He Has a Dragon

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Wang Le grabbed the head of the Qin family by the throat with his right hand and lifted him up. He did not forget to kick the opponent's knees off the ground to pieces. At the same time, he pinched the arm of the head of the Qin family with an expressionless face, making him completely lose the power to resist. r?anw?e?nｗ?ｗｗ.

At this moment, the cold air in the night seemed to be frozen, and all the warriors onlookers forgot to breathe. The eyes looking at Wang Le in the field were full of boundless awe and deep fear.

At this moment, there was silence, and in the atmosphere where you could hear a pin drop, no one dared to speak for fear of offending this mysterious man named the Emperor.

Because of the tyrannical fighting prowess and cruel methods this guy showed when he crushed the Qin family's earth-level warriors, the onlookers, including Luo Xian and other earth-level masters, were afraid of attracting the other's attention and displeasure. Thus suffering unreasonable disasters.

"Let me go, you can't kill me!" The head of the Qin family struggled to breathe and said with difficulty, his face turning red.

Wang Le did not answer, murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes, and he pinched the hand of the head of the Qin family and was about to force it, when he heard an old man sighing from the depths of the Qin family's residence, and then said: "Your Excellency, you'd better watch. For the sake of the old man, please let him live!"

As the words fell, an old man with a medium build and thin body, wearing a blue robe, accompanied by a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, appeared from far away and stood three meters away in front of Wang Le in an instant. Set, don't come forward anymore.

Although the old man's figure and appearance were ordinary, his somewhat cloudy eyes seemed to be constantly tempered by the fire of time, and they looked particularly deep and distant, as if they could reveal the deepest desires and desires in others' hearts. See through the secrets.

Wang Le suppressed the discomfort in his heart, looked at the old man without escaping at all, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you Hai Wuya?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome young man following the old man jumped out and shouted coldly: "How outrageous! You dare to call my master's name directly, you are seeking death!"

Then he said to Wang Le in a commanding tone: "Master asked you to put down the head of the Qin family. Are you deaf? Put it down quickly!"

Wang Le didn't even look at the handsome young man, as if he didn't hear what the other party said, and ignored him directly. He stared at the old man intently from beginning to end, waiting for the other party's response.

There was a strange look in the old man's eyes. He had not seen anyone dare to look at him so unscrupulously for many years. This was the first time today, and it was really new.

As the two sides looked at each other in silence,

The handsome young man was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. If he hadn't seen the corpses of two Qin family masters lying on the ground, plus the Qin family head who was pinched to death and was deeply afraid of Wang Le's strength, he would have been there long ago. I just wanted to step forward and teach the other party a lesson.

Finally, the old man broke the silence and nodded in response: "That's right, the old man is Baluoshanhaiwuya."

After a pause, the old man said to Wang Le again: "Now you can let go of the head of the Qin family."

Wang Le nodded and said hello, and with a force of his hand, he crushed the throat of the head of the Qin family in an instant, then threw it to the ground and said lightly: "I have already let it go."

A trace of anger flashed across Hai Wuya's face. At this time, the handsome young man stared at Wang Le with an ugly face, and cursed with an angry expression that he wanted to swallow him up: "You bastard, you actually killed the head of the Qin family. , now that the antelope grass is gone, Master’s old illness cannot be relieved..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Le looked impatient and interrupted: "Noisy! If you keep talking nonsense, I will crush you to death immediately!"

The handsome young man took a breath and trembled with anger, but he did not dare to say any more, because in the face of Wang Le's moody and casual killing style, it would be a lie to say that he was not afraid when his skills were not as good as others.

Then Wang Le looked at Hai Wuya with a calm face and said, "Let's make a deal."

Hai Wuya replied calmly: "Say."

Following Wang Le, he stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "How about you refine a natal magic weapon for me, and I will cure the old disease in your body that cannot be eradicated due to the decline of your aura?"

Before Hai Wuya could speak, the handsome young man next to him couldn't help but sneered: "You alone can cure Master's old illness? What a big joke!"

After a pause, the handsome young man further said with a look of disdain: "Only those who don't understand medicine dare to speak so shamelessly!"

"As long as you know a little bit about medicine, you will never dare to guarantee that you can completely cure a warrior's stubborn disease of qi and blood decline."

Having said this, the handsome young man looked at Wang Le with a look on his face and said: "Besides, you haven't even seen the condition of the old disease in my master's body, and you said that it can be completely cured. Do you think that both of us, master and disciple, are fools?" ? Go ahead and lie to yourself!"

At this time, chuckles kept coming from the surrounding crowd watching the excitement. Obviously no one would believe that Wang Le could cure Hai Wuya's old illness.

If they weren't afraid of Wang Le's powerful strength, the onlookers would have burst into laughter.

At this moment, Hai Wuya said calmly: "If you want me to refine a weapon for you, then just take out the rare item that I don't have and add the Origin Stone to make a deal."

After a pause, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Hai Wuya's face, and he added: "As for the old disease in the old man, no one in the martial arts world can cure it."

Wang Le looked deeply at Hai Wuya and said: "I can find other people to help refine the magic weapon of my life, but you only have this one chance. If you make a mistake, you won't get another chance. You will suffer from the old disease of declining Qi and blood for the rest of your life. Pass."

Hai Wuya was startled, then his face lost its calmness, and he asked in a deep voice: "Why can you cure an old man's old disease of declining Qi and blood?"

Wang Le curled his lips and replied nonchalantly: "For me, killing and rescuing people have never failed me."

Hai Wuya: "..."

At this time, I saw the handsome young man saying with a smile: "You are so arrogant that you have boasted to the sky, isn't it just because you don't show your true colors to others!"

After a pause, the handsome young man continued: "You dare not show your true colors to others, which means you have no sincerity at all."

"I would have to be kicked in the head to believe your lies that are like a fantasy!"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that someone would see that he had disguised his identity so quickly.

But when I think about it, I think it's normal. After all, the young man in front of me is Hai Wuya's disciple.

Wang Le also believed that Hai Wuya should have noticed that he was disguised, but he just didn't point it out.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have too many enemies. I have no choice but to disguise my identity. Otherwise, it will be difficult to move forward."

(To be continued...)