At this moment, Zhao Hongtu, who was an old man, became more and more suspicious of what the other party’s true identity was because of Wang Le’s disagreement.

"It is impossible for a casual cultivator to join the league trial team. Boy, who is your origin?" Zhao Hongtu looked at Wang Le with a gloomy face and asked.

Wang Le asked with a calm smile and said, "No matter what the origin is, don't you just kill me for the benefit of Qinggong?"

Zhao Hongtu sneered a trace of sneering on the corner of his mouth, and a humming voice came out from his nose: "Zhao just doesn't want to kill the nameless person. Since you don't want to tell the truth, then forget it. Anyway, you are still dead today, and it's simply a delusion to live!"

After a pause, Zhao Hongtu shook his head and sighed and said, "Zhao really didn't expect that he could also wipe out a rare martial arts genius with his own hands. If you think about it, you will feel that you are lucky in three lives!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Hongtu looked at Wang Le, and said in a deep voice with a serious face: "Boy, since you are all going to die here, then report your true origins!"

"If you don't know whether Zhao has some connection with the Taoist sect behind you, it may not be necessary. You may be merciless and spare your life."

At this time, Wang Le smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, there is no connection between us, let alone I don't need your subordinates to show mercy."

After pausing for a moment, the smile on Wang Le's face calmed down, and his eyes looked cold and contemptuous, saying, "Because the person who died in the end must be you, not my throne!"

Then Wang Le changed the subject and said, "Okay, in order to make you understand a little, so that you won't know who took his life away when you arrive in the underworld."

Speaking of this, Wang Le continued without blinking: "I am not a person from your martial arts world, and of course I am not a disciple of the hidden Taoist sect, because my throne comes from the world of secular world!"

At this moment, Zhao Hongtu and the two surviving late-level Xuan-level powerhouses behind him all showed shock. Obviously, they didn't expect that after a long time of work, they would get such an answer from Wang Le.

After seeing this, Wang Le said without hesitation: "I knew you wouldn't believe me if you said it."

At this time, one of the surviving late-stage Xuan-level strong men could not help but curse: "You are from the world of the world? Go and go! Do you think we are all three-year-old children?!"

Zhao Hongtu immediately snorted coldly and said to Wang Le with anger: "Boy, you dare to tease Zhao like this. I really don't know how to write the word "death"!"

"Uh!" Wang Le immediately shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands and responded: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway, because my throne is indeed from the world of the world."

Zhao Hongtu laughed in anger and said, "Hahaha, okay, then I will think you are really from the world where all living beings are like ants. In this way, Zhao will have no burden to kill you under his palm."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Hongtu's body flashed, and he suddenly attacked the two late-level Xuan-level powerhouses behind him, not moving forward instead of moving forward!

Bang bang!!!

The dull sound of flesh and bone collision suddenly erupted, and Zhao Hongtu gave these two late-stage Xuan-level powerful men a palm with a sharp edge in the Dantian.

"Ah... Zhao Hongtu, you beast..."

The screams and scolding of despair came to an abrupt end. The two late-stage Xuan-level strong men who survived Wang Le immediately collapsed to the ground and returned to the ground and died to the death.

No matter what, they didn't expect that Zhao Hongtu was not the enemy in front of him first, and they really died with all their eyes closed.

Wang Le, who witnessed the scene in front of him, couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "When people are wandering around in the world, they often should not be the enemy, but the companions around them, and their own people are playing tricks behind their backs! Otherwise, they wouldn't know how to die!"

Zhao Hongtu raised his foot and stepped over the body that was crossing Chen on the ground, walked to Wang Le again with a smile, and asked, "Do you understand why Zhao wanted to kill them?"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows and responded disapprovingly: "Because you always doubt that I did not tell my true origin, so for the sake of safe times, of course, it is best to kill people to silence them, so as not to kill me today, and cause any trouble in the future after killing me today."

Speaking of this, Wang Le narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Hongtu up and down, shook his head and sighed: "The big brothers who are stubborn in the world often say one thing, that is, the more you are, the less courageous you are."

"It seems that this sentence applies to people like Senior Zhao in the martial arts world!"

"The older the martial arts world, the less courageous you are?" Zhao Hongtu muttered softly, with a smile of approval on his face, and nodded and said: "That's right, in this martial arts world where the strong prey on the weak, in addition to their own strength, one must always be cautious. Otherwise, no one dares to say that he can live until tomorrow when the sun rises."

After hearing this, Wang Le couldn't help but show interest and asked with a chuckling, "Since you have to be cautious, then you shouldn't start the battle with a stranger like me. Are you not afraid of capsizing in the gutter?"

Zhao Hongtu immediately looked at Wang Le with a contempt and replied: "I admit that you are talented, amazing, and have the strength to challenge the higher level. Your future achievements are limitless, but after all, that is also the future, not the present!"

"Boy, even if you have the strength to challenge the level above, you can win the early stage of the Martial Arts Realm. Could it be that you can still compete with the middle stage of the Martial Arts Realm?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Hongtu shook his head with disbelief and said, "Unless the sun hits the west, Zhao will definitely not believe that a boy with Xuan-level cultivation can defeat the middle stage of the martial arts realm."

"As we all know, the gap between each large and large realm of the martial arts realm is like an abyss. It is already a rare thing that your imperial throne can cross a large realm to compete with the early stage of the Earth level. If you cross a realm and fight through the middle stage of the martial arts realm, then it would be too unfair to go to heaven."

Wang Le responded with a smile: "God has never been fair."

Zhao Hongtu was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "Is that so? Then let's try it today!"

Before his words could be finished, Zhao Hongtu's body flashed, and he didn't want to prepare time for Wang Le. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Wang Le and then slapped the vital part in front of his chest with a palm.

Wang Le, who had long been extremely alert to Zhao Hongtu, certainly would not follow in the footsteps of the two late-stage Xuan-level powerhouses.
Chapter completed!