The noisy footsteps behind him followed closely, and in the distance, there was a dense and clear sound like fried beans, which was Yuan Hao's thunderbolt clearing out some forces in the city who intended to resist. Listening to such a voice, thinking about his current hasty escape, Wang Bao, the master of the Purple Gold Gate, had a bitter look on his face.

Give up your foundation in Jinling, let the city go, and become a wanderer in the rivers and lakes. Wang Bao's heart was naturally very sad, but Yuan Hao's side was so powerful, and the other major sect in the same city, the Star Medal, made a decision so quickly, but it caught him off guard.

Thunderbolt is the name of these martial arts people in the Fengyun World Jiang Zuo to those musketeers under Yuan Hao, and it can be regarded as a nickname!

The reason why they use this nickname to call Yuan Hao's musketeers is naturally because when these musketeers attack the enemy with muskets, the sound is like thunder, like a thunderbolt, which is difficult to resist.

The powerful combat power displayed by the musketeers after forming a battle formation and firing with a platoon gun was verified by the blood and lives of countless people in the rivers and lakes. At the beginning, Jiang Zuo's gang members didn't think that those minions under Yuan Hao's command who had obviously only had a preliminary foundation and were afraid of how much ability they had not even cultivated their internal strength. But later, after a fierce fight with Yuan Hao, they understood Yuan Hao's strength and invincibility.

By the time Yuan Hao hit the Jinling City, the thunderbolts under Yuan Hao had already been regarded by Jiang Zuo as a rare strong soldier in the world. They are already famous, Wang Bao naturally knows how powerful they are, and after finding out the strength of those masters under Yuan Hao and the comments of those Jianghu people on Yuan Hao's own ability, he even extinguished the idea of fighting with Yuan Hao.

It's just that because of the relationship between Zijinmen and the Tianxia Society, Wang Bao didn't dare to surrender to Yuan Hao.

Hit, can't beat. Surrender, surrender must not. That Wang Bao could only choose to escape.

The people of the Xingzhu Sword Sect opened the east gate of Jinling City and put Yuan Hao's army into the city.

Yuan Hao's army attacked from the east, and Wang Bao could only take his disciples who were willing to follow him—less than a hundred people ran to the west. Because of the urgency of time, they brought nothing but a small amount of gold and silver, and they left in an extremely hurry.

Thinking that he had a huge Zijin Sect, the original scale of three thousand disciples was now only so small that ordinary cronies could follow, Wang Bao felt very sad in his heart.

"Is this half of his life dominating the world, but once the wind blows away?" Wang Bao smiled bitterly.

He led all the disciples and cronies out of the west gate, and ran wildly along the official road for a while, looking behind him with some resentment in his heart. The walls of Jinling City are hundreds of zhang away from him. Remembering that his inheritance was about to end, the assassins in the Purple Gold Gate must have been full of conquerors, and a wave of anger was nesting in his heart.

If it was before, when I was young, I would definitely have to fight it regardless of it. But now that he is old, he has a lot of scruples, and the heroism of his youth seems to have faded a lot.

Although he wanted to vent his anger in his heart, he could only admit in front of Yuan Hao's military might and fled in a panic.

"What a wretch!" he laughed at himself, but the anger in his heart was a little stronger.

But before he could release this evil fire, there was a shout from the front of him. Seeing hundreds of thunderbolts armed with muskets pouring out of the woods on the edge of the official road in front of him, quickly lined up two hundred feet in front of him, and aimed the pitch-black muzzles at his side, Wang Bao felt a chill in his heart.

He was just about to muster up the courage to let the group of sons under his command rush over with him, and when the other party's array was not yet neatly arranged, he rushed through this interception, but he didn't want a blue-robed boy in the military column opposite to flash out, and smiled loudly at his side: "Wang Bao, Wang Sect Master, why are you so late? I, Yuan Hao, have been waiting for you here for a long time." ”

Yuan Hao, the owner of Zhutian Mountain Villa, how could he appear here?

A series of doubts popped up in Wang Bao's heart. However, he didn't have the heart to think about the reason anymore.

Because with the appearance of Yuan Hao, more Thunderbolts also appeared.

Left!

Right!

In addition to the back, Yuan Hao actually formed a situation of encirclement on three sides against him.

The way was blocked, and thunderbolts appeared left and right, obviously Yuan Hao didn't want to let himself go.

"Damn, did I kill your father, or did I kill your wife...... Is it necessary for you to surround yourself so tightly that you won't even give me a way to live?" Wang Bao roared in his heart.

