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Chapter 162 Wang Xiaoer takes action

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"This move is very cool. It will give you 82 points, and the remaining 18 points will be given to you in the form of 666."

"This is the style of a time traveler. If you can do it, try not to push it."

"Decisive in killing, well done!"

"These three guys are not good people. Let's just kill them."

As Wang Xiaoer instantly killed Peng Lianhu, Master Lingzhi, and Liang Ziwen with one move, the group members were in an uproar.

"@王小儿, I see something is wrong when you take action."

Su Qing touched his chin, Aite Wang Xiaoer, and said.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Xiaoer was a little confused.

"Based on the description in the original work, the strength of Peng Lianhu and the others is only at the acquired level."

"Even among the five extraordinary abilities in the world, they are at most acquired abilities and have definitely not reached the innate level."

"Among them, the most powerful martial artist, Wang Chongyang, who had the most powerful martial arts, barely touched the edge of the innate realm. Later, he died due to breaking through the innate realm."

"But when you guys took action just now, I saw that Peng Lianhu and the three of them were really full of energy. They looked like Xiantian realm warriors."

Su Qing thought for a while and asked: "This is obviously different from the original work. What is going on?"

In fact, Huang Laoxie's appearance during Wang Xiaoer's last live broadcast made him a little suspicious.

The strength shown by Huang Laoxie is obviously not consistent with the original work.

However, Su Qing didn't care at that time and just thought he had seen it wrong.

"This question, it should be said that the overall strength has been significantly enhanced."

Wang Xiaoer replied: "Maybe this is the world of comprehensive martial arts. The dimension has been improved, the aura of heaven and earth is obviously richer, and the martial arts is more prosperous?"

"Of course, I don't know the specific reason."

"as far as I know."

He spoke quickly, and only then did the group members realize how much the world of mixed martial arts had changed.

Let’s not talk about the distant ones, let’s talk about the nearby Mongolia, Jin and Song Dynasties.

The Five Ultimate Skills in the World are third-level masters, and the leader of the Five Ultimate Skills, the Central Divine Power King Chongyang, has touched the fourth-level martial arts Gang Qi realm.

Twenty years ago, during the Kaiju Battle between the Song and Jin Dynasties, the Song army divided its forces into three groups to attack Shaanxi, Lianghuai and other places.

After hearing the news, Jin Ting appointed Pu Sankui as the deputy marshal on the left and Wanyan Kuang as the deputy marshal on the right, and led the army to block the Song army.

At the beginning of the war, various Song armies took the initiative to attack and successively recovered Sizhou, Hongxian and other places. However, they suffered setbacks in their attacks on Su, Tang, Cai and other states.

After that, Pu Sankui took advantage of the success in the first battle and divided his troops into nine groups to launch a comprehensive counterattack against the Southern Song Dynasty from Shaanxi, Henan, Huaibei and other places.

At the critical moment, Wang Chongyang organized heroes from all over the world to go to support and fight against the top master of the Jin Dynasty, Sunflower Ancestor.

The battle was earth-shattering, and the sun and the moon were dim. Wang Chongyang used his innate skills to defeat the ancestor Sunflower's magical skills from the Sunflower Book, and both sides suffered losses.

The morale of the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty greatly increased, and finally stopped the Jin soldiers from continuing to move south, and this was the reason why the Jiading Peace Negotiation was held.

However, Wang Chongyang was severely injured and died shortly after returning to the Quanzhen Sect. Before he died, he used his last breath to defeat the Western Poison Ouyang Feng's Toad Kung Fu.

After the Sunflower Patriarch returned to Jinting, he was seriously injured and died soon after.

After this battle, the Song and Jin Dynasties did not dare to start another war for 20 years.

Temujin, who was supposed to only know how to ride and shoot in history, turned out to be a master-level master in this world of mixed martial arts, practicing the Blue Wolf Magic Skill that can only be practiced by the blood of the Golden Family of the Prairie.

Therefore, the 20 years between the Song and Jin Dynasties gave Temujin an opportunity to quietly grow.

The surrounding small countries, Tubo, Dali, and Xixia, still exist, but they are also sandwiched between the Song, Jin, and Mongolia, and they have both sides.

There are places further away, Wang Xiaoer once heard from merchants coming and going.

Thousands of miles away, there are the Qin, Han, Qing, Tang, Ming and other dynasties, and there are endless masters emerging.

"I see. No wonder it's a mixed martial arts plane. It's equivalent to a hodgepodge."

Su Qing thought for a while and stopped holding on to this issue.

Since it has become a hodgepodge of martial arts, it is normal that the strength of the various masters does not match the original work.

"Maybe it's just as the waiter said, it's due to the martial arts."

"Hey, no matter what the reason is, let's watch the live broadcast first."

"Indeed, it doesn't matter if the strength becomes stronger, as long as the plot remains the same."

“It’s really nice to have the advantage of foresight.”

After listening to their conversation, the other group members didn't pay much attention.

Even the Three Kingdoms of Gaowu, Zhetian, Panlong, and Honghuang all appeared, so what does a hodgepodge of martial arts mean?

in the field.

