"go!"

As Bai Xiaolou roared, his hands put together pushed out, and he saw the gas-shaped blue dragon and white tiger flying all over the sky, filling the entire battlefield space in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Wang Le couldn't help but feel an illusion, as if he was in the TVB series Huang Rihua's version of the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" facing Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The only difference is that there are white tigers besides dragons!

Boom boom boom boom-

In the blink of an eye, there was a constant explosion, and the earth and rocks splashed, and dust filled the area, and there was no complete ground.

"Male Gobi, what kind of magic is this?"

Wang Le, who was invisible, was in a mess and avoided the indiscriminate attack that Bai Xiaolou used, and cursed in his heart in anger.

If the opening of the Destruction Eye of Destruction and Violence can reveal the flaws and find the gaps to hide, Wang Le could not avoid the dragon roar and tiger roar that filled the entire space.

Not to mention that Wang Le was able to get close to Bai Xiaolou at this time, so he had no way to launch a so-called counterattack.

"What move does this kid use? He is so domineering!"

"Dragon roar, tiger roar? Why have I never heard of such a powerful martial art?"

"Hey, although the moves this young man used are domineering, it seems that he has not yet cultivated to the point of perfection. Otherwise, the power will definitely be greater!"

…………

Looking at Bai Xiaolou, who was extremely domineering in the battlefield, there were warriors talking in the crowd, full of curiosity, and even greedy, imagining that once you learn, you will leap forward to improve your combat power.

Standing in the corner, Mr. Liufing and Nian Shicheng, the martial arts masters, looked at the field with bright eyes.

The hungry old man Chen Ying narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard in the past that all those who have seen the ancient martial arts of dragon roaring and tiger roaring are dead. I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to witness it with my own eyes. It was indeed extremely powerful. It was a pity that I was using it by a young man who had just started a cottage. It was really bad. It was a waste of his reputation."

Nian Shicheng, a scholar of Baihua, couldn't help but sneer and said, "Fortunately, it was not the old monster in the Heavenly Steps to use it. Otherwise, even if he was present today, he would not have been able to get out of this alley and die completely."

～－style_;

Mr. Six Fingers nodded and said in a nod, "The dragon roars used by Bai Xiaolou lack the legendary killing soul. It has not yet been tempered to the perfect state of great success. Otherwise, the imperial throne would definitely be defeated!"

Uncle Ze, who was standing aside, couldn't help but look at Mr. Liuzhi and asked, "Master, no matter how powerful the imperial invisibility technique is, he can't escape the attack of Bai Xiaolou's Dragon Roaring Technique. Why would he definitely win the imperial throne in the end?"

Mr. Liu Fingered and replied, "You have also seen the powerful killing of the imperial throne outside the city. His combat experience is beyond ordinary warriors, and the secrets hidden on him are no less than those of Bai Xiaolou."

After a pause, Mr. Liu Finger shook his head and continued, "I see that although Bai Xiaolou comes from a famous family, he has too little practical experience. How can he fight against the imperial throne with countless unjust souls in his hands?"

Then Mr. Liuzhi changed his tone and sighed quietly: "There are really talents in the generations, and they have been leading the way for decades. In my opinion, the two rising stars in this game have the strength to challenge the higher level. The future achievements of martial arts are unlimited, and the throne has proved it."

"The martial arts world, where this troubled times come, will eventually become a stage for the rise of these young geniuses. It seems that we are really old!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the scholar Nian Shicheng, who smiled and said without a smile: "Brother Liufing, the old horse is in the stable and has ambition for thousands of miles. As long as the loess has not been buried above his head, how can you be so unafraid of ambition!"

After pausing, Nian Shicheng smiled and looked at the field with jealousy. Then he continued: "There are unexpected changes in the sky, and people have good fortune and good fortune. No one knows what will happen in the future except God. These two geniuses died before they even grew up. That is a great loss in the martial arts world."

Mr. Liufinger and the hungry old man Chen Ying did not refute when he heard Nian Shicheng say this, but his eyes showed disdain and he shook his head secretly.

I thought to myself that this scholar Baihua was indeed as rumored outside, with a jealous mind and a narrow mind that could not tolerate others.

At this time, Lao Yang, who was hiding in the mansion, saw Bai Xiaolou roaring with a dragon and a tiger, and even confirmed that the other party came from the Hidden Daotong and Moral Sect, which was as famous as Guixu Temple.

At first, Lao Yang was afraid that Wang Le could not resist the dragon and tiger roar used by Bai Xiaolou, so he couldn't help but show his worry, and then he returned to peace.

Because he also saw that Bai Xiaolou had not yet cultivated Long Yin and Tiger Roar to the level of perfection, so there was no need to worry that Wang Le would lose.

Regarding Wang Le, Lao Yang saw that he had not yet figured out the details of this nephew, but he was increasingly unable to see through it.

After a while, Bai Xiaolou in the field finally stopped after using a dragon roar and tiger roar. After a while of bombing, his face turned pale. It was obvious that the innate power in the dantian was consumed so much that he could no longer hold on.

Bai Xiaolou, who was soaked all over, put away the dragon roar and tiger roaring technique, quickly took two breaths of heavy breath to relieve himself. As the dust filled, his eyes flashed and glancing, scanning the unrecognizable field, trying to find out where Wang Le's true body was.

At this time, Bai Xiaolou was not as confident as he seemed to win. He had already caused a huge wave of turmoil and became nervous.

Because he did not see the situation he wanted to see, the true body of the throne still did not appear, as if he was mocking everything he had just done was useless.

"Emperor, come out! What's the ability to hide in the dark?"

Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but roared in a fury, and his originally calm face became a little ferocious.

Suddenly, Wang Le's chuckle echoed in the field, and then he replied indifferently: "Brother Bai, you just practiced the shallow path and secretly went to Chen Cang to hide in the dark. Why are you scolding me now? I'm just a polite exchange."

"Uh!" Bai Xiaolou, who was thin-skinned, blushed, and he suddenly became speechless, and seemed a little guilty.

At this time, the old man standing outside the field forgot how many times he sighed, looking at his disciple with helpless expressions, thinking that he was really a little white rabbit who had accidentally entered the jungle!

Just as Bai Xiaolou was thinking about how to reply, the invisible Wang Le removed the Dragon Hidden supernatural power of the Breaking Defiance Dharma Eye and appeared three meters away from Bai Xiaolou.

Then Wang Le shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to Bai Xiaolou, "Brother Bai, since we don't have a deep hatred, then stop!"

At this time, Wang Le understood that if he wanted to defeat Bai Xiaolou quickly, he had to be injured, otherwise it would be impossible.
Chapter completed!