Seeing this scene, all the young children behind Wuqi who were beaten to the point of bruising and excited, their eyes lit up. The only four young people who were not beaten by Wuqi were also excited at this moment, because no one believed that anyone could survive such a powerful swordsmanship.

No matter how strong this person is, he will definitely die in the face of such dense sword shadows...

As soon as he thought of this, everyone's eyes became brighter and their expressions became more and more excited.

However, the facts shocked them again, no, rather, they should be dumbfounded.

Faced with such a terrible attack, Wuqi did not even retreat. Not only that, he did not retreat but advance. His eyes narrowed, took a step forward suddenly, flipped his hands, and pushed out another palm, using the same trick as before, facing the sword shadow coming from the sky.

The next moment, a loud "bang!" echoed, Wuqi's palm did not move, just like a giant mountain that could not be shaken for thousands of years, standing firmly on the first step in front of him. However, the sword shadows that collided with the shield-shaped palm disappeared instantly, just like encountering the violent wind and fog, and it collapsed and collapsed without even a trace of resistance.

Then, the sound of long swords breaking sounded around, "Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping..." Hundreds of figures flew backwards, all like insect swarms washed away by water. They fled in panic. They didn't dare to fight Wu Qi again, and ran away in a panic without looking back.

"If I can't kill me, I want to run away?"

Seeing this, Wuqi shook his head and looked down upon the character of these people. As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed his palm again and said, "Come back!"

As soon as this statement came out, a strange scene immediately appeared.

After his palm pushed forward one meter, a black wall completely condensed from black mist appeared in the air. Wuqi's palm sank into the black wall without hesitation. A wall completely condensed from black mist appeared in front of all the young people who were escaping to the top of the steps, blocking their way.

At this moment, Wuqi pushed his right palm forward without saying a word, and the front part of his arm that had been penetrated into the black wall immediately disappeared. When he appeared again, he did not extend out from the black wall in front of Wuqi, but actually poked out from the black wall that blocked all the escaped young people's way.

The next moment, his palm, which filled the entire stairs, burst out like an indestructible iron wall, pressing unstoppable towards hundreds of young people in a terrifying storm.

What exactly is this?

So terrible!

Am I a ghost? How could a human hand become so terrifying? Moreover, this human hand can appear from afar!

Seeing this scene, all the young people turned pale, and they could hardly believe their eyes and doubt whether they were dreaming. But the sharp sound of the roaring wind in their ears was constantly reminding them that this was not a dream, but a reality.

As soon as he thought of this, everyone's legs began to tremble involuntarily, and their expressions were gradually replaced by unconcealed fear. At this moment, everyone had the intention of begging for mercy to Wuqi and kowtow.

Unfortunately, Wuqi's palm was too fast. They had just had this idea. In the loud "bang!", they all looked like flies slapped away by someone. "Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..." They were directly patted back to Wuqi's body without missing a single one, and had a close contact with the ground.

The next moment, the faces of these people were beaten into pig's heads, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and a piece of blue and purple body. But this time the attack on them was not Wuqi, but John and Walls.

"Let you attack us indiscriminately! I'll let you taste what a lesson is!"

"Oh! Give me your life! Brother, please spare me!!! It hurts so much!!!"

"I'll let you bully my dad! Do you dare?"

"I dare not, no, no! Please, little brother, don't hit me, I can't stand it!"

"If you don't beat you, you won't have a memory! Humph! I dare to bully my dad! I'll forgive you if I didn't make you missing your arms and legs!"

...

For a moment, such sounds were almost endless. After half a minute, Xiaodie finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Aqi. It's almost OK. Let's go."

Wuqi nodded: "Okay. Anyway, you, Xiao Si, and John are all fine. It's enough for them to suffer a little. Let's go."

After saying this, Wuqi turned around and walked towards the top of the steps with his family. But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly felt an incredibly powerful pressure suddenly coming from the top of the steps. At the same time, a majestic angrily shout accompanied him.

"Who is making trouble in front of my Wushan Sect's door!!! Don't you want to live anymore?"

As soon as this said, all the young children who were so scared by Wuqi's power that they didn't dare to cheat were shocked, as if they were about to meet some amazing figure. They were in awe, put away their indecent grin, stood up with difficulty, bowed respectfully to the top of the steps, and said in unison: "See the ancestor!!!"

But when they lowered their heads, their eyes lit up, and they sneered, glanced at Wuqi with a look of death. Then, they withdrew their gaze, curled their smile, stood up respectfully, stood in two rows, and stood in a row to greet the big man, and no longer moved.