"what"

Wan Yankang screamed, his eyes showing fear, and he almost peed his pants in fright.

These are the three innate masters that his father finally invited, and they just throw themselves into the street like this?

Then how strong must the opponent be to kill three innate masters with one move?

He can't be a legendary master-level expert, right?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!

There are only five master-level masters in Dajin and Dasong, known as the Five Ultimate Masters.

But Chongyang, the king of supernatural powers, had long since died, leaving only four.

And each of these four is at least 50 or [-] years old, and none of them are that young.

Who is he?

"Step aside!"

Suddenly there was a sound of shouting in the distance, and more than a dozen strong military servants holding canes were beating randomly on both sides to drive away the idlers.

I saw six strong men walking over carrying a large sedan chair embroidered with gold and red.

"The princess is here!"

All the servants of the young prince shouted.

"Uncle Yang, your wife is here."

Wang Xiaoer's heart moved and he said to Yang Tiexin.

"Cherish the weak."

Yang Tiexin watched dreamily as the sedan door opened and a slender hand stretched out.

Immediately afterwards, Bao Xiruo walked out of the sedan, came to Wanyankang, and gently wiped the ashes from his face.

"The plowshare is damaged. Tomorrow, ask Zhang Muer of Dongcun to add one and a half kilograms of iron and make a dozen."

Seeing his wife whom he had not seen for more than ten years, Yang Tiexin immediately understood and said loudly.

"What did you say?"

When Bao Xiruo heard this, his whole body trembled. He was speechless for a while and stared at Yang Tiexin.

"I said the plowshare is damaged. Tomorrow I'll ask Zhang Mu'er from East Village to add one and a half kilograms of iron and make a dozen plows."

Yang Tiexin said slowly.

"Who are you? How do you know what my husband said the night he died?"

Bao Xiruo said with a trembling voice as his feet were sore and weak.

"Xiaowei!"

"Brother Tie!"

During the conversation between the two, Bao Xiruo flew into Yang Tiexin's arms.

Wanyankang was stunned. Am I really a Han?
Wang Xiaoer's mouth showed a playful smile, looking forward to the next plot.

"How do you know that Princess Zhao is his wife?"

Huang Rong walked up to him and asked in a low voice. She was full of doubts in her heart.

For example, how could Wang Xiaoer suddenly become a master-level expert when he was just an ordinary waiter in a shop?

How does the other party know about the grievances between the Guo and Yang families more than ten years ago and the life experience of Prince Zhao?
Also, how did the other party recognize her and know her identity?

"I know a lot of things."

Wang Xiaoer glanced sideways at her and replied softly.

The little girl is curious about herself?This is a good start!

but
Wang Xiaoer raised his head and shouted into the distance:

"Old Huang, since you're here, why don't you show up and see me?"

When he dealt with Peng Lianhu and the others before, he sensed a trace of zhenqi fluctuation in the distance.

With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he discovered Huang Laoxie hiding in the dark.

Maybe his action caused Huang Laoxie's mood swings, which made him feel it.

"You kid, stay away from my daughter!"

Sure enough, after a moment, Huang Laoxie's figure fell down like a leaf.He stared at Wang Xiaoer with an unkind look, as if he were looking at a pig trying to eat his own cabbage.

He had just seen clearly that this boy had ill intentions towards his precious daughter.

"father"

Huang Rong threw herself into Huang Laoxie's arms and burst into tears, which made her very sad.

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"Pfft, the death stare from the old father!"

"Wang Xiaoer: Lao Huang, how do you know that I am attracted to your daughter? You are such an accurate judge of people!"

"Remove the word 'see'!"

"Good guy, you can really drive on any broken road, right?"

"Laugh!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaoer was disliked by Huang Laoxie, the group members were happy.

I understand the mentality of my old father.

Su Qing shook his head and continued reading.

in the field.

Now, the scene becomes more interesting.

Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo talked to each other about the pain of missing each other for more than ten years.

Huang Laoxie held his daughter Huang Rong in his arms and comforted her daughter, who had run away from home during her rebellious period, with a warm voice.

Wanyankang was in a mess, staring blankly at his mother and a Han pariah hugging each other. He was a little at a loss.

Guo Jing and Mu Nianci also stared blankly at this sudden turn of events.

"Tap Tap"

At this moment, there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance, from far to near.

In a short time, groups of well-equipped soldiers came from all directions and surrounded the entire street.

The leader was a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing and wearing a python robe. He was Wanyan Honglie, King Zhao of Jin Kingdom.

Next to him was a tall, middle-aged man wearing white clothes, with a high nose and deep eyes. He was Ouyang Feng, one of the Five Ultimates.

"Cherish the weakness, Kang'er!"

After all, this is the capital of the Jin Kingdom, and Wanyan Honglie is committed to the struggle for the throne, so he is naturally full of informants.

What happened on the street soon reached his ears, and he realized that Yang Tiexin, who had escaped back then, had actually returned.

Seeing that Bai Yueguang was about to run away in his heart, Wanyan Honglie didn't hesitate, so he gathered his troops and rushed over.

"Father!"

Seeing Wanyan Honglie's arrival, Wanyankang was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him.

