He Has a Dragon

"The future life is terrible!"

The old man took a deep look at Wang Le who was standing on the steps, and this thought popped into his mind.

To be able to perform like this under the heaven-level consciousness, even a martial artist at the earth-level martial arts level is worthy of a high look. And the young man in front of him is just a junior at Xuan level.

The old man asked himself, regardless of any personal prejudices and positions, this throne can definitely deserve the praise of dragon and phoenix among people.

At this time, the old man no longer doubted that the young man in front of him could sweep the White Jade Jingxuan Ranking, let alone his ability to challenge and win over the ranks.

As his mind wandered, the old man couldn't help but become interested in this young man who came from the secular world and was born in Yeluzi. Although he did not have a natal magic weapon, he possessed an ultimate magic weapon and was thus shrouded in a mysterious halo.

"How many years has it been since such a monster appeared in the world of mortals? It seems that the martial arts world is really not far away from troubled times."

A flash of memory flashed in the old man's eyes, his mind stirred up a little, and he thought to himself.

With just such a look, the old man's mind turned countless twists and turns. At this time, he became even more pessimistic and uncertain about whether his disciple Bai Xiaolou could defeat the throne.

In the eyes of an old man who has gone through years of ups and downs, swords can be used to describe the two young people of similar age in front of him.

Then the emperor standing on the steps was surrounded by invisible violence, like an unparalleled sharp sword that cut through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, bleeding and drifting. Once it is unsheathed, it is unstoppable and will not return until it is bloody!

As for his disciple Bai Xiaolou, who has been practicing since he was a child, he has a mountain of training resources for him to squander, and his martial arts foundation is extremely solid and hard to find.

Daodezong is like a master swordsmith. He has spent twenty years of hard work honing the sword Bai Xiaolou. Once it is unsheathed, its edge will be revealed and its brilliance will surely eclipse the geniuses of his generation!

However, Bai Xiaolou has just made his debut after all, and has not yet experienced the killings and walked away from the dead.

Because of this, the old man had already made up his mind about the next battle between the two.

"Wild and captive beasts are ultimately different."

The old man looked at his disciple and Wang Le, and sighed secretly.

Of course, the old man hoped that Bai Xiaolou would be tempered in the following battles. He believed that his talented disciple would

You will definitely gain insights from it afterwards, and when you truly mature, you will no longer be flowers in a greenhouse, but a giant tree that has been baptized by violent winds and rains, and will truly support your future lineage in the prosperous age of Taoism!

When the old man's mind was wandering, Wang Le, who had bitten the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood without hesitation, then walked down the steps and stopped three meters away from the opposite side of Bai Xiaolou.

Seeing Wang Le vomiting blood from his mouth, Bai Xiaolou showed a trace of depression on his face and said, "I didn't expect you to be injured. If I win, it will be a victory without force!"

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but touch his nose and said to himself: "It seems that this guy is an upright person. It will be really hard for him to kill him later."

"Well, if this guy is the same as Yuan Hong and Zhan Bo, I can just kill him without any psychological burden."

Of course, there was another point: standing in front of the crowd, the old man who was far away from the field made Wang Le afraid to let go. He always had to be on guard to prevent any unexpected changes.

With his mind wandering, Wang Le looked at Bai Xiaolou, who had a somewhat ugly face, and said with disdain: "Those dead ghosts who came to challenge me before have no right to hurt me!"

Immediately, Wang Le sighed again, with a look of helplessness on his face, and said with emotion: "Since I entered Bai Yujing, I have been under a lot of pressure in the past two days, so I was anxious to get angry, and I developed oral ulcers. The blood bubble inside was accidentally burst."

Everyone: "…………"

"Oral ulcer?" Although Bai Xiaolou didn't understand the medical terms in this world, he also knew what it meant to get angry in a hurry, and Wang Le almost made him laugh out loud.

The old man standing in front of the crowd couldn't help but curl his mouth slightly, thinking to himself that this emperor is really a tough talker.

"Ahem!" Bai Xiaolou deliberately coughed twice, then looked at Wang Le with a serious face and said seriously: "You are quite interesting. I like you and we can be friends."

Before Wang Le could speak, Bai Xiaolou changed the topic and said, "But let's fight first before talking."

Wang Le's face twitched and he complained softly: "I don't want to be gay."

"What is gay?" Bai Xiaolou asked with a confused look on his face.

Wang Le stiffened. Of course he would not tell Bai Xiaolou or the people present that having sex means having sex.

Just when Wang Le was a little embarrassed, a warrior in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Are you still going to fight? You're acting like a bitch, dragging your mother around is just a dick!"

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou frown, and they looked at the warrior who was shouting in the crowd, and their eyes were like sharp arrows to kill him!

Under the gazes of Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou, the tall and strong warrior suddenly changed from a tiger to a cat. He shriveled up on the spot, gave a forced laugh, and said tremblingly: "Open... open... Just kidding, you...you continue."

After saying that, he quickly dove into the crowd behind him without looking back, fearing that he would be in trouble if he took a step too late.

At this time, Wang Le looked at Bai Xiaolou and asked calmly: "Your Excellency, do you really have to fight before you are willing to fight?"

Bai Xiaolou raised his head, like a proud swan, and replied with certainty and affirmation: "Fight!"

Without waiting for Wang Le's response, Bai Xiaolou suddenly realized that since he was going to challenge, he had to give his name. As a result, he forgot about this and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He immediately added: "I'm Bai Xiaolou at Longhu Mountain. "

"Longhu Mountain? Isn't that the birthplace of Taoism in Ganzhou Province in the secular world?"

A strange look flashed in Wang Le's eyes. He didn't bother to worry about the authenticity of Bai Xiaolou's identity. After all, the challenge he accepted didn't require a life-and-death struggle, so there was no so-called mortal grudge.

So there's no need to get to the bottom of it. Everyone has secrets that they can't tell themselves, and Wang Le is no exception.

Although Bai Xiaolou was new to the world, his eyes were not bad. After noticing something was wrong with Wang Le's face, he immediately asked: "Brother Emperor, what doubts do you have?"

Wang Le smiled and replied nonchalantly: "Nothing, I just thought that there is a mountain in Ganzhou Province in the secular world also called Longhu Mountain."

Bai Xiaolou said, although his eyes flickered, he still nodded lightly and said: "The Longhu Mountain in the world is famous as the birthplace of Taoism. I have heard of it."

Wang Le looked deeply at Bai Xiaolou and knew that the other person was not telling the truth, so he couldn't help but smile and say nothing...