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Wang Yichen was not interested in these, he was in a hurry to go back and push down Wen Yujiao.

"Boy, our Senior Brother Jiang Lingchong has a message for you. ”

A disciple of Taishan Immortal Sect stopped Wang Yichen and said, "What you have lost, you will get it back several times over!"

Wang Yichen suddenly turned his head, locked on Jiang Lingchong, who was staring at him not far away, and said lightly: "If you dare to come, I will let you understand what real loss is." ”

Jiang Lingchong heard Wang Yichen's words clearly from a distance of more than ten meters, and two cold lights shot out from the depths of his eyes: "Boy, you are lighting a lantern in a dung pit and looking for death!"

It was at this time that two young men dressed in samurai uniforms forcibly broke into the clubhouse.

"Who are you to dare to break into this place!"

The middle-aged monk in charge of the security of the clubhouse stopped the two Japanese youths and said sharply: "Leave quickly, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

"In Shimo-Ono Ichisuke!"

"In ShimoOgawa Saburo!"

"On behalf of the Japanese Samurai Association, we are here to challenge all the young monks in Huaxia!"

The two Japanese young men had calm faces, calm breaths, and a look of contempt in their eyes.

The young man who called himself Ichisuke Ono had a board inch, and Saburo Ogawa tied up a handful of long hair.

The arrogant words immediately attracted the attention of all the Chinese monks present.

Since ancient times, it is an indisputable fact that the Chinese cultivation world has been superior to the Japanese cultivation world.

There are many spatial cracks in the connection between Huaxia and the great world of cultivating immortals, so the number of monks is more than five times that of Japan.

Japanese monks dare to challenge China openly, which is rare in history.

"Hmph, we're partying, not the time to challenge you!" The middle-aged man in charge of the clubhouse security was still preparing to forcibly drive away the two Japanese youths.

"Wait!"

A disciple of Huashan Xianmen walked out and said, "The person who came is a guest, I think these two Japanese friends should be given a chance." ”

It is not difficult for everyone to guess that the mind of this Huashan Xianmen disciple is nothing more than to defeat two Japanese samurai in public and win fame and honor.

There are still a few disciples of the Four Great Immortal Sects who have this kind of thought, and they have made suggestions to give Japanese young people a chance to challenge.

"Oh well. ”

At the request of everyone, the middle-aged man who is responsible for the safety of the club cleared out a field.

The disciple of Huashan Xianmen took the lead in walking to the venue, pointed to the Japanese young man with a handful of long hair and said, "Then who, San Lang, I will meet your desire for the challenge." ”

Ogawa Saburo walked up to the disciples of Huashan Xianmen step by step.

On the surface, both of them are cultivators in the middle of the human realm.

Everyone generally thinks that Ogawa Saburo is destined to be funny, because the disciple of Huashan Xianmen is very good, and the Japanese monks have always been relatively weak, and Ogawa Saburo estimates that he will be defeated in less than three moves.

Only elder-level characters and Wang Yichen saw that something was wrong, this Ogawa Saburo is not simple!

"You're ready to shoot. "The disciples of the Huashan Senmen stood with their hands in their hands, as if they were planning to defeat Ogawa Saburo with only their legs.

"Please advise!"

Saburo Ogawa's momentum suddenly became fierce, and he rose into the air and kicked more than a dozen kicks in a row.

These dozen or so feet were wrapped in fierce true qi, and the momentum was fierce, kicking the disciples of Huashan Immortal Sect back again and again, and then flying out upside down and falling to the ground!

"What's the situation?!"

Many monks were a little stunned, the disciples of Huashan Immortal Sect were so suppressed that they had no chance to fight back!

Kicked to the ground, the disciples of Huashan Xianmen's faces turned red, and a carp stood up, and his fists slammed towards Ogawa Saburo like meteors.

Saburo Ogawa also greeted him with his fists, and the dense fists were dazzling, and he couldn't distinguish between the virtual and the real.

Bang!

After less than two breaths of fighting, the disciple of Huashan Xianmen was hit in the chest by Saburo Ogawa and fell to the ground again.

This time, the disciple of Huashan Immortal Sect spat out a mouthful of blood and was injured!

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and the result was already obvious that the disciples of Huashan Xianmen were not Ogawa Saburo's opponents!

Ogawa Saburo looked at the Huashan Immortal Sect disciple who fell to the ground, and said lightly: "This is the elite of Huaxia?

A weak word, let most of the monks present be indignant, and then let this little Japan be arrogant, then it will be okay!

"I'm going to fight you!"

A disciple of the Kunlun Immortal Sect jumped to the center of the field, holding a spirit sword in his hand.

Saburo Ogawa also pulled out the spirit knife from his waist.

"Look at the move!"

The disciple of the Kunlun Immortal Sect shook out a circle of beautiful sword flowers, making it impossible to distinguish his true attack direction.

Airplanes!

The long sword was infused with true qi, locked the position in the shock, and stabbed at Ogawa Saburo's abdomen with a sudden speed.

Saburo Ogawa was neither slow nor slow, and the long knife in his hand rotated.

Bang dang!

The sword was split by a long knife.

One move was broken, and the second move of the Kunlun Xianmen disciple followed, he walked sideways, passed by Ogawa Saburo, and the moment the white horse passed through the gap, a sword was slashed back.

Ogawa Saburo seemed to have long eyes in the back of his head, and suddenly kicked backspin, hitting the wrist of the Kunlun Immortal Sect disciple.

Clang!

The huge force shook the wrist of the Kunlun Immortal Sect disciple, and the sword in his hand fell, and in a panic, he wanted to retreat and dodge, but Ogawa Saburo was faster than him, and the blade had already hit his neck at some point!

The Kunlun Immortal Sect disciple with exquisite swordsmanship was also defeated by Ogawa Saburo!

There was a dead silence.

In this silence, Ogawa Saburo said disdainfully: "Huaxia genius, but Er'er!"

At this moment, including several elders of the four major sects, the faces of the monks present were a little unsightly.

Two excellent disciples were defeated by a Japanese samurai, which was ridiculed by others!

The other disciples didn't dare to come out rashly when they saw this, their strength might not be stronger than the two disciples just now, and they had no chance of winning.

At this time, someone shouted: "Senior Brother Jiang Lingchong, go teach that arrogant little Japan a lesson!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Jiang Lingchong, knock him down!"

Although Jiang Lingchong was cheated twice by Wang Yichen at the auction and was secretly laughed at, when it comes to genius, everyone still thinks of Jiang Lingchong for the first time.

"Senior Brother Jiang Lingchong, let them see what Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is!"

Jiang Lingchong had already cultivated to the middle stage of the human realm when he was fifteen years old, and now at the age of twenty-three, he was infinitely close to the late stage of the human realm, and this talent was at least among the top three young cultivators in today's Huaxia!

Under everyone's call, Jiang Lingchong glanced at Wang Yichen contemptuously, and then slowly walked out of the crowd.

Ogawa Saburo looked at Jiang Lingchong, and said in a calm and arrogant voice: "It seems that you are the strongest among the young cultivators of Huaxia, as long as I defeat you, I will trample the youth of the entire Huaxia cultivation world under my feet." ”

Jiang Lingchong did not deny the title of the strongest young monk in Huaxia, he stood with his hands in his hands, his breath slowly rising, and said: "You have some ability, but challenging me will be the nightmare of your life." ”

[Hehe, I accidentally titled the party once. Future updates are at twelve o'clock in the evening, a one-time update, and friends who feel too late will look at it the next day. Finally, thank you to all the brothers and sisters who purchased this book, and may good luck be with you. 】