"You beat my brother?" Wang Batian looked at Li Zongming coldly and questioned him with a high voice. He looked arrogant and domineering, shouting impatiently: "You commit suicide, leave you a whole body! You dare not take my Wang family seriously and beat my Wang family!"

"Boy, do you know you're wrong? You dare to hit me!" The young master Wang behind him looked excited. With Wang Batian as his backing, he became bolder again. He forgot all the things that had been slapped in the face before. He only remembered the humiliation that Li Zongming gave him, and looked at Li Zongming with resentment.

"Are all the people in your Wang family so domineering?" Li Zongming frowned and looked at Wang Batian. He was so angry that he was so angry that he actually wanted to give him a whole body as soon as he spoke...

Wang Batian said with a look of course: "Domeduao? Whoever has a bigger fist is right! This is reality!"

"Then, I am better than you, so I can bully you at will?" Li Zongming said thoughtfully.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone in the Wang family laughed and looked at Li Zongming like a fool.

Wang Batian sneered: "You are a little first-grade spiritual master, can you be stronger than my Wang family?" Wang Batian is qualified to say such words. He is a genius in the realm of the fourth-grade spiritual master and the thirty-sixth genius on the list of Fengyun.

He is strong and learns the unique skills of the king. In his eyes, the first-class spirit master is an ant!

Li Zongming had nothing to say. The Wang family clearly bullied him by force. He could only draw his sword to express his attitude. He rushed out of the inn with Tian Xuanhu and stood on the street and quietly waited for Wang Batian.

The warriors around were attracted...

"Tsk tsk, the kid of a first-grade spiritual master wants to challenge Wang Batian, this is big news!"

"What's good about it? The result is already destined. This kid overestimates himself and wants to challenge Wang Batian, and he will die. Those who challenged Wang Batian in the past either die or become disabled, and become a waste!"

"Hey, don't underestimate others. Others are also geniuses. When they entered the city, they would torture Wang Shao and his group of followers!"

"Can Mr. Wang compare with Wang Batian? Mr. Wang is just a playboy who walks his dog. Wang Batian is a genius of the Wang family. He is at the level of a fourth-grade spiritual master at the age of 22! Even if this young man can challenge him above the level, he can't beat Wang Batian!"

The warriors around them were talking and commenting...

The showdown between Li Zongming and Wang Batian also attracted many people to come. In the restaurant on one side, two men and one woman appeared. The man was handsome and elegant, and the woman was as beautiful as a flower. When they saw the three warriors, they all left with a look of awe on their faces.

"The people from the Ling family are here too!"

"I didn't expect that this kid could actually attract people from the Ling family!"

"The Ling family is the most powerful family in Fengyun City. Even the three major sects are not as good as the ones. I heard that the Ling family has a master family in Fenglin Royal City. The Ling family has a genius, the ninth-grade spiritual master of Ling Taichu, firmly sits first in the Fengyun List, and even occupy a place in the royal city. The name of genius is well-known!"

The warriors in the restaurant were talking, looking at the three young people in awe from time to time. Although these three young people were not as good as the genius of the Ling family, they were also famous on the list...

Everyone is a fifth-grade spiritual master at the level of a genius, and occupies the top 20 geniuses on the list.

"Wang Batian is bullying people again? It seems that their Wang family is becoming more and more domineering! Should we save the boy of that first-grade spirit master? The eighteen-year-old first-grade spirit master is also a genius!" Among the two men and one woman, a man in a blue shirt looked at the confrontation on the street and smiled faintly.

His name is Ling Wudi. The seventh-grade spiritual master is at the realm of the 8th Storm List...

"The Wang family has always been like this. They think that their family has three spiritual king-level masters, so they don't take others seriously. Yelang is arrogant and has a small vision!" The woman in a yellow dress said with disdain. Her name is Ling Fengxue, the cultivation level of a fifth-grade spiritual master is ranked 20th on the Fengyun List.

"More than one Wang family? Fengyun City's territory, except for my Ling family, each of the other three sects is like this. He has a small vision, has no knowledge, and has never seen the masters outside. He always thinks they are the local emperors of Fengyun City! If he goes to the royal city to take a look, they will know that the spiritual king-level masters are as numerous as cows in the royal city!" Another sneered, with his expression full of disdain for the so-called major forces in Fengyun City. His name is Ling Feng, and his cultivation level is the tenth in the Fengyun List.

"Their group of people have such a big vision, and the Spirit King is their goal for the rest of their lives. But our Ling family's children cannot have such a small vision. The Spirit King is not our goal, and the Earth Emperor-level master is not our goal. Our goal is Xuan Emperor! If you don't call yourself an emperor for a day, you will be an ant for your whole life!" Ling Wudi sighed..

"Acclaimed emperor! Only Brother Taichu has hope in our Ling family!" Ling Fengxue and Ling Feng said generously.

