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As soon as that person appeared, a cold murderous intent instantly filled the entire place, and that aura was much more terrifying than what Kong Xiang had just emitted.

When the thin man saw the person coming, he shouted excitedly: "The eighth elder is here, the eighth elder is here."

Everyone in the surrounding martial arts association quickly bowed to the visitor and greeted him respectfully: "I'm here to see the Eighth Elder."

This is when the thin man came over, pointed at Qisha, looked at the middle-aged man and said through gritted teeth: "Eighth Elder, it was this bastard who knocked down the gate of the Wushu Association, and drove his car rampantly in the Wushu Association, killing many of our brothers.

Even the guard Kong Xiang was punched to death by him!"

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Qisha, his eyes narrowed slightly: "How many years has passed, no one has dared to be arrogant in the Wushu Association, you can also be called the number one person, then don't leave today, just take it

Use your life to compensate the Wushu Association for its losses!"

Qisha looked at the middle-aged man, chuckled and said, "Your tone is quite impressive, but do you think you have what it takes?"

The middle-aged man looked at Qisha and smiled: "Whether I have that ability, you will know soon."

At this time, a martial arts disciple next to him looked at the middle-aged man and shouted quickly: "Eighth Elder, this man is the deputy commander of the Heavenly Punishment Legion, Qisha. He is very skilled, even Elder Kong Xiang was killed by him with one punch.

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As soon as he finished speaking, he was arrogantly interrupted by the thin man next to him: "So what about seven kills? Being able to kill Kong Xiang to protect him means that he is qualified to be arrogant in the Wushu Association?"

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Well, don't forget that Kong Xiang's guardian is only a fifth-level cultivation of Emperor Wu, but each of the eight elders has an emperor-level cultivation, and the eight elders also have a first-level cultivation of Emperor Wu.

Even if fifty Kong Xiang guards were tied together, they would not be a match for the Eighth Elder.

Therefore, his Seven Kills have the right to be arrogant in front of others, but in front of the great elder, he has to lie down obediently."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Qisha, gritting his teeth and saying, "Zhazui, you will stay here forever today!"

But Qisha looked at the middle-aged man with a calm expression: "The first level of Emperor Wu's cultivation is not enough!"

The middle-aged man looked at Qisha and laughed angrily: "You are so arrogant. If you are just a good talker, it still won't change the outcome of your blood splattering on the spot."

Qisha chuckled and said, "You will know right away who is bleeding on the spot."

The middle-aged man looked at Qisha, smiled sternly, and rushed towards Qisha.

Qisha didn't dodge, he faced him boldly, and bumped into the middle-aged man hard.

Suddenly, there was a violent collision sound, like a violent bean. The two people moved so fast that they could not see clearly the boxing skills. The building collapsed instantly, dust flew up, and there was no one on the other side.

The thin man sneered and said: "Looking at the entire Daxia Empire, there are only a few dignified emperor-level existences. He is capable of seven kills, but in front of the Eighth Elder, he still has to kneel obediently!

I am sure that the result of this competition is that the Eighth Elder wins and he loses!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew out of the dust and smoke, and hit the ground hard. He spurted blood from his mouth and twitched all over. It seemed that he would not survive.

Slender Man Hao Heng said: "What did I say? The Seven Killers can't withstand the Eighth Elder's urging!"

But there was a martial arts disciple next to him who looked at the man on the ground and shouted with a pale face: "That doesn't seem to be the Seven Kills."

"If it's not Seven Kills, which one is it? Why are you talking nonsense!" The thin man curled his lips and looked at the man on the ground, but the next moment he froze there, as if struck by lightning.

The person lying on the ground was not Qisha, but it was clearly the Eighth Elder.

The thin man's eyes almost popped out of his head. The emperor-level master, the eighth elder who existed at the top of the Wushu Association's pyramid, was defeated by Qisha? How is this possible?

But this is an indisputable fact.

At this time, a tall figure covered in blood walked out of the dust and smoke, looked at everyone and laughed and said: "It's a lot of fun, I haven't fought like this for a long time, is there anyone here to come again?"

What came out was none other than Seven Kills.

He killed everyone and shouted loudly:
Chapter completed!