Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Man in White
"Don't worry, Brother Da Lang. ”
"Well, let's go. With that, Mo Lan and Wu Dalang wanted to follow to the door.
"Click, the door opened. Du Hai looked at the two people who wanted to come out with him, and couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that these two people are really a pair ......of friends as the people around them said."
"Big waves, Ren Zhuang's group of people are coming with a group of people! What should I do?" Du Haidao.
"Du Hai, why are you in a hurry, aren't you just the scum of a group of fighters' strength! Do you need to be in such a hurry?" After that, Wu Dalang glanced at Du Hai with disdain. "Mo Lan, let's go and see this group of Ren Zhuang's fools, and see what kind of support they have got, how dare they be so presumptuous!"
Mo Lan smiled and silently followed Wu Dalang towards the entrance of Wutong Village. Seeing this, Du Hai believed that the two of them were as rumored......
Shaking his head, he put aside his thoughts and turned to walk. At this moment, Du Hai suddenly thought of something again, "Da Lang, you wait, I'm going to tell you something...... but when he looked up, where were Mo Lan and Wu Dalang.
At the entrance of the village, I saw a group of people from Wutong Village and a group of people from Renzhuang shouting and scolding each other. "You guys are just a bunch of fools, you want to practice the exercises and find them yourself! What kind of hero are you here in Wutong Village, and can you beat us!"
"You Wutong Village are all a group of selfish people, and you don't want to share good exercises even if you get them. I haven't heard a word, don't take advantage of the treasure if you don't have the strength!"
“......”
And Wu Dalang, who was walking slowly from a distance, was also slightly shocked when he saw this, because he saw a familiar person, that person turned out to be a strong man with the triple strength of a fighter in Ren Zhuang's younger generation!
"Mo Lan, you tell me the truth. How strong is your strength?" Wu Dalang asked.
Mo Lan listened to Wu Dalang suddenly ask these irrelevant words, although he was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, he replied: "My strength is currently at the peak of a fighter. ”
When Wu Dalang heard what Mo Lan said, he couldn't help but be helpless, "It's a fighter, isn't this the same as himself! Could it be that today he will be beaten by Ren Zhuang's group of ** silk at his own door?"
Looking at Wu Dalang's appearance, Mo Lan couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, Brother Dalang? Do you have anything on your mind? Aren't you just beating up a group of scum who are weaker than us, why are you so sad?"
"Hey, Mo Lan, you don't know, in Ren Zhuang's group of people, I saw an acquaintance, and the most important thing is that person has the strength of a fighter triple!"
"What!Fighter Triple?" Hearing what Wu Dalang said, Mo Lan also pondered, his strength is currently the first fighter heavy, and Brother Da Lang is also the first fighter. It sounds like there's nothing left on my side.
But when he had just broken through the ninth week of Yan Yanjue and reached the tenth week, he obviously felt that his strength had improved again. Although the realm is still a fighter, the surging power in the flesh still makes Mo Lan a little confident that he can beat the so-called fighter triple strength.
"That's it, you have to fight if you can't beat it. Who made me Wu Dalang chivalrous!" After saying that, Wu Dalang sighed secretly and walked towards the people in front of him.
Behind Ren Zhuangqun, a young man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in white and holding a delicate sword, stood there alone, like a stone pillar erected there, motionless.
Looking at the young man's appearance of pretending to be forced, Mo Lan couldn't help but sigh, it seems that there are pretending to be forcers everywhere! Even the Fighting Spirit Continent, which is based on strength, is no exception.
"Hey, this cold big brother, can you stop pretending to be forced? I'm so disgusting to watch! I dare to pretend to be forced to rob in our Wutong Village, I really can't stand it. With that, Mo Lan took out a few eggs out of nowhere and threw them at the man in white.
"Click, click, twice," the man in white pulled out his sword and slapped the egg that Mo Lan threw to the ground. At the same time, he scolded angrily: "Which rabbit cub dares to throw eggs at me!"
Mo Lan looked at the angry man in white and pretended to be a little shy and stood up. "It's me". And at this moment, Ren Zhuang's group heard that the man in white behind him was angry, and hurriedly ran behind him silently.
And a group of people in Wutong Village who scolded vividly were just about to continue scolding, but suddenly saw that the group of people in Ren Zhuang were disbanded and stopped scolding, and they were embarrassed to continue scolding, and took a few steps backwards to behind Wu Dalang.
"You're the kid throwing eggs at me?" said the man in white.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but the egg flew out of my hand by accident, and then accidentally smashed into you again, it's really perfect!"
"You little brat, do you know who I am?" said the man in white.
"Who knows who you are, are you famous? Besides, I don't care who you are. Even if you're a fart, I'm going to let you go. Mo Lan Dao.
"Look for death!" the man in white shouted, swished out of his sword, and attacked Mo Lan.
And Wu Dalang watched the man in white attack Mo Lan from the side, and he also glanced at Mo Lan, and then he was about to step forward to fight.
Mo Lan saw that Wu Dalang was about to step forward, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab Wu Dalang, and shook his head at the same time. He drew his invincible wooden sword and rushed towards the man in white.
Chopping and stabbing points, the saber in the hand of the man in white was like flying, and it kept attacking Mo Lan. And Mo Lan is also the first to encounter a strong man with a sword, not to mention his martial arts, only mental methods, no martial arts.
"Fighting Soul Anthropomorphization!" Mo Lan shouted, the Chaos Fighting Soul quickly merged into Mo Lan's body, and in an instant, Mo Lan also felt a powerful force integrate into his body.
And the man in white frowned slightly when he saw that Mo Lan was holding a wooden sword, and he could resist more than a dozen moves against him. "Fighting Soul Anthropomorphization!" The man in white also came out of the fighting spirit, only to see that the fighting soul of the man in white turned out to be a huge "Sword Fighting Spirit"! The giant sword swished towards the man in white and quickly disappeared into the heavenly spirit cover.
Mo Lan looked at the strange fusion of the fighting soul of the man in white, and hurriedly howled: "Your sister, you are a slut and a slut!"
Mo Lan, who was carrying the wooden sword, also learned the moves of the man in white just now, first holding the wooden sword with both hands and slashing continuously from top to bottom, watching the man in white defend. Hurriedly turned around and quickly slashed towards the left side of the man in white.
"Shock~" The wooden sword was resisted by the man's saber in white, and a shock force was quickly transmitted to Mo Lan's hand, almost making his hand unable to hold the wooden sword.
"I'll go, curious about the attack. It can even retaliate against my attack!"
"Any other moves?" said the man in white disdainfully.
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