The Decadent Dragon smiled, for the first time in two years, he smiled. Because he felt that he had heard the funniest thing in the world. It is undeniable that the guy with the bronze mask in front of him is very powerful, and the aura he exudes shows that the other party is a master in the middle stage of Wuzun.

But!

He used to only be in the early stage of Wuzun, but he didn't just fight once or twice with the masters in the middle stage of Wuzun? He still remembered that it seemed that a certain master in the middle of Wuzun died tragically in his hands.

"Where did you come from, and where do you go back! I've seen a lot of people who are ashamed of themselves, and those who want to win me in three moves, if they don't break through to the Martial Saint level, I'm afraid no one can do it. The decadent dragon swept the ground and shook his head with a smile.

The decadent dragon couldn't see Cui Hao's appearance, but from Cui Hao's figure, voice, words and deeds, it was inferred that this was definitely a young man. He didn't believe that there were young people in this world who had broken through to the Martial Saint level.

Martial Saint!

It was the realm that all martial artists dreamed of, and once they stepped into it, it was enough to stand out from the crowd and surpass the entire Federation of martial artists.

Cui Hao said lightly: "If you don't try, how do you know that I can't do it?" ”

His words fell, and the sharp dagger had already been grasped in his hand, and his ghost-like figure suddenly appeared beside the decadent dragon. The sharp blade swept towards the neck of the decadent dragon, and at the moment when his complexion changed slightly and he dodged sideways, a long strand of sideburns on his forehead was cut off.

Cui Hao's figure appeared behind the decadent dragon. However, he didn't continue to attack, but slowly turned around, looked at the decadent dragon who also turned over, and sneered: "One move." You're dead. Although it is because of your carelessness, I also keep three points of strength. ”

The Decadent Dragon's eyes flashed with shock. Cui Hao's speed was so fast that he could barely grasp his movement line. But there was no time to block or dodge. Is it because you take it lightly? Or was it because he didn't even say hello and launched an attack on himself?

His face was cloudy, and after more than ten seconds, he said coldly: "You have aroused my desire to win." In the battle just now, I was not convinced. Once again, if you can still defeat me lightly, my life as a decadent dragon is yours. ”

"Come!"

Cui Hao put away the dagger in his hand, and then hooked his finger at the decadent dragon.

The Decadent Dragon slowly pulled out a pair of fist gloves, this black fist glove was not an ordinary fist glove. After he puts it on, each glove has three raised steel balls and fights the enemy, once the enemy is hit by his fist, the first thing to bear is the impact of the three steel balls, and then the bombardment of the fist.

"Crazy enough, arrogant enough."

The Decadent Dragon's voice fell, and his figure sprinted towards Cui Hao, his footwork was very weird. It seems to be a casual step, and the speed seems to be average, but in fact it is as fast as lightning, and it is visible to the naked eye. You will notice the phantoms that appear behind him.

The sky is full of fist shadows, combined into a perfect punch, and every punch he bombards. The force is gradually increasing. In a tenth of a second, his fist was already less than ten centimeters away from the tip of Cui Hao's nose. And the shadow of the fist in other directions. has also shrouded Cui Hao's face. False and real, true and false. It's hard to prevent.

"Humph......"

Cui Hao didn't dodge, and with a cold snort, his foot kicked up in an instant, whipping like a whip, and kicked the wrist of the decadent dragon with unmistakable precision. After the foot shadow rushed into the fist shadow, his other foot was already in the air. Turning, side kicking, the weird body twisting in mid-air, completed in an instant, that cloud-like action, quite a bit of artistic beauty.

"Bang ......"

The decadent dragon closed his fist and blocked it with his arm, and under Cui Hao's strong force, his arm was faintly numb, and his body retreated seven or eight steps backwards before he stabilized his staggering steps.

"You're strong, but if you want to beat me lightly, it's impossible."

The Decadent Dragon flicked his arm and sprinted like lightning again, this time, his fist attack route was very strange, not aimed at Cui Hao's face, but both fists bombarded out at the same time, targeting Cui Hao's ribs on both sides. And his right foot swept towards Cui Hao's left leg, trying to attack in three ways, bringing a heavy blow to Cui Hao. The Decadent Dragon has his self-confidence, because no one in this world knows that he can multitask, even the one he was loyal to before.

"Broken Fist ......"

Cui Hao's feet take a figure-eight step, such as taking root on the stage, as stable as Mount Tai. With a gaze as sharp as an eagle's eye, his fists were swung out in unison, and he didn't block or swing his fists to meet them, but faster than the Decadent Dragon, and his wrists twisted like snakes, hitting his fists and wrists.

There were only a few sporadic fist shadows at first, but in an instant, one punch was divided into two, and two punches were divided into four, as if the fist shadows were forcibly split, and they were divided from few to many. The next moment after the Decadent Dragon's hands and wrists were hit, he quickly advanced, and one after another fist shadows bombarded the Decadent Dragon's chest, face, and head.

