Wang Dong's tone was plain and spread throughout the audience.

"Arrogant!" A cold shout, a middle-aged man with a dark face and a burly figure led a dozen elite warriors to approach the front like a whirlwind. His eyes fell on Wang Dong, and he said in a deep voice: "I am the leader of the Tiankui Association, Yang Shengwu, and I ask Brother Wang for advice if you have something to do."

Tiankuihui is a major gang that dominated Shanxi. The leader of the association, Yang Shengwu, has extraordinary power in the Tiankuiyang Palm, and is broken gold and cracked stones. No matter how hard he is, this person is famous in the world. He attracted the attention of many people as soon as he appeared.

Wang Dong glanced at him: "Do you have an old age with me?"

Yang Shengwu was slightly stunned: "That's not."

Wang Dong's face turned cold: "Since I'm not familiar with me, I'm worthy of you, if you call me brother? Get out!"

One sentence made Yang Shengwu so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. The men behind him all shouted: "So brave!"

With a clanging sound, swords and swords were all out of the sheath, and they were about to come forward. On the contrary, Yang Shengwu suppressed his anger and waved his hand to block the angry men. He said coldly: "I heard about the name of the Sword King. I thought I was elegant and extraordinary. When I met today, I realized that it was better to be famous than to meet. Hehe... It turns out that he is the first-class demon. No wonder he can practice the evil technique of absorbing people's skills..."

"Who has time to listen to your nonsense!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dong's figure suddenly flashed, flashed from the moon bridge, and slapped it out with a backhand!

Bang! Even before he could react, Yang Shengwu was blown by the wind in his palm, and his whole body flew out as if he had dispersed, and crashed into the crowd. He immediately screamed with broken flesh, and seven or eight people were affected by the fish.

"Come!" The eyes of the elite warriors from the Tiankui Association were so angry that they rushed towards the king.

Wang Dong flapped his arms, and a crackling sound came from the air. He didn't see any movement. More than a dozen elite warriors had already blown out, and when they fell to the ground, they had no breath.

The audience was silent for a while.

Wang Dong turned around and stepped out, as if moving across the sky, and a green shadow flashed and stood on the stone bridge more than ten feet away.

Around the stone bridge, hundreds of eyes fell on Wang Dong, who was standing on the bridge.

There was a depressing breath in the field, and almost everyone could hear the rapid breathing of the people around them.

In just a blink of an eye, not only did the head of the Tiankui Association, Yang Sheng, the martial soul of the martial arts returned to the Yellow Springs, but even the team he brought was wiped out.

Everything happened too quickly.

If it weren't for the more than a dozen terrifying corpses in the field, many people would have thought they were confused and would not have thought that Wang Dong had made any moves.

Wang Dong looked around the audience and said, "I will say it again. Those who want to fight with me will stay, and those who don't want to die will retreat to fifty feet away. However, if you are injured by mistake, you will bear the consequences."

With the example of Yang Shengwu first, this sentence is extremely persuasive, and no one thinks he is arrogant and arrogant.

In the depressing atmosphere, forty or fifty people quietly retreated away.

However, there were at least four or five hundred people in the martial arts world attracted by the Star-Absorbing Technique. Putting aside some onlookers and so on, there were still three or four hundred people who were unwilling to give up.

"Don't be afraid of him! No matter how good his martial arts are, he is just one person. There are so many of us, and he will be killed by a pile of people."

In the crowd, someone started to cheer up loudly.

"Yes, two fists can't beat four hands, I don't believe he can really compete with everyone!"

"We have so many martial arts fellows, but I don't believe that there are still people in the world who can stop it!"

"He went to the world and seized hundreds of martial arts. Putting aside Xiao Li's flying sword and the magical sucking skills, there are at least a hundred other martial arts secrets alone!"

"Go together, catch him, and divide the secrets!"

The crowd was in full swing, and was stimulated by the best martial arts secrets, and they responded and surrounded the stone bridge.

"If there are many people, why should we learn martial arts?"

Hundreds of martial arts people surrounded and killed each other like a tide, but Wang Dong's face remained unchanged. Swish! The Tianluo Umbrella flew out like a silk thread.

In the midst of the light, he jumped and rushed out against hundreds of opponents.

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Just as Wang Dong was fighting against hundreds of people from the martial arts world on the Moon Bridge, Lu Xiaofeng, who was sitting on Chunhua Tower drinking in a bustling commercial street northwest of the capital, also received news that Wang Dong and Xue Bing entered the city.

Wang Dong fought for three thousand miles, defeated Kunlun for the first time, and then challenged the world's masters without any defeat, and was very proud and shocked the world.

Now that he had an appointment to fight Shaolin, it was like adding fire to boiling oil, and the more it burned, his reputation had already spread throughout every corner of the world. Therefore, as soon as he entered the city, the news spread quickly.

"Xue Bing has arrived too?" Lu Xiaofeng was excited and didn't even bother to drink wine anymore, so she grew up.

Hua Manlou filled a glass of wine and drank it all in one go. He looked at him and said with a laugh: "I didn't expect you, a drunkard, would have a time when you don't have a drink."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "If I am in a good mood, I will naturally drink whatever I want, but if I am in a bad mood, what's the point of drinking too much wine?"

Lu Xiaofeng has indeed been a little overwhelmed recently because he has taken another hot potato.

The lord of Baiyun City Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue were about to fight to the decisive battle, but the four masters of the Great Inner came to Lu Xiaofeng at this time and told him that with the power of the Great Inner Guard, only eight people could enter the palace. If there were more than eight people, once there was a chaos in the palace, with the ability of the Great Inner Guard, it would be difficult to deal with it.

First of all, these eight people, Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng occupied two places. In other words, only six people were allowed to enter the palace to watch the battle!

The four masters of Da Nei handed over the ribbons made by Liutiao Palace Court, and asked him to distribute the ribbons independently. Only those holding ribbons could enter the palace to watch the battle. Once the rest of the people approached the palace, the Da Nei Guards would be regarded as the ones who broke into the palace and were killed without any hesitation.

This is really a huge trouble. Even with Lu Xiaofeng's wisdom and martial arts, he felt as if he was taking over this hot potato.

At present, the capital gathered martial arts experts from all over the world, and the number of people was probably more than 10,000. There were many famous martial arts celebrities among them. Some of them were old friends Lu Xiaofeng had been with for many years, and some even Lu Xiaofeng had to respectfully call him "Senior". If he had to choose six of them from more than 10,000 people, no matter who he brought the satin to, he would not be able to get it in the end. The task was arduous.

That's why it was less than three days before the final battle, but only two of the six ribbons on his hand were sent out.

Hua Manlou had already stood up and smiled and said, "Even if you were in a bad mood just now, you must be not now."
Chapter completed!