Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

The old masked man raised his arms and shouted, extremely excited, now he finally has a chance to speak.

Although the old way of masking and other casual cultivators can't fight against Wentian, they are not much different from other sect masters and have the right to speak.

Under the masked old-fashioned words, each group was passionate, and they looked at the group of foreigners angrily.

"Yes, you have to show them some colors. It is not their turn to enjoy what our ancestors left behind!"

"It's not just as simple as teaching them, you have to let them know the pain, and then you will be afraid of Hua Guo in the future."

"Then destroy them, let them come back and forth!"

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What can be said is the existence of the later stage of the Taoist, and the strong person of the middle stage of the Taoist can only agree or tremble at this moment.

This is a scene where the strong gather, Mao Shiba and others have never seen it before, all of them are terrified at this moment, afraid of being affected.

The group of whites and blacks was also full of anger at this moment, with big eyes and small eyes, their muscles and bones fluctuating, and their strength overwhelming.

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

The fat boy shouted directly, pointing to the man with long blond hair and said.

The man with long blond hair looked at George on the side and waved his hand: "Man, someone clicked on me."

George laughed and said, "Then you have to be with others."

The two of them didn't mean to be afraid at all. On the contrary, they were very relaxed. Obviously they did not put the fat boy in their eyes, which angered the fat boy even more.

The fat boy is also a fat man, he is a strength type, and he can compete directly with this golden long-haired man.

The long-haired man stood up, looking at the fat boy, showing his little thumb, very arrogant.

"You can not!"

The fat boy was furious and hit the golden long-haired man directly with a punch. This punch was not small in power, comparable to the powerful blow of the Taoist later.

"Oh, buddy, this guy is also a strong repairer. Blessed are you."

George was still smiling, not worried about his close friends at all, this was full of confidence and trust.

Sure enough, the blond man didn't panic, his fist stretched out, and he easily confronted the fat boy with a punch.

The fists collided, and horrible fluctuations and sounds erupted. Everyone was slightly discolored, especially those in the middle stage and below the group of Taoists, trembling directly, and retreated.

Mao Shiba and others have already hid in the bronze gate where the skeleton soldier came out at this moment. The fluctuation is too strong. If they don't hide, they might be affected.

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

The long-haired man shook his head and looked at the fat boy with a smile on his face.

The fat boy was burning with anger, his eyes were red, and he was shaking when he stepped on the ground.

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

"Eat me again!"

The fat boy blasted out with a punch, pressing away, this punch was almost 80% of the performance, extremely terrifying.

The expression of long golden hair condensed, this punch was a bit interesting to him, after all, there was a fluctuation in spiritual power.

"Hua Guo's spiritual power, I want to try it today!"

The long-haired man with blond hair bulged his hands and burst out amazed muscles. This arm was almost like a huge rocket launcher.

Clenched his fists, struck out with one punch, the power was overwhelmed, and shocked everyone.

"The West is known for its strength, and it really deserves its reputation."

"This group of people are so fascinating, they rarely see them at all. I didn't expect them to be so powerful."

The people around were extremely pale, not kneeling and licking, but the man with long blond hair was really strong, and many people present thought they could not resist this punch.

The two banged against each other again, the power exploded, and the violent sound lasted for a long time, which was extremely terrifying, like a sky thunder.

The fat boy kept retreating, never expected that he would be at a disadvantage, his face was very ugly at this moment.

"Why, can this strength be overwhelmed?"

The long-haired man made fun of him again and again, but he hasn't used his full strength yet.

"hateful!"

Fat Boy is angry. He is the head of the Fat Boy Gate and the head of the Baiyue Land. He rules many lower schools. If he loses to foreigners, he will be embarrassed.

"I will kill you with this punch!"

The fat boy roars constantly, almost using all his strength, blessing all the spiritual power in his dantian, the strongest blow!

George on the side changed his color slightly, reminding the man with long blond hair.

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

"It's okay."

The long-haired man was not afraid at all, waiting for the fat boy's punch.

When the fat boy's punch was a few minutes away from him, the long-haired man with golden hair moved, his figure was like a ghost, and he easily escaped the attack.

The long-haired man with blond hair then blasted out a punch, directly hitting the fat boy's face, blasting him with a punch, and slamming him into the secret room wall.

The fat boy fell to the ground, foaming continuously, and he was awake, obviously defeated.

His disciples hurriedly ran to help, showing indignation, but no one dared to move one or two.

This group of Westerners suddenly shouted, shouting at the name of the long-haired man with golden hair, extremely excited.

"with your's!"

George said happily, a good start.

"I want to challenge me even with this strength. I really want to live and die. If I want to kill him, I will let him go to see God."

The man with long blonde hair won't stop there, he will continue to belittle the fat boy, in order to show his strength.

And these martial sect masters and scattered cultivator hermits were all unsightly and extremely depressed, after all, the fat boy had lost.

"Don't be mad, I will deal with you!"

A lean man stood up, wearing a martial robe, like a master of Taoism, with the meaning of immortal wind and Tao bones.

He is the sect master of the Cloud Mist Gate, extremely powerful, much stronger than the fat boy.

In these realms, there is a big gap between the later stage of Taoist and later stage of Taoist, because the difference in accumulation and foundation has been revealed.

But the mysterious door was very calm, no one spoke, just a faint look at the excitement in the field.

Wentian dismissed it, and now he didn't want to make a move unless there was really no one.

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

"My guy planned to fight, don't you come out to bully him?"

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

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

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

George shook his fingers, not paying attention to the thin man at all.

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

The lean man has already put on his posture, as if he is a member of a family of martial arts, his basic skills are very solid, and he is by no means a day job.

Everyone was in high spirits. The game was so good to watch, they were staring at the two of them, without blinking.