Chapter 1918 Tianwu Thirty-Six Pile of Garbage

Murong Yu looked at the black-faced young man who had risen to the crime with a stunned look.

what's going on? Murong Yu looked at each other in confusion.

"Boy, you look down on the thirty-sixth son of Tianwu? What are you?" Seeing Murong Yu looking over, the black-faced young man shouted more murderously.

And because of the roar of the black-faced youth, everyone in the lobby looked over. And most of them showed anger on their faces, glaring at Murong Yu.

Murong Yu turned out to be angry.

This made him very stunned, and it took a long time for him to finally react.

Whether it is the six heavenly kings, the top eight in the four districts, or the thirty-six sons of Tianwu, there are quite a few admirers in the Tianwu world. Of course, this kind of admirer is not a believer, and will not bring the power of faith to the six heavenly kings and others.

However, these people blindly worship the six heavenly kings, etc., in the common saying, they are stubborn fans. They crazily worship the six heavenly kings and others. In their minds, the six heavenly kings and others are perfect, the most powerful, and the least tolerant of others' slander.

Obviously, this black-faced young man is a fan of the thirty-sixth son of Tianwu. And the words Murong Yu just said were just what they couldn't tolerate. Therefore, he took the case.

Seeing the people in the entire lobby looking at him murderously, Murong Yu's face was slightly gloomy. There is no lack of high-level airspace among these people, but Murong Yu is not afraid of them, he just doesn't want to cause trouble.

"It's only the third-order mixed air realm. Something like ants dared to slander the thirty-six sons of Tianwu? It's really **** it." A mean-looking woman sneered at Murong Yu, her language was mean.

"One rubbish, kneel down and apologize to us! And abandon his cultivation." A middle-aged man looked at Murong Yu murderously, his face full of disdain.

"Kneel down and apologize, self-defeating cultivation base!" Someone immediately agreed. Then all the fans in the lobby yelled. The horrible breath continued to suppress Murong Yu like a torrent.

If I were to be a monk from another third-order airspace realm, I would have been scared to death by seeing this scene. But Murong Yu just had a gloomy expression on his face, and he didn't pay attention to these people at all.

In his eyes, these leftover fans are nothing but a pile of rubbish.

"Little bastard, since you refuse to kneel down and apologize, then I will let you kneel down and apologize." The black-faced youth walked towards Murong Yu with a murderous look. As he approached Murong Yu, he already slapped Murong Yu with a palm.

Murong Yu frowned slightly, and a touch of murderous intent flashed through the depths of his eyes.

The black face youth is the fourth-order of the air-blending realm, and his strength is much stronger than the third-order of the air-blending realm. If Murong Yu really only had the third-order airspace realm, his entire head would be slapped to pieces by the opponent's slap.

This guy actually wants to kill Murong Yu? Murong Yu had nothing to do with him at all, he just said a word. More importantly, that sentence has nothing to do with the black-faced youth.

"If you continue, you will die." Murong Yu didn't even look at it, but said in a cold voice.

Hearing Murong Yu's words, the black-faced youth just gave a grin, and the big hand did not stop. On the contrary, the speed was faster and the power contained was even more terrifying.

Murong Yu's heart flashed with murderous intent, since this black-faced youth wanted to kill him, then...

Huh!

Everyone only saw a flower in front of them, and then an extremely screaming scream suddenly erupted from the mouth of the black-faced youth, and instantly enveloped the entire lobby.

At this time, everyone saw that the big hand shot by the black-faced youth suddenly stopped in mid-air. At the same time, the big hand of the black youth was pierced by a chopstick.

Seeing this scene, an incomparably absurd idea appeared in everyone's mind: The chopsticks pinned the big hand of the black-faced youth to the void.

Nailed in the void!

Only soon, they shook their heads and sneered. There is no attachment in the void, why is it nailed? It's not that they don't believe it, it's just that it's impossible.

However, the black-faced youth who was the subject knew clearly that everyone's guess was not wrong. His big hand was indeed nailed in the void.

Moreover, what makes the black-faced youth feel the most horrible is that the chopsticks seem to contain extremely terrifying power, no matter how hard he struggles, he always stays still. It's like the void that has existed since ancient times.

Moreover, the intense and incomparable heart-piercing pain continued to flood into his mind, stimulating all his nerves. Even though he was a terrifying existence of Tier 4 Mixed Air Realm, he couldn't help screaming loudly.

"Little bastard, you are looking for death!"

A middle-aged man who was at the same table with the black-faced youth was taken aback when he saw this scene, and then he reacted. After a loud roar, he held a long knife at Murong Yu and cut his head and face.

call out!

auzw.com It's just that his knife slashed out, and everyone saw a streamer lasing past. Then, then there is no more. There was a chopstick trembling in the center of the forehead of the middle-aged man with the knife.