But Yuan Hao is in control of the overall situation, even if he has more dissatisfaction in his heart, he can't help but smile on his face: "Master Yuanzhuang, give me a way to live." I didn't want to fight you, and I didn't dare to betray the Tianxia Society, so I had to escape...... You're all big guys, I'm not ...... Everything in Jinling City, I will give it to you, I just ask you to let me go!"

Wang Bao had a bitter face, he didn't have the posture of a big guy at all, he just cried over there and begged Yuan Hao to raise his noble hand.

"Heh......" Yuan Hao smiled faintly, and shook his head lightly but firmly: "Although I also want to promise you, but considering my own battle plan, I still have to tell you...... No way!"

"Why!" Yuan Hao rejected himself so firmly, Wang Bao's heart became more and more angry, his old face of red rosewood turned red, and the green tendons on a pair of big hands that rolled up his sleeves burst out, obviously hating Yuan Hao's words. However, frightened of Yuan Hao's prestige and the current situation, Wang Bao still didn't dare to make a move, so he could only look at Yuan Hao angrily and ask sharply.

"I ...... Beat...... Calculate...... Take...... Under...... Navigate...... State!" Yuan Hao said these seven words word by word.

"Hangzhou?" Wang Bao was taken aback, Hangzhou is the location of the Tianxia Society, Yuan Hao wants to take Hangzhou, but it is clear that he wants to start a war against the Tianxia Society.

"You ...... Not afraid of the world. Although there was some speculation in his heart, Wang Bao still asked sharply.

"The world will meet, they still have to deal with the Sword Saint first......" Yuan Hao said lazily, completely unconcerned.

"However, you are not afraid, the battle of the Tianshan Mountains...... Will it be the male gang leader who wins? The world will be strong, and they can't look south at the moment, but if the male gang leader wins, they will eventually make a comeback. Aren't you afraid?" asked Wang Bao sharply.

"If you're afraid, why bother competing for the world? If you vote for the world early, you can live a stable life." Yuan Hao shook his head amusedly.

This is also true.

Wang Bao was silent, but in his heart he admired Yuan Hao's boldness.

Against the wind, this is not something that anyone dares to do.

However, admiration is admiration, but Wang Bao did not dare to be like Yuan Hao. For Yuan Hao's boldness, while admiring him, he could only become more and more firm in what he thought in his heart.

"Such an arrogant person, I have no good fruit to eat with him! It is safer to stand on the side of the World Society. Wang Bao made up her mind in her heart.

Determination is made, courage is restored.

At that moment, Wang Bao clasped his fists and said to Yuan Hao: "I admire Your Excellency's courage, but I don't dare to be like Your Excellency. No one in the world has ever surrendered, and I didn't dare to be the first, so ...... I want to fight against Your Excellency. If I can win your one-and-a-half moves, please let me go......"

"Why are you doing this?" Yuan Hao heard Wang Bao say this, and shook his head gently: "You are not my opponent, you should know this." ”

"Of course, I am not your opponent, but I have to fight it...... Surrender without a fight, hehe!" Wang Bao smiled a little bleakly.

Yuan Hao heard him say this, and knew in his heart that this was his way down the steps.

It is not possible to surrender without a fight. But if the battle is lost and has to be surrendered, it seems that it can also be considered.

Although it is a bit awkward and a little contrived, there is no way for Wang Bao.

On the rivers and lakes, the fist is the most important. Fists are not as good as people, so they naturally have to listen to others.

Wang Bao's move is very in line with the rules of the rivers and lakes.

This is also a choice made by a small sect like him, which is helpless.

Yuan Hao understood his thoughts very well, but when it came to his own strategy, Yuan Hao had no intention of letting him go. After all, the situation in front of you is like this, if your interests are satisfied, my interests are lost.

Between zero sums, what Yuan Hao did was to give him a more decent end.

Thinking of this, Yuan Hao stepped forward and slowly walked towards Wang Bao: "The master of the royal gate is so refreshing, I really admire it. In that case, you and I might as well make a three-trick appointment...... If the master of the royal gate can still be undefeated under my three moves, then I will let the master of the royal gate go! If not, please ask the master of the royal gate to drive me forward!"

As soon as the words "...... you" came out, Yuan Hao's body became more imposing, and Wang Bao was a little surprised in his heart, but he was even more angry: "Yuan Hao...... Yuan Hao, you are too arrogant! You are just a hairy boy, even if you have a few chances and have practiced a few skills, but if you want to take me down within three moves, you look down on me too much. If you have such skills, you can directly compete with the heroes and sword masters, so why use me as a stepping stone!"

