Rebirth in the Urban World: I Am the Immortal King

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Ji Wufeng was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect Ming Xueer to be so extreme and directly asked his guards to escort him to escape.

Ming Xueer pushed Ji Wufeng and said, "Why are you still standing there? Leave quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave until dawn."

Ji Wufeng was speechless, and Ming Wuhuo also said with a solemn expression: "Commander, you'd better leave first."

A majestic body appeared outside the door. It was Wei Feng who had recovered from his injuries and was full of sharpness. He was holding a long spear and said: "The city guards and I have some hypocrisy. Let me escort them away. This can avoid A lot of trouble."

Ji Wufeng wanted to laugh but was also a little touched. These people all wanted him to leave because they were all worried about their own safety.

However, Ji Wufeng had already accepted the order from Lord Ming Tieshan and fled without fighting. This was tantamount to rebellion. If they helped him leave, they would definitely be held accountable.

Ji Wufeng let out a long breath and said, "No need to say any more, I won't leave. The Ghost Mastiff wants to kill me, but he doesn't have the ability yet!"

Ming Xueer stomped her feet angrily and cursed: "You idiot, you fool, your life is almost gone, why are you still trying to be a hero here? Come here, tie me up, and get out of the city quickly!"

A group of guards immediately stepped forward, preparing to take Ji Wufeng away by force.

boom!

Kuangba's fighting spirit burst out from Ji Wufeng, and everyone suddenly changed their expressions and retreated.

This fighting spirit is so strong that they think they are invincible and can only look up!

The next day, it was time for the competition. However, before the competition started, Ming Tieshan ordered a banquet for the Ghost Mastiff and others.

Approaching the two princes, their status is extraordinary, and the Nether Fox clan wants to show their dignity and courtesy.

In the banquet hall, the beautiful singer danced gracefully, the scene was peaceful, the music was clear, everyone was changing glasses and talking happily. After drinking for three rounds, Ghost Mastiff could no longer hold back. He turned around and glanced at Ji Wufeng who was not far away. He smiled at Ming Tieshan and said, "Lord, fine wine and delicious food are certainly comfortable, but I can't wait to learn from you.

The talented young people of the tribe have great skills. "

The Yasha ghosts are cruel and aggressive by nature, and they do not find the enjoyment of fine wine and delicious food very satisfying. What they really want is to brutally kill the people they want to kill. This is the enjoyment they want.

Ming Tieshan smiled slightly and said: "I also want to see the skills of noble young heroes."

Ming Haishan waved his hand, and the beautiful dancing singers immediately retreated.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Ji Wufeng. The news about him going to the inn had spread, and it was clear to everyone that the Ghost Mastiff couldn't wait to take his life.

Ji Wufeng was about to stand up, but Ghost Mastiff waved his hand and said with contempt on his face: "Lord, although I will kill him, a waste like him is not qualified to accept my challenge. I want to ask, is there no one in the noble family anymore? ?”

As soon as these words came out, all the faces of the Nether Fox Clan present were filled with anger.

Ghost Mastiff clearly looked down on Ji Wufeng and was mocking the Nether Fox Clan for not having any capable young heroes.

In his opinion, Ji Wufeng was not considered a master at all. He was already a turtle in a urn and could be killed casually.

At this moment, he needs the Nether Fox Clan to send out real young masters, and then defeat them, showing the power of the Yaksha Ghost Clan.

The ghost mastiff laughed ferociously: "If the nobles really only have this kind of stuff, then I'm sorry, your princess is already married to me!"

In an instant, all the Nether Fox Clan were extremely angry!

"You are so bold, don't be ashamed of your words!"

A tall and handsome young man jumped out, pointed at the ghost mastiff and said: "Hmph, a group of barbarians dare to act arrogantly in the Netherworld Fox Clan!"

Ghost Mastiff said contemptuously: "Who are you? Are you qualified to fight with this prince?"

The young man stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "I am Ming Yong, the commander-in-chief of Prince Jing's Mansion!"

Ghost Mastiff smiled disdainfully and said: "The little commander is not worthy of fighting with this prince, Guiyao!"

A huge body stepped out, it was one of the king's eighth-level powerhouses beside the ghost mastiff.

Ming Haishan waved his hand and said: "Get ready for the martial arts field!"

Everyone walked out of the banquet hall and came to the martial arts arena. Ghost Mastiff said to Ming Tieshan again: "Lord, there is one thing that needs to be explained. Although my subordinate is incompetent, he can still be called a master. I also ask the nobles to prepare three young strong men to fight with him. This Only then can it be considered

fair! "

"Asshole!"

"It's so crazy, one versus three!"

"Is it really unreasonable to think that there is no one in my clan?"

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Everyone angrily rebuked that Ghost Mastiff was so crazy that he even thought that the Nether Fox Clan needed three people to be qualified to fight Guiyao!

Ming Hongyan, who was sitting next to Ji Wufeng, said with a livid face: "That's so arrogant."

Ji Wufeng shook his head helplessly and said, "But he has arrogance. Although this Ming Yong is quite strong, if he doesn't have any special means, he may not be a match for that Guiyao."

Ming Yong is also a master of the eighth level of the King, but Ji Wufeng can see through the power of Qi and blood in his body, which is far less powerful than Gui Yaolai's.

However, after hearing the contemptuous words of the Ghost Mastiff, Ming Yong was furious and flew directly to the martial arts arena. He pointed at Gui Yao and said, "You dare to fight with me!"

Guiyao suddenly stamped his feet, his huge body leaped towards the martial arts arena, and fell heavily. With a bang, the entire arena was shaking violently.

Everyone looked at him sideways, it was such a powerful force. With this power alone, if he stepped on someone, he could make a strong man below the eighth level of the king shatter into pieces.

Gui Yao laughed ferociously, opened his bloody mouth, and said: "Since you deliberately want to seek death, then I will help you!"

Ming Yong's fighting spirit surged into the sky, and he said, "I want to see who the dead person is!"

boom!

Ming Yong stamped one foot on the ground, and his figure suddenly flashed, became blurry, and turned into an afterimage. This shows that he should use speed as the basis of his combat power.

"Roar!"

Gui Yao roared loudly, his legs bent, the arena shook under the strong pressure, and his huge claws slapped Ming Yong hard.

Whoosh!

Ming Yong's figure suddenly disappeared. He was very fast and avoided the blow. Guiyao's sharp claws hit the ring hard.

boom!

The ring exploded as the claws hit it, corpses flew everywhere, and a big crater was made on the ground.

Ming Yong's figure appeared on Gui Yao's left side, and struck Gui Yao's neck hard with a sharp blow.

Both of them were at the eighth level of the King, and the neck was a weak point in the body. Even if this blow could not seriously injure Gui Yao, it would still greatly reduce his combat effectiveness.

However, Gui Yao suddenly tilted his neck. Ming Yong's blow did not hit his neck, but hit his head.

boom! Guiyao didn't move at all, but Ming Yong seemed to be bombarded by a wall, and his body was thrown backwards.