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Chapter 1944 Confrontation

Hearing the words, I did not wait for others to speak, and the exotic monk said heavily that the war in the eyes was even stronger.

The decisions of several people are unexpected than Wang Tiezhu.

"Thank you all."

For a while, Wang Tiezhu didn't know how to express his emotions, so he had to thank everyone.

This incident had nothing to do with Shangguanyu and others.

"Since we have already chosen the exercises, it is better to go out, anyway, it will sooner or later you have to face the blood." Mo Xiaotian said deeply, there was a decisiveness in his eyes.

"Okay, it's not too late, let's leave the library."

Wang Tiezhu did not drag the water, and immediately made a decision.

Blood is already waiting for him outside. The longer the library stays, the longer the preparation time for the blood.

As a result, the group did not hesitate to rush directly towards the bottom of the tower.

After passing from Ming Lao again, he was still listless, sitting behind the wooden case and sleeping.

In subconscious, Wang Tiezhu's footsteps slowed down. He already knew that Ming's old strength was strong, and he shot several times to help himself. Of course, he did not dare to make a number.

After crossing the Ming Lao, Wang Tiezhu thought slightly, and stopped, and bowed at the Ming Lao.

Mo Xiaotian and others looked at all this quietly, but they couldn't touch my head.

"Little guy, tell you the truth, the blood is waiting for you outside, you need to be mentally prepared, don't let me down."

The Ming Lao tattoo was not moved, but a passing sound was passed into Wang Tiezhu's ears.

Wang Tiezhu did not respond, but the look was full of determination.

Several people in Mo Xiaotian are naturally unclear. Wang Tiezhu has communicated with Ming Lao several times.

Immediately, the group did not delay time and walked outside the tower.

On the long street outside the tall tower, the blood stood up with a sword, and it exudes a terrible evil spirit.

Blood was firm, staring at the front, he waited for Wang Tiezhu to come out, and then killed it to avenge the younger brother to hate the snow.

But what is not clear is that while he was waiting for Wang Tiezhu, there were eight masters staring at him in secret.

These eight masters are the eight leaders of Tian Yuwei, that is, the eight old -fashioned veterans.

"Boss, although Wang Tiezhu's talent is extremely high, but the blood is the Yuanjing, and the person with the blood demon personally, I am afraid that Wang Tiezhu will not be his opponent."

One of the old people said in worries.

"Yeah, boss, do you still take a shot to stop it?"

Several people are very satisfied with Wang Tiezhu, but the gap between him and blood is too great.

Wang Tiezhu's district is at the peak of the real realm, but the blood is already the Yuanjing. No matter how Wang Tiezhu is against the sky, it is absolutely impossible to fight across the two realms.

"Okay, it's quiet. Do you forget, what did Ming Lao say before we left?"

The boss of the gray clothes frowned and said, why did he not want Wang Tiezhu to take risks, but the old man had issued instructions, and the boss of the gray clothes did not dare to act lightly.

Although Ming Lao didn't bluntly, the boss of the gray clothes was very clear. The other party meant that they would not interfere with the growth process of Wang Tiezhu too much.

When it comes to Ming old, several people dare not say more.

"You can rest assured. Ming Lao hopes that Wang Tiezhu will be experienced, but he is not about to die. We will take the shot at the last moment. Ming Lao will definitely not blame it."

The gray-clothed boss continued to say that this was his real purpose, otherwise, he would not be squatting here with his group of people.

Before the others could breathe a sigh of relief, Wang Tiezhu led Mo Xiaotian and others out of the tower in a swaggering manner.

Looking at Xue Li's fierce light not far away, Wang Tiezhu paused subconsciously. After calming his mind, he raised his feet and continued walking forward.

Mo Xiaotian and others followed Wang Tiezhu unswervingly, fully prepared mentally.

"Wang Tiezhu, I didn't expect you to be quite brave. I thought you planned to stay in the library for the rest of your life."

Xue Li taunted.

If it weren't for the fact that private fights were not allowed in the library, he would have killed Wang Tiezhu just now.

"Is it just you?"

What people didn't expect was that when faced with Yuanjing masters, Wang Tiezhu's face actually showed a hint of contempt.

Mo Xiaotian and others were dumbfounded.

Xue Li's expression froze, and after confirming that he heard correctly, he laughed again.

"Hahaha, Wang Tiezhu, you really surprised me. Can't you still see the situation clearly now?"

"Still think someone will help you this time?"

Xue Li laughed and said with a hint of teasing on his face.

"To be honest, Xue Li, I still look down on you."

"You have been practicing in this city in the sky for a long time, right? Now you are still in the Yuan realm. Do you think you are very powerful?"

"When it comes to talent, I'm way ahead of you. Give me some time and I can surpass you. It won't even be a problem to kill you."

Wang Tiezhu stood proudly with his hands folded on his chest, almost looking at Xue Li with a look of disdain.

Mo Xiaotian's mind couldn't turn around.

Wang Tiezhu swept across Liuhe before, with a higher posture, but he is still cleaning up.

But the Xue Li in front of him is more powerful than Wang Tiezhu. How dare Wang Tiezhu be so arrogant? Isn't this adding fuel to the fire?

As everyone knows, Wang Tiezhu just wants to anger the other party.

The blood demon's combat power was too strong. Even with a few helpers, Wang Tiezhu was still not sure.

Only when the blood demon loses his mind and cannot calm down can Wang Tiezhu find a flaw and the chance of escape will be greatly increased.

Of course, even if Mo Xiaotian and others didn't understand, Wang Tiezhu couldn't explain it here.

At the same time, the monks coming and going around stopped and looked at the group of people confronting each other with interest.

"Who is this person? Since he is so arrogant, he dares to attack Master Xue Li?"

"Yes, I'm afraid this person is looking for death. Apart from Lord Blood Demon, there is no one in Tiankui camp who can stabilize Lord Xue Li."

"Isn't this kid Wang Tiezhu? Although he is a contestant in the big competition, he is very strong, but he is far from being a match for Master Xue Li."

"Isn't this looking for death? How dare you challenge the Yuan Realm in a mere real realm?"

These monks were talking a lot, but their eyes were full of expectations. They wished that the two of them would fight quickly. They didn't want to miss this good show.

Many people have heard about how talented Wang Tiezhu is, but there is such a big difference in their realms that no one is optimistic about Wang Tiezhu.

After hearing the discussion around him, Wang Tiezhu smiled softly, with a smile on his lips, and never took his eyes away from Xue Li.
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