More and more people came. The masters of the secular world surrounded the pavilion. At this time, someone finally stood up to challenge. It was a skinny man in his forties. He was dressed in black and had a scarf tied around his head. He stood there casually, but the people standing outside felt a sense of suffocation.
Someone in the crowd began to discuss, "Do you know who this senior is?"
"I've heard of him. I heard that he's the number one master in Morocco. His aura actually stimulated the aura in my body. I feel like my blood is boiling and my aura is going to be chaotic."
"A master who has broken through the void. He's definitely a master who has broken through the void!"
"I didn't expect there to be such a hermit master in this world!"
"Hehe, he's not a hermit. He's the number one master in Morocco, the patron saint of Morocco, so people from the Dark World rarely go to Morocco to cause trouble!"
"I've heard of him before. It's said that this master's strength can be ranked in the top few in the world. It's just that he usually keeps a low profile, so no one knows much about him."
The man moved his body and casually threw two punches, which caused the air to fluctuate.
The people in the pavilion looked at each other and said, "I didn't expect there to be a master of this level in the secular world. He's also in the early stage of breaking through the void."
When they heard that this man's strength had reached the early stage of breaking through the void, the people outside all showed respect and fear.
The Moroccan master looked into the pavilion, and the light in his eyes was dazzling and sharp. His tone was calm and steady as he said lightly, "The ancient martial arts sects and countries have long agreed that they can come out and accept disciples, but they can't cause too much trouble. It seems that the ancient martial arts sects have been closed for too long and have lost respect for the outside world."
Yuchi Ba suddenly jumped out of the pavilion and cracked his knuckles. His voice was like the ringing of a bell, making everyone's ears buzz. He grinned hideously and said, "It seems that you are one of the best experts in the secular world. No wonder you are so arrogant. Let me teach you a good lesson! Remember my name, Yuchi Ba from the Raging Fire Sect! "
The Moroccan master said calmly, "Graham from Morocco!"
His voice was calm, but the Gang Energy on the surface of his body seemed to be burning. The violent aura made everyone feel suffocated and hot.
Yuchi Ba's eyes were also burning. He laughed and said, "I didn't expect that. Graham, you're the best sparring partner for me!"
Yuchi Ba laughed maniacally. There were also flames burning on his body. Those were not real flames, but scorching Gang Qi. Then, the two of them charged at each other at the same time. The ground shook violently with every step they took. Then, the ground began to crack and gravel flew everywhere.
Yuchi Ba's fist technique was ferocious and overbearing. Every punch had the power to shatter mountains, while Graham's fist technique was agile. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought for more than a hundred moves. Everyone was dazzled and shocked. In their eyes, no matter who it was, even a casual punch from either of them would be enough to kill them directly.
In the end, everyone could not see the figures of the two of them at all. At this time, the two of them suddenly separated and flew backward at the same time. Yuchi Ba flew a few meters away before he stopped. Then, he laughed wildly and said, "Awesome, awesome! Graham, you've lost! "
Graham fell to the ground with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. In terms of moves, the two of them were not the same, but they were both very exquisite, and it was hard to tell who was better. In terms of realm, both of them were in the early stage of Breaking The Void, but Yuchi Ba's use of True Qi was more exquisite than his, almost not wasting any True Qi. Therefore, although the two of them had the same True Qi, the strength they displayed was completely different. Yuchi Ba was slightly better than him.
Graham sighed slightly and said, "I've lost!"
At this time, Hou Zijian suddenly said, "I've seen the person I want."
He suddenly made a move and rushed into the crowd. Those who tried to stop him were all sent flying. Then, he grabbed a young man who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old and flew back to the pavilion with the young man in his hand.
A middle-aged man in his forties roared, "Let go of my son!"
The middle-aged man rushed out of the crowd and punched. His strength had actually reached the peak of Gang Energy. The crowd exclaimed, "Isn't that the 'Angry Fist' Zhang Beihai who has lived in seclusion for many years? I didn't expect him to come too! "
Hou Zijian snorted coldly and unsheathed the long sword in his hand. The sword cut Zhang Beihai's throat like a meteor from outer space. There was only one level of difference in their strength, but the difference was like heaven and earth.
Hou Zijian put the sword back into the sheath. The young man in his hand shouted angrily, "You killed my father, you killed my father!"
Hou Zijian knocked the young man out and said, "This person belongs to me."
Yuchi Ba walked back to the pavilion and said loudly, "I'm afraid that's not right. Didn't we agree to play rock-paper-scissors? "
Xia Zhangdong said lightly, "If we don't do as we agreed, then we'll see who's stronger?"
Hou Zijian then remembered that the most powerful person here was Xia Zhangdong. He immediately threw the young man on the ground and said, "Let's play rock-paper-scissors."
These people gathered together and played rock-paper-scissors. In the end, it was Yuchi Ba who won. Yuchi Ba laughed and said, "I'm still very lucky. I knew that the sect should have sent me."
When the others saw that these people were so excessive, they casually captured people from their territory and used such a shameful method to distribute them. It was as if they were exchanged as goods. Everyone was furious, but there was nothing they could do, because their strength was indeed a little weaker than the other party.
