Wang Lun is famous in Tiannan and is a leader of the younger generation on the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, Wang Lun is sitting in the ring, pressing the Quartet, and intimidating all young talents.

But the kid named Wang Chulan didn't come out to fight.

On the contrary!

A sudden voice to provoke Wang Lun?

Who is this man?

With a strong curiosity, everyone's eyes looked at the gate.

……

At the moment, at the gate.

A tall, fair-skinned, and very evil young man appeared in front of everyone.

The young man wore a white suit with a large ring on his ear.

This person is very handsome!

The difference is that this person's appearance does not resemble that of the Central Plains, but is full of exotic customs.

"People from the Western Regions!" On the rostrum, Lan Lao suddenly frowned.

"The barbarians of the Western Regions actually ran to the Central Plains, what are you doing?" the tall old man looked disgusted.

The Western Regions, located in the west of the Central Plains, is a high mountain region with extremely bitter cold.

Since ancient times, the Western Regions has been the land of Fanbang, with many small countries.

Vast plateau mountainous area with an altitude of more than 5,000 meters.

A variety of complex, and peculiar, natural environments.

Countless special tribes and martial arts sects have been born.

But!

There is an old saying in the Central Plains, called - if you are not of my race, your heart will be different!

Historically, the barbarians of the Western Regions have repeatedly waved their troops south, plundered resources and killed the Central Plains.

So!

Even now, for these barbarians in the Western Regions, many Central Plains people reject them from their hearts.

It's just that today's harmonious society is the same in the world.

So!

Although I am unhappy in my heart, at least on the surface, these people are old and well-behaved.

They don't show any dissatisfaction on the surface.

……

However, a young warrior from the Western Regions suddenly came uninvited.

Let's ask, what does he want to do?

At this moment, the entire Tiannan warriors were at a loss.

……

In front of everyone's eyes, this tall, blond-haired and blue-eyed young man from the Western Regions.

He held his arms like an iron tower, standing at the gate, and his aura was extremely powerful.

"This brother, I don't know your name?" In the ring, Wang Lun hugged his fists and said.

"You don't deserve to know Lao Tzu's name. ”

The big man of the Western Regions laughed loudly, his eyes were unruly: "When you win me, and then talk about Lao Tzu's name, it's not too late." ”

After speaking, the big man of the Western Regions trampled on the earth with a bang, like a tornado, and rushed to the ring.

Whoa!

Everywhere the Great Han of the Western Regions went, the earth cracked instantly, and the floor tiles rushed up one by one.

"What a fast speed!" Wang Lun's pupils shrank, and he was suddenly shocked.

Bang!

The next moment, the majestic figure of the Great Han of the Western Regions had already stepped into the ring.

"Under the whitefriar Wang Lun, please ......"

Bang!

Before Wang Lun finished speaking, he suddenly saw a bowl-sized fist between heaven and earth, aimed at his handsome face.

Thundered!

"Ah......h

In front of everyone's eyes, Wang Lun's front teeth shattered instantly, and a monstrous blood mist erupted from his mouth.

Bang!

The next moment, Wang Lun flew upside down from the three-meter-high ring for more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground.

Click!

At the same time, the sound of bones breaking clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The world stood still for an instant, and the whole audience became breath-breathing.

Quiet!

The audience, deathly quiet!

This shocking scene, all the warriors who watched it, fell into great terror.

"This person is too strong, isn't he?" the glasses girl stood in the distance and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Wang Lun is practicing the flesh, but this great man in the Western Regions has a stronger body than him. ”

Murong Chu's eyes were solemn: "It seems that except for my senior brother, I am afraid that there is no one at all who can be this person's opponent!"

This Western Regions Han is too strong!

Powerful, incredible!

……

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are shocked!

The tall old man on the rostrum suddenly rose up.

"Jiang Gan, this is a junior competition, don't break the rules. Lan Lao frowned suddenly.

"Come less!"

The tall old man looked furious: "What a hateful barbarian, you dare to abolish my disciple." ”

"Okay, let the old man Jiang Menshen come to comprehend and comprehend, your mastery of the Western Regions!"

Bang!

The voice fell, and Jiang Menshen's two-meter body, like a tornado, instantly rushed to the ring.

Jiang Menshen, angry!