The middle-aged man was also nailed into the void by Murong Yu. And it seems more serious than the black-faced youth. Because the middle-aged man has no vitality flowing in his body.

The middle-aged man is dead.

The people around suddenly took a breath. They didn't even see how Murong Yu acted. The key is that those two people are both Tier 4 in the Mixed Air Realm.

It was a little higher than Murong Yu, but he was generally killed by Murong Yu.

Murong Yu is definitely not Tier 3 in the Airspace Realm, this guy must be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The people around were chilled, but more people were murderous.

Murong Yu killed their people! Although they didn't know each other at all before, everyone was a fan of the thirty-sixth son of Tianwu, and they belonged to a group.

"Kill this little bastard. Even if he is strong, he is only one person, and can't stop all of us from attacking." The mean-looking woman who had despised Murong Yu before screamed. Xiang Murong Yu.

At the same time, most of the people in the entire lobby took action, and each of them broke out the strongest attack to kill Murong Yu.

Murong Yu's face turned black, and it was really terrifying to meet these stupid fans. However, if these people want to kill him, then all go to death! So Murong Yu grabbed a handful of chopsticks on the table and threw it out.

puff! puff! puff……

After a muffled sound, the powerhouses of the mixed air realm were all nailed into the void...In just an instant, more than a dozen people of different realms were dealt with by Murong Yu. Moreover, Murong Yu couldn't be merciless when he shot, and he hit the killer directly.

In other words, all these dozen people died. For those who want to kill himself, Murong Yu will definitely not be soft. And he doesn't kill these silly fans, and these silly fans won't let him go.

The people in the lobby were shocked when they saw Murong Yu's ruthless move. But the next moment more attacks came and killed Murong Yu, as if he was not afraid of Murong Yu at all.

Murong Yu smiled coldly: "Since you are not afraid of death, then you all die because of your brain damage." While speaking, Murong Yu waved his big hand again and again...

The chopsticks were continuously shot out. Anything that was locked by Murong Yu could not escape at all, and he was directly nailed in the void, and then...then there was no more. Because they are already dead.

Although Murong Yu is currently only Tier 3 in the Air Mixed Realm, his true strength is almost invincible in the Air Mixed Realm. There are high-level mixed air realms among those who shoot, but how is his opponent?

Finally, after Murong Yu killed forty or fifty people in a row, all the remaining people were frightened. They are good fans, they will blindly worship the thirty-six sons of Tianwu. But they also cherish their lives.

Before, I just wanted to kill Murong Yu by relying on more people. But now that they saw Murong Yu unable to move, they were finally afraid.

A disdainful smile appeared on Murong Yu's face: "Why, I'm afraid? You don't want to stand out for your idol? You trash. With you garbage fans, I'm afraid Tianwu Thirty-Six sons are not so good."

Murong Yu was very upset when he encountered this kind of thing for no reason. Therefore, even the idols of these people make him unhappy.

Hearing Murong Yu's words, the mindless fans of the thirty-sixth son of Tianwu were very angry. But before Murong Yu's prostitution, he dared not speak. Therefore, one by one just glared at Murong Yu, wishing to kill Murong Yu with his eyes.

"Thirty-six Tianwu is not very good, but the garbage like killing you is more than enough." Just when many brain fans were afraid to say anything, a cold voice with monstrous anger suddenly sounded in the lobby.

At the same time, Sandao figure slowly stepped in from outside.

Huh!

Everyone's gazes were all looked over, and the brain-dead fans suddenly became excited: "It's the three thugs, the crying sons, and the clever sons! This little **** is dead!"

Many brain-dead fans became excited again, chattering one by one, it seemed that Murong Yu had been killed by the three of them.

Murong Yu also looked over.

To meet three young men, it must be three of Wu's thirty-six sons that day. The strength is not bad, they have reached the ninth level of the mixed air realm. Moreover, their strength is far better than ordinary monks in the same realm. But in Murong Yu's eyes, it was just a pile of rubbish.

No, it's three piles of rubbish.

"Are you three of Tianwu's thirty-six piles of garbage?" Murong Yu looked at the three of Tianwuzi with disdain, and spoke harshly.

Tianwu thirty-six piles of garbage?

Hearing this sentence, Tian Baozi's three lungs were about to explode. This is naked contempt, trampling, and insult!

"Little bastard, you will definitely die today." Tian Qiaozi is a handsome young man, but at this time his face is slowly walking over, terrible killing intent erupts from him like a stormy sea. A crazy shock to Murong Yu.

However, Murong Yu remained motionless.