In this society governed by the rule of law, it has been a long time since there has been such a large gathering. Forces from all over the world gathered together to let everyone feel what the real world is.
"Isn't this Old Hu from the Dong and Dong sect? Why are you here too!"
"How can such a grand event be without our Dong Dong sect? But your Shenquan sect, which is not close to Songshan Mountain, is actually able to arrive!"
Tens of thousands of practitioners gather here, and similar scenes happen every moment.
However, outside the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple, a group of young people attracted particularly attention.
Among them are Duan Yu, Beiming Xuanhao, and Niu Hui, three of the top ten geniuses in the capital, and other young people are also leaders in strength.
"Old Duan, I heard that you went to Dali and got a great opportunity?" Beiming Xuanhao looked at Duan Yu, who had an extraordinary temperament and strong internal strength, with surprise in his eyes.
Hearing Beiming Xuanhao's inquiry, Duan Yu smiled softly, "Didn't you and Mu Xuanfeng also find two real dragon scales in Red Dragon City?"
"Nowadays, the no-man's land in various places is getting weaker and weaker, and many opportunities have emerged. It is really a world of great contention!" Beiming Xuanhao said with emotion on his face.
"A world of great strife? I think this is a world of great prosperity!" Duan Yu said with a strange light in his eyes: "Today's cultivation is getting more and more difficult, but similarly, if we break the shackles under this situation,
He will definitely become a peerless strong man!”
"I told you two to stop sighing!" Niu Hui curled his lips and said, "What do you think of Huangquan Road's attack on Shaolin Temple this time?"
"How else can you look at it!" Duan Yu chuckled and said: "Since King Wujiang was beheaded by General Lu, Huangquan Road is just a clown. Besides, now all the big and small forces from all over the country have gathered here, even if King Wujiang dies.
Even if you are resurrected, you won't be able to change anything."
"King without borders?" A young man next to him sneered, showing a sarcastic look, "It's just a zombie, how can He De be the king?"
"Um?"
For a moment, everyone looked at the young man who opened his mouth.
The reason why Duan Yu still calls Ye Feng the King of Boundless Boundaries is because he means to elevate themselves. After all, Ye Feng also has another identity, that is, he is the head of the top ten geniuses in the capital.
Ye Feng has become the King of Boundless. They and Ye Feng are among the top ten geniuses in the capital, so their worth will naturally be much higher.
Meeting everyone's gaze, the young man showed no fear on his face, but still looked arrogant, "What? Do you have any objections?"
"Haha!" Duan Yu sneered. He didn't want to dwell on this topic. After all, Ye Feng was killed by the top management of China. His title of 'Boundless King' was only called out in private, but he didn't dare to talk to others online.
Argument. Furthermore, he and Ye Feng had no friendship, so it was impossible to stand up for each other.
"I wonder who you are?"
Niu Hui stared at the young man with a sneer on his lips and a fierce light in his eyes.
"Do you have any objections to me?" Meeting Niu Hui's unkind gaze, the young man laughed instead, with a hint of provocation, "What a pity, you don't dare to do anything to me!"
"Then I want to see what you are capable of!"
"boom!"
Before Niu Hui could take action, a terrifying aura suddenly enveloped him, making it difficult for him to move.
Beside the young man, an old man's eyes were cloudy and he said calmly: "My young master has no ill intentions towards you, I hope you won't be offended!"
"snort!"
At the same time, a cold snort suddenly sounded, and Niu Hui's elder walked slowly from not far away, "To suppress the young one?"
The old man raised his eyelids, glanced at the middle-aged man, and said again: "I have already said that my young master has no ill intentions towards you."
Feeling the fluctuations of the aura emanating from the old man, the middle-aged man half-squinted his eyes, and finally snorted coldly and said: "Remember, you can eat whatever you want, but don't talk nonsense!"
Listening to the middle-aged man's scolding, the young man's face turned livid, his fists clenched, and he wanted to rush forward and fight the opponent desperately.
Glancing hard at the middle-aged man, the young man gritted his teeth and turned around, while the old man followed behind like a servant.
Staring at the backs of the two people, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with light.
"Uncle, what is this person's background?" Niu Hui asked.
"I don't know!" The middle-aged man shook his head, looked at Niu Hui, and said: "The world is very chaotic now, don't make enemies easily!"
"Uncle, I understand!"
"Um!"
On the other side, the young man strode out of the Shaolin Temple with a fierce look in his eyes, "Old Shao, keep an eye on that Niu guy for me. When they leave Shaolin, I want his head!"
The old man raised his eyebrows, but finally nodded, "Old slave, I understand!"
"Buzz!"
Suddenly!
The strong wind roared around the two of them, as if it had turned into a big cocoon, enveloping them.
"Who?"
The old man's expression changed drastically, and he stared at the swirling wind around him.
"Little bastard, are you the one who can judge me, Zhao Wushuang's little brother?"
Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang's slender figure appeared behind the young man and grabbed the other man's neck like an eagle catching a chicken.
"Put it down, young master!" The old man's face changed greatly.
"cut!"
Zhao Wushuang had a look of disdain on his face, and he exerted force with his right hand.
"Crack!"
"You, you, you actually killed the young master!" Looking at the young man whose neck was broken, the old man's face was full of disbelief and despair.
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"
With a hook of his finger, a strange wave suddenly covered the old man.
The old man's strength is at least at the level of Yangshen Realm.
But inside Zhao Wu's hands, he was like a three-year-old child, with no resistance, and was instantly torn apart by strong winds from all directions, and even his flesh and blood turned into nothingness.
After clapping his hands, Zhao Wushuang seemed to have done something insignificant, with a bright smile on his face, and strode towards the Shaolin Temple.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang's steps stopped, a look of confusion appeared on his face, he turned his head and looked to the side, and saw a young man with a half-smile on his face.
"Xiao Feng?"
"My disguise skills are so bad?"
The smile on Ye Feng's face froze, and he raised his hand to touch his changed cheek.
"Damn it, it's really you!" Zhao Wushuang screamed when he heard Ye Feng's answer, and quickly ran to him, lowering his voice, "I said, you are too brave, you actually dare to come here alone!
"
"You are so courageous, you dare to kill people at the gate of Shaolin Temple!" Looking at Zhao Wushuang, Ye Feng was moved in his heart.
"Hey, because I'm strong enough!" Zhao Wushuang winked at Ye Feng and said, "Several big cats in Shaolin Temple have gone to the interstellar battlefield, and the remaining few kittens can't do anything to me."
Ye Feng chuckled in a low voice, hooked Zhao Wushuang's shoulder, and said: "If you don't talk about this, let's go in and join in the fun."
"OK!"
With that said, the two of them put their arms around each other and strode towards the Shaolin Temple.
