The old man sighed and said, "However, in recent years, countless young masters have emerged from the Western powers, and even among the younger generation, there are several eight-stage Arthurian, which is our grandmaster eight-stage.

In contrast, there are too few young masters in our Chinese country and are no match for the West at all.”

"I finally got a Mu Wushuang and I was beaten to pieces by you.

So, you must attend the World Martial Arts Conference and teach the proud and arrogant guys in the West a lesson!"

"A piece of cake!"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

The old man nodded slightly, suddenly thought of something, his face was solemn, and he said, "Tomorrow, when you fight Tianlang Baxiang Mountain, do you want me to come forward--" Lin Feng shook his head and smiled, and said, "No need!"

As he said that, he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, old man.

I promise that I won’t kill Tianlang, he can completely participate in the World Martial Arts Conference!”

"—"This time, not only did I beg for myself, Miss Jiu was speechless, but the corners of the old man's mouth twitched and a moment of speechlessness.

They really want to say, you have such a big face! "Old man, there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Lin Feng stood up and left.

The old man shook his head and smiled, poured two cups of tea, one for himself, and the other for the other was defeated opposite him.

The old man said, "Old man, what do you think of this kid?"

An old man holding a bamboo pole walked in and sat opposite the old man.

His eyes were blind, but he could clearly judge the old man's position.

This surprised Miss Nine.

But when you think of the other person's identity, everything is reasonable.

Old Man Zhugan is not someone else, but the leader of the five great masters in the world - the old blind man.

The old blind man took a sip of tea, thought for a while, and only said two words.

"Real dragon!"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help laughing.

——No words all night.

On the second day, Baxiangshan, martial arts performance platform.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, it was already crowded, and many people came to occupy a seat early in the morning to pay attention to this peak battle.

God-level Venerable! The legendary existence has not appeared for hundreds of years, and everyone wants to see the style of God-level Venerable! There are many big bosses, kings in the underground world, and famous figures in the martial arts world, all of whom were present.

Even the people in the Hidden Sect appeared, hid among the crowd, silently following the battle.

But what people are more curious about is the identity of the challenger Lin Xuantian! What kind of strength does he dare to challenge the god-level venerable?

Could it be that Lin Xuantian is also a god?

People are curious and look forward to this battle very much.

People from the Mu family appeared, each lowering their heads, looking dejected.

Compared to the past, the changes are too obvious.

Some people present lamented the impermanence of the world.

The Mu family, one of the four kings of Jingzhou, is blessed by the god-level venerable. It can be said that it is as bright as the sun and has unlimited scenery.

Who would have thought that he would decline overnight?

And all of this is because of one person! Lin Feng! The Mu family is just an empty shell, only a false name left?

The enemy of the Mu family did not take action because the reason was very simple. They were afraid of this god-level venerable! "Hmph, cheer me up."

Mu Qiankun snorted coldly. He had experienced too much bad news this night and was much haggard, as if he was about ten years old.

"Our Mu family has not yet died, we still have a chance."

Mu Qiankun said: "As long as we win today, we will have a chance to make a comeback."

"Yes, the head of the family!"

Some people think that Mu Qiankun is fine when he says this. After all, there is a god-level venerable in charge. It is not difficult for the Mu family to make a comeback.

At this time, people were crowded with people up and down Baxiang Mountain, and the noise was rumbling. They were all looking forward to this battle.

Lin Xuantian's identity has made countless people curious and are discussing it hotly.

"I bet that Lin Xuantian must be a fairy-like old man with a white beard!"

"That's not necessarily."

"Do you dare to gamble?"

"What are you betting on?"

"My one month's late-night snack!"

"Go a bet!"

And at the foot of Baxiang Mountain, a big man opened a gambling plate.

The gameplay is simplest - bet on winning or losing.

But Lin Feng - No, Lin Xuantian's odds are a bit pitiful and quite miserable.

The winner of the god-level venerable of the Mu family is more than ten times that of Lin Feng.

At this time, two S-class Mercedes-Benz appeared at the foot of Baxiang Mountain.

Lin Feng, Ye Zongheng, Ye Qingyu got out of the car, and old man Zhang Taishan, Feng Long and others were accompanied.

The fat white man Ma Hu, Zhang Hao, Liu Shishi, Sun Xiaoqi and others all came.

Lin Feng's appearance caused a sensation.

Now, he is a hot figure in Jingzhou. He is very famous and sensational, and he is vaguely the number one person in Jingzhou.

Along the way, the eyes looked at Lin Feng with a burning look, with a hint of awe.

"Damn, what's going on?

Do you have some insight? Do you know what the situation is now?

Grandma's legs, why are the odds so bad!"

"No, I'll bet Lin Xuantian, one million!"

The fat white man Ma Hu thought for a moment, then silently took out his pocket money and bet Tianlang three million.

"Chicken thief!"

Zhang Hao cursed angrily.

"Hey.

What do you know?

This is called small gambling and big gambling to make life!"

Ma Hu smiled.

"Anyway, I support Lin generation!"

Liu Shishi bet two million.

Sun Xiaoqi bet Lin Xuantian for ten million.

For some reason, she always felt that Lin Xuantian was most likely Lin Feng.

And she had a special trust in Lin Feng and felt that he could not defeat him.

Ma Hu, Sun Xiaoqi and others left.

A dignified and generous woman with a hint of wildness appeared, looking at the big plate, her lips slightly raised, and she felt playful.

She bet 10 million on Tianlang and Lin Xuantian respectively! Lin Feng and his group climbed to the top of the mountain and appeared on the martial arts stage, which immediately caused a sensation.

Countless people screamed and shouted wildly.

Obviously, everything in heaven and earth has spread.

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds, and Lin Feng became the God of War and a hero.

Chong Guan was angry and was so angry that he could hit the shells with his body.
Chapter completed!