John and Xiaodie both showed a consistent look of tension in their eyes, and they looked at Wuqi with concern. At that moment just now, both of them felt an indescribable power from the voice just now.

Only Walls didn't feel the slightest feeling of the voice just now, he was just curious, but he was not a fool. When he saw the faces of his mother and John, he immediately understood that it was not the time to ask questions. So he did not speak, and stood obediently behind his mother, suppressed his curiosity, and remained silent.

At this time, Wuqi should have been nervous because the power just now was too strong. Even if he joined forces with John, he would not be his enemy. But he was so familiar with this voice that almost as soon as he heard this voice, a figure immediately appeared in Wuqi's mind.

It was a fat man about 1.8 meters tall and thick with a waist like a bucket. The fat man's skin was a bit dark, and it was the bronze color that only appeared in the sun for many years after being exposed to the sun.

The fat man was particularly obese. At first glance, his fat belly looked like a squeezed balloon, and it looked very soft. The fat man's facial features were extremely ugly, just like his body shape, extremely ugly.

The eyebrows are as thin as women, and the eyes are as small as wounds cut by a carved knife. Only two thin slits and the only ray of light emitted from the thin slits. Not only does the nose collapse completely, there is no bridge of the nose, and it is too small. The only thing that can be seen is the mouth. However, because the lips are too thin, it makes people feel mean.

But what is incredible is that when these organs that cannot be called beauty appear on the fat man's face in a unique layout, from the perspective of the whole, there is an indescribable beauty. The facial features are so perfectly combined. The more you look at them, the more you feel that this person is delicate and cute, even intimate.

Of course, the biggest feature of the fat man’s face is not these, but the harmless and friendly smile of humans and animals. As long as he smiles, you will inexplicably feel kind to the person.

Yes, Wuqi remembered the person he was not someone else, it was Perro.

It is precisely because of this that he was not nervous at this moment, but smiled, and even seemed very excited, and even his body began to tremble slightly.

Unexpectedly, my godfather is here too! That’s great!

With this in mind, Wuqi immediately said nothing, speeded up and walked quickly towards the top of the steps.

The next moment, a figure appeared and blocked him. The person who came was not someone else, but the person Wuqi expected to see, the martial saint Perot, known as the invincible fight in the world.

At this moment, Perot's appearance did not change much. Although when he was standing with Balk, his body shape changed drastically by using his unique aurora wave, from obesity to thin and strong, Perot has now returned to the fat and amiable image of his original fat and affable image. At the same time, when he saw Wuqi, his face was filled with an iconic smile.

Obviously, he was surprised, surprised, and even more excited and unbelievable.

But such a familiar expression lasted for a moment. Perot's face changed. The smile on his face not only instantly retracted, but his face also dimmed. He asked Wuqi coldly, "Who are you? This time, who sent you here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wuqi was stunned.

Who am I? Am I Wuqi? Who sent me here? Could there be someone who looks exactly like me who has been here before?

After thinking about this, Wuqi was stunned and instantly felt like he was in the clouds and said in surprise: "Godfather! It's me! I am Wuqi! Don't you know me anymore?"

"Who are you lying to me? My godson died eight years ago. Do you think you can lie to me by learning a little bit of martial arts to change your appearance? Boy! Tell me quickly! Who are you? This time, who sent you here?"

When Perot heard this, he had no expression on his face and did not get close to Wuqi. Instead, he glared at him, and his powerful aura was released, turning into a powerful force in the sky and pressing Wuqi.

Wuqi's shoulders shook and could not bear it immediately. With a "bang!", he knelt directly on the ground. At the same time, his body shook, and his blood immediately surged. With a "wow", a large mouthful of blood was spewing out, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Perot hummed disdainfully, the cold color on his face became even stronger, and he asked again: "Tell me quickly! Who are you? This time, who sent you here? Now confess, I can save your life and let you go down the mountain. Otherwise, you can stay here!"

As soon as this was said, the pressure bursting out from Perot's body suddenly doubled and he was about to pass away.

Wuqi's body shook again and sprayed a large mouthful of blood. It was about to fail. He was so oppressed by the pressure that he had to kneel down. But at this moment, a man suddenly stood in front of him, like a standing god, carrying all the pressure on Wuqi's shoulders to himself.

In addition, this man could still stand still, as if the powerful pressure did not press on him at all. His huge body did not even show any signs of trembling, and he stood firmly. This man was no one else, but John, who had the blood of the giants and his physical strength was far stronger than that of ordinary people, and had reached the peak of the holy realm.

At this moment, John carefully helped Wuqi up and handed it to Xiaodie's hand, and then turned around to meet Perot's gaze.

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