There are no peerless martial arts on Wudou Island, and there are no peerless weapons, some are just skeletons and rusty weapons. All the warriors of all countries who landed on the island couldn't help but be a little disappointed. But those who were able to come to the island were all mentally tough, and they all quickly regained their mood and prepared for the martial arts conference, because it would be a battle of life and death, and if you were not careful, you would lose your life on this small island.

As the morning sun rises, the warm sun shines on the bare island, and at this time, around the ancient and huge ring, there are warriors from various countries, all with heavy faces, waiting for the upcoming martial arts tournament.

"Lei Heng, according to the time we booked, is it possible for the martial arts conference to start?" Judgment Blade Novi said with a frown.

"Blade of Judgment: Are you representing the United States, or are you representing other countries? No other country is in a hurry, are you in a hurry? Dragon God Lei Heng snorted coldly and said.

"Lei Heng, the other countries have already agreed, the martial arts conference can be held at any time, just stuck here with you, I don't understand what you're waiting for?" Judgment Blade Novi said coldly.

"Now all the countries agree to the start of the martial arts conference, but you Huaxia are still hesitating, are you afraid? It's good to be afraid of just conceding in defeat. A Japanese warrior shouted.

"Fart." The dragon god Lei looked at this Japanese warrior, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, taking advantage of this martial arts conference, he must kill the other party.

In fact, it was not that the dragon god Lei Heng was unwilling to start the martial arts conference, but that Lang Xingtian had not yet arrived. Thinking of this, the dragon god Lei Heng looked at Long Tian and asked for advice.

Long Tian nodded, the satellite above his head was broadcasting live, and Huaxia couldn't weaken his momentum.

"Alright, let's get started." Just as the words of the dragon god Lei Heng fell. There was a chirp in the sky, and I saw a black spot in the sky slowly enlarge, and then a huge golden eagle appeared in the arena, and before it landed, a person wearing a wolf's head mask fell from the golden eagle's body, followed by a huge snow-white wolf.

The man with the wolf's head mask, under the illumination of the sun, reflects the glittering mysterious brilliance; The eyes shone with a psychedelic transparent glass colorful light. The slender and upright body is like a 10,000-year-old ancient pine that stands tall, exuding a burst of nameless temperament that makes people feel pure, and it is extraordinarily attractive to people's eyes.

"It's good that I wasn't late." Lang Xingtian said to the dragon god Lei Heng.

"It's good to be here." Dragon God Lei Heng said with a sigh of relief.

The Huaxia warriors were very happy to see Lang Xingtian, and the faces of the warriors of other countries were ugly. In the past few years, those masters of the mythical realm have been walking around the world with a wolf god coming out of the world, many people naturally know the power of the wolf god, and those foreign mythical-level warriors naturally know Lang Xingtian, but they seem to be relatively calm.

Lang Xingtian nodded and greeted all the Huaxia martial artists, and finally came to the side of the five mythical masters.

"Wolf God, you're finally here." Long Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong? It seems that the atmosphere is very depressing, huh? Lang Xingtian asked a little puzzled.

"Did you see those guys? Although these guys seem to be calm, they still don't know how to kill us old guys. Long Tian looked coldly at several foreign mythical-level martial artists on the opposite side of the ring.

"It's all a bunch of old immortals." Lang Xingtian sighed.

But he found that a few murderous auras were enveloping him, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm talking about them, of course I'm not talking about you, I wish you all a long life." ”

"Wolf God, you seem to have forgotten that each of us is over a hundred years old, and you don't say this because you think we should have died a long time ago." The old monk Yuanjue folded his hands and said, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel kind.

"Just as I don't exist." Lang Xingtian was helpless.

"Wolf God, this one of yours should be a strange beast, right?" The old lama stared at the flame wolf for a long time before he spoke.

"The old lama has good eyesight, this is a strange beast flame wolf." Lang Xingtian gave a thumbs up and said.

