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Chapter 1,203 I’ll meet him

How could this be possible? At the same level, the difference in strength is too big.

Everyone looked at Fang Xingyue's embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but laugh.

"Sure enough, you are still young. You don't understand the same realm, but your strength is also very different."

"You have just stepped into the Half-step Wuhou category, and you are eager to challenge other Half-step Wuhou figures. Isn't this looking for death?"

"Ding Busi has been in the position of Banbu Wuhou for more than ten years without making a breakthrough. Such a Banbu Wuhou is not comparable to others."

Everyone laughed at Fang Xingyue, making Fang Xingyue extremely embarrassed.

"Your Mobei martial arts world is only as strong as this. Is there anyone else you want to try?"

Ding Busi glanced at Luo Jinzuo and the others with disdain, and then continued, "If you don't want to try, then get out. If you annoy us, don't even think about leaving..."

Ding Busi's words instantly made Luo Jinzuo and his gang extremely angry.

"Ding Busi, how can a child represent our entire Mobei martial arts world? Since you say so, let me teach you two moves!"

At this time, an old man wearing white training clothes slowly walked out from the crowd.

Judging from the age, this old man is similar to Ding Busi, but this old man's hair and beard are all gray.

Seeing the old man standing up, whether it was Ding Busi or the other people in the Valley of the Evil, their faces all became solemn.

Because the aura exuded by this old man has already faintly reached the realm of Wuhou.

Even if it wasn't Wu Hou's strength, he had definitely reached a bottleneck and was waiting for an opportunity to break through.

Ding Busi faced the old man in front of him, obviously he was no match.

"Ding Busi, do you want to do it? I just want to borrow your Evil Valley to practice with me. Maybe it can help me break through!"

The old man said jokingly to Ding Busi.

Ding Busi looked ugly and stood still without moving, because he knew that if he took action, it would not be the old man in front of him.
the opponent.

"Since you don't take action, then I will take action first..."

After the old man finished speaking, the breath on his body surged, and his gray beard and hair stood on end.

Soon, the old man was surrounded by bursts of white mist.

The old man looked like an immortal descending to earth, and his aura was rippling.

"Fourth brother, when you come back, I'll meet him..."

Ding Buda strode forward and called Ding Busi back.

Facing the old man, Ding Buda did not dare to be careless, and the majestic aura on his body began to condense.

Ding Bu Da is truly in the realm of Wuhou, and the entire Valley of the Wicked is famous because of Ding Bu Da's strength.

"You are nearly 60 years old, but you are just a half-step Wuhou. There is nothing to be so arrogant about."

Ding Buda mocked the old man.

"court death……"

The old man became furious, and then the energy in his body exploded.

He hates people talking about him like this. For so many years, he has been stuck at the peak of Half-Step Wuhou, and he was just a little bit close to breaking through to Wuhou, but it's a pity that he can't break through.

Now Ding Buda directly stung the wound in his heart, and the old man became furious.

Then the old man took a step forward and was in front of Ding Buda in an instant.

Then he punched out his fists, and the fists roared out.

The weather was clear and clear, but at this moment, there was a sudden strong wind and flying sand and rocks!

The old man exhausted all his strength.

He knew that facing Ding Buda, the Marquis of Wu, he could only go all out.

Even though he was close to the realm of Wuhou, he was not Wuhou after all, so the old man did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

When Ding BuDa saw this, his fists were filled with golden light and he immediately rushed forward.

Bang bang bang…………

Everyone could not see the figures of the two people at all, and could only hear the sound of fists clashing. How could this be possible? The difference in strength is too big for the same realm.

Everyone looked at Fang Xingyue's embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but laugh.

"Sure enough, you are still young. You don't understand the same realm, but your strength is also very different."

"You have just stepped into the Half-step Wuhou category, and you are eager to challenge other Half-step Wuhou figures. Isn't this looking for death?"

"Ding Busi has been in the position of Banbu Wuhou for more than ten years without making a breakthrough. Such a Banbu Wuhou is not comparable to others."

Everyone laughed at Fang Xingyue, making Fang Xingyue extremely embarrassed.

"Your Mobei martial arts world is only as strong as this. Is there anyone else you want to try?"

Ding Busi glanced at Luo Jinzuo and the others with disdain, and then continued, "If you don't want to try, then get out. If you annoy us, don't even think about leaving..."

Ding Busi's words instantly made Luo Jinzuo and his gang extremely angry.

"Ding Busi, how can a child represent our entire Mobei martial arts world? Since you say so, let me teach you two moves!"

At this time, an old man wearing white training clothes slowly walked out from the crowd.

Judging from the age, this old man is similar to Ding Busi, but this old man's hair and beard are all gray.

Seeing the old man standing up, whether it was Ding Busi or the other people in the Valley of the Evil, their faces all became solemn.

Because the aura exuded by this old man has already faintly reached the realm of Wuhou.

Even if it wasn't Wu Hou's strength, he had definitely reached a bottleneck and was waiting for an opportunity to break through.

Ding Busi faced the old man in front of him, obviously he was no match.

"Ding Busi, do you want to do it? I just want to borrow your Evil Valley to practice with me. Maybe it can help me break through!"

The old man said jokingly to Ding Busi.

Ding Busi looked ugly and stood still without moving, because he knew that if he took action, it would not be the old man in front of him.
the opponent.

"Since you don't take action, then I will take action first..."

After the old man finished speaking, the breath on his body surged, and his gray beard and hair stood on end.

Soon, the old man was surrounded by bursts of white mist.

The old man looked like an immortal descending to earth, and his aura was rippling.

"Fourth brother, when you come back, I'll meet him..."

Ding Buda strode forward and called Ding Busi back.

Facing the old man, Ding Buda did not dare to be careless, and the majestic aura on his body began to condense.

Ding Bu Da is truly in the realm of Wuhou, and the entire Valley of the Wicked is famous because of Ding Bu Da's strength.

"You are nearly 60 years old, but you are just a half-step Wuhou. There is nothing to be so arrogant about."

Ding Buda mocked the old man.

"court death……"

The old man became furious, and then the energy in his body exploded.

He hates people talking about him like this. For so many years, he has been stuck at the peak of Half-Step Wuhou, and he was just a little bit close to breaking through to Wuhou, but it's a pity that he can't break through.

Now Ding Buda directly stung the wound in his heart, and the old man became furious.

Then the old man took a step forward and was in front of Ding Buda in an instant.

Then he punched out his fists, and the fists roared out.

The weather was clear and clear, but at this moment, there was a sudden strong wind and flying sand and rocks!

The old man exhausted all his strength.

He knew that facing Ding Buda, the Marquis of Wu, he could only go all out.

Even though he was close to the realm of Wuhou, he was not Wuhou after all, so the old man did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

When Ding BuDa saw this, his fists were filled with golden light and he immediately rushed forward.

Bang bang bang…………

Everyone couldn't see the figures of the two people at all, and could only hear the sound of fists clashing.


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