Zhan Bo covered the wound of the belly that was stabbed by the military sting, and blood slowly flowed out of the cracks of his fingers. He felt that all his energy also passed away from his body.

He would never have thought that as a martial arts master, he would conceal his strength and take advantage of his unpreparedness to lose, and he would lose so thoroughly, and his farewell to this world has entered the countdown.

"Why is this happening?"

Zhan Bo roared in despair, staring at Wang Le with his resentment, wishing he could peel and remove this ant from the world and swallow his flesh!

Wang Le shrugged his shoulders and replied disregardly: "What's this and that? You're just asking for death, you can only blame yourself."

The warriors watching nearby looked at Zhan Bo with disdain and sympathy, and there was no awe of the earth-level masters that they usually treated.

At this time, in their eyes, Zhan Bo, as a martial arts master, was defeated by a young man in the Xuan-level. It was so embarrassing.

Of course, the most important thing is that in their eyes, Zhan Bo is dead and no longer needs to maintain the awe it deserves.

Back in the mansion, Lao Yang walked to his wife, saw the situation outside through his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but sigh: "The process is not important, but the result is that Wang Xianxian defeated Zhan Bo, a master of the Earth-level with his late-stage cultivation level, and his strength achievement of the challenge of the above-level challenge is beyond doubt."

Mrs. Old Yang, who was shocked, had a bright look in her eyes and nodded in agreement: "Before this, although we didn't underestimate Nephew Wang, we still underestimate him in the end. We didn't expect that we could really challenge him higher."

Old Yang nodded, then couldn't help but sigh and replied: "That night, the Lord mentioned that Nephew Wang had experienced the experience of challenging the ranks in the secular world and killed the veteran earth-level master Nan Huaiyuan. I also suspected that there was something strange about it. Now it seems that everything is true."

Mrs. Old Yang suddenly showed shock. She didn't expect that this over-level challenge outside was not the first time Wang Le had killed an earth-level expert like Nan Huaiyuan in the secular world.

"How did he practice?"

Mrs. Old Yang murmured to herself. She could not imagine that Wang Le was so young and had such a fast cultivation speed. The combat power he exerted and the response and decisiveness he showed in fighting with others were not like a young man at all, but more like an old martial arts monster fighting countless times.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, among the peers, there is no way to find a genius figure who is standing side by side with him.

Unless you don’t know about the hidden world, such monsters may appear.

When Lao Yang and his wife were amazed at the monetization of Wang Le's challenge, Zhan Bo, whose internal organs were crushed by special military sects in the battle arena outside the mansion, could not hold on until they could not hold on. They fell weakly and weakly in the pool of blood. The vitality in their eyes dissipated and completely lost their breath.

Wang Le, who was standing not far away, looked down at Zhan Bo's body lying in a pool of blood. Deep in his heart with a blank expression on his face, he muttered: "Although Zhan Bo is a martial arts master, and his punch just now caused a minor injury to his master, his physical condition is not as good as a mysterious person like Dong Chong and Heishan Yuan Hong."

Judging from Wang Le's current vision, he didn't know what was going on. He thought about asking Lao Yang and his wife for advice later, and believed that they should know the reason.

My thoughts changed. Not far away from Wang Le, Zhan Bo's natal magic weapon glanced at him, then ignored everyone's gaze and walked over, reached out and picked it up, turned around and walked along the steps towards the door of the mansion.

Before Wang Le crossed the threshold, his feet suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the onlookers, and sneered: "You guys at the level should not learn to play a pig and eat a tiger, because when you meet me, there is no good result!"

Speaking of this, Wang Le glanced at Zhan Bo's body in the pool of blood, and then said meaningfully: "The lessons of the past are not far away. Please think about it with your mind. With this time, it is better to find the person who is most suspicious, and maybe you will have unexpected gains."

Immediately, Wang Le didn't continue talking, turned around and crossed the threshold and entered the mansion. The door slowly closed and disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this moment, Mr. Liuzhi rushed over with the twin old servants of Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang.

At this time, because of Wang Le's departure, the discussions that were rising and falling in the crowd became enthusiastic again.

"What the imperial throne said is also credible. At that time, Sun Lequan had just left and died suddenly in the dark room when he returned. So whoever discovered it first was the most suspicious!"

"It's now wildly rumored that the throne killed Sun Lequan, and this rumor first came out of the city lord's mansion."

"In other words, Mr. Liufing must be unable to escape this biggest suspicion."

…………

When Mr. Liufing, Uncle Ze, and Uncle Cang stood in the corner of the inconspicuous darkness, and when he heard the discussion in the crowd, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Master, this must be a trick that the throne used to make everyone doubt you."

Uncle Ze, who was standing behind Mr. Liuzhi, said with a very ugly expression.

At this time, Mr. Liuzhi saw Mr. Liuzhi's big hand hiding on his sleeve, clenched into a fist, and said in a cold voice in a forced calm voice: "No matter how many conspiracies he uses, he can't escape my palm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Cang, who was standing behind, showed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, Chi Ze has changed. Let's go in now and arrest the boy, the throne, before talking about it..."

Before Uncle Cang finished speaking, he saw the six-fingered gentleman standing in front of him changing his momentum and suddenly became extremely sharp. His eyes flashed with light in his eyes and stared at a certain direction, and said in a deep voice: "What's the point of hiding, come out!"

Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, who were standing behind, were startled first, then took a step forward, and tacitly protected Mr. Liu Finger behind, looking vigilantly at the dark and light-free direction.

Then the three of them had not seen the figure, but they first heard a chuckle in the darkness. Then they saw an old man with a short stature, less than 1.7 meters and an ugly face suddenly appeared in the sight of the three.

At this time, I saw this ugly little old man walking slowly to the three of them, smiling and whispering: "The map is in this city. If you are the one who is most likely to get it, you are the six fingers who are the ones who are the rotating person in Bai Yujing."

Mr. Liuzhi's face calmed down again, and he looked at the ugly short old man coldly, and avoided him indifferently, saying, "I tell you who it is? It turns out that it is Chen Ying, the hungry old man from the Heavenly King Hall."

I saw Chen Ying, the hungry old man who was pointed at by Mr. Liuzhi, still maintaining a smile on his face, but his extremely deep triangular eyes stared at Mr. Liuzhi seriously and never let go.
Chapter completed!