The dull sound of boxing shocks the soul.

If the decadent dragon loses one move, all the moves will be useless. Even if he tried his best to block and dodge, he was still hit dozens of times in just a few seconds. Fortunately, Cui Hao's strength was not used much, so that he would not be directly bombarded, but the lightning-like fist still made him suffer from flesh and skin.

"Go."

The last two punches of Cui Hao's attack almost smashed into the shoulders of the Decadent Dragon, and at the moment when his legs bent and his body sank, he kicked him hard in the chest, kicking him upside down like a cannonball.

"Ahem......"

The Decadent Dragon's face was as pale as paper, and the moment it landed, a mouthful of blood erupted from its mouth.

Defeated?

How could it be such a defeat?

He is a strong man in the early stage of Wuzun, and he may break through to the middle stage of Wuzun at any time. And what about the other side? He was obviously a cultivator in the middle stage of Wuzun, why was his speed so fast?

He hides strength?

Wrong!

He definitely didn't hide his strength, and the combat power he could really burst out had even surpassed the late stage of Wuzun. Because even the powerhouses in the late stage of Wuzun are difficult to defeat themselves in so much time, and they have no power to fight back.

The decadent dragon endured the churning qi and blood in his body, endured the pain in his body, supported the ground with his arms, and slowly got up from the ground, his eyes stared at Cui Hao, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

Cui Hao smiled: "Cui Hao, the head of the Cui family of the Federation, you can call me boss." ”

High...... Cui Hao, the head of the Cui family?

The Choi family, the first family of the Federation?

The Decadent Dragon's heart moved, and then he raised his arm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was a little smile on that face, and he exclaimed: "There are talented people in the country, and they have been leading for hundreds of years. I lost, and I lost my heart. You're right, the first time you fight, if you really want to kill me, you've already killed me. From now on, the life of my decadent dragon is yours. Boss! ”

Cui Hao nodded with satisfaction and said, "I like your character of keeping your promises, and I also like your character of being able to afford to lose." Give you ten minutes, go pack your things, and come with me! ”

"No!"

The decadent dragon rubbed his chest and walked to the first floor of the stage, grabbing a long knife as black as ink from the crack in the marble table with his punch. This knife is like the big knife played by Guan Gong. The Decadent Dragon held it, looking majestic. Immediately, the Decadent Dragon grabbed a long sack of sack, wrapped the large knife, and tied it to his back.

Cui Hao's eyes flickered, and he smiled lightly: "This is your weapon, right?" A good knife, two years without drinking blood, is really a waste. ”

The Decadent Dragon said word by word, "It's just a weapon." A real knife, in my heart. ”

Cui Hao grinned and said: "The knife is like sealing dust, and the bright knife is like a sharp edge." Where the heart goes, the knife points to. What a knife in the heart. ”

Sixth Avenue, Sydney.

Sydney's bustling neighbourhood. Known as the Dark Club, Blackjack's Bar is a three-story western-style building behind the high-rise buildings on Sixth Avenue, which looks dilapidated from the outside.

As the decadent dragon vigorously pushed open the closed door, the first to appear in front of Cui Hao were two black men who were two meters tall. They are five big and three thick, just like the giants of the iron tower, and they look powerful.

"You two, are you here to forage for food? Or sell blood? ”

The slang of the Sydney area, from the mouth of a black man.

Cui Hao strode in and said indifferently: "Go and sue Sù Blackjack, I'll make a deal with him." If within three minutes, Blackjack doesn't show up in front of me, I'll bloodied this bar! ”

The faces of the two black men changed, they were not soft-hearted people, and which one did not have dozens of lives in their hands. Hearing Cui Hao's words, the two instantly raised their fists and bombarded Cui Hao.

"Roll ......"

The Decadent Dragon was still sweeping the floor with his body on his back, he moved with his feet, his fists burst out, and before the two black men could attack Cui Hao, he knocked them away and slammed them into the walls on both sides.

"If there is any offense, there will be no forgiveness."

The decadent dragon was subdued by Cui Hao, and when he learned Cui Hao's identity, he made up his mind and swore allegiance to Cui Hao, so he didn't allow anyone to offend Cui Hao and offend his boss.

Those two big men, although they looked terrifying, they barely entered the innate realm, and their strength was very different from that of the Decadent Dragon. After being knocked to the ground, the two of them struggled to get up, with a look of horror in their eyes, and quickly ran inside.

Cui Hao was very satisfied with the appearance of the decadent dragon, walked through the passage in front of him, walked down the steps in front, and when he came to the basement floor, he pushed the door and entered, and the dark miasma and chaotic scene inside were in full view. The deafening metal music, the tooth-souring, and colorful lights illuminate the whole space like a dream. On the huge dance floor, countless blacks, whites, yellows, tall, short, fat and thin, men, women and children, were writhing wildly, jumping and jumping, waving their arms, roaring, shouting...... (To be continued......)