He Has a Dragon

Wang Le slowly turned around and looked at the young man, with a dangerous light flashing in his narrowed eyes, and said in a calm tone: "I don't have half of the treasure house map of Lao Shizi, but I have a small life."

What Wang Le did not tell the young man in front of him at this time was that he did not have half a picture in his hand, but a complete picture of Ying Zheng's underground tomb treasure house, which was now stored in the Fayan space.

After a pause, Wang Le raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and continued with a hint of sarcasm: "But you are not qualified to take my life."

Before the young man could respond, Wang Le suddenly looked at the restless guests and asked, "Where can I kill people in this giant city?"

"Uh!" Everyone was speechless for a moment, thinking to themselves that this emperor was really impatient and would do anything if he just disagreed, and he acted like he was either going to die or live, and they didn't even ask about the origins of the young man in front of them. feet to avoid endless trouble in the future.

Before the onlookers could respond, the young man sneered and said, "There are many places where you can kill people in Juque City! Are you accepting the challenge?"

Wang Le looked at the young man expressionlessly and said, "Let's go!"

After saying that, Wang Le turned around and walked out of the teahouse.

At this time, the young man suddenly shouted coldly: "Stop!"

Wang Le paused, turned his back and asked, "What's wrong?"

The young man said with an ugly face: "Since you accept my challenge, why don't you ask me my name and whereabouts?"

Wang Le, who was standing there, turned to look at the young man, smiled softly and said: "In my eyes, you are already a dead person, why do you still ask for your name?"

"There are too many nameless people who have died in my hands, and you are not the least of them."

"You!" The young man's sissy face instantly turned red with anger, and he looked at Wang Le with a look that made him want to cut him into pieces to relieve his hatred.

Then the young man was seen suppressing the anger in his heart to stay rational. He looked at Wang Le with a sneer, gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "No one has dared to speak to me like this since I debuted! I will let you know later. Life is worse than death!"

Wang Le smiled slightly and said: "I just said that you are not qualified yet."

After a pause, Wang Le stretched out his finger and shook it at the young man surnamed Bai, and said: "I can beat ten people like you one by one."

After finishing speaking, Wang Le turned around and walked out of the teahouse again. At the same time, he did not forget to turn his back and said: "Hurry up, I don't have the time to waste time in this giant city."

The young man surnamed Bai first glanced at Wang Le who walked out of the teahouse hatefully, then winked at the middle-aged man surnamed Sun next to him, and then chased Wang Le outside.

At this time, all the guests present were waiting for Wang Le to walk out of the teahouse. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and their faces showed excitement.

"There's something good to watch."

"The bloody smell on this emperor's throne is really strong. He must have killed a lot of people recently."

"Does the emperor really have half a map of the treasure trove of the underground tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng on his body?"

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Amidst the whispers, the guests present quickly filed out of the teahouse and chased the young man surnamed Bai and Wang Le in the direction they were going.

At the same time, the middle-aged man surnamed Sun, who deliberately delayed a step out of the teahouse, walked quickly in the opposite direction, and soon disappeared into the bustling crowd...

After a while, Wang Le followed the young man surnamed Bai and was surrounded by more and more onlookers who came after hearing the news to the killing arena in Dongcheng District of Juque City.

On the way from the Juxian Tea House to the Dongcheng District Killing Arena, with the twin brothers, the Second Master and the Third Master, and other tea guests chatting with each other, more and more warriors came to watch the excitement.

And Wang Le also inadvertently learned from the warriors who came to watch the excitement the origin of this young man named Bai. His name was Bai Yunshu, and he had two identities.

One is the direct descendant of the Bai family, one of the four major families in Juque City, and the other is the only true disciple of the head of the ancient martial arts sect of the Taoist sect.

Especially when Wang Le heard that Bai Yunshu came from the ancient martial arts sect, he couldn't help but think of Sun Lequan, who died in his own hands. He was the person in charge of the ancient martial arts sect in Bai Yujing.

As for this ancient martial arts sect, in Wang Le's opinion, it can only be regarded as a popular force. Otherwise, it would not be so unknown.

This also made Wang Le's next life-and-death fight even less stressful.

Although Wang Le has offended many top forces, he has long since offended one more family, but he does not want to cause more troubles and troubles.

"This world has never been short of people who like to take the initiative to die. Isn't it nice to be alive? Alas!"

Wang Le looked at Bai Yunshu's back in front of him and sighed secretly.

Although he didn't understand how people like Bai Yunshu thought, Wang Le knew that such people often didn't live long.

Even if he didn't die in Wang Le's hands this time, he would die in the hands of others in the future.

While his thoughts were ups and downs, Wang Le, surrounded by the crowd, walked past a huge stone tablet with the words "Slaying Arena" written on it...

When Wang Le stepped into this killing arena that was like an ancient Roman Colosseum, the chaotic murderous intent and strong smell of blood flowing in the air instantly hit his face.

The huge bluestones laid on the ground in the killing arena are not only engraved with various mysterious runes, but also have stains of blood that have turned black, testifying to the life-and-death killings that took place here.

At this moment, more and more Juque City warriors were pouring into the stands on all sides of the killing arena. In the bustling crowd, some familiar people were shouting and starting gambling.

Just after the two parties involved, Bai Yunshu and Wang Le, entered the killing arena and stood still, they saw a thin old man wearing a thin green shirt slowly walking out of a small door in the corner of the killing arena.

Before the thin old man could come over, Bai Yunshu casually took out two middle-grade Origin Stones and threw them into his hands.

The thin old man in a thin green shirt stretched out his hand to take the two mid-grade Origin Stones thrown over, then looked at Bai Yunshu expressionlessly and said, "Old rules."

After losing three words, the old man turned around and went back the way he came. From the beginning to the end, he kept Wang Le in the air and didn't even look at him.

Wang Le, who was standing still, saw the postures of the two people in front of him and guessed that Bai Yunshu must often come to this killing arena in Dongcheng District.

This made Wang Le raise his brows slightly and thought to himself: "Really, people cannot be judged by their appearance. Isn't this guy named Bai as stupid as he looks on the surface?"

As his mind wandered, Wang Le immediately put away his earlier contempt.

Wang Le finally became wary of Bai Yunshu, who looked like a weakling with a sissy face, and took it seriously.

Bai Yunshu certainly did not expect that his inadvertent actions would make Wang Le see something deeper in an instant...