ps: Because I stayed up late and got confused, I repeated the content of Chapter 1531's Heavenly Showdown when uploading, and now it has been changed.

If there are still friends who cannot see it, they still have repetitive chapters. Gucheng recommends reading it on QQ or reading it on Creation. The authentic version here will be updated in time.

For this reason, Gucheng updated four chapters today to express his apology.

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1532

At this time, Zhuang Yu was secretly proud of the truth that everyone knew because he spoke in a few words.

For a moment, Zhuang Yu couldn't help but feel an unparalleled sense of accomplishment, just one word, it's cool!

Zhuang Yu, who was inflating his vanity, certainly did not realize that he was overestimating his ability to hold a grudge against Wang Le, which made him add double insurance to the word death.

Either die at the hands of a powerful enemy, or be killed mercilessly by Wang Le afterwards!

"This guy has such a low EQ, no matter how high IQ, no matter how good his martial arts talent is, it's useless."

Wang Le glanced at the unpleasant expression of the people around him, looked at Zhuang Yu with a hint of compassion, and thought silently in his heart.

Because the premise of being high-profile and arrogant is to have enough strength to support it, otherwise it is the rhythm of seeking death in vain.

Wang Le believed that even if he didn't attack Zhuang Yu, the other members of the trial team would be unable to get out of the Taiwan Strait because of this guy. They would definitely hold a grudge in their hearts, and sooner or later they would cause trouble.

At this time, Deacon Tian, ​​who was in an extremely poor mood, was unable to help but be mocked by Zhuang Yu, and his face was gloomy and warned: "Nephew Zhuang, don't make random guesses before there is no substantial evidence!"

Zhuang Yu suffocated his breath. If he wanted to continue mocking, he had to swallow it back into his stomach. His face turned red and stood there on the spot.

Although he leaned against Qinggong, a top force that was not inferior to the hidden world, he could not relieve his thirst. Facing Deacon Tian, ​​who had a late-stage cultivation level in the martial arts realm, he could only endure it.

At this moment, even the members of the trial team who were usually with Zhuang Yu were gloating and watching coldly.

Deacon Tian glanced at all the members of the trial team present, then pointed to the blurry and hazy Siam Mountains under the night behind him, and said loudly: "Don't be discouraged and distracted. Although there are no reinforcements next, as long as you pass this Siam Mountains, you will enter the southeast area. It will take two days to wait for three days and we will reach the border area!"

"As long as you work together with Lao I and Deacon Zhao, you will definitely be able to repel this hostile force and rush to the border to meet with the alliance army to successfully meet!"

Speaking of this, Deacon Tian almost roared and said, "Everyone! The sects and Taoism behind each of you have the supreme glory and pride of thousands of years!"

"Now that the strong enemy is coming with power, the Alliance Trial Team is already fighting for the back. As the pride of heaven, you, in the next battle of life and death, for yourself, for the sect, and for the glory that will never fall in our hearts!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!!!"

The roar echoed under the night sky, stirring endlessly.

Members of the league trial team were roared by Deacon Tian at the top of his lungs, arousing the passion and pride in his heart!

Then the members of the League Trial Team, who were bloody, clenched their fists, and shouted in unison with ferocious faces: "For glory! Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

The crowd was no different from other members of the trial team. Wang Le, who was roaring loudly, had a rich expression on his face, but his eyes, which were clearly black and white, were still extremely calm, as if there was no tide in the stagnant water.

"Although passionate glory is noble and admirable, it can kill people at this moment of life and death."

While Wang Le was looking at the increasingly close enemy through the perspective of the Delusion-Breaking Dharma Eye, he sighed in his heart and thought.

At this moment, the two earth-level guardians who had been hiding in the dark protection alliance trial team flew here from the horizon.

Before one of the middle-aged Taoist guards in black robe approached, he shouted loudly from afar: "The strong enemy has arrived, don't you still welcome the enemy?"

At this moment, the members of the Alliance Trial Team responded to the Taoist protectors. They opened their mouths at the same time and spit out the natal magic weapon in the Yang Dantian.

As the storm surged, this world was filled with the light from various natal magic weapons.

Various natal magic weapons of swords, spears, swords and halberds are suspended in the air, and the superposition is terrifying!

At this time, the bright light that these natal magic weapons bloomed was colorful, making it look like daytime, with a huge atmosphere, making people dizzy.

Now that it is time to fight to the death, no one of the members of the League Trial Team hides and releases his natal magic weapon.

They want to use their strongest combat power to create a future for themselves!

At this moment, even the two deacons released their natal magic weapons to prepare for the battle, with Wang Le being the only one being the exception.

This made the members of the trial team stunned. The look of looking at Wang Le was no different from watching stupid and stupid.

Among these people there were only two deacons. When watching Wang Le compete with Luo Yin and Zhuang Yu in the arena, they learned from Ji Yang that Wang Le did not have a natal magic weapon.

Whenever the two deacons, Tian Zhao, think of it, they still feel incredible.

They could not imagine how Wang Le practiced, and there was no other explanation except to say that he was a monster.

Fatty Huang, who was standing next to him, reminded him with kindness: "Brother, although I know your ability, I must not underestimate the enemy at this time!"

Before Wang Le could respond, Zheng Ge nodded and agreed softly: "Brother Wang, when life and death are at the moment, you must fight quickly, otherwise it will only make you fall into a siege and cannot escape."

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but smile bitterly, spread his hands helplessly and said to the two of them, "It is well known that there are no so-called cultivation resources in the world, so there has never been any of their own natal magic tools."

"When I first arrived in Nanhuaguan a few days ago, I was thinking about refining my natal magic weapon, but before my butt was hot, I came to participate in the league trial team."

Fatty Huang: "..."

Zheng Ge: “…………”

Trial team members: "…"

Wang Le has long been used to the eyes of the people around him that seemed to have seen ghosts.

"Isn't it just that there is no natal magic weapon? I'll kill people and get excited later!" Wang Le curled his mouth and thought in his heart with some disdain.

At this moment, the members of the league's trial team finally understood why the Tian Wang Le did not use his natal magic weapon in the two competitions in the Nanhuaguan octagonal ring.

It turns out that your sister doesn’t have a natal magic weapon at all!

Luo Yin and Zhuang Yu, who were defeated by Wang Le in the ring, had the weirdest expressions at this time, and they were completely speechless.

Fatty Huang, who came to his senses, looked convinced and looked invisible, staring at Wang Le with the deadliest look, with a rhythm of kneeling down at any time.

Not to mention other members of the League Trial Team who lost their titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.
Chapter completed!