"Francis, since you're here, why don't you show up?"

The dragon god stood on the edge of the high platform with his hands in his hands.

His eyes were fixed, and he said in a low voice: "I haven't seen you for more than eighty years, so why hide your head and show your tail?"

As soon as he said this, many warriors in China changed their expressions, and many of them had terrifying expressions.

The "West Demon", who swept through the Chinese martial arts world more than 80 years ago and was almost difficult to find, actually arrived?

"Dragon God, I haven't seen you for decades, but you are disappointing me more and more!"

Above the nine heavens, a voice came down, and I saw two clouds automatically dividing, and a figure had slowly descended.

He was richly dressed, his face was almost evil, and he had a marked western face, and his figure was long and tall, like a Western aristocratic earl.

"Hula!"

The moment he descended, the sea suddenly rose several feet, and the waves became more turbulent, but he seemed to be unaffected in the slightest, and stepped on the top of the waves, and suddenly the waves condensed, no matter how it swelled endlessly, but he could never step forward again, blocking all the waves behind him.

The demonic young man stood on it, his hands behind his back, this kind of power, even the top four masters of the international combat power list who came just now did not possess it.

Seeing this scene, many Chinese warriors were all terrified, and even the dragon god was slightly squinted, and his secret feeling was solemn.

This hand came from heaven and earth, attracted the power of nature, and overrode it, and among all the people present, it was impossible for him to do it so easily.

"Francis, your cultivation is indeed far better than before, it seems that you have become a saint!"

The dragon god sighed faintly, he had already overestimated what Francis would be able to achieve in more than eighty years, but now that he looked at it, he realized that he was still a little underestimated.

Francis's potential and talent were even more terrifying than he had imagined.

"Hmph, Dragon God, the martial artist is sanctified, that is the real transformation!"

"Speaking of which, I have been able to get this far, thanks to you for the first battle back then!"

"If it weren't for that battle, you hit me hard with the Tantric Mahamudra, I wouldn't have been silent for more than eighty years, hidden in the mountains, and finally the martial arts were able to enter the saint!"

Francis stood above the waves, his eyes looking at the dragon god without waves, as if he was not looking at a former enemy of life and death, but at an ordinary stranger.

"Today I came to Huaxia, is to continue the trip to China, when you stopped my footsteps in Inner Mongolia, now I want to see, you still have a bit of style back then!"

After Francis finished speaking, one hand fluttered and pressed down, and the waves under his feet suddenly exploded, turning into a hideous huge water dragon, winding towards the sky, and then biting at the dragon god.

"Humph!"

The dragon god stood on the high platform, not seeing much movement, just pointing out with one finger.

"Wave!"

A few fine lines cracked in the space in front of him, and there were bits of brilliance in the cracks, squeezing the hideous water dragon in it.

"Boom!"

He whispered softly, and the water dragon shook and dispersed in the void, turning into droplets of water that poured down from the sky and landed on the surface of the sea.

"Oh?"

Francis grinned.

"It seems that even if you are not as good as me now, at least, it won't make me too boring!"

The dragon god withdrew his fingers and carried his back behind him again, Chu Yunfei stood on the high platform, but saw that his right arm was trembling slightly, obviously defusing Francis's blow, he had already spent a lot of effort.

"Francis, if you really want a meaningful fight, why not wait a decade?"

The dragon god stared ahead and said in a deep voice: "I can guarantee that if you let the Huaxia martial arts world breathe for ten years, after ten years, someone will be able to fight with you, and this battle will never be inferior to the decisive battle we had in Inner Mongolia at the beginning!"

He was very sure of what he said, after today, he would be able to find a young master in the Chinese martial arts world to pass on his skills, and if he had another ten years to give them precipitation and cultivation, after ten years, he would definitely be able to compete with Francis.

"Ten years? impossible, I've been waiting for more than eighty years!"

A sneer finally appeared on Francis's indifferent countenance.

"Now that I have entered Huaxia, it is impossible to retreat, what I want is not an opponent, what I want is for you to watch the Huaxia martial arts world that you love and protect withered and shattered!"

He glanced at the many Chinese martial artists present, whether they were young masters or veteran powerhouses, the moment they touched his eyes, they all felt a chill in their hearts, and they almost lost their minds, even Long Jianfei and Chu Huaifeng also changed drastically, and their hearts were condensed.

"This martial arts tournament you have launched, to be honest, is very interesting!"

"Here are the most outstanding martial arts geniuses in China today, as long as they are swept away one by one, the Chinese martial arts world will be completely destroyed in the world, and it can no longer be called a martial arts power!"

As soon as Francis said it, almost everyone was frightened, and the two ordinary people, Hua Langyue and Chu Guangling, trembled even more, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

They came here to see the demeanor of a martial arts master, who would have thought that they would encounter such an earth-shattering change?

Francis came on the waves, above the heavens and the earth, and the power like gods and demons made them frightened and afraid.

"Senior Francis, just leave the matter of slaughtering the masters of the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm to us, as for the Dragon God, I will leave it to you to solve!"

Xiu Si sneered, stepped out at the same time as Ford, and was already standing in front of Long Jianfei and Chu Huaifeng.

Alps and Shivat are also cold-eyed and have a tendency to shoot.

"Oops!"

Chu Huaifeng secretly said that it was not good, these four people are all famous and in the forefront of the international combat power list, even if they are any of them, he is not sure to defeat them, even if he joins forces with Long Jianfei, I am afraid that he will be able to be equal to one of them, and now the four of them are doing it together, who can stop them?

And the dragon god's side, completely locked by Francis, could not be distracted to help them at all, and now the Chinese martial arts world can be said to be facing an unprecedented difficulty.

Although there were many supreme-level masters present, how could they be the opponents of these international powerhouses whose cultivation had already surpassed the peak of the transcendent realm?

The dragon god's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at the bottom of the high platform, but Francis suddenly pressed with one hand, and a palm print was slapped down on the head.

"Dragon God, don't think about helping, your opponent is me!"

The dragon god also struck out with a palm, shattering this palm print, he glanced back at Chu Yunfei, and found that his gaze was flat and unwavering, and he was immediately relieved.

"He can kill the chief judge of the adjudication institute, and his combat power should not lose to the masters on the international combat power list, as long as I contain Francis, my Chinese martial arts world may not have the strength to fight!"

When he thought of this, his heart was resolute, and he had already risen into the sky and rushed towards Francis.

Francis also broke away from the waves with the soles of his feet, and as soon as the two of them rushed into the sky, they were already in the clouds, and the sound of explosions suddenly spread in all directions.

"Huyan Chuanzang, Francis's predecessor once spared your life, and now, it's time for you to contribute to him!"

On the beach, Ford looked at the Japanese Sword Saint and said coldly.

"Of course!"

Huyan Chuanzang didn't talk nonsense, he just stretched out his hand and drew his knife, and the ancient famous knife that had followed him for nearly a hundred years had been unsheathed.

Ford, Hughes, Alps, and Shivat, the four masters of the international combat power list, also burst with momentum at the same time, washing the entire South Beach like a wave, and the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed color.

All the Huaxia warriors were solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy, Long Jianfei and Chu Huaifeng bore the brunt of the attack, and they had already mobilized their strength to the peak, and this battle was unprecedentedly tragic at that time.

Li Sisi's eyes were contemplative, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the handsome young man standing on the high platform.

"Once, you have turned the tide countless times, this time, can you still do it?"