Dubu King's ears have never been idle, he has heard about the ambiguous rumors of the Dragon King and Luo Ning Tea for a long time, he has never taken it seriously, he has lost interest in that woman, just like all the women he has ever played with.

The only difference is that Luo Ningcha gave birth to a son for him, although he was also an illegitimate child, he was recognized by him from the day he was born, which is a treatment that Shangguan Hong can never hope for.

Therefore, when it was rumored that his youngest son was also a dragon king, King Dubu was furious and killed the first person who hinted at him with this news, and did not believe such vicious rumors at all, the most important reason was that a woman like Luo Ningcha could not have taken a fancy to Huan Nu, who was just an ordinary slave and killer at that time.

Luo Ningcha's actions in the past two years prove this even more, the men she seduced are all the royal families of Beiting or the Central Plains, and occasionally bring benefits to Jinpeng Castle, if even the current dragon king is not in her eyes, how could the original Huan slave climb onto the bed of the master's mother?

From time to time, King Dubu will also stare at his youngest son, hoping to find clues from it, but he doesn't remember what his sons looked like when they were young, let alone his childhood appearance, he is the king of killers, how can he pay attention to these little things?

Doubts were still buried unconsciously, silently waiting for the opportunity to take root, and the dragon king proposed to take the son of the Dubu king as a bet, which was the moment when it broke the ground.

Dubu Wang's face did not change, he just took a step forward, but his body seemed to be several times larger, and he seemed to have wings like a Dapeng bird behind him, exuding a compelling murderous aura.

Even Sun Chengqi, who didn't know martial arts, sensed the danger, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, "I have something to say, the Dragon King is just suggesting." ”

Gu Shenwei didn't flinch, looking back at the two eyes that were deep in his eye sockets, no matter whose son it was, as long as he could give Dubu King a serious blow, he would take it out and use it.

Dubu King stared at the Dragon King and said, "Bring Cheng'er out." ”

He provoked the dragon king with a contest, and he did not escape the trap of being enraged.

Dubu Wang's murderous aura gradually faded, and only a few people could feel that the murderous intent in his heart was still blazing, Sun Chengqi breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said to himself: You are an official of the imperial court, not a good man in the rivers and lakes, and it is normal that you can't deal with this kind of thing.

"Then let's compete, is it a game to win or lose, or ......"

"The game shouldn't end so quickly, one bet at a time. King Dubu suddenly turned around, climbed the seven steps, stood in front of the throne, and with a finger of his hand, two guards pushed a Xiaoyue Hall disciple forward.

It was a woman in her twenties, her face was gloomy, and she did not turn her head to look at the enemy Dubu King, nor did she look at the Dragon King who was about to save her, but bowed her head slightly, closed her eyes and whispered something.

Han Fen said loudly in the back: "Sister, don't be afraid, if we die, the Dragon King will help break our corpses into ten thousand pieces, without a complete soul, the King of Hades doesn't want us." ”

Sun Chengqi's heart trembled, and he couldn't tell which one was more terrifying, the Dubu King or the strange woman.

With a second wave of his hand, one of the killers standing in line handed the torch to his companion and walked to the steps, kneeling down and touching his head to the ground.

Gu Shenwei turned around and walked up to the guards and said, "Slaughter the dog." ”

Sun Chengqi followed closely behind the Dragon King, although he was not a figure in the rivers and lakes, he had heard of the rules, so he asked in surprise: "This is the beginning?

"Death is a loss, exit and surrender is a loss, and standing in the field is a win. Gu Shenwei said that this was the rule of Jinpeng Castle, and in his and Dubu King's opinion, there was no need to explain.

Zhang Ji stood aside silently, he knew that today's events had nothing to do with him, he could be arrogant, he could teach a lesson, and he could be stubborn in front of King Dubu, but there was a boundary he couldn't cross.

Tu Gou was a little nervous, before he came, the Dragon King didn't say that he might compete, and he was a little excited, in a gloomy hall, he said that he would fight, and the bet on him was not only a strange disciple of Xiaoyue Hall, but also his own surname, which was a bit similar to the rivers and lakes he imagined.

He stepped out of the group, stood ten paces away from his opponent, drew his sword, and waited for the man to get up.

The killer crouched in front of the steps, like a devout believer worshipping the idol, not speaking or moving.

"Under the slaughter of dogs. Tu Gou reported his name, and couldn't help but say his sect, which was a compromise between the two rules of the Central Plains and the Western Regions, hoping to call the opponent up in this way, just standing and waiting, he was already embarrassed.

The Dubu King was indeed like a statue, standing on the platform, more than half of his body hidden in the shadows, and the two golden-domed roc behind him, motionless.

The killer seems to have communicated with his master in some mysterious way, suddenly gets up, unsheaths his knife, and then jumps halfway before turning around and slashing at the head of the dog.

Killers don't have the habit of reporting their homes.

The people of the Central Plains were taken aback, they had heard of the killer's unscrupulous means, but they still thought that in front of the Dubu King and the guests of the Central Plains, there would be some restraint, but they didn't expect it to start in a semi-sneak attack.

But the people of the Western Regions understand that killers have no rules, and if they want to pretend to abide by them, they can't start.

Tu Gou was surprised but did not panic, and instinctively returned the knife.

After the first move, Gu Shenwei came to the conclusion that this person was not an ordinary killer, but a green face.

He had met several green noodles and fought against them, and knew that their martial arts were not the same as those of the Jinpeng Killer, they were more diverse, and the narrow knife was just one of the options, and they were usually good at more skills.

The strength of the opponent of the slaughtering dog is in the legs.

