Among these people, there was a figure, the young man "Li Hongxi" who had committed murder in a restaurant.

Among them, there is a man who is surrounded and faintly in the center. His expression is dull and his eyes are indifferent, but he reveals a stern and unruly look.

This person is Mr. Lang! Ouyang Lang!

"Get out of the way! If you block our way, I will send you to hell!" The young man Li Hongxi was particularly arrogant. He had always been like this and had an extraordinary background, so he was used to being domineering.

What's more, he has just recently made friends with Mr. Lang of the Thousand Star Sect, so he doesn't have to express himself well?

Although Li Hongxi is also a monster, he is just an ordinary monster, similar to those monsters who died in the hands of Feijian Xiezi in Lingxu. Therefore, the gap between him and Mr. Lang Ouyang Lang is very big.

There are also ordinary monsters and top-level monsters, and above all the monsters, there are the princely figures.

The middle-aged venerable man from the Imperial Governor's Mansion raised his brows slightly, stepped forward and said, "Every time the passage is opened, it can only allow a thousand people to enter. Mr. Lang must know that."

The middle-aged venerable's gaze was naturally directed at the man in the center, Ouyang Lang!

Ouyang Lang looked cold and did not speak.

Li Hongxi immediately said: "This is natural, why don't we just go to the front of the line?"

The middle-aged venerable man nodded and said with a smile: "Good."

Then, more than 20 people, including Li Hongxi and Mr. Lang, crossed directly into the front of the team, forcing those behind them to retreat.

Moreover, since there are only a thousand places, the addition of these twenty people means that the same number of monks will be squeezed out of the team.

Some people dare to be angry but dare not speak out, and naturally there are others who dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

"Is this how the Imperial Governor's Office behaves? Why don't they have to queue up?"

A young monk who was squeezed out of the team angrily asked the middle-aged venerable of the Imperial Governor's Palace, "Can they directly occupy the quota just because of their extraordinary status? So what's the point of us waiting here for so long?"

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It's not that we can't wait. After all, the Nine Realms Pass passage is opened every three hours, which is not too long. A thousand people can always enter at a time.

What makes people angry is that as soon as the twenty or so people arrived, they rushed to the front of the team, and the venerable emperor of the Imperial Governor's Palace even flattered him. It looked like he was asking, but in fact he was pointing.

Know the way, regardless of who they are at the end of the queue.

The middle-aged Taoist monk stopped, his brows furrowed, and his expression was unhappy.

"It's just a barking dog. Don't worry about it, Brother Ouyang. I'll take care of it." Li Hongxi stood up at the right time. He quickly swept to the back, showed murderous intent involuntarily, and punched the man who was holding the injustice.

people.

"snort!"

The monk who dared to question was obviously not a mediocre person. He took a deep breath and punched back.

This punch was extremely heavy, causing the air to explode and roar.

The two fists collided, and Li Hongxi's expression changed slightly, and he took seven steps back. The young monk stood firmly on the spot, but his energy and blood were a little unstable.

"So strong!"

There were gasps in the crowd. Li Hongxi's reputation was known to some extent by those who were not well-informed. He was a monster. His strength was not strong among monsters, but he was not too weak either.

Unexpectedly, that sturdy young man with an unspectacular appearance could actually punch the opponent head-on and still gain the upper hand!

It should be noted that the person who struck first was Li Hongxi. The strong young man punched last, but his body did not move at all. What is the upper hand if not the upper hand?

The crowd's sighs made Li Hongxi's face suddenly become gloomy and ugly. He said coldly: "There are so many times, no wonder you dare to shout!"

"Brother Li, come back."

Just when Li Hongxi was still about to take action, a dull voice came from the head of the team. The cold-faced Master Lang cast a look and said calmly: "You are qualified to go with me."

Mr. Lang naturally spoke to the sturdy young man.

Others in the team looked surprised, and some were very envious. It was a great blessing to be invited by Mr. Lang to accompany him!

After all, what kind of person is Mr. Lang? He has a terrifying background and extremely strong strength. He is a famous figure in the entire Southern Seven Paths! The title of Mr. Lang already shows everything.

But the sturdy young man didn't seem to appreciate it, or didn't understand the meaning. He just said disdainfully: "I won't go with people like you! Hurry up and get to the back of the line!"

The sturdy young man looked dazed, and his body hidden under his simple clothes contained powerful strength.

Mr. Lang was startled at first, and then a sneer appeared on his face: "I don't know whether to live or die."

After the words fell, a flying knife from his sleeve shot out like a stream of light, pointing directly at the strong young man.

The strong young man's expression changed slightly and he immediately took a defensive stance. Although he couldn't see the stream of light clearly, he could still sense the danger in it.

The flying knife from the sleeve flew out and hit the strong young man's elbow. Immediately, there was a crisp sound of broken bones and red blood flowed out.

The strong young man's right arm was drooping, and he was obviously seriously injured.

The flying knife in the sleeve did not stop, still spinning in the air at high speed, leaving only the afterimage, and swept towards the strong young man again.

The strong young man raised his remaining left hand and clenched his fist and struck out, but the power contained in the flying knife was quite fierce and terrifying. He fought hard with the strong young man, and the power also rushed into the strong young man's left arm, causing

His left arm also drooped.

Obviously, another arm has been crippled!

In the midst of lightning and flint, the winner of a battle has been decided. Master Lang's strength shocked the four people!

When the flying knife in his sleeve came out for the third time, it was pointed directly at the throat of the strong young man. However, the strong young man, whose arms had been crippled, could no longer resist at this moment. There was a look of madness in his eyes.

It seems that there are still trump cards that have not been revealed.

However, the flying knife was blocked by someone else.

The short flying sword condensed from the faint blue flame hit the flying knife in the sleeve in one direction, causing the flying knife in the sleeve to spin back and seemed to be somewhat damaged.

A look of surprise appeared on the indifferent Mr. Lang Yun Danfengqing's face. His eyes swept across the crowd in surprise, and his eyes were fixed on a young man in black clothes wearing a bamboo hat. Next to the young man in black clothes was a woman in a purple skirt.

Although he is also wearing a hat, his special temperament is particularly eye-catching.

Ouyang Lang raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile: "It turns out that there are people with the same ideas hidden here. It's a pleasure to meet them."

This puzzling scene brought everyone back to their senses, and they finally understood who was the person who had just blocked the flying knife in his sleeve and struck a fatal blow at the burly young man.

Lin Fang, who was wearing black robes and a bamboo hat, said calmly: "People who share the same path should not take this seriously. It's just that what you did was too overbearing."

Lin Fang was actually ready to take action because he didn't want to wait any longer, because he and Dongfang Luoyue were squeezed out in disguise after Mr. Lang and his group squeezed into the team, squeezing out the quota of a thousand people.
Chapter completed!