As the first horizontal martial artist in Tiannan, Jiang Menshen has been fearless of anyone over the years.

The big man of the Western Regions in front of him actually attacked in an instant, turning Wang Lun into a tragedy.

Let me ask, Jiang Menshen, how can you not be angry?

……

I have to say that Jiang Menshen's martial arts are indeed very powerful.

He rushed like the wind, and also splashed the floor tiles like a waterfall, flying upside down one by one.

But none of these floor tiles were broken, but fell lightly to the side.

And that big man from the Western Regions, when he was rushing just now, all the floor tiles were shattered, scattered and crooked.

Judge from above!

Obviously, it is also a horizontal training body, and Jiang Menshen, the old Jianghu, is obviously much stronger.

However!

Facing the thunderous Jiang Menshen, the big man of the Western Regions put his hands in his trouser pockets with a look of disdain.

Directly not defensive!

This scene, everyone who watched it, was in an uproar.

"Although that barbarian is strong, he is too young after all, and in terms of martial arts, how can he beat Jiang Menshen?"

"Yes, Jiang Men God became famous in Tiannan, and he is a strong man who is invincible and equally famous with Dibei Ye, and it is said that he is one step away from the martial arts master. ”

On the rostrum, all the old monsters were talking about it, and they all felt incredible.

It stands to reason that this great man in the Western Regions must be from a famous family, and his talent is higher than Wang Lun.

Such a Tianjiao in the Western Regions, in the face of Jiang Menshen's killing fist, did not dodge at all?

So!

This great man of the Western Regions, where does his confidence come from?

Moham!

This great man of the Western Regions, do you really think that his martial arts can beat Jiang Menshen?

How is that possible!

……

It's so fast!

It's really, so fast!

But in a moment, the majestic figure of Jiang Menshen rushed to the ring.

"Barbarians of the Western Regions, go to death!"

Bang!

Jiang Menshen's eyes were red, and with a punch, he was about to smash the head of the Great Han of the Western Regions.

However!

Right now!

A cold and majestic voice rolled in the wind: "Presumptuous!"

Licentious!

Boom! Boom...... Rumble!

This sound, like spring thunder on the flat ground, instantly shook the glass windows in all directions, one after another, and continued to shatter with bang.

The power of a roar is terrifying!

……

This huge roar was as sharp as a blade, and it instantly shook Jiang Men's spirit and blood boiling.

Poof!

The next moment, Jiang Menshen's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of old blood squirted straight to the ground.

With a roar, he seriously injured Jiang Menshen!

Airplanes!

This scene, watching the Tiannan heroes, all in an uproar!

……

At this moment, relative to the body, the pain suffered.

What really made Jiang Menshen feel terrifying was the identity of the person who came.

Because!

This stunt, in the entire Western Regions, only one person can understand!

"It turned out to be him!" On the rostrum, Lan Lao's face instantly became serious.

"Brother Lan, who is it?" asked an old monster tentatively.

"The sea of law is boundless, turn back to the shore!" Lan Lao said solemnly.

What the!

Airplanes!

As soon as these words came out, the old monsters in the audience were all shaken.

……

In front of everyone's eyes, an old monk wearing a golden robe and holding a Zen staff walked in.

If you look at the back, this must be a compassionate monk.

But in fact, this old monk has a horizontal face and a scar on his face.

His eyes were hideous, and the Zen staff in his hand actually had a string of skulls hanging from it.

"Master Jin!" Among the crowd, there were strong people in the rivers and lakes, and they couldn't help but scream.

"What!"

"Western Regions, Master Jin!"

"My God, Master Jin has been extinct for many years, and he has actually reappeared?"

Thundered!

With the appearance of the old monk, in the entire inner hall, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes fell into a great terror.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Jiang Menshen looked frightened: "Losing in the hands of senior Jin, I Jiang will not be wronged!"

What the!

As soon as these words came out, all the celebrities in the audience were shocked!

Jiang Gan is called Jiang Men God, and he is already in his sixties, but he calls the old monk a senior?

No way!

So how much trouble does this old monk have?

At this moment, even those wealthy businessmen who didn't understand martial arts and came to join in the excitement felt their scalps tingle.

Jiang Menshen shook Tiannan, but the old monk roared directly, and he vomited blood from his mouth and fell into serious injuries.

So!

What does this old monk want to do?()

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