"Saint!"

Bai Chongren swallowed, and looked at the man in blue ink struggled to crawl out in the huge pit with a dull look.

It turned out to be Wu Jiuding!

He was knocked away by a bang, and crossed more than 1,200 meters in one breath, crossed Qianjiang, and directly hit them.

At this time, Wu Jiuding was dressed in a torn dress and covered in dust. He even had blood stasis on the corners of his mouth. He was not as domineering as a tiger just now.

Moreover, he left with a flying sword and returned empty-handed.

The huge black heavy sword did not follow.

"Wu, Wu Sheng, are you okay?" Bai Yufang asked carefully.

"roll!"

Wu Jiuding waved his hand and instantly pulled Bai Yufang and more than a dozen direct descendants of the Bai family around him, and immediately pulled Bai Yufang out.

"Fight again!"

Boom!

Wu Jiuding stomped the ground suddenly, the ground cracked inch, and his whole person turned into a afterimage and flashed by.

"Wu Sheng should be fine, right?" Bai Chongren suddenly felt cold sweat and couldn't help but worry.

Bang!

Bai Yufang slapped directly and cursed: "Shut up! Wu Sheng is the number one sword saint in China. What can he do? Just now, it must be that Wu Sheng did not use his true strength and accidentally failed."

"Yes, yes, what my father said is right, it must be Wu Sheng's mistake. As long as he can get serious, killing Qin Yi is not a trivial matter." Bai Chongren also echoed awkwardly.

For the current Bai family, they no longer have any other choices. They can only press all their bets on Wu Jiuding in one breath and count on the rumored No. 1 Sword Saint of China.

"Wait, the one who is crippled next time must be..."

Boom!

There was another loud noise, and the huge pit just now collapsed half a meter again.

"Wu, Wu Sheng?"

The Bai family was completely stunned. How long has it been? I am afraid that less than a minute, Wu Jiuding, known as the number one sword saint in China, was beaten away again.

Moreover, this time, Wu Jiuding's body became even more embarrassed, his clothes became more and more ragged, revealing most of his body, with blood marks on it spreading like a spider web.

That feeling was like Wu Jiuding's body, like porcelain, which could break up at any time.

"Why? Why did I lose? It's impossible, there is absolutely no genius in this world who is better than me!"

Wu Jiuding's eyes were about to split, and his two rows of teeth were biting hard, rubbing the sound that made the scalp numb.

Since his debut, he has swept the world and defeated the swordsmanship of the entire era, and thus gained the reputation of "the No. 1 Sword Saint of China".

But now, he was actually defeated. Moreover, the other party was just a boy under twenty years old.

Younger than him and stronger than him, his confidence and pride were completely defeated with his backhand.

This feeling was so uncomfortable. Wu Jiuding seemed to have seen that his world was collapsing, and all his glory was disappearing.

"I'm not convinced!"

Bang!

Wu Jiuding stomped the ground hard and made a loud noise. The earth was trembling and the trees were shaking.

Puchi! Hula!

Suddenly, a strong water flow ejected from the ground, and the tap water pipe broke, and the water flow shot fell on Wu Jiuding like rain.

The Bai family members around him had nothing to do, but he was bathed in a heavy rain and was soaked all over.

The muscles on the corners of his mouth were twitching, and his face was extremely hard to see.

Crack, Crack, Crack...

Wu Jiuding grabbed a public toilet on the side of the road with both hands. It was a building of 50 square meters and three or four meters high.

In his hands, this small building was slowly leaving the ground and pulled up by him with bare hands.

Seeing this scene, passers-by who was passing by not far away were so scared that they fell to the ground, and even forgot to take out their phone to take a photo.

He pulled up a three or four-meter-high building with his bare hands. This building weighs several tons, but it was pulled up by Wu Jiuding and held up directly above his head.

Lu Zhishen pulls up the weeping willows?

hehe!

Compared with Wu Jiuding's method of pulling up the building with one hand, it is simply a slim and is not worth mentioning at all.

This building must weigh at least five or six tons!

"Qin Yi, I want you to die!"

Wu Jiuding raised the building high, heading towards the opposite bank of the river, and raised his hand and smashed it hard.

The strength is to spread the mountains and the spirit is beyond the world!

Everyone who saw this scene suddenly saw this ancient poem in their minds.

It’s really a big deal that you are trying to drive the mountains and your spirit is so great!

He is so bold that he is so arrogant that he breaks the ground, like a wolf or a tiger, like a god or a demon, he really throws the mountains and throws the sea!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

It is about fifty square meters in size, a height of three or four meters, and a weight of five or six tons.

This building was thrown by Wu Jiuding with bare hands. The terrifying force was like a mountain and a sea, passing through the air, rubbing violently with the surrounding air, making a thunderous and thunderous sound.

"Wu Sheng is invincible!"

"Wu Sheng is invincible!"

"Wu Sheng is invincible!"

"Wu Sheng is invincible!"

...

I don’t know who started shouting first, but everyone around me shouted together. Even strangers passing by accidentally roared with mountains and seas, as if they were trapped in a demon.

In this atmosphere, in front of such a shocking picture, everyone has lost their minds and the ability to think normally.

In their eyes, Wu Jiuding is a god, possessing the power of a god, and creating miracles alive!

Boom!

Suddenly, the thrown building exploded in mid-air, and large pieces of cement smashed down the river like a meteorite rain, causing huge waves.

Um?

Wu Jiuding was stunned for a moment, as if he had suddenly come back to his senses.

Turning around, he ran away!

"Wu Shengwu, Wu, Wu... enemy?"

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

Wu Jiuding, who was so angry just now, actually ran away?

He ran away, turned around and ran away, and ran out a afterimage, and ran faster than anyone else.

What the hell is going on?

Suddenly he lost, suddenly he lost, suddenly he ran away?

Everyone in the Bai family was stunned. For a moment, their brains stopped thinking, and there was a blank space, and they didn't know what to do.

Who would have thought that Wu Jiuding, known as the number one sword saint in China, would be defeated by an unknown boy, and he would be defeated so quickly and so miserably!

"Father, father, what should we do?" Bai Chongren asked intermittently, frowning, and his face turned pale.

"What else can I do? Run!" Bai Yufang yelled with a crutch, "You're all crazy getting in the car, run, drive, run for me as fast as possible!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!
Chapter completed!