Zheng Xinghai has a tall figure, sharp eyes, and outstanding temperament, just like an unsheathed sword.

He held a scimitar with a golden silk-edged sword in his right hand. When he saw the person in front of him, he snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "The sixth level of the great martial arts master dares to challenge me. Today, he will break your arms and let you teach you a long lesson."

Before he finished speaking, he disappeared immediately.

When he appeared again, he was already behind Zhan Wuque and slashed hard with one knife.

This is an extremely skillful body and martial art, as fast as a shock.

If it were an ordinary warrior, I would probably not even have time to plead for mercy and withdraw.

It was time to say that the scimitar was about to fall, and two white fingers suddenly stretched out to clamp the scimitar.

The amazing scimitar just now couldn't move.

"What! How is this possible"?

Zheng Xinghai's pupils shrank.

The next moment, a fist passed through his chest.

Zheng Xinghai's whole body dissipated with a "bang".

After all, he is just a battle phantom.

There is only a trace of consciousness.

Patting the corner of his clothes, Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed with disappointment.

The fifth place in the Dragon List is actually just this little strength, and even one-tenth of his strength cannot be stopped.

I just heard what others said outside the hall, it was the list of geniuses and the list of geniuses. I thought it was so powerful, but now it seems that it is just that.

Zhan Wuque was originally planning to start from fifth and challenge until the first place, but now he looks at it, but there is no need to.

The fifth is so miserable, and the fourth is almost the same as the third.

Meanwhile, simulate outdoors.

A group of people were staring at the closed door, staring blankly.

"It's been three breaths, this kid should be dead, right?"

"It's still worth looking at. You must be dead. Zheng Xinghai is most famous for his series of eighteen death-taking swords. It is rumored to be a mysterious top-grade martial arts fragment, which is amazingly powerful"!

"Haha, I guess this kid should be dismantled now and will die without a complete body."

"This is the price of overestimating one's own abilities"!

Everyone was talking.

The man in black glanced at the closed stone door and waved to the pretty girl.

It was obvious that he thought Zhan Wuque had died inside and was ready to let the girl enter.

But the girl did not come over, but instead looked behind him in a daze, looking like a ghost.

The other people's reactions were similar to those of the girl, and they were all dumbfounded.

The man in black frowned and was a little angry at his ignorance.

But the next moment, he seemed to think of something and turned around quickly.

A young man was standing at the entrance of the stone chamber, his face was faint and his breath was stable, and it was Zhan Wuque!

He was dressed in white, spotless, and was exactly the same as when he entered the house.

"this……"!

The man in black looked shocked.

How is this possible when challenging the fifth place in the Tianlong List?

Generally speaking, there are only two possible cases of this.

The first type is that the challenger is too strong than the challenger, and he will directly crush and win.

The other is to admit defeat after entering.

The man in black showed contempt in his eyes.

In his opinion, Zhan Wuque used the second method and immediately gave in as soon as he entered.

Now he looks calm and composed, but he is just pretending to be a profound attitude.

"It's ridiculous to be so self-deception"!

The man in black turned around, too lazy to look at Zhan Wuque again.

The rest seemed to realize this, and the shock in their eyes faded and turned into a thick sarcasm.

Zhan Wuque Wuyan, and with a slap in the storage bag, two third-level spiritual medicines fell into his hands, and said lightly,

"Challenge, first"!

The man in black took it without expression and nodded slightly.

Now, he just thinks that Zhan Wuque is spending money to have fun and go in and have a walk around. What are you worried about?

If you get a few more magical herbs, why not do it?

Others also looked bored, thinking that Zhan Wuque is a typical person who is stupid and has a lot of money.

"Boom"!

The stone door opened again.

Zhan Wuque walked in.

"Gongjing, I hope you don't let me down."

Zhan Wuque held his hands behind his back, looking at the tall young man slowly appearing in front of him.

The young man was extremely tall, more than two heads taller than Zhan Wuque, with a fierce aura coming to his face.

He is the number one in the Tianlong List, Gong Jing!

"It's been a long time since no one dares to challenge me."

Gong Jing spoke slowly, his eyes falling on Zhan Wuque.

"You have a little low cultivation, but it doesn't matter, in my eyes, you are already a dead person."

Gong Jing sneered, rushed forward with big strides, and grabbed Zhan Wuque with his big hands.

This Gongjing is actually a physical cultivation!

It seems that the Tao is quite good.

The aura emitted by his body is far superior to that of ordinary martial kings. The combination of the two has doubled its combat power. No wonder he has been ranked first in the Tianlong List for a long time.

"Is this the only strength?"

Zhan Wuque felt very bored.

He thought these geniuses were so great, but now it seems that he is not even qualified to be his opponent.

Strong as the fat man who was half a step into the Martial Emperor could not even stop him, let alone these little shrimps.

Zhan Wuque shook his head, and regardless of the fierce attacks coming from behind, he turned around and left.

"Bastard"!

Gong Jing was furious.

Although he was just a phantom, he also retained a trace of consciousness. Seeing Zhan Wuque ignore him so much, how could he not be angry with his arrogant personality?

"Die for me"!

Gong Jing changed his laughter and tried his best. His body was filled with blood and blood, and his fists were blowing out.

"The top-level martial arts of Xuan-level, Seven Injury Fist"!

Gong Jing shouted loudly in his heart.

This is his ultimate skill!

Unlike Zheng Xinghai's residual sword technique, his book is a complete martial art!

It was only with his ability that he could barely practice the second punch of the Seven Injury Fist.

The seven-injury fist is to hurt first, then the enemy is the kind of martial arts that hurts the enemy by one thousand and damages themselves by eight hundred.

However, everything has its advantages and disadvantages.

Seven Injury Fist is a pure attack type martial art, and its power is more than double that of the same level of martial arts!

In addition, Gong Jing takes into account both physical refining, which has augmented effects on the Seven Injury Fist.

Therefore, among the younger generation, he has never lost this punch!

"boom"!

Gong Jing? The fist turned into a dragon, roaring in the stone chamber, its power was terrifying, and the entire stone chamber was shaking slightly.

When people outside discovered this, their faces changed drastically, and their eyes were filled with horror.

"The strength of the number one in the Tianlong List is indeed amazing. This is the first time I have seen someone shake the stone chamber."

"This kid must have angered Lord Gong Jing. He is guilty of his own fault and cannot survive."

"It turns out that he is a fool, he has killed himself."

Someone laughed.

Everyone thought Zhan Wuque was dead.

Only Gongjing can shake the stone chamber.

This means that the two have already fought.
To be continued...