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The capital is approaching step by step, the closer he gets, the more Wu Potian feels the horror here, with his perverted and powerful soul power, he has long sensed that there are countless powerful and extremely powerful obscure true elements hidden in the capital, each of them is separated by a distance, all of them are extremely powerful, obviously, there are many martial king-level existences hidden here, although, Wu Potian does not know what force they belong to, but they can live in seclusion in the capital, think about it, they do not belong to the opposition forces of the Longao Empire, otherwise, they would have been cleared by Lord Wujun long ago.

Who told him before that there were only more than thirty martial king-level existences in the entire Longao Empire, but now that he looks at it, it's a joke.

There are more than fifty obscure true elements that Wu Potian can sense now, and there are also hidden ones, what about those that Wu Potian can't sense?

Flying Dragon City, the capital of the Dragon Proud Empire, the prosperous capital, is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!

Wu Potian was secretly shocked in his heart, turned his head and smiled at the old man Tang and Xuefa beside him, and said: "The capital, it is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, outstanding people." There are a lot of powerful real dollar fluctuations. It's a world where the strong are like forests. Grandma has a leg, when will I be one of them?"

"Come on, Martial Boy, you are the most perverted little guy that my old man Xue has seen in hundreds of years, with your demonic promotion speed, you want to become stronger. Isn't it as simple as drinking water?" the snow-haired old man rolled his eyes a few times, and said extremely exaggeratedly.

Donald didn't make a sound, just smiled at Wu Potian, the smile was very kind, very gentle, just like a kind elder who accompanied Wu Potian, always so kind and warm.

Seeing Donald's heart-warming smiling face, Wu Potian's heart warmed for no reason, since he met Donald. This old man has always been as warm as ever, and has never been radiant. But it can be like a warm sunshine, a trace of warm heart.

It seems that I was not wrong to choose to study in Longxiang Martial Academy, most of them went for Donald's warm and kind smile.

A person who can always give warmth to people and illuminate the darkness of others' future must not be a bad person, and the martial arts academy he is willing to pay for must not be far behind, through the first battle of the Three Kingdoms Alliance, Dean Long Xiang Changkong decisively led the strong hands of the whole school, and invited friends to attack the incoming enemy.

Of course, individual extremists are not excluded, and that is not all, but only heresies and tumors that should be removed, which are not among them!

Tang Lao, who was sitting next to Wu Potian with a smile on the side, finally spoke: "In addition to the prosperity of the capital, of course, it is also heavily guarded, there are many masters of the Grandmaster Realm, patrolling and defending day and night, and there are also martial king-level existences from time to time. ”

Wu Potian didn't believe this, if it was a master of the same level who had a hidden aura coming, would they be able to find out? The grandmaster level was not at all in the eyes of the martial king level, killing them was as simple as pinching an ant to death.

He asked a little strangely: "If a Martial King comes with a hidden aura, who can detect it?" I believe that Lord Martial Jun will not be bored enough to probe the defense of the capital several times a day, right?"

"The hidden aura of the Martial King? They didn't go crazy, they came and wanted everyone to worship him, what else is hidden, do you think every Martial King is as tasteless as the dead snake Martial King you met when you were unlucky?

The Dead Snake Martial King of the Fengxiang Empire is the best in the entire Martial King level, and it is the worst Martial King, and you met it, you can be regarded as unlucky, hahaha......"

"No, old man Xuefa, am I Wu Potian so unlucky?!" Wu Potian's face became extremely ugly, there are not one thousand but eight hundred martial kings in this world, and one of the best bad ones has been met by me, grandma's, this is even more difficult than winning tens of millions of grand prizes!

Speaking of this, the old man with snow hair gossiped very curiously: "You were still a martial artist-level junior at that time, and you slapped the guy in the middle grade of the Dead Snake Martial King, boy, you are really not simple, hehehe...... What are your stunts, can you tell me the old man with the snow-haired hair? Let me do it sometimes?"

"Cut, don't come and pour me ecstasy soup, I also call it the right palm? I was almost beaten into a pulp by him, if it weren't for my eldest brother wolf evil, who rescued me in a hurry, I would have died a long time ago, I would have died no longer dead, I would have been nested when I thought of that time!" Speaking of which, Wu Potian was really a little angry, and he was slapped by the Dead Snake Martial King for no reason, and this hatred must be brought back in the future.

"Alright, alright, don't think about that unpleasant thing, Wu boy, that's where the Flying God Feather Thunder Yama King and they live. It's called Hidden Sword Peak, and it's a good place!" the snow-haired old man pointed to a mountain peak in the distance.

Looking at the clouds and mist there, a mountain peak like a pen in the sky can be faintly seen from the fog, which adds a little mystery to the peak, Wu Potian silently looked at the distant mountain, and said for a while: "I don't know if that Lord Wujun also lives in that cloudy place?"

