When Mr. Liuzhi, Nian Shicheng and others looked at the abortion with a serious expression and walked to Bai Xiaolou and the old man in front, the master and apprentice stopped and saw the old man glanced at everyone intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, Mr. Liu Finger was better, but the Baihua Scholar Nian Shicheng and the Hungry Old Old Chen Ying had a weaker cultivation and suddenly looked pale, as if they were hit by a thunderous blow.

Not to mention that the twin old servants, Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, who had the lowest cultivation level among the crowd, couldn't help but take a step back and hid directly behind Mr. Liu Finger. Under his pale face, sweat fell on his forehead like beads.

Fortunately, Happy Fish knew that her cultivation was low and she stood far away with tactfulness. Otherwise, she might have been urinating on the spot, which would be embarrassing.

At this time, Mr. Liuzhi showed a strong smile on his face that had become a little dark, and he said softly in a bitter voice: "There are all ants under the ranks of heaven, and it is true."

For a moment, everyone was speechless and completely lost their interest in speaking...

The old man who stood in front of the crowd stopped with his hands on his back, as if nothing had happened. He turned his back to Bai Xiaolou standing behind him, and said with a calm expression: "If you want to fight, fight, go!"

When Bai Xiaolou responded with respect, he walked towards the steps and covered with black blood on the open space, the old lady Yang who was monitoring the mansion through his spiritual sense instantly retracted her smile on her face, and looked at Wang Le standing in front of her in a deep voice, and said, "Someone is coming to challenge again."

"Oh?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows in habitually, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he knew in his heart that there would be desperate people who were not afraid of death to challenge him and were also prepared as much as he should, he did not expect it to be so soon.

"I didn't expect that I would have to kill people all the time when I first came to the martial arts world. I don't know when I will be the first one. I'm afraid that in a few days, I will be able to catch up with the number of people I killed in the past whole year."

Wang Le sighed, turned around and walked towards the front yard mansion gate, shaking his head while muttering softly, with helplessness in his words.

"Uh!" Old Yang and his wife were speechless. Looking at Wang Le's thin back gradually moving away, the expression on their faces was even more complicated and subtle.

Immediately, Lao Yang nodded to his wife, and then chased Wang Le, whose back was about to disappear.

Mrs. Old Yang, who was standing still, looked at her man far away, sighed softly, and murmured to herself: "Maybe there is only such a killing star in the insignificant world sky, but it was moved here by the Lord. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster for me in Guixu Temple in the future!"

At this moment, Bai Xiaolou's young and bright voice came in outside the mansion, and shouted with full fighting spirit: "Emperor, come out to fight me!"

At this time, Wang Le happened to walk behind the mansion door, and opened the door without delay, showing up again in front of the dark crowd of onlookers.

"Is this the throne? I thought it was really not worthy of its name, but that's it!"

"Dong Chong and Tieshan died injustice. The Heishan Zhan Bo, who had achieved the realm of martial arts, must have underestimated the enemy, so he was exploited by this imperial throne and successfully attacked him."

"Hey, look at this young boy who challenged the throne. Compared with the two, I guess it's only half a dozen."

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Among the crowd, a new warrior couldn't help but look like Wang Leruo. He was not as fierce as the rumors in the teahouse and restaurants these two days, so he couldn't help but whisper on the spot.

Of course, those warriors who have seen Wang Le fight against the heroes from beginning to end mostly had mocking and sneering when they heard these comments.

I thought to myself that the zodiac would sniffle the faces of these ignorant guys, and they would swell.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, the young man who challenged the throne should not be too weak.

Among the onlookers, when people with sharp eyes thought of this, they couldn't help but look at the old man standing in front of him. All of them were thinking about the old man's profoundness and incomprehensible depth.

Bai Xiaolou, who had already walked to the scene, saw that he had just finished speaking, and the imperial throne walked out. He was stunned at first, and then smiled and said, "It's coming very quickly."

After Wang Le came out of the mansion, he stood in front of the steps as always and stopped, looking down at the young man who was challenging in the field, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, because the other party was not as murderous as Yuan Hong, Zhan Bo and others before.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. If people kill too many people, they are always sensitive to invisible and intangible murderous intent, let alone butchers like Wang Le, who have countless souls under their command.

Although he was confused, Wang Le did not hesitate at all. As soon as Bai Xiaolou finished speaking, he immediately laughed and said, "You are here to die, of course I can't let you down."

Bai Xiaolou, who lacks experience in the martial arts world, couldn't hide his mind at all. When he heard Wang Le say this, his face suddenly turned ugly.

Before Bai Xiaolou could scold him, Wang Le put away the smile on his face and suddenly became solemn, saying frankly: "You are different from those who challenged me before. You don't have murderous intentions. I don't know why you want to join in this life-and-death fun?"

Bai Xiaolou was stunned. He didn't expect that Wang Le would be so frank, which was a bit beyond his expectations.

This is a bit different from the information reported by the inn shopkeeper in the morning, and the image of the throne outlined by the image of the imperial throne!

After thinking about it, Bai Xiaolou first coughed on purpose, then looked at Wang Le and asked back with a serious look: "The map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng tomb is divided into two, and now the Baiyu Kyoto is rumored. Half of the map is in your hands. I wonder if it is true?"

Wang Le suddenly narrowed his eyes, laughed softly, and did not answer, but asked back: "If the half map in Sun Lequan's hand is in my hand, do you think the ground-level seniors in the crowd in front of him can still stand here and watch the fun all the time? Instead of stepping on the flattened residence?"

After saying that, when Wang Le's eyes narrowed into a slit and glanced at the crowd watching in front of him, his body suddenly froze because his eyes fell on the old man standing in front of him and could not move away!

At this moment, Wang Le felt his hair suddenly rise, as if he was targeted by a prehistoric beast that could swallow the sun, moon, mountains and rivers!

"Hiss!" Wang Leqiang endured the fear and awe suddenly arose, and bit his tongue out of his tongue under the severe pain. He also woke up completely. He immediately put away his eyes looking at the old man. At this time, his back was already wet.
Chapter completed!