"Don't be afraid of Li Yang. Brother Wudao is here, no one can bully you again!"

When Ye Wudao saw that the Li Yang Empress had lost her composure, he hurriedly returned and pretended to be heartbroken.

Then, he suddenly turned around, stared at the scar-faced bald man in the light curtain, and rushed to the sky with anger: "So brave, it's just that you bullied my Li Yang, right?"

"Disciple Kunlun, I will give me the order, and I will go to the Heihu Village in Qunan City and pick up the head of this sage's neck for this saint!"

Ya Changhai also came back, with a few more injuries on his body. Although he was at the peak of the martial arts master, he was obviously not the opponent of the son of luck in terms of hard power.

He originally planned to admit defeat and didn't want to provoke Ye Wudao again.

But after hearing Ye Wudao's brainless words, he couldn't help but talk too much: "Saint Lord Wudao, be good, be a person, stop showing his IQ anymore."

"Since Gu Feng has rescued the Queen Li Yang, he must have killed this scar-faced bald man..."

"Ah, Gu Feng is only thirteen years old now. I heard that he is still a waste. How could he be an opponent in the Martial King Realm?"

"There must be something happening during this period. The scar-faced bald man might not be dead yet!"

"And like us, I have cultivated into the Martial Lord, lived for thousands of years, and was still hidden in a corner, waiting for the Holy Lord to find him!"

Ya Changhai noticed Ye Wudao's murderous intent and quickly changed his words.

But why is this murderous intent becoming more and more intense?

...

In the light curtain, Gu Feng vomited a mouthful of blood. Looking at the bandits in the Heihu Village who were surrounding him again, he was not panicked and was still calm.

"Young Master Gu, do you regret it now?" The bald scarred man looked at Gu Feng with a sneer, obviously already recognized Gu Feng's identity.

His heart was a little hot. He always enjoyed killing people, but killing ordinary people could no longer satisfy his perverted habits.

If you can kill a peerless genius and cut off the bones of ancient style inch by inch... that feeling, just thinking about it, is like ascension to the immortal!

"Repent? Just you?"

Gu Feng sneered, but he was at the peak of the great martial arts master, and he was not afraid of a strong man in the fourth level of the Martial King Realm.

"What does it mean?" The scar-faced bald man had been in the road for many years and noticed something was wrong.

"My trip is to practice swords to seek breakthroughs. Now, the time has come, so...break through!"

Gu Feng slashed out with a sword, and his aura suddenly increased ten times. Before he set out the sword, he was only at the peak of the great martial arts master, but after he set out the sword, he had already broken through to the Martial King realm!

"Young King Wu?"

"Thirteen-year-old King Wu?"

"How is this possible?!"

The scar-faced bald man was shocked. Gu Feng had just entered the realm of King of Martial Arts, but the power of that sword was hard to resist.

Blood light appears!

Another scar on his face that was deep enough to be a sword bone!

"There are three lords in Heihu Village. If you don't want to die, call out the other two lords!"

After breaking through the Martial King Realm, Gu Feng was so fierce that he was just a level of heaven. He chased a Martial King of the Fourth Heaven, but was still surrounded by hundreds of martial artists and great martial artists.

...

In front of the light curtain, this scene also shocked everyone. They were not as mentally retarded as Ye Wudao, so they naturally would not believe Ya Changhai's statement. They knew that since Gu Feng lived to this day, the scar-faced bald man must have died.

However, they had imagined countless ways to break through the deadlock for Gu Feng, but none of them were so simple and crude!

"Young King Wu?"

"Thirteen-year-old King Wu?"

"How is this possible?!"

Although everyone here is a big shot, and his realm is more than one or two higher than the scar-faced bald man, he still screams the same.

They were surprised to see Gu Feng as a great martial artist before, but they were not unacceptable.

After all, Gu Feng’s strength is too high now, and it is normal to be abnormal when he was young.

But the young King Wu is still the thirteen-year-old King Wu!

What is this concept?

For tens of thousands of years, those who are qualified to reach this point have not fallen halfway through the journey. In the end, they all stepped through the void and ascended to the upper realm!

