Wu Ling doesn't care about anything, what he wants is to relieve the worries of the future, the only person who can come into contact with the black-robed man Wu Ze is Liang Hong, the commander of the Miyagi Army, so if Wu Ze leaks the secret of the Dragon Palm, Liang Hong must have a great chance of getting this information, although it seems that everyone is indifferent at present, but Wu Ling doesn't want to have an invisible knife on his neck. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, Liang Hong and Wu Ze must be eliminated as soon as possible.

"Well, if you seek death, it is up to you. Liang Hong's eyes were as if he couldn't stand the mask man's provocation and arrogance several times, and the killing intent towards him rushed forward at the moment, Wu Ze wanted to feel this breath the most, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

He knew that if he cooperated with Liang Hong in front of him, he would definitely be hurt, because in addition to Liang Hong's identity as the commander of the Miyagi Army, the most shocking thing was his other identity, that is, what the people in the rivers and lakes called "Random Killing Flow".

Liang Hong is murderous, in addition to himself being an enemy, even if it is the closest person, he will kill him. The people who practice this martial arts practice have no humanity, they regard human life as a mustard, and if the killing intent erupts, they may be hurt by themselves, so the Miyagi army and the others dare not fight head-on.

There is an even more deadly thing is that Liang Hong hangs the string of Buddha Jingzhu around his neck, which is not an ordinary ornament, but a storage device with offensive attributes, and what is even more terrifying is that Gu said that Liang Hong is full of healing pills hidden in it, and when fighting, a life-saving pill is already a life-saving existence, and there are a bunch of terrible Liang Hong!

"You can't fight with him like a beast. Wu Ze retracted his feet, secretly determined in his heart.

Seeing that Liang Hongdu had already accepted Wu Ling's challenge, according to the city rules of Dayan Hall, no one could stop this battle, Ling Tianxiang's words that he wanted to stop swallowed back his jade lips, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes at the masked male Wu Ling, "You big fool".

Wu Ling noticed Ling Tianxiang's expression, wrinkled his nose, and looked confident, and Ling Tianxiang looked at it with a burst of secret hatred.

Soon, host Wu Ze and Liang Hong stepped on the table not far from Wu Ling, and the two looked at Wu Ling with the same expression, it was all your own trouble, and you can only pay it with your life.

Wu Ling said lightly: "Come on." ”

Immediately, the broom in Wu Ling's hand stood horizontally on his chest again, Liang Hong did not step forward recklessly at this time, but threw it to Wu Ze with a look, that look was a reminder to him, you go up first to try his skills.

Facing the pressure of Liang Hong, who was a fourth-layer martial artist, the black-robed man Wu was called as a knife, and he didn't dare to complain, the strength of the fourth-layer martial artist could kill him with one palm. However, Wu Ze didn't know that the masked man in front of him was not what it used to be, when he had not yet entered the internal force level, he could seriously injure himself with a set of dragon descending and a small amount of borrowed internal force, and now to what point it has reached, Wu Ze would not have thought that even if he scratched his scalp, the young man who was once despised by himself has now leapt to the third level of internal force martial arts.

Wu Ze made a promise, but Liang Hong consciously retreated, leaving the battlefield open and allowing the battle between the masked man and him.

Wu Ling froze, although he really wanted to use twenty-four broken hands and punches to knock down Wu Ze and seriously injure Liang Hong, after all, none of them knew their strength clearly now, and when Liang Hong was prepared, in the case of hiding the eighteen palms of the dragon, it must be another hard battle, Wu Ling didn't want to be in a coma due to serious injuries in such a place where he had no relatives and no support.

"However, if he is unconscious, will Ling Tianxiang help him?" When he was facing the enemy, Wu Ling actually had this idea in his heart, and he couldn't help laughing at himself for a while, stabilizing his mind, the broom in his hand was already ready to go.

At the moment, the masked man Wu Ling and the black-robed man are facing each other, the audience outside the stadium cheered, they couldn't help but look forward to the game finally began, there were, and there were people who were attracted by Wu Ling's personality, of course, the biggest cheers were naturally the wave of people who were betting and gambling outside, and they couldn't wait for Wu Ling's challenge to succeed.

Hearing the cheers around them, wave after wave, the old man and the young man couldn't help but sigh a few times, they were dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Festival, in their eyes, compared to the battle, they cared more about money, it was the currency of the Chamber of Commerce.

Wu Ling's eyes were blazing, through the mask, directly on Wu Ze's body, the broom couldn't help but lean forward, as long as Wu Ze was on his body, the broom that swept the leaves in the autumn wind would slap on his head.

Although Wu Ze was afraid of Liang Hong's coercion, the young man in front of him who couldn't help but be bored dared to look at himself with a broom, shameful, shameful.

Wu Ze's heart was startled by Wu Ling's small ripples, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help jumping, Wu Ling paid attention, and thought to himself, he really couldn't help these ridicules, it seems that there is no real competition, and Wu Ze has already lost. Feeling Wu Ling's sneering and cheering, Wu Ze finally realized this, he was teased like this, his face became extremely black, and at the moment, his palms turned into fists, and he kicked the ground with one foot, and the debris of the stones flew back more than ten meters, and Wu Ze's body ejected like a slingshot.

"It's finally begun. The outsiders couldn't hold back the first to see Wu, and immediately broke out into a burst of sighs, and half of these people were young people who bet, in their eyes, they were actually not cheering for the masked man, but cheering for their own chamber of commerce.

When Wu Ze heard this taunt, he was furious, and the bleeding of the pig's liver was like a drop, and he only rushed towards Wu Ling.

Wu Ling waited for this moment for a long time, he thought, that day under the mountain, your insult made me learn to grow, indeed, without internal force, maybe it is difficult to move an inch in the big world, without internal force, maybe he is not worthy of being called a martial artist for the rest of his life, without internal strength, he lives like an ant.

However, my Wu Ling is different, in the big world of rivers and lakes and martial arts, there should not be so many bottles and cans of distribution, the strong have the way of life of the strong, he wants to walk the rivers and lakes with righteousness, and cut the rivers and lakes unfairly, that is a hero.

Stable people want to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies and live a long life, so they naturally want to be happy and plain, no one can use their own rules and regulations to stipulate another person's life, and everyone has the right to decide the way of life in the big world, this is my Wu Ling's martial arts view, world view.

"If you don't accept it, I won't use internal strength, I will fight until you obey, until you obey, of course, you must pay the price of blood for your actions today. Wu Ling's chest was like a rhyme to hide, and finally hummed weakly, the broom in his hand gradually wrapped around a layer of faint qi, only the two old and new city lords on the scene looked frightened and surprised, and the others did not see any movement.

Wu Ze didn't notice the difference, he was facing him, and what greeted him was the head-on blow that Wu Ling gave him.

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