"Flame Warrior Wolf, I didn't expect you to have such a top-level beast." The old lama said in shock.

"Luck, old lama, I heard that there are several young female golden mastiffs in your Potala Palace. Flame Wolf estimates that there is not necessarily a companion in this world, why don't you replace it with a few of your golden Tibetan mastiffs? Lang Xingtian asked.

"Wolf God, I'm a monk, don't ask me about this kind of thing." The old lama snorted coldly.

In fact, the old lama is very willing in his heart, can the bloodline of the flame wolf be obtained casually, but in front of so many martial artists, two mythical-level martial artists give the alien beast a skin, Lang Xingtian is thick-skinned, and the old lama can't stand it.

"The old lama doesn't want to, I do, but I like the eagle just now, I think that eagle is also extraordinary, right?" Taiyi said with a stubble.

"It's also a strange beast, a purple-blooded golden eagle. Lang Xingtian nodded and said.

"What? Purple Blood Golden Eagle? Legend has it that the patriarch of my Kunlun sect has a purple-blooded golden eagle, but now I have no descendants of the purple-blooded golden eagle in Kunlun. Wolf God, I Kunlun now have a few snow sculptures that have just reached adulthood, how about putting this purple-blooded golden eagle in my Kunlun for a few months? Taiyi said impatiently.

"No problem, as long as he agrees, I don't care." Lang Xingtian nodded and said.

"Seniors, the martial arts tournament has begun." Dragon God Lei Heng said.

"What are the rules?" Lang Xingtian asked with a frown.

"Arbitrary challenge, the challenged person can face it, or it can be replaced by others, and refusing means admitting defeat." The dragon god spoke.

"What? This group of guys has a good calculation. Lang Xingtian saw the other party's conspiracy at a glance.

"There is no way, at the moment I can only take one step at a time." Dragon God Lei Heng's face was also full of worry.

As soon as the martial arts tournament began, a middle-aged Japanese man stepped into the ring, about fifty years old, with a strong body and full of energy. Named to challenge a warrior in Huaxia, the challenged Huaxia warrior was not to be outdone, immediately jumped into the ring, the two sides did not have any polite words, almost at the same time to unfold the fists and feet, these two people's kung fu is not weak, it can also be said that it is equal, the fist moves, the air of the direct bang 'pop' makes a sonic boom sound, the strong wind that stirs up when the two sides fight rolls up the dust on the ground, the leg shadow flies and jumps, the fists and palms swing each other, and the moves are the key points of attacking each other.

In the end, it was the Huaxia martial artist who was slightly better, and hit the opponent's chest with a punch, directly bursting the opponent's heart, but he was not comfortable and suffered unclear internal injuries.

At this time, a Japanese warrior suddenly jumped into the ring and kicked at the injured Chinese warrior, with the state of the Chinese warrior, he couldn't stop the Japanese warrior's fierce and vicious kick.

"Look for death." Lang Xingtian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he kicked the stone on the ground, and the stone suddenly passed through the head of the Japanese warrior at lightning speed.

"If you don't follow the rules, die." Lang Xingtian snorted coldly and said.

"Wolf God, you've gone too far." Kaminin immediately stood up and shouted.

"You're only going to do this kind of thing, if you have an opinion, you might as well, let's have a discussion." Lang Xingtian said lightly.

"You ,,,,," Shen Ren couldn't speak, a year ago he was beaten by Lang Xingtian and had no power to fight back, and suffered serious internal injuries, and now he is alone against Lang Xingtian, and he really doesn't have the guts.

This is the lesson, since the rules are set, then follow the rules. Otherwise, there is only one end, and that is death. I don't think you guys have any opinions, right? Lang Xingtian looked at several foreign mythical-level martial artists.

"No comment." Several mythical-level martial artists nodded and said.

Although he has to deal with the warriors of Huaxia this time, the little devil is too impatient, and he has done such a thing as a sneak attack, and in front of the public, it is so obvious, isn't it looking for being killed?