Wanghai City, a small city that looks inconspicuous in the Panlong Wilderness.

It is small in scale, but it is decent, but it also has high walls and fierce towers, and it is heavily defended. This city not only belongs to the Panlong Wilderness, but also to the other side of the sea.

Beyond this city, there is the coastline, and for most of the warriors who are in the dragon mix, the coastline is a treasure trove and a nightmare.

If you don't have the strength of the seventh order or above in the martial arts realm, you don't want to walk here freely. As soon as you leave the East City Gate, you will be torn to pieces by those demon beasts by the sea.

This is a hell for the weak, but it is also a paradise for the strong.

The small city gathers treasures from all over the world, and there are many merchants passing by every day, and the small city is silently prosperous.

"Get out of the way, the eighth master is here!" A shout, with domineering, with arrogance, came from the end of the street.

It was a beast cart, and several ugly and ferocious four-legged bone prawns, pulling a luxurious beast cart, rumbled from a distance.

Each of them is covered with sharp spear-like bones, which are both the weapon and the armor of the shrimp.

Being able to catch these four sharp shrimp and domesticate them into pet beasts pulling carts shows that the people sitting in the cart have certain means.

Pedestrians on the road hurriedly dodged, and a few warriors who had just come out of the tavern and were talking loudly dodged in a panic.

Laugh at!

A sharp-edged shrimp wielded its pincers and easily sliced through one of them's shoulder, a bloody wound that was as deep as two fingers.

"Ahh The man screamed, and the long knife in his hand fell, and the wound turned black. Sharpened shrimp are poisonous.

His companions were stunned, his companions were at the peak of the seventh order of the Martial Master Realm, and the purple robe on his body could give him a powerful defense bonus. He himself has also cultivated the Red Gold and Purple Bell Jar, which is a powerful foreign martial art, which focuses on tempering the physical body and enhancing strength and defense.

On weekdays, when several people go on missions, this person charges into battle and acts as a meat shield. Today, I was actually injured like this by a light blow from that sharp shrimp?!

"Damn, that's unreasonable?" One of them was annoyed and wanted to chase the beast cart.

It's just a matter of hurting people, but they are still swaggering, and they leave regardless of it, what do you think of them? Fortunately, they are also the ones who have the golden badge of Baixiao Pavilion.

The injured man immediately stopped him: "Forget it, don't forget that this is Wanghai City, have you forgotten what the master said?" In Wanghai City, there are a few people who can't be provoked, and the eighth master, who specializes in taming beasts, is one of them. angered him, the demon beasts he raised, one by one, can tear you apart. “

They were stunned for a moment, sighed helplessly, and helped their companions to go to the hospital for healing.

Wherever the beast cart passed, the people in the car saw the envious eyes of the people on the side of the road through the window.

The eighth master snorted, leaned back on the soft animal skin, and took a deep breath.

The environment inside the car is extremely luxurious and comfortable, but none of this can relieve the heavy pressure on the eighth master's heart.

"It would be nice if we could get him out of the mountain today." The eighth master thought, "At least the two of them join forces, and the chances of winning are much better than if I fight alone." “

Ga!

The driver suddenly tightened the reins, and the brakes made a screeching sound.

The sharpened shrimp was extremely fast, strong, and inertia, and the coachman didn't hold it, and flew out with a swish, falling to the ground hard.

Rumble!

A pit was smashed out of the middle of the street, and the coachman crawled out in pain, looking in horror at the man who was slowly walking outside the dust.

It was a tall, thin man with a rat's beard and a treacherous look. With a rusty sword under his arm, he shuddered as he walked as he walked, sneering as he approached the beast cart.

"Eighth Master, it's time to settle that account today, right?" The rat whiskers smirked.

"Su Jian, you are so bold!" The people in the car were furious, and they burst into cheers, and the spiritual pressure suddenly dissipated.

People on the street immediately got into the door next to them and looked through the window or through the crack in the door.

This kind of drama is staged every few days in Wanghai City, and everyone is used to it, but they never get tired of it.

In an old tavern beside the road, the guests gathered at a few tables at the doors and windows, watching and chattering.

"This Su mouse is too arrogant, and the account collection was received from the eighth master." A middle-aged man said indignantly, "Let's look at Haicheng, can we still bully him as a thief?" “

"Hey, it's only right to pay back debts." The other person was obviously from out of town, and said it without explanation.

The others glared at him and retorted.

One of them scolded: "You know a fart! Do you know this copper beast car? Do you know those four sharpened shrimps? This set of traveling guys alone is worth millions of red gold. Who is the eighth master? That's one of the four richest people in Wanghai City, and his family has a mountain of gold, silver and jewelry, so he owes money? “

"That's it, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Even if the eighth master owes money, he will not owe money to this bandit. “

"But I'm afraid the eighth master is going to bleed today......"

A young man sat against the window, holding a wine glass in his hand and sipping it lightly.

The spicy wine entered the throat, like fire oil burning, from the throat to the dantian. After the spicy, it is a refreshing fragrance.

"Good wine." He commented out of place.

The others listened and looked at him with strange eyes.

"Cut, children are good, they don't understand the hardships of this world, and they haven't learned to break into the rivers and lakes, so they can learn to taste wine first. Hey, what about the eighth master? “

Bang!

The two spiritual powers were entangled and intertwined, and the powerful spiritual pressure was like a knife and a sword, wreaking havoc on everything on both sides of the street.

Houses, flowers and plants were all cut into pieces, and dust and smoke filled half of the street.

When the smoke cleared, everyone was stunned to find that on the street, the beast cart was shattered into pieces, and the four fronts ate it and turned into footless shrimp, and the eighth master was gone.

"There!" The sharp-eyed man pointed to the opposite roof, which was a three-story spire house, and at this time the eighth master was lying on the roof chimney with a painful face. His abdomen was gushing and bleeding, and he had been seriously injured.

Everyone suddenly stopped talking, and many warriors who lived here and regarded Wanghai City as their second hometown felt sad in their hearts.

The eighth master is rich, affectionate, and righteous.

He is one of the four richest people in Wanghai City and one of the four masters. Half a step of acquired strength, so that he won the respect of many strong people. His heroic personality also allowed him to gain many friendships.

In normal times, there must be four or five out of ten people on this street, boasting to others that they are friends of the eighth master.

But at this moment, everyone was silent.

Sou!

The tall and thin figure fell from the sky, stood in the middle of the street, and walked step by step towards the scattered beast cart.

Although the beast cart was destroyed, its parts were valuable. The wheel of the car engraved with runes is several times faster than that of ordinary beast cars. Purple and gold tires are perfect for making a pair of combat boots.

"These things are your interest. Don't forget Fan Laoba, you still have a lot of principal to pay back. The rat smirked.

He was full of purse, and under the helpless and angry gaze of everyone, he turned around and wanted to leave in style.

As he walked down the street, his gaze swept through the windows on either side, and he smiled contemptuously and sarcastically at each person he met.

"A bunch of cowards, rubbish!" He sneered.

"Stop!" On the corner of the street, a majestic figure emerged, wrapped in fiery red spiritual light, like a flowing flame.

(End of chapter)