Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Wu Xiuwen deliberately spoke this last sentence very loudly, with each word sounding powerful and resonating in the air around him. His purpose in doing so was obvious: he wanted Yuan Chengzhi in front of him to clearly weigh the interests involved and make a careful assessment.

After all, the three of them, the Wu family, are not fighting alone. Behind them stand the world-famous and respected hero Guo Jing and the female hero Huang Rong. This background and strength are enough to make anyone think twice before taking action.

"Da Wu! Xiao Wu! Do it!!"

There was unquestionable majesty in Wu San Tong's voice. He completely ignored Yuan Chengzhi who was standing in front of him with a look of astonishment, and instead stared at his two sons, Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen, who had determined expressions, and shouted at them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu San Tong moved, activating the internal force in his body. At this moment, the index and middle fingers of both hands quickly came together, and the fingertips trembled slightly. He gathered his internal force and prepared to use the astonishingly powerful [One Yang Finger].

He intended to attack Li Mochou, who was already seriously injured but still holding on, from a distance. His eyes revealed determination and ruthlessness, and it was obvious that he had no mercy on this enemy who had brought him countless hatred.

"Li Mochou! Give me your life!!"

Wu Xiuwen's eyes were wide open, his face was full of anger, and he shouted loudly, which resounded all around like thunder. His body flashed, and like an arrow shot from a bow, he suddenly attacked the injured Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo, the master and disciple in front of him.

That palm strike condensed all his strength and brought with it a fierce gust of wind that seemed to tear the air apart.

"call…!"

As Wu Xiuwen's roar just ended, at this critical moment, a fierce palm wind suddenly came from the side like a storm, rolling up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, forming a small tornado, sweeping towards Wu Xiuwen.

"boom…!"

Suddenly, an extremely sharp black palm force quickly hit Wu Xiuwen, and a huge amount of energy burst out with a deafening roar, as if the heaven and earth were shaking at this moment.

"what……!!"

Wu Xiuwen let out a shrill scream, his voice filled with fear and despair. Under this suffocatingly powerful force, at this moment, he felt as if his body was being pressed down by a towering mountain.

Every cell in his body was under unspeakable pressure, making it impossible for him to move at all.

Then, this long-accumulated, incomparable power suddenly erupted like a wild beast that had broken free from its restraints, making Wu Xiuwen, at that moment, feel like a helpless animal swaying in a strong wind.

Like a kite with a broken string, it instantly lost all its support and became lonely and fragile under the influence of the black palm force that contained endless power and was simply unstoppable.

Wu Xiuwen's entire body suffered an unprecedented heavy blow and was violently flung away, like a stone thrown by a huge force, drawing a long, shocking parabola. His body rolled helplessly in the air, and each flip was accompanied by a painful groan.

"puff!"

With a dull and heavy sound, Wu Xiuwen fell heavily on the hard ground like a kite with a broken string, and his body rolled uncontrollably on the rough stone floor for several times.

Each rotation was accompanied by a cloud of flying dust and severe pain in the body. Finally, Wu Xiuwen slowly stopped and curled up into a ball, looking extremely miserable.

Then, he seemed to be suddenly hit by an invisible force, and a violent cough came from the depths of his throat. Then, a mouthful of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, like a sad and beautiful blood flower.

It sprayed in the air, drawing a startling arc, and finally fell weakly on the lapel of his chest, instantly dyeing the cloth red, which looked particularly dazzling.

At this moment, Wu Xiuwen's face turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if all his vitality had been drained away in an instant. His eyes were wide open, filled with fear and unwillingness.

Seeing this, the pupils of Yuan Chengzhi and Jiao Wan'er next to them suddenly shrank, as if they had witnessed something incredible. Both their eyes and faces showed shock.

"Brother Yuan!"

Jiao Wan'er, who had recovered from her shock, continued with a tremor of disbelief in her voice.

"Look at the fierce power that burst out from that palm strike just now. It was so powerful and awe-inspiring. It can definitely be performed by a master who has practiced internal skills for many years and has profound cultivation!"

"But this person looks so young and handsome, only about twenty years old. Logically speaking, it is extremely difficult for him to reach such a state at such an age. It is simply impossible!"

At this moment, Jiao Wan'er, who was extremely shocked, stared with her beautiful watery eyes at the air fluctuations left by the palm that had just blasted Wu Xiuwen away. The palm force was so powerful that its residual power was still there.

The air around them was shaking. She thought to herself that such astonishing palm power was definitely not something that a man like Xu Xingchen, who looked so young, could easily produce. The contrast was so great that it was really hard to accept.

"Wan'er, you are right! It seems that this master is indeed not to be underestimated!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chengzhi immediately agreed, with a hint of surprise in his tone that was difficult to conceal.

He pondered secretly in his heart, because at that moment just now, he could clearly feel that the unparalleled force released by that palm was actually comparable to the power of the [Hunyuan Palm] and [Hunyuan Wuji] that he had just displayed.

They were like the two ends of a scale, vaguely reaching a delicate balance, which was definitely not something that ordinary people could do. Yuan Chengzhi couldn't help but develop a strong interest and vigilance towards the mysterious figure.

"Xiu Wen! Xiu Wen!"

Wu Dunru's shouts echoed in the empty space, with anxiety and fear that were difficult to conceal.

Seeing his brother Wu Xiuwen being hit by an extremely powerful and domineering black palm force and flying backwards, falling heavily on the hard ground, Wu Dunru's face turned pale instantly, and his heart suddenly tightened, almost jumping out of his chest.

Without any hesitation, Wu Dunru rushed over like an arrow from a bow, and helped his brother Wu Xiuwen, who had staggered to the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, up. Wu Xiuwen's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of pain and unwillingness, and his body was shaking slightly due to the serious injuries.

"Who!! Who dares to hurt Wu San Tong's beloved son?!"

Wu San Tong witnessed this sudden scene from the side, and he felt like he was struck by lightning. His pupils suddenly contracted violently, and anger and disbelief were intertwined on his face.

It was like a raging fire burning wildly in his chest, almost igniting the surrounding air and turning it into a violent heat wave. His voice seemed to break free at this moment, like a loud thunder exploding in the sky.

It was deafening, carrying with it an indescribable power and indignation, echoing endlessly in the surrounding space.

That roar contained an unquestionable majesty and tremendous indignation. It penetrated the eardrums of everyone present and struck deep into their hearts, making people feel a strong shock and fear.

Wu San Tong's eyes were wide open, glaring at everyone present. His figure seemed to become extremely tall at this moment, like a volcano about to erupt, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

He roared at the crowd at the top of his lungs, each word like a sharp blade, trying to cut the silence and find the murderer hiding in the dark who had the audacity to hurt his beloved, and vowed to make him pay the price!

At this moment, a cold and slightly sarcastic voice came as sharp as a cold wind blowing through the forest. It easily penetrated the hustle and bustle around and interrupted everyone's actions, as if time had been paused at this moment.

"Wow, what a rare good show! How could so many people besiege two weak women and still have the heart to do it? This kind of 'courage' and 'unity' is really eye-opening and amazing."