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He suddenly raised the iron staff and slowly pointed it towards his chest.

But after all, he has a very deep cultivation, and he vaguely knows that something is wrong. There seems to be a voice deep in his heart saying: "No, if this continues, it will be terrible!"

But caught in the changes of the chess game, he still tapped his chest with the iron stick in his left hand inch by inch.

Suddenly, a slight commotion suddenly sounded in the originally quiet valley.

The source of the sound is the large number of onlookers on the outermost periphery.

Some people shouted the name of the leader of Black Wind Village, while others frequently turned back to look at the sky outside the valley.

But I saw two black spots in the sky outside the valley, one behind the other, enlarging rapidly and approaching quickly.

A black spot at the front became increasingly clear, and it turned out to be a majestic giant eagle with unusually black feathers.

And the burly man sitting on the big chair with an eagle's back is like a god riding an eagle, descending from the sky, and his whole body is filled with an unspeakable terrifying and intimidating force. The moment you see him, you feel like

It feels like the hair on your head is standing on end and you are in awe.

In comparison, the charming and charming Wanwan beside him was ignored by others and his light was obscured.

The demon king of one side, the leader of Heifeng Village—Jiang Dali!

Seeing this person, one can't help but think of many rumors about this person in the world recently.

First capture the Tianshan child's grandmother, and then capture the Yin empress Zhu Yuyan.

Even the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai were defeated by him, and now they are forced to stay in Heifeng Village to entertain hundreds of players.

Before anyone becomes an enemy of such a fierce person, he must carefully consider whether he will be captured and taken away by force.

You know, the head of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun, has not yet been able to escape from the prison in Heifeng Village, and he has endless customers every day.

"He's actually here too!"

The heroes in the valley were probably alarmed and stood up one after another to look at the swooping giant eagle.

Ding Chunqiu's old face changed slightly, showing surprise and suspicion.

Jiumozhi's expression was solemn and gloomy, remembering the embarrassment he was in when he escaped from Black Wind Stronghold and the three mouthfuls of blood he vomited afterwards.

Duan Yu's expression became even more angry as he thought of the letter home sent by his mother, Dao Baifeng, a few days ago.

Feng Han, the sword in his left hand, Master Zangling and other masked people who had never met the leader of Black Wind Village all looked sideways with different expressions.

Su Xinghe, whose heart was originally immersed in the chessboard, was shocked. He immediately stood up and shouted with joy, his beard trembling slightly.

"Master Jiang is indeed a trustworthy person. I would like to thank the Master for attending the appointment in person!"

He had been forced to pretend to be deaf and dumb under Ding Chunqiu's pressure, but today he actually spoke, and he was determined to fight Ding Chunqiu to the death.

Even if Jiang Dali doesn't come, he will still compete with Ding Chunqiu.

But now, Jiang Dali is still up.

"This old guy Su Xinghe really invited an outsider to deal with me."

Ding Chunqiu's expression changed instantly, and his eyebrows rose.

"Haw!!——"

The cry of the eagle was approaching, the giant bird flapped its wings as it swooped down and landed, and a strong wind seemed to blow in the valley.

Jiang Dali's heroic laughter sounded like a lion and a tiger roaring in the valley, "Hahahaha! It seems that the leader of this village has arrived just in time. So many fellow martial artists have gathered here. It is really a grand event!

Hahaha!!"

The laughter spread and rumbled in the valley, causing waves of echoes. It was as powerful as a roaring mountain and a tsunami. It showed an extremely powerful and powerful internal force and was so frightening that everyone present changed their color.

"Hehe - there are a lot of people. It's fun when there are a lot of people. But I can't play with bad people like you."

At the same time, Huanwan's voice was also transmitted, like a silver bell ringing. Combined with the magic of the devil that she unconsciously performed and her beautiful and innocent face, it immediately bewitched many people in the venue and was a little confused.

God is intoxicated.

Duan Yanqing, who had the iron rod in his hand that was almost inserted into his chest, groaned and was awakened by Jiang Dali's laughter that sounded like a slap in the face. He suddenly woke up from the psychedelic chess game.

With a horrified look on his face, he immediately looked at Jiang Dali, who was flying down from the air with Huan Huan, and there was a strange look in his eyes...




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