"This is, Master Jian!" Dong Gang's eyes showed just the right amount of surprise!

He smiled slightly: "The city lord has a reputation, the kid is just an ordinary boy, and the city lord calls the kid by his name!" ”

"Haha, it's really a teenager with a temperament!" Dong Gang laughed and said: "In this case, Brother Wan and I are also the same generation, so I will shout at the virtuous nephew!" ”

The three of them chatted casually for a while, looking at the simplicity that was still calm and calm in front of the lord of a city, a look of envy flashed in Xu Kangren's eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Wang Shenghui came with Wang Zu and all his disciples, and when he saw Wan Chongshan and Dong Gang talking happily, his originally complacent expression suddenly became gloomy, when did the surnamed Wan have a relationship with Dong City Lord?

But soon Wang Shenghui regained his smile and said loudly from afar: "What kind of wind blew the big car of the city lord of Dong over, it's really an honor for me to wait!" ”

Dong Gang smiled faintly and said, "Pavilion Master Wang is laughing, I happen to be free today, come and see the demeanor of our genius boy in Xiaofeng City!" ”

Wang Shenghui smiled even more when he heard this: "Where is it, although the pawn has broken through the peak of the Yellow Rank by luck, he is already seventeen years old after all, and he is too old to be called a genius." However, his luck is good, he has received the attention of the Diqian Sect, and he may have to worship under the Diqian Sect in the near future! ”

Dong Gang paused slightly, glanced at Wang Shenghui with a smile, and said in his heart: "You guy will think of himself as the protagonist when he arrives, hehe, is the Diqianzong very great, and has something to do with me?" In the territory of Tianfeng City, it is not enough to look up to the snort of Tianfeng City! ”

The reason why Dong Gang has time to come here is for simplicity, as the lord of Xiaofeng City, he still has some connections in Tianfeng City, and the potential of the simple future coupled with the relationship with the Feng clan is worth befriending!

"Huh!" Dong Gang smiled faintly, noncommittal, and did not reveal it, he looked at the sky and said, "Since I am here, let me be the referee!" ”

"That's a child's honor!" Wang Shenghui arched his hand. Then he looked at Wanzhong Mountain and Simple, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth. Wang Shu looked at the simple eyes and unconcealed two rays of hatred, that day was simply to make him lose face, today he wants to get it back with interest!

Above the ring, Dong Gang sat in the main seat, Wang Shenghui and Wan Chongshan split left and right, and the disciples of the Pulse Art Hall on both sides were all looking at each other angrily, if it weren't for Dong Gang's presence, the two sides would have almost started fighting!

Dong Gang's arrival made the audience under the ring a lot more restrained, after all, he is the lord of a city, the person who is the pulse of the earth, for the ordinary people and people in the audience, he is a high-ranking figure, but this has attracted more people to come, nonsense, even the city lord is here, which means that this competition must be very interesting!

Under the watchful eye, Simple and Wang Pawn walked up from both sides of the ring, looking at each other, Wang Pawn's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and Simple Eyes were calm, indifferent!

Dong Gang saw it in his eyes, nodded lightly, and turned his head sideways to Wanzhong Mountain next to him: "Jian Xian's nephew really has the style of a general, he is calm and unhurried, and his future achievements are limitless!" ”

Wan Chongshan said modestly: "Where is it, you don't deserve such praise from the city lord!" ”

On the other side, Dong Gangzheng, who was full of smiles, was secretly happy that his son had received the attention of the city lord, and it would be easy to talk about anything in Xiaofeng City in the future! At this time, when he heard Dong Gangyan, his face suddenly froze, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Jian Xian's nephew?" What the hell is this? Don't...... Could it be that he was the simple kid he said in the first place?

How is this possible? Why did a kid in the middle of the Yellow Rank get the attention of the Lord of a City, I must have thought too much! Unconsciously, Wang Shenghui's face was covered with sweat, and the more he thought about it, the stronger the bad premonition in his heart became!

But at this time, there is no room for retreat at all, he can only pray that his son will be defeated simply, the peak of the Yellow Rank is two small realms higher than the middle of the Yellow Order, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he will lose!

In Wang Shenghui's silent prayer, Dong Gang looked at the sky, got up and said: "The time is almost up, the two sides are up to the point, just divide the winner and loser, don't be a killer, then, start the battle now!" ”

Although Dong Gang's voice was not loud, it clearly spread throughout the audience, and it seemed to ring in everyone's ears, and the strength of the ground level vein could be seen! The noisy voices in the square gradually quieted down!