At this time, the crowd began to get restless. They shouted, "Why hasn't Mr. Dragon come yet?"
"Yes, it's time for Mr. Dragon to show up."
"Or Mr. Buddha. We have to teach these arrogant people a lesson."
One by one, these people began to quarrel. Xia Zhangdong's expression was slightly ugly, because he thought of how he had just lost to the injured Young Master Long. It was simply an unspeakable shame, but he would not say it to anyone here.
While the surroundings were noisy, Yu Mei 'er suddenly smiled and said, "Don't fight with me for these two!"
She flew into the crowd like a butterfly. No one resisted, nor did they dodge. They were all immersed in her charming figure and fragrance. Two young men with good figures were directly grabbed out of the crowd and flew back to the pavilion. Yu Mei 'er looked at the two of them with seductive eyes and asked with a chuckle, "Are you willing to go back with me? Hmm? "
The two young men seemed to have lost their minds. They shook their heads crazily and said, "I'm willing, I'm willing."
Yu Mei 'er giggled and was extremely proud of herself.
The others glanced at the two men that Yu Mei 'er had captured. They were only handsome and had good figures, but they did not see any particularly decent bones. It seemed that they were going to be used as tools to replenish their yin, so they were too lazy to snatch them.
The others swept their eyes across the crowd. For them, deterring the experts of this world was only one of their goals. The most important goal was to attract all the experts and then choose their targets to bring back to the sect.
Xia Zhangdong's eyes suddenly lit up and he flew towards the crowd. Several people in the crowd who were blocking in front of him were pierced through by his long sword. For a moment, the crowd was filled with blood. Those people did not want to stop him, but they did not have time to dodge, so they lost their lives. Then, he grabbed a young man in his early twenties in the crowd. That young man seemed to be a fated person that he had his eyes on.
However, before his hand could grab him, he felt a powerful aura coming towards him. Then, a staff smashed down on his head. Hou Zijian used his sword to block it, and with a ding, he was knocked back several meters by this huge force. The people from the Dragon Gate in the crowd could not attack him, so Drunken Top laughed loudly and said, "Great, great, let me see if you can take a few more moves from me!"
Liu Zhen laughed unrestrainedly and said, "You monkeys who don't know where you came from, do you really think that no one in this world can beat you? Oh, and what's your name … Xia Zhangdong, right? You are so shameless. You know that our Dragon Gate Master has been fighting with Wei Sihai and Tokugawa Benxi, and has been seriously injured for a long time. Now, he is recuperating. You actually took this opportunity to challenge our Master. How about it? You are defeated, aren't you? "
Xia Zhangdong felt that his whole face was burning. Only then did the other people from the ancient martial arts sects know that Xia Zhangdong had already challenged Young Master Dragon, one of the two young masters, and he did not even beat the injured Young Master Dragon.
Drunken Top scolded, "Although the Master defeated you, he was originally seriously injured. Now, it has affected the injury of his body. Otherwise, he would have come over and crushed all of you one by one!"
Xia Zhangdong gritted his teeth and said, "Nonsense. I did fight with Young Master Dragon, but the two young masters of the Dark World are just so-so. I couldn't do anything to him, and he couldn't do anything to me."
Many of the masters in the secular world in the crowd heard Xia Zhangdong's words, and they all laughed. Just now, they were killed and robbed by these people from the ancient martial arts world like livestock and goods. Now that the people from the Dragon Gate had come, they finally had a backbone.
Black Dragon looked at Xia Zhangdong, and his body exuded an extremely dangerous aura. His tone was calm, but the calmer it was, the more dangerous it was. "You said that our Dragon Gate Master is just so-so, but you have to see if the saber in my hand agrees."
When they felt Mo Long's terrifying aura, the expressions of the younger generation's outstanding talents from the ancient martial arts sects changed drastically. However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.
Before Black Dragon had time to make a move, a vague figure suddenly appeared in the center of the field. The figure was getting clearer and clearer. Dressed in a robe and wearing a golden mask, Mr. Buddha was standing there!
Black Dragon let go of the saber in his hand, and the murderous aura dissipated. At this time, Mr. Buddha said calmly, "Are you the ones who want to challenge the martial artists in the world? Don't bother. I am alone. You can come together. "
These people looked at each other and felt a deep fear in each other's eyes. Even when facing the various elders of the sect, they had never felt this way. It was as if the other party was a lion, and they were just insignificant ants under the lion's feet.
Shouldn't the masters of the ancient martial arts sects be superior? Shouldn't they be able to easily step on these small figures in the secular world? How did it become like this?
The five of them were extremely panicked, and then all of them could not bear the fear and attacked Mr. Buddha at the same time. The full blow of the five masters of Breaking The Void was all in vain. When they turned around, each of them found that a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in front of them.
Yes, it was just a pair of eyes.
Then, they felt as if they had entered another world. In that world, there was no ground, no sky, only endless darkness. Then, in the darkness, countless iron chains flew over, directly piercing through their bodies, piercing their hearts.
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