Su Yun suddenly felt anger in his heart.

That was anger towards Jia Zhipeng, that was anger towards the old guard, that was anger towards the Tianfu Monastery!

Once upon a time, Tianfu Monastery was a holy place for reading that everyone yearned for. It emphasizes "graceful virtue and rituals". Etiquette has not been abolished since ancient times, but now due to the great changes in the environment of heaven and earth, can monks in Tianfu Monastery regard human lives as grass?

"You... don't regret it!"

Su Yun's eyes suddenly became cold, and he looked around and asked in a low voice.

"regret?"

"Hahaha, what regret can you regret when you hit a mortal!"

"Don't you regret not getting the Spirit-Suppressing Pill earlier?"

The people around him didn't care about Su Yun's words at all. They all whistled towards Su Yun and others with arrogance.

Zhuge Wushuang took a step forward. Since the "Medicinal Bath", his bones, meridians, and flesh have been strengthened to a certain extent. Because of Su Yun, he has also been infected with some qi and blood mists of Qilin, Phoenix, and Dragon Clan. Even if it is just a trace of luck for him, it is a shocking creation!

After the myth revived, how many people tried to open the bloodline of the divine beast?

After the myth revived, how many people really opened the bloodline of the divine beast??

Dragons, unicorns, phoenixes, and these are real divine beasts. Even the blood mist of qi and blood are amazing, so Zhuge Wushuang's physique has been amazingly improved.

"A mere group of garbage in the fusion realm dares to attack us!"

"act recklessly!"

Zhuge Wushuang shouted softly and mocked everyone.

"A mere mortal dares to ridicule us. It's simply arrogant and doesn't know how to live or die!" It seems that the person who takes action is faster because of Zhuge Wushuang's words.

However, facing more than ten cultivators in the fusion realm, Zhuge Wushuang was unafraid. He stepped forward without any moves. Raising his hand directly was a simple set of basic fists.

Straight punch!

Uppercut!

Fist swing!

Without exception, anyone who was hit by Zhuge Wushuang's fist flew backwards in screams.

At the same time, Su Yun rushed out like a whirlwind. However, for a moment, the people who attacked Su Yun were all like this. They were all knocked away by two boxings several meters away. This was the consequence of Su Yun's mercy. Otherwise, the group of people would probably explode on the spot and turn into blood mist.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

"It hurts so much, my legs are broken, my hands are broken!"

All this was a long story, but in fact it was just a few breaths, which made Jia Zhipeng stunned. Not only did he do that, but the others around him were also stunned.

A group of monks attacked two mortals, but they were directly overturned by two mortals, and they were overturned on the spot. They were still disciples of Tianfu Monastery. If this matter spreads, who would dare to believe it?

But now that's what happened, it happened before my eyes.

The old guard also opened Song Xing's eyes, widened his eyes, and his eyes almost fell to the ground. What a routine is this? A group of monks were knocked down by two mortals?

Jia Zhipeng was furious immediately, feeling blank, and immediately shouted: "Bastard, what are you doing? Are you playing me?"

"No, Mr. Jia, something is wrong!"

A wounded man wailed, but Jia Zhipeng was so angry that he lost his mind and ignored the man's words. He stared at Su Yun with his eyes: "It seems that I still need to deal with you in person!"

"That's right, Su Yun, it's time for us to get to know each other!"

Su Yun did not answer, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were staring at him were filled with coldness. He really didn't see it in the mere fusion realm. Even though he was not a monk now, he was walking on the road of the God of Martial God, with an unparalleled body! With the power of the Divine Elephant Prison Control, his power was unparalleled!

"What's the difference between a monk like you and a tumultuous dog? I can knock it down with one punch!"

"You were not my opponent before, but now you are still not my opponent!" Su Yun stared at Jia Zhipeng and said coldly.

Since I tore my face apart, there is no need to hide it. I feel wronged and pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? Su Yun doesn’t think it’s necessary!

"The Dog, hahaha, what an arrogant tone!"

"You are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. Su Yun, I want to see how you knock me down with one punch. I will let you understand the difference between you and me now!"

Jia Zhipeng smiled ferociously, his voice hoarsely, like the sound of paper grinding on the desktop.

The next moment, he suddenly ran, his body suddenly glowed, and the cultivation level of the peak of the fusion realm suddenly exploded at this moment. At this moment, there seemed to be a knife light in his eyes, his hair was flying, his mouth was smiling, and his arms were full of energy. At this moment, a blue light appeared, as if a gust of wind was roaring towards Su Yun.

"Su Yun, I will let you see what the power of a monk is!!"

As he approached, Jia Zhipeng suddenly jumped up, pinched his hands with his fingers, and his fists suddenly rushed towards Su Yun in the air. In an instant, the green spiritual energy was like wind blades, cutting the air and slashing towards Su Yun in a roar, one after another, with ten wind blades, one more terrifying than the other!!!

But Su Yun's expression was still, just watching quietly, even standing there, like a sculpture, motionless.

The wind blade quickly fell on Su Yun.

The clothes were quickly torn apart, but the wind blade fell on his body as if it was hit on steel, and it splashed a trace of sparks, which made the old man on one side stunned and looked at the scene in amazement.

Jia Zhipeng also blinked, thinking that he was dazzled.

But he was lying in the air, and his body's inertia made his fist directly bombard Su Yun. His arms were swung like a tornado, sweeping towards Su Yun!

But the next moment, Su Yun spoke: "A landslide dog!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly moved. The violent wind blade tore the Taoist robe on his top, revealing his bronze skin, tendon flesh, streamlined, very stylish, and even his body was illuminating, as if there were golden patterns appearing.

A thought moves.

The divine particles shine, and the divine image suddenly condensed on the right fist.

Su Yun waved his fist and instantly blasted out. The terrifying wind blade was torn apart. At the same time, the fist fell on Jia Zhipeng with a thunder. Jia Zhipeng was struck by lightning, and he spitted out blood. His whole person was knocked down by Su Yun, knocked him away for dozens of meters and hit him on the ground. The floor tiles were shattered wherever he landed.

"You don't believe it yet!" Su Yun spoke coldly.

Standing there, there was still no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body, but the momentum that had just swung out shocked the surroundings, causing the wailing people to stop wailing, and stared at Su Yun with wide eyes and incredible, countless question marks emerged in his mind.

This is... mortal??
Chapter completed!