The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 91 Wangjie Langjie
But Renzeng's calculations were wrong. He wanted to compare his strength with Loudang, but he was really overwhelmed.

"Ah!!" With a loud roar, the veins on her hands swelled instantly, and she grabbed the spear in her hand and lifted it up vigorously, directly bringing Ren Zengge into the air.

"Get down for me!!" Dang Dang twisted his waist hard, and with a "Peng", Rinzeng's head, who grabbed the gun body, hit the ground heavily like the head of a hammer.

Fortunately, the ground is soft soil. Ren Zeng was shaken for a while, and he wanted to stand up. If it was a little harder, he would have his brain burst just based on the impact just now.

Seeing that Renzeng couldn't stand on the road, he still remembered, how could Dangdang do what he wanted, picked up the spear in his hand, and aimed at his head with a crackling Shaolin stick technique.

After crackling and slapping, Rinzeng, who was beaten up with a bruised nose and face, finally couldn't hold it anymore. He clasped his head in his hands and slammed on the ground, shouting loudly: "Stop hitting, stop hitting, I surrender!!!"

Seeing that his enemy had surrendered and begged for mercy, he laughed resoundingly, raised his foot and kicked his ass hard, kicking him out of the white circle.

He had just warmed up, looked around at the people around him, and shouted loudly: "This fight is not enough, brothers and sisters of the Vajra Sect, how many more of you!!"

Among the crowd, Labrazze patted a dark-skinned girl on the shoulder, "He was defeated, and the King of France ordered him to be spared."

The dark-skinned girl nodded vigorously, "Mn, don't worry, Master." After speaking, she walked out from the crowd and walked towards the loud voice, "I'll try you!!"

Dang Dang heard the prestige and saw a dark-skinned girl walking out of the crowd.

This girl has a very strange appearance. Regardless of her dark skin, the most important thing is her face. Her right eye is a single hanging eye, and her face is covered with black pockmarks the size of sesame seeds. Coupled with that big upturned nose, how ugly it would be How ugly.

When the crowd saw the girl coming out, there was a lot of discussion among them, including several disciples of the Infinite Vajra Sect, who were discussing with each other.

"Isn't this Wangjie Langjie, the personal disciple of Master Labalaze? Didn't expect her to end???"

"Wangjielangjie's Spiritual Heat Saber is superb, this Central Plains man is doomed!"

"Strange, isn't this Wangjie Langjie in retreat? Why did he come out suddenly?"

Hearing the buzzing discussions nearby, she thrust the spear in her hand into the ground forcefully, and shouted at the dark-skinned girl, "Stop talking nonsense, come in if you want to shoot."

At this moment, Xin Chi next to her put her hands in the shape of a trumpet and shouted loudly at Dangdang: "Miss Dangdang, be careful!! Wuliang Vajra Sect is best at swordsmanship. Don't touch her!" The way!!"

The eyes of the nearby crowd were like knives, and they all shot at Xinchao, "No loud noises during the competition!!"

Xinzhi looked at the hostile gazes nearby, laughed a few times, and quickly retracted his head again.

Standing inside the white circle with a long knife on his waist, Wangjie Langjie looked directly at Dang Dang without even pulling out the knife. "I'm a disciple of the Vajra Sect, Wangjie Langjie."

The two stared at each other, and neither of them made a move in advance, and the atmosphere nearby began to become dignified.For a moment, the crowd was surprisingly silent.

Just when the ignorant in the crowd swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, there was a loud noise, she let out a roar, held the spear tightly and lifted it vigorously, and the sharp point of the spear directly stabbed at the ugly girl in front of her. "Evil marksmanship!!"

But in the face of an enemy whose skill is unknown, Xiang Dangdang did not use her full strength, she was going to try this man's skill first.

"Shua!!" A white light flashed, and suddenly a blue-colored long knife appeared in Zhang Jielangjie's right hand. Several crisp sounds sounded, and the white knife light slashed on the resounding gun, and the resounding attack was caught by her. Easily resolved.

Then Wangjie Langjie quickly pointed at Dangdang with a long knife, kicked his legs back, and used inexplicable lightness skills to quickly approach Dangdang.

Naturally, she wouldn't just sit still, a terrifying roar came out of her mouth, and Wangjie Langjie's face turned pale and he staggered a few steps.

Taking advantage of her illness and killing her, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Dang Dang quickly shook the spear in his hand, and the sharp tip of the spear stabbed at Wangjie Langjie's face.

And this lion's roar was clearly heard even by King Pummelabad, who was sitting far away on the high platform. An ugly smile appeared on the corner of his ugly face, and the yellow-brown teeth in his mouth followed suit. He muttered to himself looming.

"It's really interesting that Taiwu actually knows the Lion's Roar Kungfu of the Lion Xiangmen..."

In the center of the competition field, the situation was changing rapidly. When Wangjielangjie was about to be hit, she reacted. As Wangjielangjie tilted her head vigorously, the resounding spear in her hand left a deep scar on her face. Deep bloodstains.

"Raksha Saber Technique!!" Suddenly Wangjie Langjie's expressionless face changed rapidly, and his face was ferocious and frightening for a while, and then smiled wickedly for a while.

The long knife in her hand also became stiff or soft according to the change of her face, making Dangdang a little confused for a while.

"Laugh at you, grandpa!!" Dang Dang shook his spear, no matter what kind of saber technique this black girl used, it would be a set of sixteen shots at her.Huanhou Sixteen Spears was steady and resolute, with extremely strict rules, and directly used his strength to break the tricks, forcing Wangjielangjie to retreat steadily.

Seeing that his left heel had already stepped on the edge of the white circle, Wangjie Langjie became impatient. He stepped on the ground with his right foot and flew up to a height of three feet. He quickly wiped his knife with his left hand. There was a cold light in her hand just now. The blade of the blade was instantly wrapped in a touch of red.

Seeing this scene, the crowd of onlookers suddenly started talking, "Wow, Wangjie Langjie can be forced to use the Spiritual Heat Knife. This Central Plains native can do it."

"So what if she can, once the Spirit Heat Knife is released, she won't be able to last long."

Wangjie Langjie, who was in mid-air, held up the long knife in his hand and slashed hard at Dang Dang. The strange red light on the knife suddenly rose, and a two-foot-long flame came out from the knife, and shot from top to bottom. The sound of the ground flew over.

Seeing this inexplicable flame, Dangdang didn't dare to block it easily, turned over and rolled aside.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the flame hit the position where Dang Dang was just now.

When Xiangdang stood up again, Wangjie Langjie had already landed. Holding the long red knife in her hand, she swiped at Xiangdang quickly again, and the flames reappeared.

(End of this chapter)