In the ring, Wang Shu held a yellow-level high-grade long stick in one hand, and said coldly: "Boy, the previous time, you took advantage of my unpreparedness to sneak attack, this time I won't give you another chance!" Saying that, the momentum of the peak of the yellow order diffused out, and in the middle of the long stick, a circle of dust spread out to the surroundings, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"Okay, Senior Brother Wang is mighty!" The disciples of the Shenghui Pulse Technique Pavilion in the audience immediately applauded in unison, and Wang Shenghui's eyes also showed a hint of satisfaction, how could such a powerful person in the middle of the Yellow Order be an enemy, and his worries were afraid that they would be superfluous!

With a simple faint smile, a dark red long knife appeared in his hand, and he simply held the knife in his arms and said: "Since this is the case, let's make a move, the province is making excuses for defeat!" "That's it, that tone is very unbeatable, very pretending!

Although it is simple and does not show its momentum, it is so casual to stand and not fall under the momentum of the king's pawn, like a mainstay, a mountain granite stone pine!

Dong Gang saw this, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, the secret path was really extraordinary, at such an age, he actually sent his momentum from his heart!

The king pawn has gained momentum, the long stick is slanted, no longer hesitates, and shouts violently: "Suffer death, pulse technique - a stick flat mountain!" ”

The figure of the king jumped up with the heavy drink, and the two flashes had come to the front of the simple, and the long stick in his hand exuded a rich yellow light, as if it was swept away by the overwhelming momentum! He learned the lesson of the last time, and as soon as he made a move, it was a trick.

Simple eyes narrowed slightly, and a red glow flashed faintly under his eyes, although he pretended to be forced verbally, he really would not despise Wang Shu, this blow was already close to the level of Feng Lingsang! But so what, before, if he hadn't opened the power of the bloodline, he might not have taken this move, but now!

With a simple shock of the long knife, the crimson fangs suddenly came out of the sheath, and the thirty-one veins of his body opened, and a wave of fluctuations that seemed to be like nothing swirled around his body a foot away!

Dong Gang, who was sitting on the stage, was shocked, with a hellish expression, and muttered, "How is this possible? The Yellow Rank Vein was able to influence the fluctuations of the Heaven and Earth Veins by himself, which ...... Is this guy still human! ”

At this time, simple but no matter else, his body was immersed in the full opening of the thirty-one veins, especially after the opening of the Yingxiang Gate, he felt that there seemed to be an additional layer of vague connection between himself and the surrounding heaven and earth, that feeling was indescribable, but it was real!

"Woo......!" The long stick swept across with a deafening whining sound, and the momentum was not terrifying!

Simply seemed to feel something, raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to flash for a moment, the long knife suddenly emitted a dark red light, like smoke and mist, and then the blade seemed to be hazy in an instant, slashing through a strange arc that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and greeted the sweeping long stick.

At this time, the simple figure was also blurred for a moment, and the long stick swept by at this time!

"It worked!" The look on the king's face was full of surprise, but the next moment it was full of astonishment, because the long stick swept over and did not hear the expected sound of flesh impact, as if it only swept through the air.

The corner of the king's eyes swept over the position of the simple man just now, and found that the simple figure had somehow appeared in the same place again, and the long knife in his hand was castrated, slashing towards his neck!

At this look, the king's soul suddenly burst out, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and secretly said that my life is over!

"Keep people under the knife!" Wang Shenghui on the stage didn't know much about such an amazing method of simple performance, but he clearly saw that the simple long knife was about to cut through his son's neck!

Dong Gang was already shocked and a little numb at this time, and even forgot to say something to stop it! This guy actually did it, and he actually affected people's vision by influencing the fluctuations of the pulse qi of heaven and earth. He would do the same, but he was a Ground Rank Veiner!

"Huh!" The king closed his eyes, and he only felt as if a gust of wind was blowing in his ears, and a trace of coolness swept through him.

"Smack!" The long stick fell to the ground, and the king froze, and a puff of long hair fell from below his ears.

And the simple whole person still stood with the knife in his hand, except for the long knife out of the sheath, as if he had never moved, at this time he was thoughtful, as if he had vaguely grasped something, and seemed to have grasped nothing.

A gust of wind blew, and the square, which was black and overwhelming, was silent, as if it couldn't bear to disturb the young man's contemplation!

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