For a moment, the whole audience could hear the needle drop!
Both Ye Susu and many disciples from various peaks stared at Wang Buwen in the void with wide eyes and disbelief, feeling that their world view was crumbling inch by inch.
Although they hope for a miracle to happen, when the miracle actually happens, they find it extremely dreamy.
Wang Buwen's qualifications are mediocre, and he has only reached the peak of Zhengang after ten years of training. Who in the entire Daoyuan Sect knows about it?
But now this scene? The peak of Zhen Gang?
What a joke!
Who at the peak of Zhen Gang can defeat a genius at the peak of Tongyou with one move?
There is no such peerless person in the entire Dongzhou.
"Is it possible that Peak Master Wang has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?"
As soon as this idea was born, it was like a nightmare, reverberating in everyone's minds and could not be eradicated.
That’s right, if Peak Master Wang hadn’t been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, how could he have withstood the terrifying evil aura on the Demon Suppressing Peak? That level of evil aura, let alone the True Gang Realm, is for a Saint King level figure. If he is not careful, he can be
They all have to follow the path.
At this moment, Wang Buwen's image became mysterious and terrifying in the eyes of Ye Susu and others, and their eyes could not help but reveal awe.
"cough…!"
While everyone was trembling in shock, Zhao Congjie staggered up from the pit, coughing blood, his face gloomy as water, his eyes red, and his whole body exuded cold murderous intent!
How dare he! How dare he!
Zhao Congjie roared wildly in his heart, the raging anger making his entire face turn red. He thought about the time when he, the majestic young master of the Lingtian Sword Master, had not been revered and feared by others, and how had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"You, the one who wants to pursue Senior Sister Xue? That's ridiculous!"
When Wang Buwen's mocking voice fell, everyone present could feel Zhao Congjie's gradually becoming crazy momentum. However, what everyone did not expect was that Zhao Congjie could endure it in the end.
"let's go!"
He took a deep look at Wang Buwen, waved his hand, and turned around to leave. That crisp and neat gesture made everyone stunned on the spot.
Wang Buwen frowned and stared at Zhao Congjie's back. He was not afraid of Zhao Congjie's anger, but was afraid of Zhao Congjie's forbearance. An enemy who could endure such ridicule was far more terrifying than an enemy who had lost his mind.
"The woman who dares to covet me will die even if she leaves!"
Wang Buwen narrowed his eyes and sneered secretly.
After he finished speaking, the hand behind his back turned slightly, and the two talismans were quietly attached to Zhao Congjie. The whole process was extremely secretive, and even Xue Ningyu and Xie Hong who were on the top of the mountain had not noticed it.
To the tiniest bit.
The explosive talisman can kill people invisible; the audio-visual talisman can be immersive and is a necessary talisman for eavesdropping.
It wasn't until Zhao Congjie and others disappeared completely that Wang Buwen floated down, glanced at the disciples of each peak who were still in shock, and coldly snorted: "What are you looking at? Why don't you go back and practice? You are very active in watching the fun.
No one can stand in the way!"
"You can't even stop a group of guys who have been promoted through special means. Do you still have the nerve to watch here?"
In the past, if Wang Buwen dared to speak like this, he would definitely be rebuffed. But now, looking at the disciples from all peaks, no one dared to refute. They were all so ashamed that they bowed their hands to Wang Buwen and ran away as if they were running away.
go.
"Master Wang is so hidden!"
Seeing this, Xie Hong on the top of the mountain couldn't help but sigh.
"You meddling guy, why did I, Immortal Feather Peak, ever need his help?"
Hearing Xue Ningyu's sweet shout, Xie Hong's mouth twitched and his face was speechless.
You were not like this just now. That little cherry mouth was almost tilted to your ears. Sure enough, a woman's heart is so deep!
Xie Hong shook his head, cupped his hands towards Xue Ningyu, and walked away.
After Xie Hong left, Xue Ningyu looked at Wang Buwen at the bottom of the mountain, stunned.
Ever since that hug incident, the figure of Wang Buwen always appeared in her mind from time to time, and she couldn't get rid of it.
"Has your heart started to waver?"
Xue Ningyu sighed secretly, but just for a moment, she condensed her beautiful eyes and hummed: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Thank you Peak Master Wang for your help."
At the foot of the mountain, Ye Susu bowed to Wang Buwen. Behind her, many female disciples of Xianyu Peak also looked at Wang Buwen with admiration and curiosity.
"No need for this!"
Wang Buwen waved his hand and smiled lightly.
After he finished speaking, he looked at the top of Xianyu Peak, a flash of struggle flashed across his face. He wanted to see Xue Ningyu, but he was also afraid that Xue Ningyu was still remembering what happened before.
"The Peak Master is in the Immortal Feather Hall. Can Peak Master Wang go there?"
Seeing Wang Buwen's posture, Ye Susu smiled and asked.
"never mind!"
Wang Buwen waved his hand, turned and left.
"What a fool."
On the top of the mountain, Xue Ningyu saw this scene and couldn't help stamping her feet and humming.
…
"boom…!"
"Damn guy!"
"court death!"
"I must kill you, kill you!"
In a grand hall of Lingtian Sword Temple, Zhao Congjie looked like he was crazy. He kept roaring and smashed several expensive furnishings. The whole hall was in a mess.
In the Demon Suppression Tower, Wang Buwen couldn't help but shook his head when he heard the roar of gnashing teeth: "Why bother? Isn't it good to say it on the spot? Do you have to run back and smash things?"
After a long time, Zhao Congjie finally calmed down, but his whole body was still filled with cold murderous intent, making people shudder.
The next moment, he stretched out his hand, and a dark token covered with lines suddenly appeared in his palm.
"Buzz!"
As he mobilized the power to pour into the token, the entire token suddenly levitated, and the lines on it shone with a faint light as if they were activated.
"Brother Zhao, have you embraced the beauty?"
Not long after, a chuckle came from the token. Wang Buwen in the Demon Suppression Tower heard the words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly raised his ears to listen.
"Jingxuan, help me kill someone!"
"Um?"
When Zhao Congjie said these cold words, the person in the token was suddenly surprised and asked: "I wonder who Brother Zhao wants to kill?"
"Wang Buwen, the master of Daoyuan Sect's Yaofeng Peak!"
Zhao Congjie gritted his teeth and said, thinking of Wang Buwen's previous behavior, his barely suppressed anger began to rise again.
Before the man in the token could speak, Zhao Congjie continued: "In addition, tie Xue Ningyu to my bed."
"As long as you do these two things, I will only follow your lead from now on!"
This time, the man in the token was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Brother Zhao should understand how difficult it is to kill a Peak Master of the Principle Source Sect? Let alone kidnap Xue Ningyu!"
"If it is difficult for others, does it count as difficult for you?"
"The last Peak Master of Demon Suppression Peak will die in your hands. What's more, that guy is not as strong as the last Peak Master!"
Zhao Congjie sneered. Seeing that the man in the token had not spoken for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said again: "When I take over as the master of the Lingtian Sword Temple, I will give you an imperial weapon."
"Brother Zhao is so refreshing!"
"After I have some planning, I will take action. Brother Zhao will be waiting for you!"