts school doesn't even have a name. It's probably garbage again."

Jing Wuchen looked at the martial arts school while walking.

Suddenly, he paused.

His eyes fell on the only word on the plaque.

"Wu?"

He frowned, feeling that there was something hidden in the plaque, but after observing it for a long time, he didn't find anything.

He couldn't help but sneer.

With a wave of his hand, a burst of energy shot out and shot towards the plaque with the word "Wu".

After his palm fell, he didn't even look at it again, and stepped directly into the martial arts school. Because it was just a broken plaque, under his means, there was no other end - only to be smashed. x33xs.However

, he didn't know that his aura not only didn't cause any damage to Wu Zibian, but didn't even leave a trace.

After entering the front hall, Wu Chen directly slashed out with his palm, wanting to destroy the front hall first.

But when he slapped out with a palm containing strong vitality, it didn't cause any movement. On the contrary, the eighteen pictures hanging on both sides of the wall suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Then, without any hesitation, knives, guns, swords, halberds... eighteen kinds of weapons suddenly condensed above his head, carrying a destructive aura and covering him.

Wu Chen's already sickly complexion suddenly changed, and under the pressure, his face suddenly turned as white as paper.

He understood that he had encountered a shocking crisis.

He no longer had the frivolity he had before, and he didn't dare to be careless at all. Almost immediately, he took out the Heaven-shaking Stone that the Xuanwu Patriarch had given him. As soon as

the Heaven-shaking Stone came out,

it immediately exuded a dazzling brilliance. But in just a moment, under the pressure of the eighteen kinds of weapons, it became dim and dull.

"What?"

Wu Chen was shocked. He no longer had any means of resistance. He could only watch helplessly as the eighteen kinds of weapons descended on his head, getting closer and closer.

In a flash, the eighteen kinds of weapons crossed each other. Jing Wu Chen didn't even have the chance to scream before he turned into ashes. Only the Heaven-shaking Stone was left, which fell to the ground with a "crack".

"What's that noise?"

Yi Feng, who was about to fall asleep, was startled by the sound and sat up.

He then took Zhong Qing to the front hall and found that the hall was empty except for a stone that was much larger than a brick.

"Damn."

"Which uncivilized bastard threw a stone into my house!"

Yi Feng cursed loudly. When he got closer, he found that a piece of the floor had collapsed. He was immediately distressed and chased out to see, but found no one.

"You son of a low-class person, I curse you to have a son without a butt."

Unable to find the real culprit, Yi Feng could only curse and complain. After complaining, he ordered Zhong Qing: "Disciple, help me throw this broken stone out."

"Yes, Master."

Zhong Qing picked up the stone with difficulty and walked outside. After taking two steps, he seemed to remember something and said: "Master, I think the size of the stone is quite suitable. How about I carry it to the door to fill the steps?"

Hearing Zhong Qing say this, Yi Feng's eyes lit up.

Don't say, it's true.

Thinking of this, Yi Feng nodded and ordered: "Okay, just leave it at the door. This low-class bastard can be regarded as planting willows and shade."

But this matter is also a joke for Yi Feng.

He has always been friendly to others and has never had any grudges with anyone. How could someone throw such a big stone at his martial arts school?

I can't figure it out.

Because Zhong Qing has recovered completely, Yi Feng has been teaching Zhong Qing new boxing techniques for the next few days and has not been out much.

Xuanwu Sect.

Yao Ling'er came to the main hall and stood respectfully in front of Ning Xuanwu.

"Master, Senior Brother Wuchen has been gone for so many days, and there is no movement at all. It's a bit strange!" Yao Ling'er couldn't help but say.

Ning Xuanwu frowned slightly when he heard it.

Logically, after so many days, there should be news from Jing Wuchen no matter what, but there is no news at all, which is indeed a bit abnormal.

"Wufeng, go down the mountain and find Wuchen to join him, then come back and report to me."

The Xuanwu Patriarch looked at the cloaked man beside him and ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master."

Jing Wufeng nodded respectfully, and the cloak behind him fluttered, and he disappeared in the hall immediately...

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.