Wang Xuance may not be able to do it elsewhere, just talking about things on the rivers and lakes, up and down the nine streams, there are no characters he doesn't know, things he doesn't understand, and a living encyclopedia of rivers and lakes.

When the three saints of Kunlun join forces, their strength will be doubled, and they will have the strength of six sub-saint powerhouses.

It's incredible, though.

But since it came out of Wang Xuance's mouth, it must be true.

The Martial Saint, that is, the martial artist of the Saint Realm, breaks the void and sees that the gods are not bad, and he can completely crush the sub-saint powerhouse.

But in fact, it can still be estimated and quantified.

In general, one Martial Saint can defeat ten Ya Saints to join forces.

Further up, it's a bit unsupportable.

The three saints of Kunlun joined forces, and the three of them were able to exert the combat power of the six sub-saint powerhouses.

It's equivalent to half a martial saint.

Indeed, there is no room for underestimation.

No wonder these three dared to challenge Lu Yehu and Emperor Chen Qing.

Arrogance is one thing.

In the final analysis, it is still based on almost having that strength.

"It's going to be hard. So no matter what, we can't let these three join forces. Otherwise, don't look at so many of us, if we really fight, there will be absolutely no chance at all. ”

Lu Yu groaned.

Gao Changgong snorted coldly: "Changqing, you don't need to grow up others to destroy your prestige." If you can beat it, you have to fight it to know? Everyone is a sub-saint, even if it can't compare to the old sub-saint like the Kunlun Three Saints, there is no gap that can be crushed. ”

"And on the battlefield, everything can't be quantified, the right time, place and people have to be considered, and it doesn't depend on the individual's on-the-spot performance? I don't talk much, but today my brother I will leave you here, the strongest of the three saints of Kunlun should be the sword saint Nie Yange, this person will be handed over to me, if you don't kill him, my Gao Changgong is not worthy of being a man of the Gao family, let alone being my grandfather's grandson. ”

Gao Changgong pursed his scarlet lips, and every word he said was loud, and the battle was very exciting, how could there be the slightest cowardice.

It can only be said that as a martial artist, Gao Changgong has a Dao heart, which has long been honed without dirt and leakage, and is exquisite.

Such people, when they go to the battlefield, can often exert 12 percent or even 15 percent of their strength.

is like Xiao Feng in Tianlong Babu, obviously his internal strength is not strong, but when he really fights, he is extremely violent, and he can often defeat opponents who are much stronger than himself!

Such a person is born to fight and is often called the god of war.

And Gao Changgong is obviously a tough guy born with the "God of War attribute".

In his life, he has experienced countless battles and bloody battles, and he has only lost twice in his life.

The first defeat, the fledgling, challenged Emperor Chen Qing, defeated three times, the difference in strength is too big, there is nothing to say, it can only be said that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

The second defeat was lost to Li Kua's father, and the melee martial artist was defeated by a long-range martial artist, and he was congenitally restrained, plus Li Kua's father was already a quasi-saint powerhouse at that time, and Gao Changgong only had an innate realm, so it was reasonable to lose.

But after this battle, Gao Changgong quickly broke and stood up and caught up.

Gao Changgong at this moment is no longer the Gao Changgong of the past, if he fights against Li Kua's father again, even if Li Kua's father is now improving, he is also a sub-saint-level powerhouse, and Gao Changgong is more than seventy percent sure of killing him.

A person like him never belittles himself, let alone says big things.

He dared to speak out, and handing over Nie Yange, the strongest of the three saints of Kunlun, to him proved that he really had that confidence and won the battle!

Lu Yu didn't know where Gao Changgong's confidence came from.

He didn't want to know either.

He only knew that at such a time, what Gao Changgong needed was not suspicion, but trust.

"Brother Gao, you said so, I'm embarrassed if I'm not afraid that Nie Yange will hand it over to you, okay, I'll leave this person to you." Lu Yu patted Gao Changgong on the shoulder, arrogant.

Gao Changgong smiled heartily: "Changqing, you wait, I'll cut off this person's head for you, and our brothers will drink!" ”

Lu Yu also smiled and didn't say much.

So much for.

Seeing that Gao Changgong was like this, Guo Poyu was willing to show weakness, and said lightly: "Brother Lu, since Brother Gao ordered Nie Yange's fat man, then the chess saint Su Xinghe will be handed over to me." Don't say much, I'll just say a word, before Big Brother Gao cuts off Nie Yange's head, I will definitely give you Su Xinghe's head first. ”

Lu Yu nodded.

Like Gao Changgong, what Guo Poyu needs at this moment is not suspicion, but only trust.

Unreserved trust.

"Changqing, then the book saint He Zudao will be handed over to me." The Great Monk Nalan Shi said in a muffled voice.

Lu Yu and Wang Xuance glanced at each other, but shook their heads at the same time.

"What's wrong?" Nalan Shi wondered.

"Master, this book saint He Zudao is my opponent, not yours." Lu Yu smiled lightly.

"Yours?"

Nalan Shi was puzzled, "Changqing, the injuries on your body are not light at all." Where do you have the strength to work with an old Yasheng like He Zudao? ”

Wang Xuance explained: "Master, the Dead Wood Zen Master of Lingyin Temple has promised to heal Changqing's injuries, and it is a coincidence that the Dead Wood Zen Master was an old friend of our master Chen Daozang, and Lingyin Temple still owed us a great favor from Tianji Palace back then." Changqing doesn't know these things, can I not know? Before I came to see Changqing, I had already visited the Zen Master Deadwood, and he had promised to cure Changqing. ”

"Changqing, if the injuries on your body can be healed, it will be no better, but even if your body is completely restored to its peak state, you only have a quasi-saint-level cultivation, how can you be able to beat He Zudao? This guy is a veteran sub-saint powerhouse who has been famous for twenty years. The difference between the two words is even bigger, at least ten times. Nalan Shi said worriedly.

"I haven't beaten anyone, who knows who can't beat whom."

Lu Yu laughed, "Master, we are weak and strong this time, everyone has to face opponents stronger than themselves, I fight against He Zudao, of course there is a risk, but there is no risk when Brother Gao fights against the strongest Nie Yange?" Xiao Guo has just turned twenty years old, more than three years younger than me, and there is no risk for him to fight with Su Xinghe, who is the second strongest? They can afford these risks, how can I, Lu Changqing, afford them? Besides, compared to the realm, I naturally can't compare to He Zudao, but I also have my own advantages. Master, don't worry, this guy won't have the strength to crush me. Maybe I can use his contempt for me to make him suffer a big loss! ”

"This battle is a battle of life! If you win, the situation will be completely opened, and the road will be wider and wider. If you lose, then everything is not tied. ”

"Now, Brother Gao gave me his life, Xiao Guo gave me his life, and all the brothers gave me their lives, so I, Lu Changqing, if I don't put my life on the gambling table, why would I dare to accept your life?"

Lu Yu said in a deep voice, his eyes were bright, like the blazing sun!

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