"Just you?"

Hearing Qiu Da's words, Wang Jinhu couldn't help but sneer: "A betrayal dog who lost to me twenty years ago dares to speak so arrogantly?"

After saying that.

A thick breath also spread out from his body. Wherever he passed, the air around him was buzzing and trembling, as if he could not bear the momentum.

Feeling this breath, everyone was calm.

My originally nervous heart calmed down a lot in an instant.

yes.

After all, Wang Jinhu is a strong man in the Yuanli Realm and has strong strength. Moreover, twenty years ago, Blood Shura was defeated by Wang Jinhu. If it really started fighting, Wang Jinhu might not be afraid of him.

not to mention.

There were many strong people at this banquet, even the elders of the Imperial City Academy.

Can a mere blood Shura still turn the world?

Ye Wushuang hesitated for a moment, but decided not to take action.

After all, this is a private matter of the Black Tiger Gang, and he has no right to inquire.

"Master Jin, you don't need to take action, I'll deal with him!" At this moment, Li Chen took a step forward, and his bones crackled.

He was ugly at the banquet today, and his heart was full of anger. At this moment, the Blood Shura came to him on his own initiative. How could he not seize the opportunity to relieve his anger?

Hearing this, Wang Jinhu nodded.

He said to the guests with a worried look: "Don't worry, everyone, Li Chen is the most outstanding disciple of my Black Tiger Gang. It's not bad to let him kill the blood Shura."

"Haha." Hearing this, Qiu Da sneered and said, "Wang Jinhu, are you going to let such a boy come and die? Aren't you afraid that I will slap him down?"

"court death!"

Hearing this, Li Chen's face changed slightly.

As soon as he moved his body, he rushed towards Qiu Da on the opposite side.

His clothes all over his body instantly bulged, and his bones crackled, like a sound explosion. His right fist was thunderous and thunderous, ramming towards Qiu Da on the opposite side.

However, just as the two collided, a scream suddenly sounded.

Li Chen's figure flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting the wall hard, shaking the entire hall trembled.

There was a fist mark on his chest, which was directly concave and stuck to the wall, softening into a pile of mud.

"Li Chen!"

Wang Jinhu's face suddenly changed, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

My most proud disciple was actually blown away by a punch from Blood Shura?

Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang shook his head.

Wang Jinhu is still entrusted.

After all, Blood Shura is a predecessor who has been famous for a long time. Even if the two have the same cultivation level, Li Chen is probably not a match for Blood Shura. Wang Jinhu actually asked him to go up, which is indeed no different from dying.

Blood Shura grinned and said, "Don't worry, your disciple just fainted, it's your turn next!"

After saying this, Qiu Dashi flashed out like a ghost, and the wind roared and rolled out of his body, heading towards Wang Jinhu opposite him.

A vast cultivation also permeated from his body.

"The second level of the Yuan Realm?" Elder Ge's face changed slightly.

"No wonder he dared to break into the Black Tiger Gang alone. It turned out that he had entered the Lianyuan Realm!" Old Zhou also took a breath of air conditioning and said in surprise.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jinhu had to take action. After all, this place is the Black Tiger Gang. As the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, he naturally cannot sit idly by.

Thinking of this, Wang Jinhu also moved his body and raised his palm to slap the Blood Shura.

Crackling!

The two of them instantly fought each other and collided seven or eight times. Their spiritual power burst out like sparks, extremely gorgeous. And their speed was very fast, and everyone could only see two vague figures, as fast as lightning.

Every punch and every kick brought a strong wind, the surrounding tables and chairs were torn to pieces, and the vases even burst into pieces.

“So strong!”

Chen Ping exclaimed, his pupils trembling slightly.

Is this the battle between the powerful people in the Lianyuan Realm?

Everyone present was attracted by the fight and showed excitement on their faces.

After all, the battle between powerful people in the Lianyuan Realm is not that easy to see.

"After this battle, even if you lose everything, you have to find a strong man in the Lianyuan Realm as a bodyguard."

"In front of the Lianyuan Realm, mortals are like ants, and can be killed at will!"

The guests swallowed.

I was sweating coldly in my heart.

However, just as the fight was in full swing, Xue Shura suddenly raised his right hand. The blood light rolled between his five fingers, like condensed blood, and an evil aura also spread out from his palm.

"Nether Blood-Devouring Palm!"

Wow!

A blood-red skeleton roared out instantly and rushed towards Wang Jinhu opposite him.

Under this palm, Wang Jinhu immediately took a few steps back, and blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth. The expression on his face became much weaker in an instant, and his face was as pale as paper.

"Mr. Jin lost?" Seeing this scene, Leng Rushuang's face suddenly changed.

"How is this possible?"

"Will Mr. Jin actually lose?"

The guests around were also incredible.

Wang Jinhu is the top five master in Qingshan County. He actually lost to Xue Shura?

"Hahahaha!" Xue Shura laughed wildly and said with a ferocious expression: "Wang Jinhu, although your cultivation is almost the same, I have never dared to slack off in the past twenty years. I have been practicing hard every day! But you have always been a pampered person. I am afraid that I have not even experienced the actual combat several times, right?"

What he said makes sense.

Blood Shura has been practicing hard for the past twenty years, but Wang Jinhu's daily pampering life has long left him with a huge amount of Blood Shura.

Failure is not an unexpected thing.

Wang Jinhu's body trembled, with a trace of blood on his lips, and he smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that your progress in the past twenty years was so rapid that I lost. Can you spare my life?"

"What do you think?" Xue Shura grinned and looked at him with contempt.

Hearing this, Wang Jinhu's heart sank slightly.

He knew that he would definitely die today.

But he still gritted his teeth and said in a nearly begging tone: "Brother Qiu, you can kill me, but please let go of the guests present, and my family, Wang Jinhu, beg you!"

"Hahaha!"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Shura laughed wildly again: "Wang Jinhu, did you know me on the first day? You know my personality and never do such a thing as cutting grass and keeping roots!"

This is how the Bai family twenty years ago.

The whole clan was slaughtered by the Blood Shura.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy to ask his subordinates to show mercy.

Hearing this, the guests around him were so scared that their bodies trembled. They were even more timid. They knelt down on the ground and wailed: "Master Qiu, we have nothing to do with Wang Jinhu. You can let us go!"

"Yes, please give us your best and spare our life!"

"Master Qiu, as long as you let us go, we can give you as much money!"

Faced with the threat of life, even these powerful and upper-class people will become no different from ordinary people.

Wang Jinhu sighed.

My heart is ashamed.

He knew that he would die, but the only thing he apologized for was that his younger brother and nephew would also be implicated.

Thinking of this, Wang Jinhu was in great pain in his heart, and two lines of hot tears slid down his face.

He suddenly remembered what his master once said to him before he became a master: I will pay it back sooner or later when I come out to do it.

But at this moment.

There was a sudden sound in the noisy hall:

"Wang Jinhu, give me 50 million, and I will save the Heihu Gang once."
Chapter completed!