Chapter 30

"Since you are stubborn, I don't mind training you for the fire religion!" the man's eyes suddenly cooled and shouted in a deep voice after being rejected many times.

Then, I saw the middle-aged man take a step forward. I didn't know when he had another long sword in his hand, and swept away towards Wang Yan with an ethereal blue light.

The sword move is light and flighty. It seems casual, but it contains infinite killing opportunities and power.

"Break the army!" Wang Yan on one side was not willing to fall behind. He roared and turned to the horizontal knife. The red fire dragon on the long knife jumped at the middle-aged man with open teeth and claws.

Ding

A crisp voice came, as if through the eternal years, and as if from the voice outside the sky, giving people an illusory and heavy feeling.

When swords and swords intersect, the extreme light bursts out from the intersection, like a dazzling sun, completely covering the afterglow of the sunset and dispersing the red glow in the sky.

A layer of invisible air waves rushed around, raging everywhere, and all objects were shattered.

The people who had retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena changed their faces again and rushed to the stage, scrambling for fear that the fish in the pond would be affected later. They can't watch the competition between the two. Even so under one move, if it leads to a war, the consequences can be imagined.

Boom

Then the thunder burst, and the dust filled the sky. The martial arts field began to vibrate, which led the people to retreat quickly again. They were deeply afraid of bringing disaster to the fish in the pond.

The two figures quickly retreated towards the rear. After withdrawing five or six meters, the middle-aged man then inserted his long sword into the ground to stabilize his shape.

Wang Yan, on the other hand, stepped on his feet and retreated from a distance of more than ten meters. Where he passed, he printed a deep gully, and his footprints fell deeply into it, which was very ferocious.

The long knife rubbed the ground and burst out hot sparks, bringing a sharp and harsh friction sound.

"But so!" Wang Yan took a long breath and drank coldly. Like a rainbow!

"Nine rank warrior?" this time, the middle-aged man did not have the previous indifference, frowned slightly and asked suspiciously.

The nine rank warrior is only one step away from the king warrior. He can be called strong. He really has arrogant capital.

Seeing that he is at most in his early twenties, he has reached such a point that the middle-aged can't help sighing. It seems that the fire sect has a great talent again. Sigh secretly. It seems that the Han family is in big trouble this time!

"Today, those who stand in my way are dead!" spit out a spit, Wang Yan roared, his momentum soared again, and his bones rubbed and exploded. At this moment, he was infinitely close to the ranks of Wang Wu.

"Arrogant boy, it seems that the fire sect didn't teach you well, so let me teach you a lesson!" the man drank softly, his momentum increased again, and the blue armor around him seemed to become deeper. If you let him kill the Han family in front of you, how can Donglin mountain gain a foothold in Tianfeng kingdom in the future!

In my hand, the long sword hummed! The blue breath covered the sword body firmly. In a moment, the long sword expanded several times, revealing the cold breath.

"Third order king warrior!" Wang Yan's eyebrows showed a trace of dignity, which was stronger than he thought. There was a trace of heaviness in his heart. He turned his head and looked at Wang Chen, who was seriously injured in the stands. His eyes were firm again. As long as Wang Chen was here, he had to fight to the end!

The wind is howling, the dust is all over the sky, and the depressed atmosphere makes people breathless. On the stage, all the people gathered here are holding their breath and watching the two people in the martial arts field. There are only two of them in the empty field. They have great momentum and strong sense of war!

At this moment, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme. Wang Yan's strength was once again surprising. He thought he was just an ordinary warrior. He didn't expect to reach the level of level 9. He was one step away from Wang Wu. He was so young and so amazing.

On the other side, Donglin mountain sent a third-order king warrior. It can be seen that who wins and who loses in the battle between dragon and tiger? The hearts of the people hung close to their voices.

Such a fierce battle is rare in Qingfeng city.

"Ha ha... Donglin mountain is a sudden child. You are not qualified to teach my apprentice!" just when everyone thought the war was about to break out, a laugh came from a distance.

Then, I saw a figure shooting from the sky in the distance under the sunset! In the twinkling of an eye, it has come to the martial arts field.

Landing slowly, without a sound, as if standing in place all the time.

"Emperor Wu!"

"Oh, my God! It's the emperor warrior!"

One wave is not even, another wave rises again, and there is an uproar on the stage!

Before, the appearance of Wang Yan and the strength of Donglin mountain people surprised everyone, but those sects only showed a slightly surprised look. At the moment, even these people can't keep silent! Huangwu is an absolute super strong. The whole Tianfeng kingdom can't find a few. Looking at Northern Xinjiang, which Huangwu is not famous and popular for a time!

Even many sects can't even take out a king warrior. It can be seen that it is rare. The addition of a king warrior can make an unknown small sect soar in status and enter the ranks of the front-line sects.

At the moment, such a super strong man unexpectedly appeared in the Han family. And no accident should be the people of the fire sect!

The man is about 50 years old, but he really doesn't dare to compliment!

Dressed in a sloppy coarse linen coat, skinny, dark skin, and messy hair, it's like a chicken nest. I don't know how many years it hasn't been cleaned, and I carry a blackened gourd bottle in my hand.

If it weren't for the momentum and strength shown just now, no one would look at him as a martial artist, but as a homeless poor old man!

Because of this, people looked at him with strange eyes. Such a strong man was dressed like this, which made people cry and laugh. It seemed to ease the atmosphere.

Standing in front of Wang Yan, the old man opened the gourd and poured a mouthful of wine. Then he blinked! He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the middle-aged man in Donglin mountain. His eyes, which were slightly turbid and matte, suddenly burst out an amazing light. Then he said to the sky: "hahaha... Why, when is it Donglin mountain's turn to take charge of my fire sect? You can teach me a lesson, too? Get out of here as soon as possible!"

Lao Tzu looked like the king of heaven. His voice fell down. He seemed to wave easily with one hand. In an instant, a terrible wave broke out, forcing the man of Donglin mountain to step back and withdraw more than ten meters to stabilize his body!

These words and Lao Tzu's roaring appearance made everyone almost fall to the ground. These words are really overbearing. What's more amazing is his abnormal strength. With a wave, a third-order Wang Wu withdrew more than ten meters. What strength is this!

Until this moment, people knew that he was Wang Yan's master. Sure enough, there must be his disciples if there is a teacher! What is carved out of a mold is so overbearing, but the image of the old man and the overbearing words have more flavor and more bang.