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Zhao Wu's voice was loud and loud, resounding throughout the Zhou family. Even Ling'er and Li Dayong outside could hear it clearly.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, our master is so fierce."

"Not only did he call the head of the Zhou family by his first name, but he also asked him if he knew he was going to die!"

Li Dayong swallowed and said.

"It's a small scene. Master was once a human martial saint. What does this mean?"

Ling'er raised her little head and said matter-of-factly.

"Then if there is a fight later, can Master be able to deal with so many immortal cultivators from the Zhou family?"

Li Dayong felt a little uneasy when he saw the figures of the Zhou family cultivators in the darkness inside. After all, there is only one master, and the entire Zhou family is opposite!

Even if his father, Li Xiaotian, the richest man in Qianshan City, came in person, he might still have to show weakness when facing the current Zhou family.

"It should be possible."

Ling'er said with a hint of uncertainty.

After being reminded by Li Dayong, she felt a little worried in her heart at this moment. Unlike the last time she dealt with two immortal cultivators in Wuzong, this time the master faced the entire Zhou family alone.

In recent years, the Zhou family has become very powerful. Not only has it cultivated many talented immortal cultivators, but the older generation of immortal cultivators are also very active.

"presumptuous."

"Zhao Wu, you forced your way into the Zhou family and you dared to call our family head by his name. Are you going to start a war with our Zhou family?"

Before Zhou Daoran, the head of the Zhou family, could speak, Zhou Chang, the elder of the Zhou family next to him, scolded and said.

"Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to talk to me?"

Zhao Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and slapped Zhou Chang in the air.

It seemed like a light blow, but it was filled with thunderous force, and the terrifying palm force was heavy and sharp.

Zhou Chang's face was startled, but he was the elder of the Zhou family after all, and he had the cultivation level of the Sea Gathering Realm, so he reacted quickly.

He stretched out his hands, and from the wide cuffs, countless talismans shot out. With the surging spiritual power, they detonated and turned into a huge thunder dragon. It opened its bloody mouth and was about to swallow Zhao Wu's palm power.

boom!

But the next second, the thunder dragon screamed shrilly, and the body formed by the power of the talisman was exploded by the powerful palm force.

"not good!"

Zhou Chang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly used a bronze mirror to defend himself, but he still underestimated Zhao Wu's power.

The bronze mirror shattered with a bang, and he let out a scream. Like a kite with its string broken, it flew more than ten meters away and landed heavily on the thick courtyard wall.

The fight between the two was amidst the lightning and flint. By the time others reacted, Zhou Chang had already been seriously injured and fainted on the spot.

"Wow!"

The hundreds of Zhou family cultivators all felt their hearts tremble, and looked at Zhao Wu with a trace of horror in their eyes.

You must know that Zhou Chang has a cultivation level close to the peak of the Sea Gathering Realm. Even a strong immortal cultivator in the Sky Control Realm would be hard-pressed to easily seriously injure him with one blow.

Zhou Daoran was also a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Zhao Wu, are you sure you want to start a war with my Zhou family?"

"Even if this consumes your remaining vitality and lifespan!"

His eyes were a little cold, and he asked in a threatening tone.

"Otherwise, do you think I'm here to visit?"

"Your Zhou family instigated Xu Shan to poison me and led people to attack Wuzong on my 100th birthday. Today I will crush your Zhou family and crush your Zhou Daoran's balls in front of everyone!"

Zhao Wu's white hair was flying and he said with great arrogance.

Since he is here today, he will either smash the Zhou family to pieces or be beaten to pieces by the Zhou family!

"Since you are courting death, then I will fulfill you."

Zhou Daoran's eyes widened and he roared: "Start the formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, golden runes rose from all over the Zhou family in an instant, connecting them to form an astonishing array.

boom!

Before Zhao Wu could react, countless golden runes attracted the starlight from the sky and turned into terrifying power, squeezing towards him from top to bottom.

Zhao Wu's face changed slightly, his whole body seemed to be pressed by a terrifying mountain, and his soles sank deeply into the ground.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Zhao Wu activated his blood energy in time, filling his limbs and bones with surging power, and was able to resist this terrible pressure in time.

Otherwise, if it were anyone else, even a cultivator in the Sky Control Realm, if they were caught off guard, they would be crushed into blood mist by the power of this formation.

"This is my Zhou family's star prison formation. Even if it cannot completely kill you, it is enough to immobilize you."

"From the moment you stepped into the door of the Zhou family, you became a fish on our Zhou family's sticky board. You can kill them as you please!"

Zhou Daoran smiled proudly and looked at Zhao Wu with cold eyes.

"You're just trying to suppress me with just a formation?"

Zhao Wu roared, the blood in his body was running wildly, and the power in his limbs was skyrocketing!

Boom!

The entire formation trembled and roared violently, as if it could no longer suppress Zhao Wu.

"He is worthy of being a former human martial saint. Even though he is old and frail and has exhausted his energy and blood, he still has such amazing power."

"Since one formation is not enough, then adding me is enough!"

Zhou Daoran stood up slowly.

The moment he stood up, a terrifying energy surged out of Zhou Daoran's body.

His black hair was flying, his eyes were as cold as lightning, and his momentum at this moment was several times stronger than Zhou Chang's just now!

"Aerial Control Realm!"

Zhao Wu raised his eyebrows, but soon relaxed them. When fighting in the same realm, warriors would almost always crush immortal cultivators.

Of course, the current situation is still unfavorable to Zhao Wu.

With the suppression of the Zhou family's formation, even though he has the realm of an innate warrior, he can only exert less than half of his combat power at most.

But even so, Zhao Wu remained calm and calm.

"Zhao Wu, my Zhou family is no longer the Zhou family it used to be."

"You are no longer the Martial Saint that everyone respects. Your glorious era has come to an end!"

"I'll give you one last chance to hand over the strange stone and dissolve Wuzong. Maybe I can give you a way out."

Zhou Daoran, who showed his true strength, was confident and calm, as if giving alms to Zhao Wu, expressing his willingness to give him a chance to live.

"Senior sister, we are in trouble now."

"Master is not only suppressed by the Zhou family's formation, but the head of the Zhou family, Zhou Daoran, is also a strong man in the air control realm!"

Li Dayong became extremely nervous and uneasy when he saw Zhao Wu in crisis.

It took a lot of effort for him to stay in Wuzong. If his master burped, he would have to go back to the Li family and be the rich young master who spends his days cultivating immortality and learning business.

Will the freedom I just gained be gone in an instant?

"I believe Master, he will definitely be able to handle it."

Ling'er's pretty face turned pale, but she still pretended to be calm and had a certain degree of confidence in Zhao Wu.

After all, his master was a once glorious martial saint. No matter how old he gets, no matter how exhausted his energy and blood are, he is still an unparalleled martial arts powerhouse.

In Ling'er's eyes, Master Zhao Wu is the strongest person and the person she admires the most.

"Master, you have to work harder."

"If you die, senior sister and I won't be able to run away."

Li Dayong clasped his hands together, with cold sweat on his forehead, and kept praying.