Chapter 39 (1/2)

Zhao Wuxian's strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

”Good, good!”

Wang Hua didn't even get angry. In other words, he was very angry and laughed back.

In the face of Zhao Wuxian, Wang Hua just gave a cold stare: ”in this case, let me see, what is the reason that makes you so arrogant!”

As soon as the words fell, he waved his hand.

And the people around him are like the tide in an instant.

Brush!

The speed of those people was so fast that they rushed to Zhao Wuxian.

They are all the most powerful fighters under Wang Hua. Although the cultivation of a single person is not a top-notch expert, the strength of so many people combined together is absolutely not weak.

In particular, they formed a battle, and ordinary friars were not their opponents at all.

Now, such a huge group of people killed Zhao Wuxian, also posed a great threat to him.

But in Zhao Wuxian's eyes, there was only a flash of cold light.

Although the number of the other side is large, he has not yet paid attention to it.

”Ridiculous mole ants!”

Seeing such a large group of people attacking, Zhao Wuxian's mouth slightly rose.

And then he waved his hand.

One punch is to follow the trend.

In the face of these people, Zhao Wuxian did not have any fancy tricks.

He just hit the enemy with one punch.

But it was such a seemingly ordinary blow that it burst out with supreme power.

Boom!

The most powerful moves, all of a sudden, toward the other side to fight in the past.

Despite the number of those people, they did not have the upper hand in the face of his fist, at least in momentum.

”How?”

They were so shocked that they couldn't believe what they saw.

And, most of all.

These people did not even have time to dodge, Zhao Wuxian's fist had already hit them in front of them.

The next second, there was a big bang.

The Dragon Spirit roars and opens its teeth and claws.

Those people were all in a flash, they were smashed.

Blood gushed everywhere, and all the people fell to the ground.

Looking at them so embarrassed, Zhao Wuxian is still sitting quietly in place.

He picked up his glass and took a sip of the wine.

Then, there was a mysterious smile: ”how? Is that what you're doing? ”

Although it is only a very light sentence, but in the eyes of those people, it is with a very big deterrent.

In a flash, most of the people present were heartbroken.

They didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Wuxian. In an instant, they stepped back several steps.

Even Wang Hua, was awed by Zhao Wuxian's momentum.

In a short time, he did not dare to look at Zhao Wuxian.

”Hateful...”

Wang Hua felt very angry in his heart.

He knew that he had a hard time today.

But who is Wang Hua?

He is so aloof and proud that no one has ever dared to treat him like this in his life!

In the face of Zhao Wuxian, of course, he would not shrink back. No matter what, we must teach him a good lesson!