Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

In the end, a member of the Pang family with superb physical skills was one step ahead and stepped onto the ring first.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I could win a place for my Pang family. This trip is worth it!"

This person's cultivation is not high, only the seventh level of Nirvana.

But this is the rules of martial arts!

Song Man gave up with a wry smile, and was escorted off the ring to return to the Song family's camp, "Young Patriarch, I have let you down."

Song Que smiled and handed him an elixir, "It's already good to have lost three people in a row. Let's take the elixir to recover first!"

"Yes." Song concealed the pill and began to meditate to recover.

Ji Wushang looked a little amused, "It's really interesting, and there are some leaks."

Song Que said helplessly: "It's very common, and it's a skill to pick it up."

Ji Wushang deeply felt the same way, "Indeed."

Not surprisingly, the guy from the Pang family who was at the seventh level of Nirvana in the ring was killed before his butt was hot.

But he is very happy, the feeling of picking up the leak is really cool!

The martial arts meeting of the four major families started with Song Man, and gradually became better.

On the ring, you come and go, you go up and down, it's so intense.

From time to time, dozens of people rushed to the ring to pick up the leak, causing a lot of shouting and scolding.

I don't know how long it took, but more than 160 of the [-] places have been divided up by the four companies.

Each of the four received more than thirty.

Looking at a member of the Dong family who had won five consecutive victories on the ring, Ji Wushang slowly stood up.

Song Que's expression froze, "Are you going to go?"

Ji Wushang nodded, stepped on his feet, and thousands of shadows filled the sky, and he was already on the ring.

The sudden appearance of a figure startled the monk of the Dong family. When he saw who was coming, he shouted in embarrassment, "Who is here? Tell me your name."

"Song family's foreign aid, Ji Wushang!" Ji Wushang waved his sleeves, and was angry.

"Damn it, a foreign aid, you put a hammer here, get out!" The Dong family monk violently swung his fist at Ji Wushang's head.

"Damn it, the way he played is so stylish, I thought it was some young master, but in the end it was just a foreign aid, so it's fun for me!"

"The Dong family is going to win another victory for nothing."

"Why am I not so lucky?"

"This kid is miserable. He is destined to be beaten half to death by this punch."

"..."

The Pang family, the Dong family, and the Ji family were all arguing.

Foreign aid, although every family will select each time, but it is just to see if they can meet a genius.

As for letting them take the spot, forget it...

The Dong family, Dong Lingchen, sat up slightly the moment Ji Wushang appeared on the stage.

Ji Wushang's extremely fast movements gave him an unusual feeling.

Those who felt similar to Dong Lingchen were Pang Bo, the young master of the Pang family, and Ji Ling, the young master of the Ji family.

Under the eyes of everyone, the Dong family cultivator's fist on the ring had already reached the side of Ji Wushang's face, and he was about to be hit.

At the nick of time, Ji Wushang moved his right hand. It seemed extremely slow, but he grabbed the fist that was coming at him instantly.

"Uh……"

The arrogant Dong family monk seemed to have lost his hold, and his mind went blank at this moment.

He grabbed my hand?

How could he grab my hand?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, he is just a foreign aid!

Hallucinations, all hallucinations!

"Move me!"

Cultivator Dong's family shook his head vigorously, exerting crazily force on his hands.

However... it's useless.

The hand that squeezed his fist seemed to have infinite power and was hard to shake.

"What... what's going on?"

"He he he... that foreign aid from the Song family caught a powerful punch from the strong Dong family!"

"That guy from the Dong family is the second heaven of the wheel, how could the Song family's foreign aid catch a punch from him?"

"Who the hell tell me what's going on?"

"..."

After a moment of dead silence, the three monks suddenly burst into an uproar.

"Is this the rumored super strong foreign aid who defeated our young Patriarch?"

"The guy who killed the Dong family is the one who eliminated me."

"Come on, come on, kill them!"

Compared to the shock of the other three families, the young people of the Song family were excited and shouted in unison.

"I must be dreaming!"

The Dong family monk, who was struggling to break free, was sweating profusely, muttering to himself, unable to believe what happened before his eyes.

"dream?"

"Ha ha……"

Ji Wushang smiled strangely, and suddenly exerted force on his hand.

"Do not……"

Cultivator Dong's family screamed in horror, and flew into the sky uncontrollably.

Ji Wushang tapped his toes, and jumped into the sky, catching up with the body of the cultivator of the Dong family who was thrown into the air.

boom……

Cultivator Dong's family suddenly fell like a ten thousand catty boulder and hit the ring heavily.

The terrifying impact caused blood to bleed from the corners of his mouth and he let out painful wails.

He stared at Ji Wushang beside Piaoluo in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

In the hands of this person, he has no strength to resist with his dignified cultivation of the second level of the wheel runner. What the hell is going on?

Ji Wushang didn't care what the cultivator of Dong's family was thinking, raised his foot and kicked him horizontally, and kicked him off the ring cleanly, then scanned the surroundings with calm eyes, and said in a flat tone: "Next one!"

Seeing this strong and calm scene, everyone in the field was shaken.

"It's easy to crush my second-tier genius of the Dong family's runner with only a physical body, physical training?" Dong Lingchen, the head of the Dong family's young master, looked at the ring and murmured without any fluctuations in his mood.

In the eyes of most people, the double runner is indeed very strong, but to him, it is nothing more than an ant, which can be crushed to death with one finger.

"I'll fight you!"

A figure from the Pang family camp suddenly rushed to the ring, and the pressure of the triple wheel was surging.

Ji Wushang waited for this member of the Pang family to enter the ring, Gujing Wubo said: "Are you ready?"

"Okay." The Pang family replied subconsciously.

Ji Wushang stepped forward, "Then you should go down."

"What?" The Pang family didn't know why.

But the next moment, Ji Wushang threw out a punch, the terrifying power pierced through the air, and there was a whistling sound.

The members of the Pang family subconsciously raised their hands to fight back.

boom……

The two intersected, and the dull collision sounded.

What power is this?

How can it be so strong?

The members of the Pang family turned pale in shock, and flew back in the direction they came from.

The strength of the body protecting body was instantly disintegrated, and the rest of the energy penetrated into the five viscera, shaking the six viscera, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

When it landed, it was still difficult to stop under its feet, and it retreated dozens of steps, leaving a series of deep pits on the ground.

"hiss……"

The younger generations of the four families couldn't help but gasp.

One punch, triple defeat of the runner!

Shocked, numb!

This foreign aid from the Song family is simply too strong!

"Next person!"

With the same tone and gesture, Ji Wushang spoke again.

"Arrogance, arrogance!"

"How can you make yourself invincible after defeating the runner triple?"

"Who will end this guy, let him know how powerful we are."

"..."

The shocked crowd came to their senses and saw that Ji Wushang was so pretentious, how could they tolerate it.