A young man simply wearing a blue robe revealed his figure.
But I saw that he was about thirty years old and more than six feet tall.
He has a square face and sharp eyebrows, a serious and cold expression, and in his arms is a sword hidden in a purple scabbard.
The whole person has a sharp temperament, as if he is a magic sword that has been sealed for many years. Once it is born, it will be earth-shattering!
After Wugou Sanren appeared, the scene immediately started to discuss heatedly.
"Wugou Sanren, his name is Sanren, but he is the master of the Thunder Temple of the Central Plains. He claims to be Wugou, but he has always been extremely murderous. His men are stained with the blood of countless thieves and gangsters!"
"There are thirty-six people in the latest Dragon Ranking, and Wugou Sanren is ranked eighth. He is a true first-class master, and he is expected to become famous in the future!"
"Wugou Sanren is not even a little bit stronger than the Lotus Sword Immortal and the Sea Shark Sect's leader, and his true strength is not much worse than that of the Bingpo Sect's leader Guo Junwen and Huhua Old Man!"
"Liu Mang's journey up to now is extremely amazing, but after all, he is too young and has only a short time to practice martial arts. When he meets Wu Guan Sanren, he can only stop here!"
Li Bingqiang and others also looked at the field worriedly.
"This Wugou Sanren, in our Tianhuo Mountain Range, is on the same level as the Peak Master of Cangjiao Peak and the Peak Master of Qingluan Peak. There are few peak masters who can compare with him.
Junior brother, can he still be able to withstand it?" Huang Saixian frowned worriedly, and his originally pale face became a bit paler now.
"If he can't stop him, we'll go together again and delay the master for a little longer!" Li Bingqiang said in a deep voice.
"I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!" Yang Zhe said with emotion.
The three of them looked at each other, but at the same time they all showed smiles that looked like death.
On the field, Wugou Sanren looked indifferent.
"Zhong Yulong broke my brother's arm, so I will break his arm too!
This matter has nothing to do with you, a junior, you should retreat quickly, I will not take action against you!"
Liu Mang shook his head and said, "No need to say more, let me take action, Master."
Seeing this, a trace of regret appeared on Wugou Sanren's face, "I've only seen your talent in my life, so it's a pity that you died like this!"
It's a pity, it's a pity, but I gave you a chance!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was unsheathed with a 'clop' sound, and Wugou Sanren's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Liu Mang suddenly felt his scalp numb, and the tiger in his mind kept roaring in warning. The premonition made him instantly bend down and lower his head, and at the same time, he lifted his shadowless legs and quickly retreated!
It was as if a breeze was blowing directly above my head.
At the same time, a strand of long hair in front of Liu Mang's forehead also fell down, scattered in mid-air, and blew to different locations.
Compared to Liu Mang, who went to war, the position where Wugou Sanren stood did not even change much.
The sword in his hand had been sheathed at some point, as if it had never been drawn out.
With just one move, the two sides decided the difference. This is the gap in hard power!
Liu Mang stared at Wugou Sanren, feeling extremely shocked.
If he had been slower just now, it wouldn't have been his hair that was chopped off!
This Wugou Sanren is simply terrifyingly strong. This is the real top five-level powerhouse!
As if Wugou Sanren really admired Liu Mang, he actually said again, "That was just a random move on my part, but you were able to dodge it and it took me by surprise.
Ten moves may not seem like many, but for me, I have never used a sword with more than ten moves in my life."
"I will use all my strength in every move next. If you quit now, what I just said will still be valid."
When Liu Mang heard this, he clasped his fists and said solemnly, "Who can die? It's all about dying early and dying late. The master of the temple invites you!"
"Stubborn." Wugou Sanren's eyes suddenly became sharp, and Liu Mang's perceived danger level also increased rapidly!
A silver sword light flashed!
Almost no one at the scene could clearly see the trajectory of the sword, and few could clearly see Wujin Sanren's move.
Liu Mang felt a chill in his heart. The butterfly's spiritual sense made him more sensitive to danger than ordinary people. He kicked his right foot hard and dodged to the right!
puff!
Despite this, a huge wound was cut on his waist and abdomen, and blood splattered!
Liu Mang covered his waist and looked a little ugly.
This Wugou Sanren was a bit more difficult to deal with than he imagined. He was not even a little bit stronger than the embroidered pillow-like Lotus Sword Immortal!
Although his spiritual sense has been promoted to the realm of butterfly transformation, he could only feel the sword of Wugou Sanren just now when the sword was close to his body.
But at that time, the distance was so close that it was difficult to adapt!
It was also the realm of butterfly transformation, but he had only entered this realm for the first time.
Wugou Sanren is obviously much deeper than him. Although the two are at the same level, there is a clear gap.
At this time, Du Ziteng laughed loudly, "Look, what did I say? This Liu Mang will definitely die!"
Wugou Sanjin rarely uses more than three sword moves, and the moves only hit others' vital points.
The next few moves will only be stronger than the last, how can Liu Mang resist them?"
Others onlookers also nodded in agreement, "Thunder Sword Technique, without a trace! You can't even see the fast sword of Wugou Sanren, how can you pick it up?"
"It's too scary. If I were to face Wu Gu Sanren's sword, I would probably be cut into two pieces!"
However, Liu Mang's senior brothers and sisters all looked worried.
On the field.
Liu Mang silently put on the stainless steel gloves that he rarely wore.
He has realized that facing a master like Wugou Sanren, blindly escaping will only lead to faster death.
We must fight with all our strength to defeat or even kill him!
call!
Liu Mang stirred up all his energy and blood, suddenly raised his claws and grabbed Wugou Sanren fiercely.
But when he saw the opponent's figure flashing a few feet away, Liu Mang was speechless at the power of his light skill.
Qinggong is so fast that it is difficult to hit the opponent.
The sword is as fast as thunder, and if you are not careful, you will be hit by the opponent's vital point.
Liu Mang couldn't help but feel troubled.
From the words spoken by everyone in the audience, he already knew that this Wugou Sanjin usually only attacks other people's vital points in battle.
Even though he has an attribute bar that can be restored at will, he doesn't want to be hit by Wuzan Sanren every time.
To be on the safe side, Liu Mang used his butterfly-level spiritual sense to mobilize the power of Qi and blood in his body to attach to his throat to defend against Wugou Sanren's Thunder Sword Technique.
Although he can't expel the power of Qi and blood outside his body to fight the enemy like a famous figure, he can still protect himself by adhering to the surface of his body.
He is not very worried about being stabbed in key parts such as the heart, eyebrows, waist, crotch, etc., but if the neck is scratched, it is very likely that the body and head will be separated!
Although he has an immortal body, Liu Mang has never encountered the situation of his head being decapitated, and I don't know if the attribute bar will still be useful at that time.
'bass!'
A flash of silver light flashed, and Wugou Sanren drew his sword again!