He Has a Dragon

When Mr. Liu Zhi, Nian Shicheng and others looked solemnly at Bai Xiaolou and the old man who separated from the crowd and walked to the front, after the master and apprentice stopped, they saw the old man glance at everyone intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, Mr. Six Fingers was relatively well, but Baihua Nian Shicheng and Hungry Old Man Chen Yingxiu, who were the weaker ones, suddenly turned pale as if they had been struck by thunder.

Not to mention that the twin old servants Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, who had the lowest cultivation among the people, couldn't help but take a step back and hid directly behind Mr. Six Fingers. Under their pale faces, sweat fell from their foreheads like beads.

Fortunately, Happy Fish knew that his cultivation was low, so he had the good sense to stand far away. Otherwise, he might have peed on his butt on the spot, which would have been embarrassing.

At this time, Mr. Liuzhi showed a forced smile on his face that had turned a little gray, and said softly and bitterly: "Under the heavenly steps, they are all ants. It's true."

For a moment, everyone was silent and completely lost interest in talking...

The old man who stood out from the crowd stopped with his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened. He turned his back to Bai Xiaolou who was standing behind him, and ordered with a calm face: "Fight if you want, go ahead." !”

When Bai Xiaolou responded respectfully and walked towards the steps, the blackened blood was scattered all over the open space. Mrs. Yang, who was monitoring the outside of the mansion through her spiritual consciousness, instantly stopped smiling and looked at the station with a solemn look. Wang Le, who was in front of him, said in a deep voice: "Someone comes to challenge me again."

"Oh?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows habitually, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he knew in his heart that there would be desperadoes who were not afraid of death to challenge him, and he was mentally prepared, he did not expect it to happen so soon.

"I didn't expect that when I first came to the martial arts world, I would have to kill people all the time. I don't know when I will be the leader. I'm afraid that in a few days, I will be able to catch up with the number of people I killed in the previous year."

Wang Le sighed, turned around and walked towards the front door of the mansion, shaking his head and muttering softly, his words full of helplessness.

"Uh!" Lao Yang and his wife were immediately speechless. Looking at Wang Le's thin back walking away, the expressions on their faces were even more complicated and subtle.

Immediately, Lao Yang nodded to his wife, and then chased after Wang Le, whose back was about to disappear.

Standing still, Mrs. Yang looked at her man in the distance, sighed softly, and murmured to herself: "Maybe there is only such a murderous star in the sky of this insignificant world, but it turned out to be respected. If you move here, I don’t know if it will be a blessing or a curse for me in the future!"

At this moment, the young and loud voice of Bai Xiaolou outside the mansion also came in,

He shouted with full fighting spirit: "Emperor, come out and fight me!"

At this time, Wang Le also happened to walk behind the door of the mansion, opened the door without any delay, and appeared again in front of the dark crowd of onlookers.

"Is this the throne? I thought it had three heads and six arms. It really doesn't live up to its name, but that's all!"

"Dong Chong and Tieshan really died unjustly. Heishan Zhanbo, who achieved the level of martial arts, must have underestimated the enemy, so this emperor took advantage of the opportunity and succeeded in the sneak attack."

"Hey, look at this young boy who challenged the throne. Compared with the two, he must be only half a pound."

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Among the crowd, there were new warriors who saw that Wang Le was weak and not as ferocious as the rumors in the teahouse and restaurant in the past two days, so they couldn't help but started talking in low voices on the spot.

Of course, most of the warriors who had watched Wang Le fight against the heroes from beginning to end had mocking faces and sneers when they heard these comments.

I secretly thought that the Emperor's ear would slap these guys without eyes in the face and make them swell.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, the young man who challenges the throne must not be too weak.

Among the crowd of onlookers, when those with vicious eyes thought about this, they couldn't help but look at the old man standing in front, thinking that this old man was so enigmatic that people couldn't understand the depth.

Bai Xiaolou, who had already walked into the field at this time, saw that as soon as he finished speaking, the throne came out. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It came quite quickly."

After Wang Le came out of the mansion, he stood in front of the steps and stopped as usual. He looked down at the young man who challenged him with a look of confusion in his eyes, because the other person was not like Yuan Hong, Zhan Bo and others before. Full of murderous intentions towards himself.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. If you kill more people, you will always be sensitive to invisible and intangible murderous intentions, let alone a butcher like Wang Le who has countless dead souls under his command.

Although he was confused, Wang Le did not hesitate at all. As soon as Bai Xiaolou finished speaking, he immediately smiled and said: "You rushed here to die, of course I can't let you down."

Bai Xiaolou, who was inexperienced in the world of martial arts, couldn't hide his thoughts at all. When he heard what Wang Le said, his face suddenly turned ugly.

Before Bai Xiaolou could scold him, he saw Wang Le put away the smile on his face, suddenly became serious, and said calmly: "Your Excellency is different from the previous people who challenged me. You don't have murderous intentions. I don’t know why you want to join in this fight to the death?”

Bai Xiaolou was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Wang Le to speak so frankly, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

This is quite different from the image of the throne outlined by the information reported by the innkeeper in the morning!

With his thoughts turning, Bai Xiaolou coughed deliberately, then looked at Wang Le, and asked with a serious face: "The map of the treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng was divided into two. Nowadays, there is a widespread rumor in Kyoto that half of the map is made of white jade. Is it true that it is in your hands?"

Wang Le suddenly narrowed his eyes, smiled softly, and did not answer, but asked the same question: "If the half of the map in Sun Lequan's hand was in my hand, do you think the seniors in the crowd in front of me can still do it?" Can you bear it and just stand here obediently watching the fun? Instead of destroying my residence?"

After finishing speaking, when Wang Le narrowed his eyes and glanced at the crowd of people watching in front of him, he suddenly stiffened because his eyes fell on the old man standing in front and he couldn't move away no matter what!

At this moment, Wang Le felt like his hair was rising, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast that could swallow up the sun, moon, mountains and rivers!

"Hiss!" Wang Le forced himself to endure the sudden fear and awe in his heart and bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain also made him wake up completely. He immediately stopped looking at the old man. At this time, his back was already soaked. .

"Hey!" The old man standing in front of the crowd looked at Wang Le on the steps with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Apparently he didn't expect that the other party would get rid of the influence of his consciousness so quickly.