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"Original tyrant!"
"Zuo Wuzhou!"
As his name suggests, Yuanba is indeed a very tall and domineering man, with thick hands and feet, and a strong back and waist. He looks like a heroic man. Only his pair of shining eyes spoil his appearance, making him look a little rough in the middle.
Thin and feminine.
Yuanba looked at Zuo Wuzhou with narrow eyes, and was secretly shocked: "Zuo Wuzhou is said to be only in his twenties, and he looks really young. However, the younger he is, the greater the chance of becoming a strong man. It does not mean that he will definitely become a strong man.
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With a thought in his mind, Yuan Ba sensed Zuo Wuzhou's strong fighting spirit and sneered. Such a young Soul Martial Lord was just a beginner, how could he be his opponent?
"It seems that the rumors are good. You are truly a Soul Martial Master. You are qualified to bargain with me."
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Zuo Wuzhou frowned. He didn't like the pride and condescension in Yuanba's words: "I don't negotiate."
Yuanba sneered: "Since you and I are both Soul Martial Lords, there is really no need to conflict with each other. Regarding the Xu family's affairs, you and I each take a step back. If the Xu family hands over the things, I will spare the Xu family."
Xu Gaocheng and Xu Wanli arrived just at this moment, and their expressions changed drastically when they heard the sound. Xu Wanli's heart was in his throat. What if Zuo Wuzhou agreed?
It should be noted that Zuo Wuzhou broke through not long ago, but this original tyrant broke through more than ten or twenty years ago. There are naturally some differences between those who are new to the game and those who have been there for a long time.
Zuo Wuzhou looked directly at the original tyrant without any modification. Sensing this person's aura and strength, the fighting spirit in his chest became more and more intense, and his desire for a battle was gradually pushed to the peak.
Ever since he knew that Lord Hunwu was causing trouble to the Xu family, he had an urgent desire to fight with him. Little did the original tyrant know that no matter how good the terms he proposed, Zuo Wuzhou would never seek to fight with him.
Yuanba didn't like Zuo Wuzhou's eyes very much, which made him feel stung by the superiority.
"Two great lords, please wait a moment!" A slightly older voice echoed.
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An imposing old man in bright yellow casual clothes walked out of the county governor's house surrounded by a group of people: "Why bother, you two, why don't you sit down and have a good talk."
Yuan Ba's eyes turned cold: "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to talk, it's that this person doesn't want to talk."
The old man is the Emperor of Huoyuan, and Yuanba is the patron saint of Huoyuan. With this fight, he must be the most nervous. How can he not come to watch the battle in person? It would be best to resolve the grudges. At this time, he looked pleading.
There is no boat to the left,
"I didn't expect that Zuo Wuzhou is so young. If he can become the Great Lord of our Huoyuan Kingdom, Huoyuan's power will be just around the corner." The Huoyuan Emperor's eyes were burning.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't even look at him, and spoke loudly: "I won't negotiate or compromise."
"Xu Gaocheng is my friend. If anything happens to him." Zuo Wuzhou's eyes showed a trace of cold blood: "I will definitely wash away the Huoyuan Palace with blood."
Emperor Huoyuan's smile froze, and he looked at Xu Wanli and secretly complained. These words were Zuo Wuzhou's attitude, which directly put him into a dilemma. He pondered for a long time, weighed it for a moment, and said coldly: "Xu Wanli,
Hand over what the original Great Master wants. Do you just want to see Zuo Great Master and the original Great Master live and die?"
Xu Wanli was in inexplicable pain, and Xu Gaocheng became angry and said, "Your Majesty, you are unreasonable. Why do you want us to hand over a family heirloom?"
"How dare you, who are you? How dare you do this to His Majesty..." A ninth-level master beside the emperor angrily shouted with his sword.
Zuo Wuzhou moved and said, "Who are you? How dare you talk to my friend like this!"
The black shadow struck straight for the ninth level like a thunderbolt, and a gray shadow shot out at extremely fast speeds midway, catching the punch in the air! There was a muffled bang, and the two of them were separated at the first touch!
The difference was that Gray Shadow was not on guard, and was shocked and involuntarily knocked back by the punch. But Black Shadow captured the ninth-grade master, and without holding back, he let go and twisted, with a click!
A head flew out and rolled in front of the pale emperor, who looked at the old emperor with big horrified eyes!
There was so much blood in Zuo Wuzhou's voice that the old emperor was so horrified that he took three steps back: "Next time, you will be the one who dies!"
