He Has a Dragon

The indifference on Wang Le's face fell into the eyes of Blood Thunder Sword Song Hongjiang opposite him, and the anger and murderous intent in his heart became even stronger.

"Take off your mask, Song wants to see who you are, how dare you kill me and walk around the world in Jinglei Pavilion!" Song Hongjiang said to Wang Le in a deep voice with a cold face.

Wang Le was not surprised that Song Hongjiang could see through the disguise he was wearing.

Because a young man like Xiao Yue could see through it, the heaven-level powerhouse in Jinglei Pavilion in front of him could naturally see it too.

Wang Le smiled softly and said, "You ask me to take off my mask, will I take it off? It's really ridiculous."

"If you are capable, you are better than me. Kill me and then do it yourself."

After a pause, Wang Le curled his lips and said, "Obviously, this is impossible."

Song Hongjiang seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and laughed angrily: "What a boastful guy, do you think that by killing me, the world walking in Jinglei Pavilion will be invincible in this world?"

"It seems that you haven't truly understood the saying that everyone below the heavenly level is just an ant!"

Wang Le put away his smile, looked at Song Hongjiang with seriousness in his eyes, and said slowly: "I really want to see the strength of a heaven-level expert, and see what I have done after this period of hard training. To what extent has your strength been improved? Where is the limit?"

Having said this, Wang Le licked his chapped lips, with undisguised excitement in his eyes, just like a hunter seeing his prey, and continued with a hint of excitement: "I didn't expect you to come to my door. "

Song Hongjiang's heart skipped a beat, as if he missed a beat, and he felt a little weak for no reason.

Although this feeling was fleeting, it also made him angry. It was a deep shame to be frightened by an earth-level warrior who was like an ant!

At this moment, from Song Hongjiang's point of view, although the young man named Emperor in front of him had killed Mu Yunlei and was invincible, he was just a relatively strong ant.

Now being provoked unscrupulously by this self-righteous ant, how could he not be angry as a powerful heaven-level man who was so high up and looked down on all sentient beings? !

Immediately, Song Hongjiang suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Wang Le with murderous intent, sneered and said in a cold voice: "Okay! Okay! Today, I will use the blood and thunder sword in my hand to teach you that the heavenly level must not be violated. The truth!"

After finishing speaking, Song Hongjiang opened his mouth and spit out his own magic weapon, the Blood Thunder Sword. He held it tightly in his hand and pointed it at Wang Le who was standing opposite.

A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Song Hongjiang, who has traveled all his life, certainly understands this truth. Even when facing the emperor who overestimates his capabilities, he cannot relax and underestimate the enemy.

At this time, Wang Le could clearly feel that the heaven-level aura emanating from Song Hongjiang was getting stronger and stronger. Especially at the moment when the natal magic weapon, the Blood Thunder Sword, appeared, the frightening heaven-level aura was rising steadily. Horrible.

Even the warriors from all walks of life who were hiding nearby and watching did not dare to get too close and quickly backed away very wisely.

In order to avoid the disaster of Chiyu, including the master and apprentice Hai Wuya who lived in Wanfu Inn, they hurriedly left with the other guests in the inn and hid to watch the battle in the distance.

Everyone outside the court can feel Song Hongjiang's strength, not to mention Wang Le on the court.

At this moment, Wang Le's muscles all over his body were already tense, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was frantically operating the various dark orifices opened up by the liquid crystal mana infusion in his dantian.

The Diamond Glaze Cover and the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm are all fully activated but are not activated, pushing their combat power to its peak state without moving.

At the same time, Wang Le took out the only Fist-Suppressing Shanhe glove from the Dharma Eye Space and put it on, while holding the special military spur tightly in his other hand.

In the blink of an eye, after preparing all this, Wang Le's heart moved.

The power of the Eye of Deception is activated instantly. The purpose is of course not to become invisible, but to see through the flaws in the following Song Hongjiang sword style.

Under such public scrutiny, Wang Le would never use the power of the Eye Dragon to hide unless he was desperate in the end.

Because once you use it, it won't take long for your true identity to be completely exposed.

Even top forces like Jinglei Pavilion would pin the suspicion of stealing the Ten Thousand Beasts Flower on him.

You know, with the return of the alliance army, the news about Wang Le's amazing performance of killing everyone on the border will surely spread throughout the martial arts world.

One of them has a weird invisibility technique that will definitely attract everyone's attention.

If you continue to use the dragon's hidden ability in the next cross-level fight, it will only remind those top forces to pay more attention to you.

What's more, Wang Le really wanted to fight against a heaven-level powerhouse this time without using the dragon's hidden power.

Because only by engaging in a life-and-death fight under such unprecedented pressure and experiencing the horror between life and death can one gain a deeper understanding of martial arts, and then hope to break through the current cultivation bottleneck.

Not to mention that Wang Le, who has never been defeated, has the belief that he will win, and he will definitely be able to defeat him across the ranks, and even kill the Blood Thunder Sword Song Hongjiang!

Of course, what gave Wang Le the greatest confidence was the artifact Butterfly, which is now stored in the Dharma Eye Space.

The worst case scenario is that in the end, Song Hongjiang will be killed with one blow using the magical butterfly weapon.

Wang Le believed that even if he used the magical butterfly, no one would be able to recognize it.

The safer approach is of course to lead the Songhong River into a high-altitude fight deep in the clouds, so that no one can see it.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le thought a lot, and then he stopped thinking and shook off all the distracting thoughts.

Because Song Hongjiang, who was holding the Blood Thunder Sword tightly in his hand, the aura exuding from his body had reached its peak, and a battle might start at any time!

At this moment, Song Hongjiang looked aloof, looking down at Wang Le with cold eyes, and said arrogantly: "Emperor, I asked you to make the move first, but you won't have this opportunity next, so cherish it! "

In this kind of life-and-death martial arts confrontation, Wang Le, who always only cares about the outcome and not the process, saw that Song Hongjiang said this, so of course he would not be polite and humble!

Immediately, Wang Le didn't answer, and disappeared directly on the spot, turning into a black afterimage, as if blending into the darkness of the night, rushing towards the Songhong River at a jaw-dropping speed.

It wasn't until the moment he got close to Song Hongjiang that Wang Le's whole body erupted with dazzling golden light. While the diamond glazed shield protected his whole body, he wore a fist to suppress the mountains and rivers, and his fist was like a small sun, like a tyrannosaurus out of the sea. Xiangsong Hongjiang is at the critical point in front of him!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the blood-thunder sword in Song Hongjiang's hand arrived first and drew a bloody streak from the air. It blocked the door and hit the fist-zhenshanhe where the fist wind was unbridled!

clang!

Amidst the unique harsh collision sound of metal, sparks flew up. The straight blood-thunder sword was violently impacted by the fist, and it instantly bent to almost ninety degrees, but bounced back quickly!