Chapter 1,202 A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake
Valley of the Wicked!
Ding Buda and others were already guarding the entrance of the Valley of the Wicked.
Luo Jinzuo, on the other hand, led hundreds of people from the Mobei martial arts community and rushed to the Valley of the Evil Ones.
Both sides yearn for each other from afar and are at war with each other! ??
The scene was full of gunpowder.
Many onlookers ran to the hills on both sides, waiting to watch a battle of the century.
"Master Ding Valley, if you hand over Chen Ping now, I can still spare you the Evil Valley!"
Luo Jinzuo took two steps forward and then sneered.
"Don't you fucking talk nonsense. This is our territory in the Valley of the Wicked. You have come all the way here, haven't you heard the saying that a strong dragon cannot overpower a local snake?"
Ding Busi pointed at Luo Jinzuo and shouted.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you, the Valley of Evil, can't even be considered local snakes, right?"
Luo Jinzuo snorted coldly, and then said contemptuously, "I will give you two minutes now, if you don't hand over Chen Ping."
"I will make this place become a river of blood..."
"How dare you, the little soldiers and generals, make a mistake?"
Ding Busi narrowed his eyes and said.
"Ding Busi, if that's the case, then let me teach you what you're capable of..."
At this time, behind Luo Jinzuo, the young sect leader in his thirties jumped up directly.
Ding Busi looked at the young man who suddenly rushed up, and couldn't help but sneered, "You have no one left in Mobei's martial arts world? Send a little kid to die?"
Compared with Ding Busi, this sect leader, who is only about thirty, does seem a little smaller.
"Ding Busi, aren't you just a half-step Wuhou? What's so great about you? Strength is not based on age."
The young man looked at Ding Busi coldly, "I am Fang Xingyue, the master of the Xingyue Sect. Today, let me tell you whether the four evil men in the Valley of the Evil are living up to their reputation."
This young man signed up for his own account, obviously hoping to use this opportunity to increase his own reputation, and also to increase the reputation of his sect. In this way, it would be much easier for him to recruit disciples.
"Are you here to advertise for yourself?" Ding Busi said with a sneer.
"Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to fight with me?"
Fang Xingyue yelled.
"Although the price will be lower if I fight you, if I don't fight you, I'm afraid you will never know that you are a waste!"
Ding Busi looked at Fang Xingyue coldly and said.
"What did you say?"
Fang Xingyue was furious, and then all the energy in her body exploded, and waves of tyrannical energy condensed in Fang Xingyue's hands.
"Old man, your time has passed. Today I will let you taste my power..."
Fang Xingyue shouted angrily, then slapped Ding Busi with a palm.
Fang Xingyue's aura was extremely powerful, and he had obviously reached the strength of half a Wuhou.
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, I have already reached the level of a half-step Wuhou!"
"Don't even look at it. If you establish a sect at the age of thirty, your strength will definitely be high!"
"I have never seen this young man on the Xiaoyao Ranking. With such strength, he will definitely have a place on the Xiaoyao Ranking!"
The people watching on the hilltop were all talking in low voices.
"Humph, even if your hair is not fully grown, you dare to be so bold!"
After Ding Busi finished speaking, he calmly raised his hand and greeted him.
boom!
A huge explosion sounded, followed by huge waves of energy spreading around.
Fortunately, the people watching were all experts. If they were ordinary people, the energy spread out could kill them!
Fang Xingyue's expression changed, and then her body flew straight out, drawing an arc in mid-air.
Then a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell heavily to the ground.
"This? How is this possible?"
Fang Xingyue couldn't believe that Ding Busi, who was also a half-step Wuhou, defeated him so easily. Valley of the Wicked!
Ding Buda and others were already guarding the entrance of the Valley of the Wicked.
Luo Jinzuo, on the other hand, led hundreds of people from the Mobei martial arts community and rushed to the Valley of the Evil Ones.
Both sides yearn for each other from afar and are at war with each other!
The scene was full of gunpowder.
Many onlookers ran to the hills on both sides, waiting to watch a battle of the century.
"Master Ding Valley, if you hand over Chen Ping now, I can still spare you the Evil Valley!"
Luo Jinzuo took two steps forward and then sneered.
"Don't you fucking talk nonsense. This is our territory in the Valley of the Wicked. You have come all the way here, haven't you heard the saying that a strong dragon cannot overpower a local snake?"
Ding Busi pointed at Luo Jinzuo and shouted.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you, the Valley of Evil, can't even be considered local snakes, right?"
Luo Jinzuo snorted coldly, and then said contemptuously, "I will give you two minutes now, if you don't hand over Chen Ping."
"I will make this place become a river of blood..."
"How dare you, the little soldiers and generals, make a mistake?"
Ding Busi narrowed his eyes and said.
"Ding Busi, if that's the case, then let me teach you what you're capable of..."
At this time, behind Luo Jinzuo, the young sect leader in his thirties jumped up directly.
Ding Busi looked at the young man who suddenly rushed up, and couldn't help but sneered, "You have no one left in Mobei's martial arts world? Send a little kid to die?"
Compared with Ding Busi, this sect leader, who is only about thirty, does seem a little smaller.
"Ding Busi, aren't you just a half-step Wuhou? What's so great about you? Strength is not based on age."
The young man looked at Ding Busi coldly, "I am Fang Xingyue, the master of the Xingyue Sect. Today, let me tell you whether the four evil men in the Valley of the Evil are living up to their reputation."
This young man signed up for his own account, obviously hoping to use this opportunity to increase his own reputation, and also to increase the reputation of his sect. In this way, it would be much easier for him to recruit disciples.
"Are you here to advertise for yourself?" Ding Busi said with a sneer.
"Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to fight with me?"
Fang Xingyue yelled.
"Although the price will be lower if I fight you, if I don't fight you, I'm afraid you will never know that you are a waste!"
Ding Busi looked at Fang Xingyue coldly and said.
"What did you say?"
Fang Xingyue was furious, and then all the energy in her body exploded, and waves of tyrannical energy condensed in Fang Xingyue's hands.
"Old man, your time has passed. Today I will let you taste my power..."
Fang Xingyue shouted angrily, then slapped Ding Busi with a palm.
Fang Xingyue's aura was extremely powerful, and he had obviously reached the strength of half a Wuhou.
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, I have already reached the level of a half-step Wuhou!"
"Don't even look at it. If you establish a sect at the age of thirty, your strength will definitely be high!"
"I have never seen this young man on the Xiaoyao Ranking. With such strength, he will definitely have a place on the Xiaoyao Ranking!"
The people watching on the hilltop were all talking in low voices.
"Humph, even if your hair is not fully grown, you dare to be so bold!"
After Ding Busi finished speaking, he calmly raised his hand and greeted him.
boom!
A huge explosion sounded, followed by huge waves of energy spreading around.
Fortunately, the people watching were all experts. If they were ordinary people, the energy spread out could kill them!
Fang Xingyue's expression changed, and then her body flew straight out, drawing an arc in mid-air.
Then a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell heavily to the ground.
"This? How is this possible?"
Fang Xingyue couldn't believe that Ding Busi, who was also a half-step Wuhou, defeated him so easily.
