The three of them, together with the Little Heavenly Master Wang Zilai, stood on the ring. ??
The exchange meeting has developed so far and has exceeded the initial expectations of both parties.
The atmosphere became extremely tense.
Even the top leaders of both sides looked solemn at this time.
After seeing the terrifying strength of these warriors, the leaders realized that the expansion of individual strength had reached a very dangerous level of actual control.
Many bodyguards appeared nearby.
Jie Peng's bodyguard appeared behind his leader with a nervous expression.
However, the Daxia side had no plans to mobilize troops. Only the fair and fat man who left the table before came back and sat next to the gray-haired old man.
"Haha, it seems I have to leave my old bones to you, brother." The old man said calmly and with a smile.
Li Xiaofei said, "Don't worry, leader, as long as I'm here, no one can touch you."
On the side, Jie Peng senior executive Matsushima Mano looked at Li Xiaofei carefully again, quite unexpectedly.
Could it be that this young man is also a martial arts master?
Or a powerful superpower?
That's why Daxia's talents are so trusting, and on such an occasion, the security of a deputy national leader is so lax.
at the same time.
Artists from both countries present at the scene were all informed to retreat - originally the organizer was planning to ask everyone to leave. After all, artists are all delicate. There are too many uncontrollable factors in a battle of this level. In case of a fight between the two sides,
If there is a real fire, it would be terrible if the city gate catches fire and affects the pond fish.
But later, under the request of the upper management, they finally just retreated without leaving the field, so that they could watch the game completely from a distance.
"You are all in the literary and art circles. I invite you to participate in this exchange meeting. I hope that after watching the competition, you can use your talents to promote the content of this competition through songs, dances, dramas, etc. go out."
Female police officer Zhang Hongjing said to Wang Fei and others politely.
In fact, this was one of the purposes of including artist performances in the exchange meeting in the first place.
Now, a new era is coming.
Countries are rapidly moving towards a new era.
In this process, the role of artists and celebrities is very important. With their influence, the people can gradually accept the changes of the times and accept super powerful personal warriors.
On the arena.
The atmosphere of confrontation made the air seem to freeze.
"Old man, you are good at fighting, right?"
Li Baoguo held an iron knife in his arms and said loudly, "I never bully an old man, but you Jie Peng Japs are an exception. This is the case. You can withstand a knife on your forehead and turn around and leave."
Kima Katazou said calmly, "Young man, you are very talented in martial arts, far more than your grandfather 'Lao Ga Wa', but your sword cannot threaten me."
Li Baoguo was shocked and said, "You must have met Mr. E?"
Kima Katazou seems to be stuck in memories.
After dozens of seconds, he nodded and said, "Sixty years ago, I killed horse bandits with him on the sand mountain in Dunhuang."
"It's you?"
Li Baoguo seemed to suddenly remember something, and said loudly, "Come to think of it, my grandpa said that it was you who deceived him."
Guima Katazou was silent for a few seconds and explained, "I also had some unavoidable reasons, so I didn't tell him that I was from Jie Peng at the beginning."
Li Baoguo's entire aura changed instantly.
Before, he seemed to be a shepherd lazily eating melon seeds on the mountain ridge.
But at this moment, he suddenly turned into an ancient ferocious beast that chose people.
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I’ll check it out in a day.”
Li Baoguo untied the sheepskin on the outside of the iron knife, held the handle, and said, "Zou, you are a piece of shit. You deceived Mr. E from the sword manual. This made Mr. E regret it for the rest of his life. He cut off his right thumb and vowed never to do it again."
No need for a knife... Today, I want you to return all the sword skills that belong to our Li family."
Guima Pianzang was startled.
But if you think about it carefully, with Lao Gawa's explosive personality and his hatred for the Jie Peng people, it is really possible to cut off his own finger afterwards and then never lift the knife again.
Speaking of which, I also harmed him.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance today. If you want to get back your Li family's things, it depends on how much your sword skills are compared to your grandfather's."
Guima Pianzang said calmly.
He then looked at Taoist Priest Sanjue, Qi Honglei and Wang Zilai.
"The ancient martial arts of Daxia have a long history. It is an endless treasure house that cannot be excavated even if you spend your whole life. It is a pity that too many people are stuck in the narrow opinions of the family and pass it on to the inside but not to the outside world. It is passed on to men but not to women..."
"At the beginning, I came to Daxia to study under my master, with the intention of making a pilgrimage, and to exchange martial arts. Unfortunately, the martial arts world of Daxia could not tolerate me as a Jie Peng, so I had to hide my identity to achieve success. After leaving, for decades,
Seeing and hearing about old friends gradually withering away, I feel sad in my heart."
"Now, I have stood at the pinnacle of Jie Peng Martial Arts and have touched the edge of heaven and humanity. Unfortunately, my days are numbered."
"Today, I invite the four of you to come on stage to witness my next sword strike, so that you can personally experience the power and meaning of this sword, and let fate make the final judgment."
"If you survive this sword attack, you will definitely benefit greatly from your own martial arts and open up the road to the future. This can be regarded as my feedback to my friends in Great Xia in the past."
"If you unfortunately die under this sword, just think that I did what a Jie Peng person should do, and cut off four unparalleled saplings in the Daxia Wulin."
"Is this fair?"
ghost horse movie Hide and reveal your true feelings, every word and every word is authentic.
"Make a move."
Wu Kong Sword Master Qi Honglei’s words are concise and concise.
The little Taoist priest Wang Zilai took out a strange talisman with a yellow background and red traces, bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, stimulating it.
However, he saw that the talisman actually burst out with bright light, as if it was alive, and slowly floated up, suspended above Wang Zilai's head, and hung down a series of yellow light ribbons visible to the naked eye, automatically in the absence of wind.
Taoist Priest Sanjue once again offered up the green soft sword.
"It seems you have made a decision...that's great."
Guima Pianzang laughed.
He took a deep breath.
The rickety waist gradually straightened and straightened.
He took a second deep breath.
The skinny body instantly expanded like air, the wrinkled skin became smooth, and the shriveled muscles became strong...
He took a third deep breath.
The silver hair and beard turned black and beautiful at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Guima Pianzang took three breaths, almost sucking up all the air in the ring.
After three breaths, he turned into a young man with a height of 1.9 meters, a strong build and strong muscles.
The whole body is surging with vigorous vitality and amazing vitality.
Rejuvenation?
At this moment, countless people's jaws dropped in shock.
Dao Zi has been in some health condition recently and went to the hospital for some examinations. The incident happened suddenly and the backend was unable to post content of less than 1,000 words. In addition, he was comatose and did not take time off to ask for leave. I'm sorry.
In the blink of an eye, after ten years in the industry, the small knife has turned into an old knife.
How many decades can life last?
Thank you all for your companionship, expectations and criticisms, but my crazy knife cannot be sharp forever. It has gradually become rusty after ten years of hard work, and I will no longer be crazy.