Facing Wang Le's teasing, the male thief could only secretly regret that he was swearing around. He was just a joke and changed the topic by the other party, and was ridiculed. He couldn't repay the words yet. He was so depressed that he couldn't breathe. He was very depressed. Copy the URL: 7777772e766f6474772e636f6d

Taking a deep breath, the male thief calmed down his ups and downs, got back to the point, looked at Wang Le seriously and said, "Tell me, what do you want to hand over your natal magic weapon."

At this time, Wang Le stepped on the accelerator first, and the white q7 suddenly rushed up, leaving the Chehe River on the road, and driving into a fork next to it.

A few minutes later, Wang Le parked the car under a somewhat desolate viaduct, then opened the car door and walked down.

Seeing this, the male thief flashed in his eyes, and then he left the passenger, walked out of the car, followed Wang Le and walked under the bridge pier.

The two of them didn't say anything, and silently looked at the unfinished property not far ahead.

After a while, the male thief stepped forward and came to Wang Le, blocked the other party's sight, sighed and said helplessly: "Boy, you are cruel. I will reveal you a message first to show sincerity."

Wang Le paused, and his unsightly eyes finally focused. He looked at the male thief in front of him, showing an interest, and said, "Tell me, look."

The male thief asked softly and solemnly: "Did you bury yourself in the loess and overcome the tribulation?"

A "boom" sounded in Wang Le's mind. He saw his pupils shrink tightly in his eyes, and his murderous aura rushed out in an instant, pressing towards the old thief. His muscles were tightened to the extreme, and then his face was gloomy and he said in a cold voice: "How do you know to give me a suitable reason? Otherwise, this is your bone burial place today."

The male thief suffocated his breath, although his martial arts cultivation was in the late stage of the Xuan level, which was almost the same as Wang Le.

But today, the battle between three people in the suburbs of Beijing shows that if the boy in front of him was crazy, the male thief believed that he had no choice but to escape.

"Take off the old man's mask I'm wearing. Although I already know your appearance, only by showing your true face can you show your sincerity," Wang Le said coldly.

At this time, Wang Le completely broke up, without any emotion, and was murderous intent.

As long as the male thief is wrong, Wang Le will immediately kill him without hesitation.

Because the safety of the old man's life is what he cares about the most at the moment.

If it weren't for the mundane things caused by Hong's troubles, he would have gone to guard the old guy's tomb early, and only by staying by the other party's side could he be completely at ease.

At this time, I saw the male thief who was robbed of his aura. When he heard that Wang Le knew his appearance, he was stunned and confused at the same time, because this was the first time the two of them met.

But at this point, the male thief just hesitated for a moment, then took off the old mask on his face, revealing a skinny and bony face full of wrinkles and gullies.

Of course, his eyes should not be possessed by the old man. They are sharp and bright without a trace of turbidity.

"How do you know my mentor's current situation?" Wang Le asked again, his tone finally softened a little, not as tense as before, but his murderous intent was still not reduced at all.

The male thief's scalp was tingling and he thought to himself: "Why did that old man teach such an evil disciple?"

While muttering in his heart, the male thief coughed, cleared his throat, and then looked at Wang Le. He replied casually: "The martial arts world is too strange to you, the anomaly who grew up in the world of the world."

Speaking of this, the male thief couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I really don't understand how you, a kid, achieved the late stage of the martial arts Xuan level in this secular world with scarce cultivation resources."

After a pause, the male thief continued further: "What's even more incredible is that you have not been through the orthodox practice and guidance of famous masters in the martial arts world. You have always grown up wildly and barbaric, but you have achieved such achievements at a young age. It's like a towering tree growing in the desert of the wilderness. It's simply a miracle."

Before the male thief could continue, Wang Le's eyes flashed, interrupting the other party, and asked in a deep voice: "You all know the name of my mentor. How could you say that you have not received the guidance of orthodox practitioners or famous teachers, but are alone and constantly growing on the road of martial arts."

The male thief smiled and said, "You guy doesn't even know what kind of existence your natal magic weapon is. How could you have received guidance from that old man?"

Immediately, the male thief said again: "You are from the mysterious army that Lao Budian is determined to make trouble. I am familiar with this far beyond your imagination."

Wang Le was shocked, and the surprise on his face flashed, and the light in his eyes flashed unpredictably. He didn't expect that the male thief would know so much.

"The strongest ace of each generation of the mysterious army can achieve the innate realm of martial arts, because Lao Immortal abandoned the martial arts world's usual practice of ancient methods and directly spawned the first innate power from the dantian, but adhered to the most primitive method, which is to continuously temper the body over the years to reach its peak, and generate the first innate power from the outside to the inside."

When the male thief said this, he showed a ridiculous expression and said, "It was clearly paved by seniors and sages, and there was a very safe shortcut to take. The old man took so many detours, but he might not be able to give birth to innate power. He is really a stone thrown in a pit, smelly and hard, and extremely stubborn."

Speaking of this, the male thief looked at Wang Le and said, "For these various factors, I can infer that you can achieve the innate nature of martial arts, which is also a matter of leaving the mysterious army."

Wang Le did not refute anymore and made acquiesce because what the other party said was true.

"The reason why you are an exception and are so evil is that in addition to what you said before, there is also the martial arts world with many talents. People of the same age who are comparable to you are also countable."

"What's even more commendable is that you are exploring the martial arts path alone, unlike those geniuses who have famous masters instructed, and have rich cultivation resources to squander. But the result is that you, the guy, is no less than theirs in martial arts practice."

"I fought in the suburbs of Beijing in the morning and listened to your conversation with the fat tuft. It turned out that Jiyangzi of Nanhuaguan was your grandfather. I could imagine that once he led you to the martial arts world, he had a large amount of cultivation resources for him to use. The speed of cultivation, as long as I think about it, it would make me envious and jealous."
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