There is an open-air noodle restaurant two hundred meters away from Wudaotai. Today, the noodle restaurant that was originally bleak in business is crowded and full. These people are familiar with each other or do not know each other, but they have no verbal communication. They just have a bowl of clear soup and a bowl of noodles, sitting quietly without moving their chopsticks.

'Bang!!'

Suddenly, a firework exploded in the distant sky, dazzling and extremely conspicuous under the gray sky.

"Fireworks explode and gather."

In the noodle shop, everyone stood up suddenly.

"kindness?"

In the strange scene, everyone looked at each other and frowned. Then, they all seemed to think of something, looked at each other and smiled, and then dispersed, but slowly approached the martial arts platform.

On the other side, the same scene was about 200 meters away from the Wudao Platform, and the same scene was also being staged at a herbal tea stall.

Restaurants, commercial streets...

At almost the same time, within two hundred meters near the Wudao Platform, all the seemingly idle men slowly approached the Wudao Platform. At the same time, many people were carrying objects wrapped in black cloth behind them, not knowing what they were.

After these people arrived at the Wudao Platform, they did not hesitate at all. They squeezed the crowd and moved closer to the front of the Wudao Platform, ignoring the insults and stopped until they occupied the front position.

City Lord's Mansion.

A man hurriedly ran from a distance without hesitation, and sat down directly in front of the city lord's mansion. With a "snap", the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, holding it back, touching the tip of the knife to the ground, and standing in front of him.

Four soldiers were shocked in front of the door.

"Boy, you do it..."

However, the soldier angrily rebuked, "What" before the word "What" was released, and in the distance, a crowd of black people had already gathered from all directions.

A hundred great men in the marrow washing realm instantly sat in front.

‘Roll!’

They were unsheathed with swords in their hands and stood up in front of their chests without saying a word.

Behind him, 20,000 people sat quietly.

With just one breath, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion was blocked. The people from the City Lord's Mansion could not go out and the people outside could not come in unless the 20,000 people in front of him were slaughtered, but who dared? Who has the ability?

"What are you doing?"

After one of the four soldiers came to their senses, they looked at the hundred big men sitting quietly with swords in front of them and couldn't help asking. If this hadn't happened several times before, they would have been scared to run away.

"Have a cool breeze."

One of the people said.

"Have a cool breeze?"

The four soldiers were stunned and looked at each other, and were speechless.

Have you come to the gate of the city lord's mansion to enjoy the shade?

Damn it!!

...

On the martial arts platform.

Who will come to the first battle?

Ye Fu shouted loudly, with five words, and his voice shook all directions.

"I'll do it."

Ye Wang shouted loudly and stepped out.

The entire martial arts platform suddenly fell into silence, and even the needle could be heard. Everyone stared at the center of the martial arts platform.

In the center of the Martial Arts Platform, Ye Wang and Zhao Feipeng stood at each other. Zhao Feipeng's long sword was unsheathed, and he looked at Ye Wang with a sneer on his face.

Ye Wang, the 8th grade of marrow washing.

Ye Wang is the same as himself in terms of cultivation, but Ye Wang is a big difference in his age and combat experience. Therefore, even if the two have the same cultivation level, Zhao Feipeng did not care at all. In his opinion, he would definitely win this battle.

But I don’t know that the eighth grade of marrow washing has long been gone.

Three days ago, Ye Wang was already in the third grade of Yijin, and now he has reached the fourth grade of Yijin, which is only one step away from the fifth grade of Yijin. Moreover, Ye Wang's basic strength is 82, and now his body is 428 kilograms, which is comparable to the eighth grade and ninth grade of Yijin. In terms of strength, he is no worse than the captain of the tenth grade of Yijin in the city lord's mansion.

Even more powerful, Ye Wang's sword technique has already been perfect.

Zhao Feipeng looked at Ye Wang with a sneer, confident and sure of victory, but Ye Wang didn't even look at him directly.

Who is the ferocious wolf and who is the sheep?

"kindness?"

Seeing that Ye Wang actually ignored him, Zhao Feipeng frowned.

Then, he was furious.

"Zhao Feipeng, start with a gentle move. Today is the day for this city lord to be happy. I don't want to see blood, I understand." As if feeling Zhao Feipeng's anger, Liu Yong suddenly spoke.

Zhao Feipeng was stunned.

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

Then, he responded respectfully again.

Ye Wang sneered.

'brush!!'

Zhao Feipeng pointed at Ye Wang with a long sword in his hand: "Boy, let's use the sword. Don't worry, the city lord said that he was very happy today and there was no blood."

Ye Wang no longer hesitated, held the knife in his left hand, grabbed the scabbard, crossed it in front of him, held the hilt of the knife with his right hand, and with a "swish" sound, the long knife was unsheathed.

He swung his left hand and threw the scabbard aside.

'call out!!'

In an instant, Ye Wang took a step forward, holding the knife in his right hand, and before the knife moved, he took the lead. With a quick step, Ye Wang had already appeared in front of Zhao Feipeng, raised the long knife in his right hand, and came back, and slashed towards Zhao Feipeng with a knife.

Zhao Feipeng sneered and slashed his chest.

'when!!'

The blades collided, and the sound of metal crossing sounded.

A huge force came from the blade.

Zhao Feipeng was shocked, his face changed, and his left hand instinctively stepped forward to press the back of the knife. If this were not the case, he even suspected that he could not stop Ye Wang's knife.

‘Da da da…’

As the blade collided, Zhao Feipeng took three steps in a row.

"you--"

Looking up silently, Zhao Feipeng looked at Ye Wang, and his face was full of horror and incredible. At this moment, he could clearly feel that his right hand holding the knife was painful. With just one knife, Ye Wang's power was far better than him.

"kindness?"

Behind him, Liu Yong raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and he immediately turned his head to look at Ye Shuang beside him: "What is Ye Wang's cultivation level now?"

"I don't know."

Ye Shuang said softly.

"Don't know?"

Liu Yong's face was distorted and changed instantly.

Ye Shuang and Ye Wang are at the same time from the Ye family. How could Ye Shuang not know what Ye Wang's cultivation is? She clearly doesn't want to say it.

'snort.'

Liu Yong snorted coldly and looked at the center of the martial arts platform again.

"I'm very happy today. Don't you want to see blood?" With a knife, Ye Wang did not attack immediately, but looked at him and sneered.

Zhao Feipeng was stunned and looked crazy.

After one knife, how could he not know that his cultivation was not as good as Ye Wang, and he was even much worse than Ye Wang. Thinking of his disdain for Ye Wang before, Zhao Feipeng felt his cheeks burning and painful at this moment.

Suddenly, Ye Wang shook his sword again and shouted loudly: "But, I have to see blood, but I must see blood."

'Bang!!'

After the words came, Ye Wang pushed the ground with his right foot, held up his knife, and rushed out to the front.

The sharp momentum and the cold murderous intent.

Like a wolf, like a tiger.

Looking at Ye Wang who was attacking again, Zhao Feipeng shrank his eyes and held the knife, and his steps instinctively retreated.

He retreated, Ye Wang advanced, and even the speed was a little faster.

Zhao Feipeng suddenly stopped and swung his sword.

Ye Wang rushed up, and his right long sword instantly slashed towards Zhao Feipeng's hand. He was quick, fierce, fierce, and fierce, with a faint sound of the knife.
To be continued...