Siheyuan: Back to 50 years ago, Shazhu joined the army

"He Yuzhu, as the saying goes, there is no way to heaven and no door to hell. Today, you are the one who offered yourself to me, so don't blame me for being ruthless. Come and have a taste of my 50 years of powerful Vajra Palm."

Immediately, Dukong gathered his energy with both hands, and a powerful innate energy burst out from his palms. This powerful and powerful Vajra Palm hit He Yuzhu's face.

He Yuzhu did not dare to be careless at this time. He immediately raised his hands to protect his chest, and only heard a "bang".

He Yuzhu was knocked back one meter by this attack.

His arms even felt a slight tingling sensation.

This was also the first time that He Yuzhu felt a little bit of threat since he reached the celestial realm.

Of course, this is just a little bit.

Du Kong, the instigator, saw that He Yuzhuo took on his 100% powerful Vajra Palm with ease and only retreated one meter.

His whole face turned very ugly, because Du Kong, who had practiced the Vajra Palm for a long time, knew how powerful his palm was. Even his senior brother Du Shan did not dare to take it easily and had to retreat at least seven or eight meters.

However, He Yuzhu in front of him only retreated one meter, which showed that this guy's cultivation was very powerful.

According to his own calculations, He Yuzhu's strength is at least at the peak of the first level of heaven and man.

After discovering this fact, Dukong felt powerless. He knew that it would be difficult for him to make peace today.

After testing Dukong's strength, He Yuzhu had a general understanding of the strength gap between the two sides.

A playful look instantly appeared on his face, and he directly mocked Dukong.

"Bald donkey, I didn't realize there are still some capable people in your Bald Temple. In all these years, you are the first one who can push him back one meter away.

It’s amazing, it’s really amazing.”

He Yuzhu's words were full of sarcasm, which made Dukong feel very uncomfortable.

For this reason, he immediately refuted: "He Yuzhu, don't be so proud, I still have a killer move."

When He Yuzhu heard what Du Kong said, he laughed on the spot.

"Really? But from the look on your face, it seems that you have used all your strength in that attack just now, but I didn't use much strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Yuzhu was ready to take action. He came towards Dukong like a cannonball.

An extremely powerful Iron Mountain Kick.

"Bang........."

Upon seeing this, Dukong immediately mobilized all his internal energy and raised his hands to block in front of him.

But it was obvious that he underestimated He Yuzhu's strength and overestimated his own ability to withstand blows.

With just one strike, Dukong flew backwards 10 meters away. While flying backwards, Dukong could clearly feel a sharp pain in his chest and hands.

After he landed, he found that he could not stand up at all, because He Yuzhu's attack just now had broken all his sternum and hand bones.

With just one strike, the winner was immediately decided. Du Kong felt that the He Yuzhu in front of him was a killing god. He was afraid that even if he asked his senior brother Du Shan to come over, he probably wouldn't be a match for this guy.

At this time, the disciples of the Bald Temple who were raiding nearby saw their master being defeated, and one of them immediately hugged Lin Zhiwei's neck and shouted at He Yuzhu: "He, don't move. If you dare to move again, I will kill him."

He Yuzhu sneered when he saw this scene.

"Hahaha, is this how you guys at Guangtou Temple act? Interesting, you can't beat me so you choose to threaten me?

But you guys underestimate me, He Yuzhu. How could I, He Yuzhu, be the kind of person who could be easily blackmailed?

If you dare to hurt even a hair of his, I will make you the entire Bald Temple as compensation. If you don't believe me, you can try it. "

The bald temple disciple who held Lin Zhiwei hostage hesitated after hearing what He Yuzhu said. He didn't dare to gamble.

Because if he really killed Lin Zhiwei, the other party would really destroy their entire temple.

Just when he was extremely hesitant, He Yuzhu shook his sleeves and an embroidery needle shot out.

"call out............"

In just a moment, the bald temple disciple received his lunch box.

Seeing this, the others immediately rushed towards Lin Zhiwei who was lying on the ground.

Since He Yuzhu had chosen to attack, he would not hold back. He shook his sleeves again.

A large number of embroidery needles wrapped in true energy shot out, piercing the eyebrows of these Bald Temple disciples one after another.

After a moment, the whole world was quiet. At this time, except for Du Kong who was lying on the ground, breathing in less than out, Fang Bo who was unconscious, and Lin Zhiwei who was slightly sober, there was no one alive.

Then He Yuzhu slowly came to Dukong, stepped directly on his broken chest, and stared at him with a gloomy face.

"Dukong, you guys from the Guangtou Temple have been causing trouble for me time and again, and even a clay man can get angry, so after you die, I will have your fellow disciples come down to accompany you one after another."