Taking "disciples" as the test body, Wang Dong's behavior fell into the eyes of the decent sect, and there was no doubt that it was evil and first-class in the devil's way!

If it were ordinary women by their side, Wang Dongzi would not have said so dignifiedly, but Xue Bing looked soft and timid, as if a kitten was easily frightened, but he could lower his head and blush his face, and then cut off his opponent's arm with one knife without blinking.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like the so-called kind and orderly camp!

In a sense, she and Wang Dong can be called a natural couple.

Between the seashores, the waves are surging and the intense wind brings a sign of war.

Swish! The curtain of the car suddenly broke and the fragments flew. Wang Xing's body was like a green cloud, soaring upwards, passing over the heads of everyone, and in his breath, he fell to the sand dunes several feet high.

The white shadow swayed, and Xue Bing rose and fell several times, followed closely.

Wang Dong's eyes circulated and inspected the venue. Although there were hundreds or thousands of martial arts heroes here, he still saw Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, the honest monk and others at a glance.

This group of people has a unique temperament that cannot be ignored.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, Brother Lu's style remains the same, which makes me feel at ease." Wang Dong looked at him with a smile, "But I don't know how healed the injury?"

In the past, Lu Xiaofeng took action on the Moon-Watching Bridge in the imperial capital. Wang Dong once broke Lu Xiaofeng's fingers with one finger to another, causing his finger bone to break.

"Thanks to Brother Wang's concern, Mr. Lu is very good and is about to experience Brother Wang's peerless sword skills again."

Lu Xiaofeng stared at Wang Dong and said lightly.

In fact, he knew better than anyone else. He was no longer Wang Dong's opponent. But if he wanted to show weakness in front of Wang Dong, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing him.

“Then there is no need….”

Wang shook his head, and at this moment, a sharp sword energy came from far and near.

The visitor did not draw his sword because he was like a divine sword. Although the divine sword had not been drawn out, the biting coldness and forced sword energy were enough to move people.

Wang Dong looked over.

More than ten feet away, a swordsman in white clothes was quietly standing on a reef. The waves splashed on his snow-white clothes, but he remained motionless like an iceberg, looking both arrogant and lonely.

The white-clothed swordsman stood in his arms and suddenly spoke: "Is Baiyun City Lord good?"

"Brother Ye has already been removed from the cage and is already a man from the sky. He is elegant and elegant. Even I envy you very much!"

Wang Dongdao.

Ximen Chuxue nodded and pondered: "A few months ago, there was an unfinished battle between you and me. It is better to bump into the day than choose a day, today—."

"I'm afraid it won't work today." Wang Dong interrupted, "My opponent today is not Brother Ximen. He has arrived."

At this moment, some of the martial arts heroes exclaimed, but saw a large ship appearing on the Bohai Ocean and sailing rapidly. After a while, he paused a hundred or ten feet away from the shore.

A servant in green walked up to the bow of the boat and said aloud: "Is the Sword King here? My master is welcome."

Plop!

Before the green-clothed servant finished speaking, a small boat had already been hung from the bow of the boat. A shipman wearing a hat, tapped lightly. The boat was straight like an arrow and rushed to the shore.

"I'll go back." Wang Dong nodded at Xue Bing.

"Well, be careful!" Xue Bing said softly.

As he spoke, Wang Xing flashed and floated into the boat. He glanced at the boatman, who turned the bamboo wormwood into the ocean again, and the boat turned around.

While breathing, Wang Dong had already reached the edge of the big ship. Wang Dong flew on the deck. At that moment, two pretty maids came out of the cabin. "Please, King of Sword!"

Wang Dong did not hesitate and went straight into the cabin.

At this time, the martial arts people watching the battle on the coast were a little dumbfounded and didn't know what had happened.

"Is that the owner of the big ship the so-called nameless island owner?"

Many people in the martial arts world were talking about it.

The little old man Wu Ming is hidden in his heart. Although he has amazing skills, he is not famous in the world. Only the sudden challenge of Sword King Wang Dong this time has made him truly enter the eyes and ears of the world.

The interior of the ship looks very spacious, and although the decoration is quite luxurious, it is just hot, which gives people a delicate feeling.

The candlelight shook, and a prince from the royal family with a jade crown tied his hair and was dressed in a gorgeous dress turned his back to him, and suddenly said, "Wang Dong."

Wang Dong said lightly: "Ming Jiu."

Both of them made a statement indifferently.

Gong Jiu turned around like a whirlwind, looked at Wang Dong, and said calmly: "Do you know me?"

"I always know a little more than ordinary people." Wang Dong said.

"A little more is enough." Gong Jiudao.

Gong Jiuming's identity is Prince Taiping. He is ambitious and has been coveting the throne in Longcheng for a long time. All his actions are aimed at the world. Even if there are some branches and vines in it, they are just a little red embellishment for fighting to dominate the world.

That's right, even though Gong Jiu came to Bohai in person and challenged Wang Dong, he was unwilling to appear in front of him and only welcomed Wang Dong into the big ship.

Gong Jiu put his hands behind his back, but his eyes stared at a sword hanging on the bulkhead, and said lightly: "The little old man has always been conceited. Looking at the world's greatness, few people can let him see it. The so-called famous masters in the world are just a group of stupid pigs. They are not worthy of carrying shoes for him, but he has a high opinion of you."

Wang Dong said: "He is a strange man. There are many masters I have seen over the years, and few people can compare to him."

Gong Jiu changed his sentence and said, "Of course you know why I came to you?"

Wang Dong nodded: "So I just want to say one word to you now, please!"

Gong Jiu lowered his hands, his robe sleeves bulged, and said, "Please!"

Hurry!

He fell down with the word "please", and immediately there was endless chill in the room. The sword hanging on the bulkhead suddenly broke free from its constraints, as if it was pulled by an invisible hand and ejected out.

The sword energy turned into the sound of a dragon roar, and the sword had fallen between the palms of Gong Jiufen. His eyes suddenly had a great divine light, and he took a step forward suddenly. The flying rainbow lightning flashed, and in an instant, it was like a dense spider web, intertwined in the room.

Many martial arts heroes on the shore saw that there was no movement on the ship for a long time, and they felt it was inexplicable. At this moment, the sword sounded like a dragon roar. With just one breath, everyone saw that the cabin in the middle of the ship was penetrated by hundreds of thousands of flowing arrows, and the bulkhead exploded, and millions of lightning were squirting and flashing in it, like thunder and lightning!

Of course this is not lightning, but it is much more terrifying than lightning. The flying sword light seems to have spirituality and is filled with unspeakable oppression.

Everyone watching the battle on the shore was shocked and moved. Even Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou, and the honest monk were the top experts in the world.

"This sword is no longer under the flying immortals outside the sky of the Lord of Baiyun City, and it is even better than it. However, this sword does not come from Wang Dong. Could it be that the nameless island lord?" Lu Xiaofeng said in a state of emotion. (To be continued...)
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