Wang Bao thought about it, the blue tendons on his face skyrocketed, and he stared at Yuan Hao fiercely, but he gritted his teeth and asked him, "There are really only three moves?"

This kind of battle is related to the lives of his people, Wang Bao does not dare to slack off, although he is angry in his heart, but he also understands that this three-trick covenant is the way he can escape now.

In order to survive, in order to be able to escape, it is inevitable for Wang Bao to agree to the other party's suggestion. He is only forty years old, and Wang Bao, who is in the prime of life, does not believe that with his forty years of cultivation Ziyang True Qi and his copper-headed and iron-armed purple gold battle body, he can't withstand Yuan Hao's three moves.

However, the key at the moment is to sit on the appointment of Yuan Hao's three moves.

"Three moves, naturally there are only three moves!" Capturing the hope that flashed on Wang Bao's face, Yuan Hao suddenly understood what Wang Bao was thinking, and happily agreed to it immediately.

In this way, the two sides made an agreement, and Wang Bao stepped forward and took heavy steps. His pace was not fast, but his momentum was condensed in this step, and a faint purple aura surrounded him, and his body also faintly revealed a little copper and gold under this purple aura.

The seventh level of Ziyang True Qi!

The sixth weight of the purple gold battle body!

The pinnacle of the innate realm, the realm of a half-step grandmaster!

This is Wang Bao's current strength. In the face of a big enemy like Yuan Hao, Wang Bao didn't dare to have any reservations, so naturally he used as much strength as he could.

Stepping on, Wang Bao stepped forward, but after ten steps, the purple qi around his body became more and more intense, and the gold on his body became more and more distinct, obviously at this moment his momentum had climbed to the top.

Seeing Yuan Hao on the opposite side strolling around with himself, swaying, with fluttering sleeves, like a traveling bachelor, there was no limit to the first move, knowing that the other party looked down on him, he was angry at first, and then he was a little happy.

"You underestimate me, isn't that right...... All I have to do is deal with your three tricks with a heavy hand, and if I win this gambling battle, I will be able to escape...... I think that in front of so many people, you will not regret it. Thinking of this, Wang Bao lifted his spirits, his hands slammed into fists, and he stood up, but he let out a low cry and smashed his fist towards Yuan Hao's face.

This punch, the strength of the condensation is not released, and there is a faint tiger roar in the fist, which is the fierce tiger fist that Wang Bao has practiced for ten years.

Fierce Tiger Boxing, taking the meaning of fierce as a tiger, is a kind of tiger-shaped boxing, there is nothing amazing in the moves, but the most important momentum and ideas. Zijinmen doesn't have very good boxing moves, some are just the masculine incomparable of Ziyang's true qi and the fierceness of Zijin's battle body. These two kung fu skills, one pursues the masculine explosion of true qi, and the other pursues the hardness of one's own flesh...... The combination of the two best reflects the explosive power of the Flame Fist to a certain extent.

Wang Bao's punch is really a boxing style hunting, as powerful as a tiger.

"The meaning of the tiger, the power of the tiger king?" Yuan Hao watched Wang Bao smash his fist, with the sound of hunting, Yuan Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, but he saw Wang Bao's fist.

The idea of the fist is so obvious, it is like the tiger king roaring in the mountains and forests, which is shocking.

With such a strong fist, if it is against an ordinary enemy, I am afraid that I will be shocked by this punch before I can make a move, and I don't even have the idea of resisting.

However, Yuan Hao is not an ordinary person, as a master of the Yuan Dan realm, Yuan Hao's eyesight and martial arts realm are far above Wang Bao.

Seeing that Wang Bao showed a bit of the power of a tiger in his punch, Yuan Hao was a little happy to see the hunt. He let out a long laugh at the moment, and it was also a punch, and that posture was somewhat similar to Wang Bao's Fierce Tiger Fist, but it was even more powerful.

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Yuan Hao waved his fist in his hand, but the idea was the idea of the stick method. There is no stick in his hand, but in his heart he wields a long stick. This kind of means is useless to deal with people whose strength is equal to his own, but it is completely enough to bully a low-handed like Wang Bao.

The fist was punched out like a meteor rainstorm. The wind was strong and the tiger roared like thunder, but Yuan Hao was in the blink of an eye, and in one move, he played the power of a hundred tigers descending the mountain.

When a fierce tiger roars in the mountains and forests, it already has a terrifying power.

That group of fierce tigers roared out of the high mountain, and that majesty ...... And how amazing.

Maybe the gathering of hundreds of tigers no longer has the arrogance of a tiger, but the speed of a hundred tigers is not comparable to that of a tiger.

It's a numerical advantage, an irresistible frenzy.