Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

The masked old man raised his arms and shouted, extremely excited. He finally had a chance to speak.

Although the masked Taoist and other casual cultivators cannot confront Wentian, they are similar to other sect leaders and have the right to speak.

Under the words of the masked master, everyone was excited and looked at the group of foreigners with angry expressions.

"That's right, we need to show them some color. It's not their turn to enjoy what our ancestors left behind!"

"It's not just as simple as teaching them a lesson, you have to let them know the pain, so that they will be afraid of China in the future."

"Then destroy them and let them never come back!"

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Those who can speak are those in the later stage of Taoism. The strong ones in the middle stage of Taoism can only agree or tremble at this moment.

This was a scene where strong men gathered together, a scene that Mao Shiba and others had never seen before. Everyone was frightened at this moment, fearing that they would be affected.

The group of white people and black people were also furious at this moment, with big eyes and small eyes, their muscles and bones were rippling, and their strength was overwhelming.

"It's you who have the ability to come out and fight me!"

Fatty shouted directly, pointing at the man with long blond hair.

The man with long blond hair looked at George standing aside, waved his hand and said, "Man, someone ordered me."

George smiled and said, "Then you have to spend time with me."

The two of them didn't show any fear at all, but were very relaxed. They obviously didn't take Fatty seriously, which angered Fatty even more.

Fatty is also a fat man and is of the strength type, so he can compete most directly with this man with long blond hair.

The man with long blond hair stood up, looking at Fatty now, showing his little finger, very arrogant.

"You can not!"

The fat boy was furious and punched the blond-haired man directly. The power of this punch was not small, comparable to the sharp blow of the Taoist in his later period.

"Oh, man, this guy is also a strong cultivator. You are lucky."

George was still smiling on the sidelines, not worried about his best friend at all. This was because he had full confidence and trust.

Sure enough, the blond man didn't panic. He stretched out his fist and easily punched the fat boy.

The fists collided, and terrifying waves and sounds erupted. Everyone changed their color slightly, especially the group of middle-level Taoists or even below, who shivered and retreated.

Mao Shiba and others had already hid in the bronze door through which the skeleton soldiers came out. This wave was too powerful. If they didn't hide, they might be affected.

"The power is good, but it's too weak for me."

The man with long blond hair shook his head and looked at Fatty with a smile on his face.

Fatty was furious, his eyes were red, and the ground shook when he stepped on it.

Then, the light on his fist fluctuated, and there was a bright light. This punch was several times stronger than before.

"Take another hit from me!"

Fatty punched out and blocked the attack. This punch was almost 80% effective, and it was extremely terrifying.

The long blond man's expression condensed. This punch was a bit interesting to him. After all, there were fluctuations in spiritual power.

"I want to try the spiritual power of China today!"

The man with long blond hair swollen his hands and exploded with shocking muscles. These arms were like huge rocket launchers.

Clenching his fists, he punched out with overwhelming force, shocking everyone.

"The West is famous for its strength, and it is well-deserved."

"This group of people are so elusive that we rarely see them. I didn't expect them to be so powerful."

The people around him were extremely pale. They were not kneeling down to lick him, but the man with long blond hair was really strong. Many people present thought they could not resist this punch.

The two clashed again, and their power exploded. The violent sound lasted for a long time, and was extremely terrifying, like thunder from the sky.

Fatty kept retreating, never expecting that he was at a disadvantage, and his face looked extremely ugly at this moment.

"Why, can't you bear this power?"

The man with long blond hair teased again and again, but this was not yet a full force for him.

"hateful!"

Fatty was angry. He was the sect leader of Fatty Sect and the leader of Baiyue Land. He was in charge of many lower-level sects. If he lost to a foreigner, it would be a big loss and humiliation.

"I will kill you with this punch!"

Fatty kept roaring, exerting almost all his power, blessing all the spiritual power in his Dantian, the strongest blow!

George on the side changed his color slightly, reminding the blond-haired man at this moment.

"Man, it's time to use your strength, the other party is serious."

"fine."

The man with long blond hair was not afraid at all, waiting for Fatty's punch.

When Fatty's punch was just a hair away from him, the man with long blond hair moved, his figure was like a ghost, and he easily dodged the attack.

The man with long blond hair immediately punched out, hitting Fatty in the face, sending him flying and hitting the wall of the secret room.

Fatty fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and was unconscious. He was obviously defeated.

His disciples hurried over to help him, showing anger, but no one dared to touch him.

This group of Westerners suddenly shouted and shouted the name of the man with long blond hair, extremely excited.

"with your's!"

George said happily, it was a good start.

"You want to challenge me even though you have such little strength. You really don't want to live or die. If I want to kill him with one punch, I will let him see God."

Naturally, the man with long blond hair would not give up if he won. He would constantly belittle the fat boy to show his strength.

And these sect leaders and casual hermits all looked ugly and extremely depressed. After all, Fatty had lost.

"Don't be so arrogant, I'll deal with you!"

A lean man stood up, wearing a military robe, like a master of Taoism, with an air of immortality.

He is the leader of the Yunwu Sect, and he is extremely powerful, much stronger than Fatty.

In their realms, there is a big gap between the late Taoist period and the late Taoist period, because the difference in accumulation and foundation has been revealed.

But Piaomiaomen was very calm, no one spoke, they just looked at the excitement in the field.

Wentian dismissed this, and he didn't want to take action now unless there was really no one left.

Seeing the lean man stand up, George also stood up and looked at him with a smile.

"My guy had a fight, wouldn't it be bullying him if you come out again?"

"Then I fight you, and then I fight him, okay?!"

The lean man was very arrogant and didn't take the two of them seriously at all.

"Arrogant, you can't pass my test!"

George shook his finger, not paying attention to the lean man at all.

"Then give it a try, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"

The lean man has already taken a stance, as if he is from a martial arts family. His basic skills are very solid and cannot be accomplished in a day.

Everyone was in high spirits. This match was so exciting. They all stared at the two of them without blinking an eye.