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Chapter 1667 There is only one possibility

Although Wang Le's strong performance made Zhao Hongtu, who was a bystander, was suspicious, the four late-stage Xuan-level strong men in the game had no doubts. Instead, they felt careless and caught him off guard by the young man called him. Otherwise, two companions would not have lost their lives as soon as they came up.

In the final analysis, it is because the blink of an eye changes too quickly, and these Xuan-level powerful men in the game cannot think deeply.

Wang Le, who has rich practical experience, also seized this opportunity. After killing two people in a flash, he had no idea of ​​stopping. Instead, he was faster and more aggressive in attacking the four late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses who had already opened the defense cover.

Bang bang bang-

Boom boom boom boom-

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack –

……………………

Just under the offensive craze launched by Wang Le, these four late-stage Xuan-level strong men were bullied so hard that they could not raise their heads at all. They were shocked to find that they were no match for this young man at all.

Especially when Wang Le circulated the injected into his fist and waved the shadows of the fist all over the sky to smash the defensive covers supported by these late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses, they realized that they were really looking down on others this time.

But there was never any regret medicine in this world. Wang Le smashed the defensive covers of two late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses one after another, and then sent them out the ones that were tightly held in their hands, slashing their necks and throats, stabbing them into the vital hearts of their bodies, taking their lives as soon as possible, and directly sentenced them to death, leaving only the warm body stuttering on the ground!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Le killed four late-stage Xuan-level strong men in a row with his extremely skilled killing method, which not only made the two who were still alive lose their hearts and weak legs, but also surprised Zhao Hongtu, who was bystander.

Because Wang Le's killing speed was too fast, he basically killed himself with one move, making it too late for Zhao Hongtu to take action to save the person.

At this time, the two late-stage Xuan-level strong men who were already scared were rushing to release their natals hidden in their dantians, and withstand Wang Le's unscathing fierce attack with all their might. Then they quickly opened the distance between them and Wang Le and fled to Zhao Hongtu at the same time.

Because they finally realized that the gap in strength between themselves and this young man was simply incomparable.

At this time, Wang Le, who had killed four late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses in one breath, stopped and did not go there again when he saw that the two had already escaped to Zhao Hongtu.

After all, Zhao Hongtu's strength has been feared by Wang Le from the beginning to the present.

These killed late-stage Xuan-level strong men were just appetizers in Wang Le's eyes, just treating them as warm-ups, and the next fight with Zhao Hongtu was the main meal!

When the two surviving late-stage Xuan-level strong men hid behind Zhao Hongtu, Wang Le showed a sarcastic look on his cold face and mocked: "Why did you run away? Let's fight for another 300 rounds!"

At this time, one of the late Xuan-level powerful men who were already scared to the point of being bloodless on their faces, avoided Wang Le's sarcastic eyes, and trembled with his mouth: "You are just a madman!"

"Crazy?" Wang Le's mouth twitched slightly unconsciously. He was not a crazy person.

Then Zhao Hongtu looked at Wang Le with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that you, a young man who has achieved the mysterious level, would have the strength to challenge the higher level. Otherwise, you would not have crushed a group of late-stage Xuan level powerhouses so strongly."

Zhao Hongtu looked at Wang Le with murderous intent becoming more and more fierce, as if he was about to transform into substance, and then continued: "I didn't expect that the little casual cultivator actually had the ability to challenge the higher level. It really opened Zhao's eyes. A genius like you, even in the top forces in the martial arts world, is extremely rare among the hidden Taoist dynasties."

After pausing for a moment, Zhao Hongtu went further and said: "What's more, you are so young. As far as Zhao knows, looking at the entire martial arts world today, no one among the geniuses of the same generation can compete with you!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Hongtu's face was filled with a sneer, staring at Wang Le and said, "With your strength, you should be famous in the entire martial arts world. Before today, Zhao hadn't heard of the name Di Hao?"

Before Wang Le could respond, Zhao Hongtu continued to ask and answer: "Then there is only one possibility!"

"Oh? What's the possibility?" Wang Le asked in a calm tone.

Zhao Hongtu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his face turned extremely solemnly: "The only possibility is that you are from a mysterious hidden world. Otherwise, with your strength, even a casual cultivator would be famous in the entire martial arts world, rather than being so unknown now!"

Finally, Zhao Hongtu added: "At the beginning, you said you were a member of the trial team, but as far as Zhao knew, the little casual cultivator was not qualified to participate in the league trial team, so you must be lying!"

"Uh!" Wang Le narrowed his eyes slightly, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, slowly shook his head and denied: "Sorry, you guessed wrongly, my throne did not come from any hidden world dictatorship!"

Zhao Hongtu's pair of mung bean eyes stared at Wang Le and said coldly: "Mr. Zhao doesn't care whether you lie or not, because today is your burial place!"

At this time, Wang Le didn't feel panic and asked with a smile: "You just want to kill me?"

Zhao Hongtu and Zheng responded with a key head: "That's right, as long as you are a martial arts genius like you, as long as you don't come from the Qing Palace, once Zhao meets him, he will definitely destroy him before he has fully grown up, so as not to threaten the Qing Palace in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le chuckled and said, "You Zhao Hongtu are confident, but you have to understand one thing, that is, before today, there were many people who wanted to kill my throne, but they failed and lost their lives."

Zhao Hongtu replied in a cold voice with a smile on his face: "That's because you haven't met a martial arts master like Zhao, and you're not so lucky today."

At this moment, Wang Le suddenly shook his head and sighed: "There is the arrogant idiot Zhuang Yu in front of him, and now you Zhao Hongtu is also here. Do people in Qinggong think so self-righteous?!"

Zhao Hongtu's eyes suddenly felt strange and asked, "Do you actually know Zhuang Yu?"

Wang Le rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I said that I am a member of the trial team. Of course, I know that stupid Zhuang Yu, but you don't believe it. Can you blame me?"
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