"Ling'er, I've met Brother Qing just now. He agrees with the matter between us. If you want us to communicate more, why not practice together, right?" Murong Tuo, who ignored Wang Hui, said to Duanmu Ling in a very sweet tone.

"Stop! You should call me the full name! Those who don't know think I am you." Duanmu Ling said with disgust, "I don't care what Brother Qing said. If he likes you and lets him marry you, what does it have to do with me."

"Ling'er! You are becoming more and more distorted!" A very abrupt voice inserted into the conversation between Duanmu Ling and Murong Tuo.

Wang Hui couldn't help but look over and found that four people came in from outside the Martial Arts Hall. Two of them had particularly strong auras. Although they were not cultivators, they probably also had the strength of the Martial God Stage.

"Brother Wudi, Brother Qing! There are still a few brothers, you are all here!" Murong Tuo greeted him happily and called him intimately.

"Is the one you are talking to just now?" Wang Hui lowered his voice and asked Duanmu Ling.

"His name is Duanmu Qing, the top-level martial god stage. It is said that it is only about to break through to the cultivator realm. It is my family, but it is not my biological brother. It is a typical egoist, and he is selfish." Duanmu Ling obviously disliked this person very much. "The other martial god stage is named Murong Wudi, who is Murong Tuo's biological brother. Like Duanmu Qing, they are affiliated with the Huameng Martial God Department. You can tell how arrogant he is when you hear his name."

"Didn't the name be chosen by my parents? It seems that he can't blame him." Wang Hui said with a smile.

"You are wrong. His real name is not that majestic. He changed it after he became the God of Martial Arts. That's why I said he was arrogant and even a little ignorant of the world." Duanmu Ling shook his head and said.

"Ling'er! Are you talking to you for your brother?" Duanmu Qing's voice sounded again, interrupting the conversation between Wang Hui and Duanmu Ling. His voice was powerful and powerful, and he was not afraid of disturbing the rest of the martial arts hall. After all, with his strength, even the ten martial god-stage mentors may not be his opponent, so he was not afraid of causing trouble at all.

"Is there anything wrong?" Duanmu Ling asked lazily.

Duanmuqing gritted her teeth and seemed very unhappy, but she seemed to not dare to do anything to Duanmuling, so she turned her eyes to Wang Hui and said coldly: "Boy, are you the guy who seduces my little sister Ling'er?"

"Senior brother, don't misunderstand me. I'm just an ordinary friend with Duanmu Ling." In order not to cause trouble, Wang Hui even called Duanmu Qing the senior brother, which gave Duanmu Qing enough face.

"Hmph! Do you think I will believe what you said?" Duanmu Qing snorted coldly.

Wang Hui frowned slightly, thinking that this guy is sincerely asking for trouble and being shameless. Do you really treat himself as a cultivator?

With his current strength, even if he is not a match for a warrior in the martial arts stage, at least he will be fine to save his life, so he is not afraid of the other party at all. If the other party is really sincerely causing trouble, then there is no need for him to settle the matter.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Murong Tuo whispering a few words in Duanmuqing's ear. Duanmuqing smiled and said, "This idea is good. Since you are so confident, you will follow you. You are all new disciples. I have been in the art for several years. If I teach him a lesson, I'm afraid someone will gossip, and it's better for you."

"Thank you, Brother Qing, for your fulfillment!" Murong Tuo said with his fists, and then looked at Wang Hui, "Brother Wang, I don't care whether you really like Ling'er, but I just don't like seeing my own woman with other men! Why don't we bet on a bet?"

"Murong Tuo! Don't go too far. Wang Hui is only a warrior in the seventh level of divine power stage. You are in the ninth level of martial arts. What's the fairness of the two of you competing?" Duanmu Ling said angrily.

"Ling'er, shut up, there's nothing you have to do with here!" Duanmu Qing said domineeringly.

"Duanmuqing, don't think you are a disciple of our family. I am the daughter of a separate family. You can be domineering to me. This is Shangqing Sect, not the Duanmu family, nor the Huameng Martial God Department!" Duanmu Ling said angrily.

"Ling'er, I advise you not to be so stubborn. If you are disobedient, your parents will definitely not have any good life. And you'd better not force me to do it, otherwise you will really lose very ugly." Duanmu Ling's words were full of threat.

Duanmu Ling stopped talking. Although she looked extremely angry, under Duanmu Qing's threat, she could only endure this anger and unwillingness.

Murong Tuo smiled, looked at Wang Hui again, waiting for Wang Hui's answer.

Wang Hui naturally didn't want to have such a meaningless battle. After all, Duanmu Ling was not the person he liked. First, there was no need, and second, he was really not sure to defeat Murong Tuo.

"I'm sorry, Brother Murong, I don't have that interest, I'll let you down." Wang Hui bowed and sat back in his seat to continue.

However, his concessions did not bring peace. Murong Tuo's face suddenly appeared and suddenly he did not answer. He directly rushed towards Wang Hui with a palm from the air.

This palm contained 80% of his skills, and it was clearly necessary to knock Wang Hui down with one blow and give Wang Hui the most powerful force.

But Wang Hui was not a vegetarian. Although he refused Murong Tuo's competition, he was always on guard against the other side. When he suddenly saw Murong Tuo attacking, he was not in a hurry. At the same time, he punched him. On the one hand, he naturally wanted to test Murong Tuo's strength, and on the other hand, he also made a direct reaction from his anger.

"Bang!"

A loud bang exploded in the martial arts hall. Wang Hui used his magic weapon body to cooperate with the sea of ​​creation, which not only offset most of Murong Tuo's internal strength attacks, but also allowed himself to stand firmly.

Murong Tuo's face was unstable. Although he knew that Wang Hui was not bad and that he was very likely to have defensive magic weapons, he did not let Wang Hui move in a short while under the attack of his eight successful powers. This surprised him and he couldn't hold on his face at all.

"Hahaha, Murong Tuo, you have only such skills. Did you forget to eat today?" Murong Wudi, who had not spoken, laughed. Although he was Murong Tuo's biological brother, he was very arrogant and arrogant. Seeing that his younger brother was so weak, he couldn't help but sarcastic.

After Murong Wudi said this, Murong Tuo was obviously completely angry. He immediately took out two thunder and lightning guns, and the stinging sound resounded throughout the martial arts hall.

The warriors who were close to Murong Tuo and Wang Hui stood in a distance. They were afraid of hurting themselves and were unwilling to miss this wonderful scene, so they completely gave up and continued their practice. They all watched the excitement with great enthusiasm.

Seeing Murong Tuo take out the thunder and lightning spear, Wang Hui knew that this matter would not be good today. It was definitely not his own style to give in, and it was useless, so he also took out the whirlwind dagger and held it firmly in his hand.

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