Only the big man on the high platform sat upright, his eyes showing an incredible look.

Wang Kun suddenly stood up and said sadly: "My son"!

Could it be?

Everyone looked at it hurriedly.

The smoke dissipated, and who was not Wang Tian lying in the deep pit?

Looking at the boy in black robe, standing with his hands behind his back, his expression faintly, and there was not even a trace of dust on the corner of his robe.

In other words, Wang Tian didn't even touch the other party's robe.

The strength of the two is simply not on the same level.

"Who are you? You actually have the strength of a great martial artist?"

Wang Tian kept coughing up blood and said unwillingly.

Under his most brilliant and peak attack, he was defeated hard.

He was almost trampled to death by someone, which was a great humiliation!

"The great martial arts master turned out to be a great martial arts master. Could it be that this person is a genius from the imperial capital?"

"So, are Qin Zhao and the four heroes of the great martial arts masters?"

The audience was cold and frightened and trembled all over.

"I've said it a long time ago that Qin Zhao's six heroes are just three or two cats and dogs. It's ridiculous. You still think you are self-righteous and really think that the world is invincible"?

The boy in black robe laughed loudly, and was very rampant, and he was useless to attack Qin Zhao's six heroes.
Chapter completed!