Gu Shenwei glanced at it, and suddenly understood that all the subordinates of Dubu King in the main hall, including several guards who escorted the prisoners of Xiaoyue Hall, there were more than thirty people in total, all of whom were green-faced.

Dubu King merged the killer into the Tianshan Sect, and Qingmian replaced the killer and appeared in public, no longer hiding in the shadows.

Gu Shenwei was turning his mind, thinking about the intention of Dubu King's move, and the battle between the two on the field had reached the stage of life and death.

The martial arts of the green face are a lot higher than the killer, but their biggest advantage is the ability to hide their whereabouts, they can sneak close to the enemy, launch an attack by surprise, and complete the assassination mission alone without cooperation.

The slaughter dog has stabilized his mind, and a knife is as fast as a knife.

Behind him, the Central Plains guards were even more surprised, they knew that Tu Gou was an elder of the Kongtong faction, but his sword skills were plausible, he rarely used complete moves, he always changed in half a move, and the speed was much faster, but it was not quite in line with the demeanor of the famous family.

Someone shook his head slightly, thinking that if the master who slaughtered the dog was still alive, he would definitely be angry when he saw such a knife technique.

Tu Gou's heart was also worried, he remembered his sister Tu Pianpian's reprimand, and wondered if he was really going farther and farther down the evil road.

Which is stronger, the complicated and esoteric sect routines or the hand-to-hand combat skills? As soon as Tu Gou's mind moved, he couldn't stop anymore, and finally made up his mind -- he wanted to give it a try.

The slaughtering dog has changed its moves, the knife speed has slowed down, the lower plate is more stable, the attack is defending, and the defense is attacking, using the complete Kongtong faction mountain-breaking knife technique.

Except for Sun Chengqi, who couldn't see the difference, the other Central Plains people nodded one after another, this is like a real Kongtong faction master, calm and calm, just a martial arts competition, can you be as desperate as a robber in the rivers and lakes?

Gu Shenwei discovered the change in slaughtering dogs, and did not interfere with words, martial arts is a person's private matter, he will teach skills and concepts, but whether the other party is willing to accept it, and how much, he never asks.

Everyone has their own martial arts, and Gu Shenwei will never have the same doubts as slaughtering dogs.

Slaughtering the dog's confidence is more sufficient, after turning to the mountain-breaking knife method, he did not fall into the disadvantage, but more calmly, when it is simpler than fast, everything happens in an instant, even if he has the upper hand, in the blink of an eye, the knife may still be himself, but now it is different, the mountain-breaking knife method is steady and steady, he is slowly accumulating strength, waiting for the enemy to leak the flaw, and then defeat it in one fell swoop.

Qingmian did not change his moves, his knife was fast, his legs were faster, he barely touched the ground, jumped up and down, rushed left and right, and kept stabbing around the slaughtering dog, often three or four knives in exchange for a counterattack.

But he couldn't break through the defense, and the occasional knife of the slaughtering dog always attacked the place where he must be saved, and defused all his attacks.

As a top killer, Qingmian's tricks are not only knives and legs, he is also waiting for an opportunity, and when Slaughter Dog counterattacks again, he does not dodge and retreat, but meets it.

Tu Gou hesitated slightly, not only did he change to a steady knife technique, but even his thoughts became steady, he was wondering if this knife would kill his opponent or just teach him a lesson.

The cold light flickered in front of him, and the slaughtering dog knew that he was in danger, and it was not Qingmian who was hesitant to save him just now, but himself, taking advantage of the knife's momentum, he jumped violently, and at the same time waved the knife to block.

Several Central Plains people shouted at the same time, filled with righteous indignation, and it was a self-evident rule that they could not use yin tricks during the competition.

Tu Gou fell into the crowd with a thud, and was held by two Central Plains people, but he was still hit, with a wound on his shoulder, chest, and thigh, and blood gushed out.

Gu Shenwei immediately took out a small wooden box, stuffed the antidote into the mouth of the slaughtering dog, and reminded the Central Plains people who were trying to stop the bleeding, "Let him bleed, just wait a while." ”

The people of the Central Plains were even more angry, and the subordinates of the dignified Dubu King not only made secret weapons, but also fed poison on hidden weapons, which was even more shameless than the lowest Jianghu sect.

But this was in the Western Regions, so they didn't have a seizure and waited to see the Dragon King's reaction.

As a result, the Dragon King's answer surprised them deeply, and at the same time, they also understood how different the rules of the Western Regions were from the Central Plains.

"In the first game, Nakahara lost, and Dubu Wang won. Gu Shenwei said.

The Dubu King remained as motionless as the statue, as if he didn't care about the outcome.

At the foot of the steps, a green-faced guard drew his knife and cut off the head of a disciple of Xiaoyue Hall.

Gu Shenwei jumped closer, and the Wufeng knife came out of its sheath, and when the head hit the ground and the body did not fall, he split the disciples of Xiaoyue Hall into several pieces, each of which flew to a different location, forming a circle around the martial arts venue.

The Blue-Faced Guardian watched everything happen and did not attack the Dragon King.

Han Fen and another Xiaoyuetang disciple said in unison, "The living are miserable, but the dead are safe. ”

The green face of Jinpeng Fort seemed to be infected, and he also said: "The living are miserable, and the dead are safe." ”

The people of the Central Plains were dumbfounded, in their eyes, from the Dragon King and the Dubu King down, no one from the Western Regions was normal.

Gu Shenwei looked at the blood all over the ground, and vomiting welled up in his abdomen, this was a problem he had since he was a teenager, it never went away, he just got used to it.

A childish voice sounded from the side, "Father, you have killed again." ”

Gu Shenwei turned his head at the same time as Dubu Wang and saw Luo Ningcha's son.

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