He Has a Dragon

"Kung Fu?" Wang Le glanced back and forth at the four strong men blocking his way, and replied with a fearless smile: "It's just you? I'm never afraid of crowds."

After a pause, Wang Le locked his eyes on the short monk, and continued: "If you can survive in the canyon, you should roll as far as you can. Now that you don't know whether to live or die, you actually drag people to your door to try to covet my skills. And baby, you are so brave."

At this point, Wang Le glanced at the others with murderous intent, and further said: "This little dwarf came here to die, but the three of you actually came to bury him with him. You are simply obsessed."

At this time, the old man with a stooped figure and gray hair snorted disdainfully: "Although you, Wang Le, have a cross-border victory over the realm of gods, after all, you are just a junior Nascent Soul. At most, you have outstanding talents. That’s all.”

"So when facing the four of us who are powerful in the realm of gods, you, Wang Le, had better be humble, otherwise, you will never get any good results."

"Four God Transformation Realm?" Wang Le couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the four people in front and back again, and then said slowly: "The four God Transformation Realm experts are quite a good formation."

Then Wang Le changed the subject and said: "But the time and space environment here is not as good as outside. When you come here, even those who are strong in the Transformation of God Realm have to suppress their own cultivation in the Nascent Soul Realm."

Having said this, Wang Le couldn't help but show a look of ridicule on his face, and continued to sneer: "'Not to mention that even if you have the cultivation of god transformation outside, I can kill you, let alone in this secret cave space. You and I are both at the same level of cultivation."

Faced with Wang Le's strong self-confidence in not taking them seriously, before the gray-haired old man could speak, the man in black robe said solemnly: "Wang Le, don't think that all the powerful gods in the world will kill you. The two god-transforming monks are equally miserable."

As soon as he finished speaking, the short monk standing next to the man in black robe quickly echoed: "Yes, the three Taoist friends Zhan invited this time are not ordinary powerful gods. You Wang Le will die today." ”

"Oh? Really?" Wang Le smiled disdainfully and retorted: "Since you have been lurking in the canyon earlier, of course you know that one of the monks who fell in my hands came from the Holy Land. A generation of powerful gods in Tianfu."

"Are you guys stronger than the powerful deity-forming man from Daitian Mansion?"

At this moment, the young-looking monk with aged eyes chuckled and said, "So what about Daitian Mansion? Our Three Holy Islands in the Bohai Sea are not bad at all, or even better!"

"Three Holy Islands in the Bohai Sea?" Wang Le couldn't help showing confusion in his eyes,

Then he asked: "Is it possible that your Three Holy Islands in the Bohai Sea are also holy places in Middle-earth?"

Faced with Wang Le's ignorant inquiry, the four monks from the Three Holy Islands in the Bohai Sea were not surprised.

After all, the previous conversation between Wang Le and the beautiful woman in palace attire in the canyon was heard by the short monk with a mustache opposite.

So of course they knew that Wang Le was not a native of Middle-earth, and they had no idea about the situation of the orthodox forces here.

At this time, the little monk looked at Wang Le and sneered: "In order to deal with you this time, Zhan even invited the Holy Son, so you kid, don't take any chances and be captured!"

"Holy Son!" Wang Le subconsciously looked at the man in black robe wearing a ghost mask, and then asked with interest: "Are you the Holy Son of the Three Holy Islands in the Bohai Sea?"

The man in black robe, who did not show his true face, replied in a deep voice: "Yes, I am the Holy Son of the Three Holy Islands in the Bohai Sea, Temuhong!"

After a pause, the black-robed man who called himself Tie Muhong looked at Wang Le and continued: "Tie Muhong is not interested in the dead wood sacred grass and the ten thousand year tree heart. He is only interested in the skills you practice."

"After all, the top skills in the world that can kill enemies across borders have only existed in legends."

"In the past thousands of years, there has never been such a top-notch skill in Middle-earth."

Speaking of this, Tie Muhong's brown eyes under the mask stared at Wang Le and further said: "So your appearance makes Tie Mou very excited and looking forward to it. Finally, he can get a glimpse of such top-notch skills, and even It’s in the pocket!”

Faced with the fact that Temuhong was determined to win and the other three people were eyeing him, Wang Le still responded calmly and confidently: "As the saying goes, don't do porcelain work if you don't have diamonds. I want to collect the skills that I have cultivated." It’s not impossible to get it, but you have to have the ability.”

"Obviously, just because you, Temuhong, and your three cats and dogs are no match for me!"

Before Temuhong opened his mouth to refute, Wang Le smiled cheerfully, and Yun Danfeng continued lightly: "Don't be unconvinced, because in my eyes, no matter you are an ordinary powerful person who transforms gods, or a saint from the Holy Land, The child, or even the demon clan’s god-transforming demon, is simply not enough to look at, so if you know the current situation, you’d better run away now!”

"Otherwise, by the time I take action, I will regret it too late!"

Faced with Wang Le's arrogant and domineering speech, Temuhong and others showed anger invariably. They no longer concealed Wang Le's murderous intentions and burst out directly.

Especially Temuhong, who is the holy son of the Three Holy Islands in the Bohai Sea, is the true pride of heaven in Middle-earth and has a bright future.

He has always been arrogant and domineering and looks down on others. Unexpectedly, today it has been reversed. It is really intolerable!

Immediately, Tie Muhong looked at Wang Le and laughed angrily: "Since Your Excellency is so arrogant, Tie Muhong will come and learn from you now!"

Wang Le shook his head and replied: "If we were outside, I would be willing to challenge you to see how strong the Holy Son of the Holy Land is."

"But in the secret cave space where cultivation is suppressed, there is no need for this."

Having said this, Wang Le glanced back and forth at the four people again, then his eyes fell on Temuhong again, and continued with a half-smile: "Because here, I am invincible! None of you are my opponent, Wang Le!"

At this moment, Temuhong's self-esteem was completely hurt by Wang Le's strength. He couldn't help but sneered and said: "Okay! If that's the case, then don't blame us for launching a siege on you!"

Wang Le curled his lips disdainfully, and then replied: "Come over here!"

The moment he finished speaking, before Temuhong could make any move, the young-looking god-transforming monk was the first to take action. He took out his magic weapon trident without hesitation and pointed it directly at Wang Le. Hit it on the head!

Immediately, Tie Muhong and the other two god-transformation monks were seen following behind, and they all took action, heading straight towards Wang Le!