"The young man is terrifying!"

The old man looked at Wang Le, who was standing on the steps deeply, and such an idea popped up in his mind.

Even a martial artist at the Earth level is worthy of a high-level look. The young man in front of him is just a Xuan-level junior.

The old man asked himself that regardless of his personal prejudice or position, this imperial throne can definitely deserve the praise of the dragon and the phoenix among others.

At this time, the old man no longer doubted that the young man in front of him could sweep the Baiyujing Xuan List, let alone his strength to challenge the level and win the battle.

After thinking about it, the old man couldn't help but feel a little interested in this young man who was born from the world and was born in a wild way. Although he had no natal magic weapon, he also had the best magic weapon, so he was covered with a mysterious halo.

"There have not been such a monster in the secular world for many years? It seems that the martial arts world is really not far from the chaotic world."

A trace of memories flashed in the old man's eyes, and his heart started to stir up some slight waves, thinking to himself.

With just a look, the old man's mind turned countless curves. At this time, he became even more pessimistic and uncertain about whether his disciple Bai Xiaolou could defeat the Imperial Territory.

In the eyes of the old man who has experienced the ups and downs of time, if you use a sword to describe the two young men of similar age in front of you.

Then the invisible aura of the throne standing on the steps was tangled around, like an unshuang sword that broke out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, bleeding and drifted. Once it was unstoppable, it would be unstoppable and would return when it saw blood!

His disciple Bai Xiaolou has been practicing since childhood, and he has spent a lot of cultivation resources on his behalf. His martial arts foundation is extremely solid and it is hard to find.

The Moral Sect is like a master of sword-making. After twenty years of hard work, Bai Xiaolou's sword will be sharpened. Once it is unsheathed, its sharpness will be revealed. With its brightness, the geniuses of peers will be eclipsed!

However, Bai Xiaolou had just made his debut and had not yet experienced the murder and had passed through the dead.

Because of this, the old man had a firm idea of ​​the next battle between the two.

"Wild and captive beasts are still different after all."

The old man looked at his disciples and Wang Le, and said in secret.

Of course, the old man hopes that Bai Xiaolou will be tempered after the subsequent battle. He believes that the talented disciple under his seat will be able to understand it later and become truly mature. He will no longer be a flower in the greenhouse, but a big tree baptized by storms, which will truly support his future prosperity in the Moral Sect!

When the old man was erratic, Wang Le, who bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood without hesitation, then walked down the steps and stopped three meters away from Bai Xiaolou.

Seeing that Wang Le spitting blood from his mouth, Bai Xiaolou showed a hint of depression on his face, and said, "I didn't expect you to be injured. If I win, it would be a victory!"

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but touch his nose and said to himself: "It seems that this guy is an open-minded person, and it will be difficult to kill later."

"Oh, if this guy is a guy with Yuan Hong and Zhan Bo, I will kill him if he kills him, without any psychological burden."

Of course, another point is that the old man who stood in front of the crowd for a long time in the field made Wang Le dare not let go, and he always had to be careful to prevent any unexpected variables.

After thinking about it, Wang Le looked at Bai Xiaolou, who looked a little ugly, and said with disdain: "Just because of the dead ghosts who came to challenge him before, I have no right to hurt me!"

Immediately, Wang Le sighed again, with a helpless look on his face, and said with emotion: "Since I entered Bai Yujing, I have been under great pressure these two days, so I am anxious to get angry. The oral ulcers have occurred, and the blood blisters in my mouth are accidentally broken."

Everyone: "…………”

"Oral ulcer?" Although Bai Xiaolou didn't understand the medical words in the secular world, he also knew the meaning of being anxious to get angry, and he almost made Wang Le laugh out loud.

The old man standing in front of the crowd couldn't help but curl his mouth slightly, thinking that this imperial throne was really a stubborn duck.

"Cough cough!" Bai Xiaolou coughed deliberately twice, then looked at Wang Le with a serious face and said seriously: "You are a bit interesting. I like it, you can be friends."

Before Wang Le could speak, Bai Xiaolou changed his tone and said, "But let's fight first."

Wang Le twitched his face and whispered: "I won't do it - Ji."

"What is Fun-Ki?" Bai Xiaolou asked with a confused look on his face.

Wang Le's body stiffened, of course he would not tell Bai Xiaolou and the people present, and that the sensation was a passionate and passionate chrysanthemum.

Just when Wang Le was a little embarrassed, a warrior suddenly shouted in the crowd: "Can you still fight? It's like a girl, and the one who drags her mother down has a chicken-ba meaning!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou frowned and looked at the warrior shouting in the crowd, and his eyes were like sharp arrows!

The tall warrior turned from a tiger to a cat under the gaze of Wang Le and Bai Xiaolou, and then wailed on the spot. He smiled forcefully and said tremblingly: "Just... just kidding, you... you continue."

After saying that, he quickly rushed into the crowd behind without looking back, for fear that he would suffer if he would take one step later.

At this time, Wang Le looked at Bai Xiaolou and asked with a calm expression: "You really have to be willing to fight in the last battle?"

Bai Xiaolou raised his head and said in a sure tone like a proud swan, "Fight!"

Before Wang Le responded, Bai Xiaolou suddenly realized that since he wanted to challenge, he had to report his name. As a result, he forgot about this, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He immediately added: "In Xialonghu Mountain Bai Xiaolou."

"Longhu Mountain? Isn't that the birthplace of Taoism in the secular Ganzhou Province."

A strange look flashed in Wang Le's eyes. He was too lazy to care about the authenticity of Bai Xiaolou's identity. After all, there is no need to fight life and death in the challenge that follows, so there is no so-called death revenge.

So there is no need to conclude that everyone can tell secrets themselves, and Wang Le is no exception.

Although Bai Xiaolou first entered the world, his eyes were not bad. After capturing that Wang Le’s face was not right, he immediately asked: “What are the doubts about Brother Emperor?”

When Wang Le smiled and replied indifferently, "It's nothing. I just thought that there is a mountain in Ganzhou Province, also called Longhu Mountain."

Bai Xiaolou said, although his eyes flashed a little, he still nodded lightly and said, "The Longhu Mountain in the world is famous and is the birthplace of Taoism, and I have also heard of it."
Chapter completed!