"That's it, we should not give up! In a month, it will be the day when the ancient secret realm is opened once every 108 years. At that time, geniuses around 100 cities will gather in my Fengyun City, and even people will come to the royal city. Only then will the real genius compete for the battle, and all young people under the age of thirty can enter the ancient secret realm. The ancient secret realm is our opportunity. According to the older generation, there are countless spiritual medicines, spiritual weapons, and many inheritances there! Some people can even obtain the imperial level inheritance. If we obtain the imperial level inheritance, then there is hope of becoming an emperor!" Ling Wudi looked indifferent, but his eyes were full of burning heat.

"Ancient Secret Realm!" Ling Fengxue and his two expressions were moved.

"Look at the battle between Wang Batian and this grade spirit master, I always think this grade spirit master can beat Wang Batian!" Ling Wudi changed his topic again and pointed out the window and said.

His words made Ling Fengxue and the others look at Li Zongming strangely... Ling Wudi's accurate vision is famous among his peers! They made the two of them feel worried about this suspenseless battle...

On the street, Wang Batian looked at Li Zongming proudly: "I have to say that you have the courage to challenge me! I thought you didn't even dare to take action. For your courage, I won't throw your body out and feed the monsters, and leave you a whole body!"

Looking at Wang Batian's arrogant face, Li Zongming lost his mood to talk to him: "Stop talking nonsense, I still have to go back to sleep!"

Wang Batian's face turned cold and became gloomy, and he smiled angrily: "Okay, you have really angered me. It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you, a little first-grade spiritual master, can bully me, Wang Batian!"

"Brother, beat this arrogant boy to death!" Wang Shao said with jealousy.

Wang Batian smiled evilly and raised his fist. His domineering aura came to his face, as if his fist was an emperor, full of domineering aura, and he smashed Li Zongming hard...

"The King of Kings and Boxers" is the Wang family's unique skills, which are extremely powerful. It seems that Wang Badao is really angry and actually uses the King of Kings and Boxers to deal with the boy of this level of spiritual master. This boy is probably going to smash it with one punch!"

The warriors around were in an uproar and recognized Wang Batian's punch.

The boxing posture is very domineering, as if there is only one punch in the world, and there is nothing else. One punch is domineering every day!

Li Zongming had no expression on his face and did not raise his fist to face Wang Batian!

boom!

A roar like thunder sounded...

Li Zongming took a step back half a step, but Wang Batian took three steps back!

Everyone around opened their mouths wide and screamed in surprise: "How is it possible? Wang Batian is not as good as the boy of that first-grade spirit master. Wang Batian is the cultivation level of a fourth-grade spirit master!"

"Genius, what is a genius! That is, a person with combat power far exceeds his peers is called a genius! The boy of this rank of spiritual master is undoubtedly a genius!"

"What about Wang Batian? He is the 36th place in the Fengyun List!"

"Wang Batian is a genius, but there are levels among geniuses!"

The people around him were talking, which made Wang Batian look shy and angry. He wanted to kill Li Zongming and establish his authority with one punch, but he did not expect that he would lose instead, which greatly reduced his reputation!

His eyes were fierce, his eyes became more and more cruel, and he looked at Li Zongming: "Okay, I didn't expect that there were two brushes, no wonder I dared not take my Wang family seriously!"

His fist waved up again, and the momentum became even more terrifying. He hit Li Zongming's head and shouted angrily: "Go to die!"

A huge fist shadow flashed, and the air was blasted by his fist...

Li Zongming's expression condensed and became a little solemn...

This punch has the power of a fifth-grade spiritual master...

If he was going to take a punch, he would undoubtedly be seriously injured.

The Moon-Slaying Sword was held in the hand, and the strong wind rose...

The first sword!

His body flashed, and his sword thrust the fist shadow, he took dozens of steps back, gritted his teeth and shot out the second sword again!

Countless sword energy burst out and rushed towards Wang Batian crazy...

Wang Batian roared angrily, and a golden fist appeared, full of the domineering aura of the emperor, and came!

Countless sword energy was like entering the quagmire, bombarded by golden fists!

Li Zongming's face was solemn, but he was not panicked, and he took out the third sword!

The golden fist was poked!

The fourth sword!

Li Zongming didn't even stop his anger. Wang Batian was a little powerful. He could not fight a protracted battle with him. He couldn't afford to consume it. He wanted to defeat Wang Batian in one breath!

As soon as the fourth sword was released, Wang Batian took a few steps back and his offense was slightly reduced!

Li Zongming seized the fighter plane and controlled the attack power in his hands, and produced the fifth sword!

Wang Batian even retreated and was shaken and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The Sixth Sword!

A trace of horror flashed in Wang Batian's eyes, gathering energy in his body, running wildly, his fists came out at the same time, his fists shining golden, like gold...

boom!

The two of them flew backwards...

As soon as Li Zongming landed, his figure was like lightning and rushed straight to Wang Batian and left, and the seventh sword slashed the moon!

A huge phantom of the sword body appeared, like a crescent moon, slashing towards Wang Batian fiercely...

Wang Batian was shocked and went backwards wildly...

However, no matter how fast he retreated, he was not as fast as the Seventh Sword!

boom!

The seventh sword slashed Wang Batian hard and slashed him away!

After the seven swords, Wang Batian was killed dozens of meters away and became a bloody man!
Chapter completed!