Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
Something is wrong
"This "broken martial arts hall did not even have a name. No wonder it's rubbish."
While walking, Jing Wuchen looked at the martial arts hall.
Suddenly his steps stopped.
His eyes were fixed on the only word on the plaque.
"Wu?"
He frowned, always feeling that the plaque was hiding something, but after observing for a long time, he found nothing.
Unknowingly, he smiled disdainfully.
With a wave of his hand, a powerful shot of energy shot towards the plaque with the word "Wu".
The palm of the hand fell down, he did not see it anymore, and directly stepped into the martial arts hall, because the broken plaque, under his ability, had no other purpose - just crushing.
It was just that he did not know that his energy, not only did it not cause damage to Wu Zibian, he did not even leave a trace.
After walking into the front hall, Wuchen slammed down with a palm, wanting to destroy the front hall first.
But when his palm with powerful vitality shot out, it failed to cause the slightest movement.Instead, the eighteen images hanging on either side of the wall suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
After that, there was nothing left, knives, spears, swords, spears... Eighteen weapons suddenly condensed above his head, covering him with an aura of destruction.
Wuchen's already unwell skin suddenly changed drastically, and under the pressure, his complexion suddenly turned like white paper.
He understood that he had experienced a shocking crisis.
Without any levity in his heart, he did not dare to be careless at all Almost immediately, he took out the Heaven Shaking Stone given to him by Ancestor Xuanwu.
As soon as the shocking stone came out, it immediately emitted a dazzling brilliance.
But in just an instant, under the coercion of eighteen weapons, it became gloomy and blunt.
"What?"
Wuchen was startled, and there were no more defensive tools, so he could only see eighteen weapons descending on his head, getting closer and closer.
Amongst the electricity, light and flint, eighteen types of condensed weapons passed by, Jingwuchen could even scream, and it was immediately annihilated Only a shocking "earthquake" of stone fell to the floor.
"What sound?"
The sleepy Yi Feng almost fell asleep, he woke up to the sound and sat down.
Then he led Zhong Qing into the front hall, and found that the hall was empty except for a stone that was much larger than the slab.
"What an incompetent scoundrel threw a stone at Lao Tzu's house!"
Yi Feng scolded, and as he approached, he discovered that the floor had been shattered and collapsed, and he felt depressed.
"Unqualified bastard, I curse you to give birth to a son without a donkey."
Unable to find a legitimate master, Yi Feng could only scold people and complain. After complaining, he instructed Zhong Qing, "Zhong Qing, help me dispose of this broken stone."
"That's Master."
Zhong Qing took the stone and walked out with great difficulty. After taking two steps, he seemed to recall something and said, "Master, I think the size of the stone is quite a match, why don't I bring it to the door to fill in the steps?"
Hearing what Zhong Qing said, Yi Feng's eyes twinkled.
Don't say that, it's true.
Thinking of this, Yi Feng nodded and instructed: "It's okay, just leave it at the door, this unqualified son of a bastard can be considered the shade of a willow tree."
But this was also a stalk for Yi Feng.
He had always been easy to deal with, and he had never had a grudge against anyone, so why would someone throw such a huge stone into his martial arts hall?
Can't know it can't know it.
As Zhong Qing was completely healed, Yi Feng spent the next few days teaching Zhong Qing new fist techniques, but he did not come out much.
Xuanwuzongwajong.
Yao Linger came to the main hall and stood respectfully in front of Ning Xuanwu.
“Master, Senior Brother Wuchen has been gone for days, no movement at all, something is wrong!” Yao Linger said uncontrollably.
Hearing this, Ning Xuanwu frowned slightly.
It made sense that after so many days, there should be news from Jing Wuchen no matter what, but no letters at all, it was indeed somewhat abnormal.
"Wufeng, you go down the mountain to look around, find Wuchen to meet together, then come back and report to me."
Ancestor Xuanwu looked at the cloaked man beside him and ordered in a deep voice.
"Yes sir."
Jing Wufeng nodded respectfully, waved his robe behind him, and disappeared in the hall...