He Has a Dragon

Wang Le's eyes were sharp, like sharp arrows, scanning the fat hunchback and the male thief back and forth.

Just now, they deliberately ignored the fat hunchback, caught the stolen antique cultural relics, and provoked the male thieves, making their already lost minds even more unable to calm down. This was precisely to create the current situation of three-way confrontation, so as to alleviate their own difficulties in stealing these two people. The suspicion of the natal magic weapon.

To be precise, it meant that the fat hunchback and the male thief had no time to calm down and speculate on who had stolen their natal magic weapon.

Because at the scene, Wang Le was the only one who had the strength and means to steal the natal magic weapon under their noses without anyone noticing.

Although there is no evidence for any of this, there are many things in the world that never require evidence, let alone old fools like the fat hunchback and the male thief.

As long as they determine that Wang Le is the most suspicious, they would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

Wang Le also realized this after stealing the natal magic weapon of Fat Hunchback and the male thief, so in a few words, he aroused the anger of the two, making them think about fighting to vent the pain deep in their hearts - Forced to feel depressed.

At this time, the fat hunchback in the field had a gloomy face, but he was thinking with a sneer in his heart: "I am worried about what excuse I can use to kill you, a little bastard, to prevent Nanhua Temple from getting a monster genius who will rise in the future. Unexpectedly, right here When I lost my magical weapon, you came to my door, hmph!"

The fat hunchback has prepared for the worst, that is, his natal weapon, the mace, will never be found again. If Wang Le appears here, he will target the opponent.

"When I kill this monster like you and prevent the rise of Nanhua Temple, I will have made a great contribution to the sect. When the time comes, the massive rewards will be enough to offset the loss of my natal magic weapon."

Just as the fat hunchback kept thinking about what he wanted, the pair of eyes exposed on the male thief's mask were flickering with endless regret and bitterness.

It can be said that in this operation to steal the antique cultural relics of Private Club No. 1993, nothing was recovered. Instead, the natal magic weapon that was closely related to his life was lost. It was really a waste of time to accompany his wife.

"This kid in front of me is not simple. The loss of my magical weapon is very likely to have something to do with him!" The male thief glanced at Wang Le, who was surrounded by a violent aura and had an overwhelming momentum, and secretly speculated in his heart.

There are always many smart people in the world and few fools. What's more, old people like Fat Hunchback and Male Thief have empty eyelashes. It is obviously very difficult for Wang Le to play with them.

No, the little calculations in the two of them's minds were rattling, and they were not out of control as they appeared on the surface.

Of course Wang Le also knows this,

So when the three of them were confronting each other, their strong auras oppressing each other, and they were silent, he took the lead and jumped into the battle without giving them any time to think!

Because in the final analysis, whoever has the biggest fist is the king, and everything else is false!

It is this unbreakable truth that Wang Le has always flattered!

"Boy, even if you are as talented and beautiful as a monster, a monster that dies in infancy has a purpose. Today I will take your head from your neck!"

While the fat hunchback roared in his heart, the murderous intent in his body suddenly surged, and he waved a palm with a fierce look, facing Wang Le's iron fist that came straight towards him.

When the male thief saw the two men fighting together first, he was about to retreat to the side and try to wait and see what happened. Unexpectedly, the moment Wang Le and Fat Hunchback's fists met, they moved towards him.

What made the male thief even more depressed was that Wang Le and the fat hunchback seemed to have a tacit understanding. They each whipped out a leg whip, sweeping across his waist, thighs and knees. They were so cruel and ruthless that the male thief completely stopped watching from the other side. Thoughts.

For a moment, the three people in the yard each used ancient defense techniques, opened defense shields of different colors, and the rabbits and falcons fought together.

Wang Le is as naturally brave as a golden warrior, unstoppable. His fists turn into golden angry dragons, turning rivers and seas upside down, letting go of his hands and feet to attack the fat hunchback and male thieves with all his strength.

The fat hunchback refused to give in. After losing his magical weapon, his mountain-like body became the most powerful weapon. In the battle group, he ran rampant like a hob, without fear of injury at all.

In the eyes of onlookers, the male thief was like a banished immortal who had fallen from the mortal world. Every move he made did not have a murderous spirit as he moved between Wang Le and Fat Hunchback.

However, Wang Le and Fat Hunchback, who were involved, did not think so, because the male thief's moves seemed to have no lethality, but in fact, the moves were just weaknesses exposed to them, causing the attack they had just launched to fail midway, and they had to return. Be on guard, otherwise you will end up seriously injured.

As time passed, the melee between the three became more and more intense, and everyone was red-eyed. The male thief's moves finally showed a ferocious killing intent, and he was no longer as clean as before.

As the innate power in their respective dantians was outputted crazily, they were being consumed with heavy moves one after another.

Wang Le has never practiced ancient martial arts, so he can only rely on his strong body and the moves between his fists and feet to use his strength to dominate!

This made the fat hunchback and the male thief suffer a lot. Once they were accidentally punched or kicked by Mr. Wang, their glowing defensive shields would shake.

When the melee reached a fever pitch, the male thief was completely shocked. The turmoil in his heart could not calm down at all. He secretly exclaimed in disbelief: "This kid is really evil. Even if his physical strength is so strong, his innate What's going on with the power? The ancient defense techniques I used were almost broken by him! What's even worse is that this innate power is too corrosive and weird, constantly destroying the meridians in my body!"

"And how old is this kid? But the martial arts combat power he displayed is actually at the late Xuan level. How could such a monster appear in the mortal world? I have lived a lifetime, and today he is really... It’s such a bad day, it’s such a weird thing like the sun coming out in the west!”

Thinking of this, the male thief became more and more suspicious that the loss of his natal magic weapon had something to do with Wang Le.

Because in his eyes, it is against common sense that such a young boy with martial arts cultivation in the late Xuan level should appear in the secular world. Even if Tianjiao comes out in large numbers and there are as many talents as dogs, the martial arts world can be on par with Wang Le. There are only a handful of them.

Then what followed was that the male thief felt that the lost magic weapon was too weird and too sudden, and the young man named Wang Le in front of him was also a weird existence.

If this kid hadn't stolen it, could someone else have stolen it?