"Your Highness, please go back. I will not follow you back to the palace."

Bao Xiruo's expression was solemn, changing from his usual weak look.

"what?"

Wanyan Honglie and Wanyankang were shocked at the same time.

"My husband is not dead. I have left him to the end of the world."

Bao Xiruo looked back at Yang Tiexin and replied softly.

"Ha ha."

Wanyan Honglie had a bitter look on his face. His hospitality and tenderness that had lasted for more than ten years were no match for his original wife!

"Mr. Ouyang, please."

He turned his head to Ouyang Feng and said respectfully.

Ouyang Feng tilted his head slightly, looked at Huang Yaoshi aside, and bowed his hands.

"Brother Yao, we are saying goodbye in Huashan. We haven't seen each other for many years. How are you doing?"

He held a ghost-headed snake staff in his hand, and it made a very sharp and clanging sound like metal.

"Brother Feng, are you working for the Jin people?"

Huang Yaoshi held Huang Rong in his arms, pressed the jade flute with his other hand, and asked lightly.

Although he is a rebellious and arrogant person, he would rather die than surrender if he is asked to serve the foreign barbarians.

"Brother Yao, what you said is wrong. Our White Camel Villa is located in the Western Region, and I, Ouyang Feng, am not from the Song Dynasty. How can I be different from Han and Yi?"

Faced with Huang Yaoshi's dissatisfaction, Ouyang Feng readily admitted it.

"Forget it, I haven't seen you in 20 years. Brother Feng must be more powerful, so let me come and learn from him."

Huang Yaoshi knew that Ouyang Feng was extremely cunning and refused to convince others of his martial arts skills.

I'm just a little confused, did his Toad Kung Fu recover after being damaged by Wang Chongyang's Yang Finger?
"it is good"

Ouyang Feng was about to reply, but was interrupted by Wang Xiaoer who was watching the show.

"Old Huang, wait a minute. Why don't you let me try this Western poison?"

Ouyang Feng is one of the top five masters in the world, how can he listen to such words?
"Ha ha!"

He sneered and swayed like a white smoke, heading straight towards Wang Xiaoer.

"Hmph, good time."

Wang Xiaoer stepped forward and fought Ouyang Feng.

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Huang Yaoshi hesitated, "I haven't said anything yet, why did you suddenly start fighting?"
A battle between master-level warriors was so rare that he opened his mouth, stopped talking, and watched the battle carefully.

"Boom. Boom."

All I could see was that in the dusty and smoke-filled field, the majestic zhenqi collided, emitting powerful roars.

Others couldn't see clearly, but they couldn't block Huang Yaoshi's sight.

Ouyang Feng crossed the void with his hands and used a set of strange spiritual snake fists. The true energy surged like ocean waves, even more ferocious than the ocean waves.

As Wang Xiaoer's magic power circulated, an invisible body-protecting Qi formed, blocking all the opponent's attacks.

The two fought for dozens of rounds. Ouyang Feng became more and more frightened as they fought, and the killing intent in his heart became more and more intense.

This suddenly powerful boy turned out to be at the same level of Grandmaster as him, and he was still so young, in his twenties at most.

Thinking of this person's talent, given time, his strength will definitely be far greater than his, and this person must not be kept!

Thinking of this, Ouyang Feng no longer held back, thinking of a quick victory.

He suddenly stepped back, squatting on the ground like a frog, and made a "gurgling" sound from his mouth, which was sonorous and deafening.

At this moment, his true energy suddenly increased several times, and even the surrounding air was slightly deformed.

This is his signature martial arts: Toad Kung Fu.

"die!"

Ouyang Feng, who had gathered [-]% of his true energy, suddenly jumped up and pushed towards Wang Xiaoer with both palms.

An overwhelming amount of zhenqi surged out, as if it was earth-shattering.

"Good come!"

Since Wang Xiaoer dared to come forward, he had naturally taken precautions against this move.

He shouted with no fear on his face, and the magic power in his body circulated at high speed, killing Ouyang Feng from the inside out.

"not good."

When Huang Yaoshi saw this, he pulled his daughter Huang Rong back violently.

Glancing at Yang Tiexin and others next to him, he waved his sleeves and led them away from the battlefield.

"boom!"

The two attacks collided instantly, making a deafening roar.

The entire street seemed to have been hit by a meteorite from the sky, and the dust around it was stirred up by their air waves.

Even ten miles away, you can feel this terrifying fluctuation of true energy.

The impact this time was stronger than any before. The entire site seemed to crack at this moment, and the land seemed to be churning.

The powerful air wave spread instantly, swallowing up everything around it. The houses on both sides of the street were bulldozed and turned into sharp points.

"what"

The five hundred soldiers brought by Wanyan Honglie were hit by the zhenqi during the battle between the two men, and were thrown away.

One by one, they screamed and flew away like rags, and the formation was instantly broken.

The dust gradually dispersed, and the two of them still stood there, as if everything that had happened before was like a dream.

"Boy, you."

Suddenly, Ouyang Feng opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, then fell down suddenly.

A generation of great masters died just like that.

(End of this chapter)