Outside the brightly lit heaven and earth, there used to be a bustling wide and long street, but now there are no people, and the sound of silk and bamboo in the nearby teahouses and restaurants is also silent.

Only the invisible breeze flowed in the air of the long street, blowing the red lanterns under the eaves gently swaying.

This couldn't help but make Wang Le, who was standing in the threshold, think that he had entered the uninhabited dead realm.

I saw Qingyangzi, who was carrying his hands on his back, crossed the threshold and walked out of the heavens and earth, stood in front of the steps and stopped.

Seeing this, Wang Le smiled slightly and walked over the threshold to stand next to Qingyangzi, and then restrained his smile and became extremely indifferent, and said without the slightest emotion: "This is pretending to be a ghost, or deliberately putting on a score, come out!"

Speaking of this, Wang Le's tone was heavy, and the anger on his restrained body instantly surged out, and he shouted: "Let the master kill happily!"

This loud drink was full of a murderous intent that was so strong that it could not be dissolved, and the bursts reverberated in the long street without stopping, spreading far away, and couldn't help but make the hearts of the warriors in the nearby teahouses and wine shops sink, as if they felt that the temperature of the world fell instantly, and a trace of chill was born in their bones.

When Wang Le's heart moved, a faint golden light flashed in his indifferent eyes, and his delusional eyes opened instantly, and when he was about to see through the obstacles on both sides of the long street, he saw a man in a teahouse diagonally opposite the heavenly and earthly restaurant walking out alone and coming to the long street.

Wang Le's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were extremely sharp staring at this man in his thirties, wearing a black robe.

Although this man had a serious and serious expression, it still made Wang Le feel that this person was a little perverted and evil.

"If this guy cuts that long hair, he really looks like an old Hong Kong star named Zhang Yaoyang. ”

Wang Le, who had a cold face, was muttering in his heart, and his mind couldn't help but cross the crow played by Zhang Yaoyang in the classic Hong Kong film "Ancient - Confused Boy".

This guy standing on the long street is simply a copy of a crow in terms of appearance and temperament.

At this time, I saw the man look at Qingyangzi and Wang Le who were standing on the steps outside the gate of heaven and earth, and then his eyes stopped on Wang Le, and he looked at him seriously and said, "I want to challenge you!"

Without waiting for Wang Le to speak, he saw Qingyangzi, who had not looked at the man from beginning to end, turned around and walked towards heaven and earth, and did not forget to turn his back to Wang Le and said lightly: "Cook it well early, let's go back and rest." ”

When Wang Le turned his head to look at Qingyangzi, the other party had disappeared into the heavenly and earthly restaurant.

At this time, Qingyangzi's voice rang clearly in Wang Le's ears, and he ordered: "After taking this person's head, you don't have to wait any longer, and directly release the news of challenging the first place on the Xuan List." ”

After listening to Qingyangzi's transmission in the restaurant, Wang Le didn't say anything, silently walked down the steps and stood two meters in front of the man, and said lightly: "Okay, then let's start!"

The man's body was stunned, and the anger in his eyes flashed, because he was despised by the ants of this world, and it was unbearable to treat himself so arrogantly!

"Emperor, this Bai Yujing is not the rampant place of your worldly ants. The man suppressed the anger in his heart and said to Wang Le in a deep voice.

I saw that Wang Le's handsome face showed impatience, as if he could see through the reason for the other party's anger at a glance, and said angrily: "Didn't the master just ask your name." ”

"You!" the man's eyes widened, then he returned to his senses, and then sneered: "Hmph, you want to provoke me before the battle, it's quite beautiful!"

"Huh!" Wang Le immediately rolled his eyes, no longer being ruthless before, and said to the man with a smile: "Don't be sentimental, the master has always opened the door and walked the big road, so he is too lazy to play this trick!"

At this time, Qingyangzi, who was sitting quietly in front of the table in the restaurant, heard Wang Le say this, and his face was full of contempt without concealment, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Hey, open the gate and take the road, what this kid says is better than singing, it's really hypocritical, and the poor road is embarrassed for him." ”

Through this period of getting along, although Qingyangzi can't see through Wang Le, he can be sure that the other party is definitely not a gentleman, especially in dealing with enemies, it can be said that he will do everything.

As for the replica crow standing on the long street outside the restaurant and confronting Wang Le, of course, he didn't believe Wang Le's words when he was killed.

"What is your surname?" Wang Le didn't want to waste any more time, so as not to have too many dreams at night, so he finally asked.

Seeing that the man snorted noncommittally, his pitted face showed a look of pride, and he replied: "Dong Chong, a disciple of the Heavenly King Palace's Blood Sea Battle Sword Fan Rendian!"

"Eh!" Wang Le's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he thought a little speechless in his heart: "How many hatreds and grudges did the young master and this Blood Sea Battle Sword Fan Rendian have in their previous lives, they were entangled with his disciples in the world, and now they have just come to the martial arts world and met his disciples again. ”

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but make a difficulty, although in the mundane world he killed Fan Rendian's personal disciple Dou Xiaodou, but the other party didn't know that he did it.

Now in front of the audience, if this Dong Chong is killed, then the enmity with Fan Rendian will be completely concluded.

When he was still in Sijiu City, Wang Le knew from Li Mubai that the Blood Sea Battle Sword Fan Rendian and the Nanhua Blood Sword Han Kuoshui were the two most famous killing stars under the Heavenly Rank of the Martial Arts Realm.

As long as Wang Le thought about the horror of the cold water, he couldn't help but be full of fear of the person who had always heard of his name and had never met the bloody sea battle knife.

Although Wang Le's heart fluctuated because Dong Chong reported his home, his face was always calm, as if he had never heard of the thunderous name of the Blood Sea Battle Knife.

When Dong Chong saw Wang Le's expressionless face, he immediately felt a fist hit the cotton, and he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

You must know that before this, Dong Chong only needs to report that he is a disciple of Fan Rendian, the Blood Sea Battle Sword of the Heavenly King Palace, and no one dares to underestimate him.

"Sure enough, it's a worldly ant who has never seen the world, and he doesn't even know Dong's teacher, it's really playing the piano to the cow!" Dong Chong said with a cold snort.

I saw Wang Le sneering and said, "How powerful is your master's Blood Sea Battle Knife?"

Without waiting for Dong Chong to speak, Wang Le said again: "This head-to-head confrontation is a matter between you and me, and it has nothing to do with your Dong Chong's mentor." ”

"You!" Dong Chong was once again squeezed speechless by Wang Le, and the anger in his heart was like a suppressed active volcano, ready to explode at any time!

Dong Chong, who had a gloomy face, took a deep breath of cold air and exhaled slowly, forcibly regaining his composure, with an undisguised strong murderous voice, and said slowly to Wang Le in a cold voice: "Emperor, Dong will definitely trample your worldly ant under your feet!"