Everyone couldn't help looking at Ye Wudao. This was also a rare genius, and he was also a favorite of heaven and earth who had the fortune of the Heavenly Continent. He was the protagonist of this era.

But according to investigation, when he was thirteen years old, he seemed... still lamenting his unfair fate, and he was in a brothel, right?

"I……"

"I haven't encountered any opportunity at this age, so I definitely won't be as good as him, but it's also amazing that I became King of Martial Arts at the age of nineteen."

"If he is in a different place, he may not be as good as me!"

Ye Wudao's face turned red and he forced a wave of explanation.

"Yes, yes... You didn't encounter any opportunity when you were thirteen, and you were not as good as others."

"It's been more than a thousand years now, but the opportunity has not come yet. I was shot and exploded!"

"By the way, you seem to be hundreds of years older than someone, right?"

The strong-mouthed king is coming out to destroy the situation again.

...

In the Chaos Divine Refining Formation, the system controlled the Kunlun Mirror, and also sensed a trace of the situation outside, and laughed loudly.

"How can an old guy who is half dead and dies as good as this system?"

"At the same age and the same level, the host chosen by this system is the son of luck chosen by the old man with white beard!"

Immediately, the system couldn't help but look at Gu Feng, who had sealed himself and closed his eyes and waited for death.

In fact, Golden Finger and other things are secondary. In this small world, the means of a strong man in the upper world to train disciples will not be worse than that of him.

The most important thing is to look at the host!

...

"What's the situation with the Li Yang Empress?"

"Didn't you say he's a waste?"

"If the thirteen-year-old Martial King is a waste, then the Holy Lord\Lord\Lord of the Country\Lord of the Family also wants to be a waste!"

“…”

The heads of eighteen super forces, including Qingming Divine Mountain, Dayou Divine Kingdom, Gongsun Family, and other 18 super forces, jointly issued a letter of protest, questioning the inaccurate information of the Liyang Empress.

The Li Yang Empress was also confused: "I remember that he was just a waste, a waste recognized by the three major families in Qunan City!"

...

"Don't make a noise, just look at it!"

"I admit that the ancient devil's breakthrough in King Wu at the age of thirteen was amazing and even very evil, but the world was impermanent, and there was no genius without falling in history!"

"The three strong people in the Martial King Realm of Black Tiger Village, among which the Great Village Master is still the Ninth Heaven of the Martial King. Even if I have just broken through to the Martial King Realm, I will fight to the death when facing such battles."

"Gu Feng, maybe you will have to pay the price for his arrogance today, and it is unknown if you are beaten up!"

As a qualified flower protector, Ye Wudao certainly had to stand up and block the arrows for the Li Yang Empress. He smiled evilly and evilly.

Ya Changhai was speechless: "At this moment, I think you are more like a villain than Gu Feng."

Ye Wudao: "..."

...

In the light curtain, Gu Feng and the three masters of Heihu Village fought. Faced with the three Martial Kings, he was indeed in a certain danger.

But suddenly, the wind stopped and the sound was silent.

The bandits in the Heihu Village who were missing their arms and legs were still wailing, while the three major village leaders nearby were still roaring, but no sound was made.

...

"What's going on? Is the Kunlun mirror stuck?" Ya Changhai complained in front of the light curtain.

The Lord of Qingming Divine Mountain is old, experienced and knowledgeable, and shook his head solemnly: "No, this is the memory of ancient style. We look at the light curtain world from his perspective."

"This is... Gu Feng can't hear the sound from the outside world!"

"He was caught in an epiphany!"

...

The next moment.

In the light curtain, the mountain wind continued to blow violently, the bandits in the Black Tiger Village were still screaming miserably, and the three major village leaders were still shouting gloomy.

Gu Feng stabbed out with a sword, and divided three sword lights, and the unparalleled sword energy rushed straight to the three village masters!

No, that is not sword energy, but... sword intent!

Under the three wisps of sword intent, a scar-faced bald man and a tall and thin man with triangular eyes were pierced through the middle of his eyebrows and died on the spot.

Only the great village lord with the highest cultivation level barely blocked the sharpness of the sword intent, but his weapons were shattered.
Chapter completed!