"Hey, hey......" The snow-haired old man didn't say, but he laughed on the side, and it took a long time before he squeezed out a sentence: "Guess it yourself!"

Looking at the snow-haired old man, Wu Potian was a little speechless, this old guy can always arouse people's interest, and every time he is critical, he stops cooking, diarrhea, grandma's, no wonder this guy is always defeated by the coffin face Kaoru, he deserves it, he is really a blank who owes Kaoru!

A moment later, the Flying Python descended on a large square, which was on the outskirts of the city. The square is thousands of acres in size. Very grandiose. It is all paved with stone bricks, and the light can be seen.

A group of masters jumped off the back of the python, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this time the battle was really full of twists and turns, and its danger was no less than riding a roller coaster, and it really made them frightened. It's good to be back alive!

It is less than 10,000 meters away from the emperor's palace, and no one else can fly except for the king who protects the country, so everyone can only use light skills and walk through this distance to enter the real metropolis - the imperial city.

The snow-haired old man said: "Taking advantage of this free time, I will tell you about a few must-see scenery in Flying Dragon City, there are Cuiping Mountain, Laojun Cave, Bijia Peak, and ......"

Rumble......

The snow-haired old man hasn't finished showing it yet. Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering explosion. The earthquake shook the mountain, startling all of his people, it was even louder than a mortar shot, grandma, what the hell is this, who is setting off cannons in the capital?

Everyone looked into the distance in amazement, it turned out that where was a martial arts competition venue in the imperial city, the battle was in full swing, just now, it was the two people in the big battle, the real yuan cannon released, the smoke of gunpowder rolling, sand and stones flying all over the sky, it would scare everyone.

"Damn, as soon as you come to this Flying Dragon City, you will shoot a salute with a roaring cannon, and this salute is too loud, hehe...... It seems that this trip will be very extraordinary!" Wu Potian didn't speak, just stared at the direction of the big battle, thinking gloomily in his heart.

Ten kilometers of road, for a group of people in the Grandmaster Realm, it is a matter of a quarter of an hour, and the big battlefield ring is placed in front of everyone's eyes.

This is a full 20 acres of the size of the size of the test field, the ring has the size of 20 zhang square circle, the surrounding tombs, like a football field, all around are high stands, and the real game venue, but than the highest part of the stands, nearly 30 meters lower, here, like a closed depression, impermeable on all sides, very closed.

At the top end of the stands, there sat a richly dressed middle-aged man, with eyebrows obliquely inserted into his sideburns, double eyelids, a pair of eyes that were very delicate, between the flashing eyes, Yinghua connotation, obviously, this person is an excellent master of Qi cultivation kung fu, although from the appearance, full of Wenxiu Qi, but he has a noble temperament that is rich and compelling, which is revealed from his bones.

And now, his face is full of anger, and he seems extremely dissatisfied with this big competition.

This person is the Flying Dragon Emperor of the Longao Empire, who has reigned for more than 40 years - Yuwen Feilong, he is surrounded by royal relatives, palace maids and concubines, all of whom are full of brilliance, and they seem to be quite passionate about this war.

Now, there is a life-and-death battle going on here, and tens of thousands of people are watching this life-and-death battle with crazy eyes flashing.

Here, is a special life and death arena in the imperial city, usually no fights are allowed in the imperial city, if there is no life and death feud that cannot be solved, either outside the city to fight for life and death, or in this imperial city in the life and death arena, a duel.

Once in the arena of life and death, only one person can survive, and no one is allowed to interfere, and no one is allowed to provoke and seek revenge afterwards.

Seeing the Flying Dragon Emperor's face full of anger, a flower-like girl beside him whispered: "This Dream Soul Family and the Chen Family are really annoying, there are several life-and-death battles every year, is there such a big hatred? How many years has this hatred continued?"

As the woman spoke, she shook her head and smiled, and immediately bloomed like spring flowers, making the flowers lose color......

Originally, Wu Potian had just come to Flying Dragon City, and he was not interested in any big war or small war, and people's grievances and grievances naturally had their own cause and effect, and what did it have to do with him, he Wu Potian was not a Buddha, nor a savior, but a little martial arts cultivator, a hunting king who had just become famous and was almost wiped out.

However, just as he casually glanced at it and was about to leave, he saw a person he never dreamed of, "Evil Knife Soul Escaper" - Dream Soul Autumn!

How could it be him, how could he be here?!

Wu Potian's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, how could he never have thought that the Evil Sword Soul Leaver would appear in the capital? Wasn't he still in Wujiazhuang a few days ago?

Moreover, he is still standing on the competition platform, fighting to the death with people?

Could it be that this is his hatred, and he is here to take revenge?!

However, he still ...... (To be continued......)

PS: Grievances and hatreds have always been a cup of poisonous wine in life, he is tormenting people's hearts every day, friends, let go of it!