"Nope."

"I've got to go myself!"

"If this Luo Chenmu really wants to die, he should also die at my hands!"

"The genius of my Baili family is not so easy to kill!"

"If I go, Ducre will definitely sell me this face."

Bailiyun looked up at the starry sky, then took a deep breath, and then jumped down from a tree dozens of meters high, and left this secluded forest with a stagger. If this arrogant Luo Chenmu was not Du Crey's opponent, and at the last moment, he asked to be killed in person, Du Crey should not object.

It's a big deal, I promise it some benefits.

Ducre must not be allowed to cut down this piece of dust. Otherwise, the revenge of his genius descendants will not be avenged!

Moreover, if this Luo Chenmu's combat power is really off the charts, and it is more powerful than Ducre, then his own line of work is not in vain, at least he can know what means this Luo Chenmu has, so as to prepare for the enemy in the future.

Watching the battle in person is always much more touching than on video.

Meanwhile.

Many high-level martial artists on Earth have also begun to set off for the place where Ducre is. They all want to see with their own eyes who wins and who loses in this big battle, whether he is a dusty man, whether he is high and thick, or whether it is really so strong that he doesn't even care about the nine-rank martial artists.

If Luo Chenmu dies, then the pattern in this world will not change, but a kid who doesn't know the height of the sky will die.

But if he wins, then there will probably be one more super strong person in this world!

And he is a super strong person who can stir up the world!

If he can kill Ducre, then he can kill the other Nine Rank powerhouses!

From now on, it can even be said that Luo Chenmu will be the world's number one master!

For a time, the star-rated hotels in the city of the manor where Du Crey was located were quickly full, and they were all warriors from all over the world.

Three days later.

Eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

The periphery of Ducre Manor can be described as a sea of people, all of them are martial artists, and the lowest is a martial artist of six grades or above. It formed a large circle, leaving a circle about 100 meters in diameter in the middle.

There are no tables and chairs or anything like that.

Because when the time comes, no one knows what kind of storm and waves their opponents will set off, and it is very possible to overturn the tables and chairs.

Du Crey's family did not keep these people out, because this was what Luo Chenmu requested, and he wanted the martial artists of the world to be a witness, otherwise, whoever simply kowtowed and admitted defeat.

This is exactly what Ducre wants.

He hasn't made a move for a long time, and the martial artists all over the world don't know his prestige and domineering anymore, otherwise, there are twelve nine-rank martial artists in the world, and he Luo Chenmu doesn't pick anyone, just pick himself to compete!

Could it be that he thinks he is the weakest one?

Also take this opportunity to make an example of the monkey!

As one of the two powerful men of US imperialism, he is not a joke.

"Who will win, you say?"

"Shall we take a gamble? I'm putting Ducre on $100 million. ”

The battlefield hasn't started yet, and a good gambler has already started to buy and sell below.

However, none of the martial artists around him took the stubble, they all looked at him with contempt, and some people even heard him say this, and hurriedly flashed to the side.

"Bang."

Really.

A burst of cheers rang out.

The head of the person who just said that he was going to gamble was like a watermelon bursting, and blood was sprinkled all over the sky, even though he was an eight-rank martial artist.

"The old man's name is for you to gamble?"

It was none other than Ducre himself.

In his life, he has killed countless people, and it can be said that he has made a name for himself in the sea of corpses and blood, and he can't imagine how long he hasn't made a move, and someone dares to gamble in his name.

Is he one of those boxers who fights black boxing?

Dare to bet in my name?

"Ahem."

"It's none of my business, I didn't do anything, I didn't promise him at all."

Seeing Ducre's cold gaze fall on him, several people standing on the edge of the gambler just now hurriedly ran away, all glad that they didn't pick up the stubble just now, otherwise, they would probably become a pool of flesh and blood at this moment.

This gambler is really, crazy.

Anyone dares to bet on it.

In ancient times, you said that the emperor's great disrespect was to kill the head! What's more, joke with him~!

"Hmph."

Ducre snorted coldly, then turned around, his legs were exerted, and a few ups and downs of his body had already landed in the center of the circle.

It's eleven thirty o'clock.

The time he agreed with Luo Chenmu was twelve o'clock.

"I didn't expect you to be here too!"

Ducre looked around, and whispered a voice, because beside him, there were already four nine-rank martial artists, in addition to the other one of the American imperialists, there were also one Huaxia, Russia, and Yindu.

There are twelve ninth-grade martial artists in the world, and counting him at this moment, it has reached five!

"I just want to see what kind of young disciple this Luo Chenmu is." A strong man of the Russian polar bear said.

Although he is in his 100s, he looks like he is in his forties. Especially the tense muscles all over his body, like a big man in an iron tower.

"You can guess what I mean, I don't need to tell you." Baili Cloud Road.

"Huh." Ducre chuckled and nodded.

In the past few days, he has turned all the information about Luo Chenmu upside down, how could he not know that in the first battle of Jingbei City, the most talented disciple of the Bailiyun family died at the hands of Luo Chenmu. This is not only a great shame for the Baili family, but also a great loss!

You must know that genius was cultivated as a nine-rank martial artist!

Dying like this is tantamount to cutting off the future of their Baili family!

So, how could he not know the meaning of Bailiyun's coming.

It's just that this also makes him feel a little more relaxed, which shows that Bailiyun still has confidence in himself, and let him finally give him face and let him kill him, which shows that he still thinks he can win in his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here at all.

"Don't worry."

"I'll beat him half to death, and the rest will be yours."

Ducre smiled, then said a few words to the one in Yindu, then looked up at the sky and the earth, and then took a deep breath and began to adjust his mentality and breath.

This Luo Chenmu really doesn't take himself seriously.

It started at twelve o'clock, and it still hasn't appeared.

Do you want to start a war with yourself as soon as you come, and you don't even need to adjust it?

But it's okay to do this, you can fight with all your heart, and you can definitely cut the opponent under the knife!

The war knife behind his back has long been hungry and thirsty!

"What's going on?"

"Why hasn't this Luo sleeper appeared?"

"It's eleven fifty-five!"

"Don't he dare come?"

A lot of people whispered.