He slowly turned his face, with murderous intent in his dark pupils: "Original Ba, there is no point in talking, fight!"
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The original tyrant was astonished. He never expected that this young Soul Martial Lord would have such strong soul power that he could knock him back in one fell swoop. However, he sneered. He was confident that he was just not on guard for the moment: "Your Excellency.
With good skills, there is no need to be in such a hurry even if you want to die."
"I'm just asking you whether you want to hand over the thing or not!" Yuan Ba glared at Xu Wanli with murderous intent.
Being caught by the gaze, Xu Wanli's legs unconsciously softened a bit, and he tried his best to be brave: "I, I...".
"Do you know who I got this thing for?" Yuan Ba sneered, looking down at Zuo Wuzhou as if looking at a clown: "Even if you are Soul Martial Lord, you still can't afford to offend me.
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He had wanted to seize the Xu family's treasure two years ago. He had a big disaster in his life. If he didn't hand over this treasure, it would be difficult to quell his enemy's anger. And that person's anger was really beyond his ability to bear.
of.
Therefore, he is determined to get the Xu family's treasure.
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Zuo Wuzhou could not help but feel the fighting spirit in his heart. He kept his mind clear and shouted: "Just fight, why bother talking nonsense!"
Zuo Wuzhou took a long stride, let go and rushed forward, condensing the golden soul power in a punch and blasting it out! They were originally far apart, but with a long stride, he actually crossed the middle distance, and appeared in front of Yuan Ba in a flash!
A punch hit the head, and there was an extremely fierce crackling sound. No matter the momentum or the sound, it climbed straight to the peak. The punch was really unparalleled!
Yuan Ba, who was in the middle of the fist fight, felt his heart tremble, and the earth soul power exploded fiercely. They punched each other, each of them inspired endless dust smoke and gravel, and the strong wind danced wildly, and their figures kept intertwining.
"Well done." Zuo Wuzhou exclaimed happily. In the past year and a half, he has not encountered even one battle that allowed him to display his full strength.
In the past year and a half, he has only recently faced off against the ninth grade twice in a row. One ninth grade was vulnerable to a single blow, and was not even a match for him. The other time he faced the ninth grade with the cultivation of Soul Martial Lord, and that was a naked first grade.
The face-to-face slaughter made it even more impossible to show off.
Only in this current battle, both of them are Soul Martial Masters, and the original tyrants parried and counterattacked repeatedly, and interacted with each other. In this way, it was an evenly matched battle, and Zuo Wuzhou felt extremely happy.
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The battle was completely selfless, but it brought great difficulties to the spectators. Once the battle started, the spectators on the side, even the ninth grade, felt the suffocating pressure, and the surging soul power would stand closer.
People were so stressed that they vomited blood.
With the arrival of people from several other major families, more and more people were watching the battle. They were completely attracted by the battle at the Soul Martial Lord level, but they were forced to retreat further by the pressure.
At this moment, the battle in the square has slowed down. Zuo Wuzhou thought in his heart: "I lack systematic speed and movement moves. In terms of speed and movement, I am inferior. If I continue to fight like this, I will suffer a loss sooner or later. But.
, take the opportunity to try out what it’s like to fight at the Soul Martial Lord level.”
The battle between Hun Wu Zun and others was fascinated by it, and they wished they could transform into Hun Wu Zun immediately.
However, the power of Soul Martial Master's battle was beyond the imagination of the ninth grade. With just a few ups and downs, and a few intersections, the bluestone slabs in the square had been shattered countless times, and there were spider web-like cracks everywhere.
Zuo Wuzhou fought endlessly with the original tyrant in a roundabout way, quickly absorbing the combat experience of the Soul Martial Lord level, just like a sponge absorbing water.
From the initial awkwardness, unable to keep up with the rhythm of the battle, to this moment, I have gradually mastered the rules and rhythm of this level of battle.
Fighting at the Soul Martial Master level brought Zuo Wuzhou a new experience and a new feeling: "I can't blame the Soul Martial Master for being the real strong one, it turns out that the strength can be so great."
Although Zuo Wuzhou has gradually adapted to this level of fighting, in the eyes of many people, Zuo Wuzhou is undoubtedly at a disadvantage!
Several major aristocratic families looked at Xu Wanli with ill intentions, thinking that if this young Soul Martial Lord died in battle, the consequences for the Xu family could be imagined!