LRAB 191 The Tragic Death Of The Golden Wheel Fawang
191 The Tragic Death Of The Golden Wheel Fawang
This is an actor:?
Book illustrator: Good guy, I'm so direct, good guy!
Upskirt Maniac: Sister Mochou's operation is so strong, I almost lost my waist!
The villain of Soul Society: It turns out that this is the real surprise that Mo Chou said, amazing!
Curly hair: Niubi, Niubi! I have to accept it! How did Mochou come up with this idea?
Angel of Rain Shinobi Village: I guess Mo Chou is taking revenge on An Ransang. Every time she broadcasts, she plays with his mentality.
Fairy Chilian: No revenge, how dare I.
She said she didn't dare, but a smirk appeared on the corner of Li Mochou's lips. At the warm invitation of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, they walked into the box in front of the martial arts stage.
I have to say that sitting here and watching the battle is indeed more enjoyable than in the restaurant before. There was Lu Wushuang serving her tea beside her.
Besides Lu Wushuang and Guo Jing, there were also Guo Fu, Lu Wushuang's cousin Cheng Ying, Da Wu, Xiao Wu, and Yang Guo in the box. Even with so many people, the whole box is still not crowded.
But apart from Guo Jing, the rest of the men looked at Li Mochou with unfriendly eyes.
Because the eyes of all the women present were all fixed on the 18-year-old boy surnamed An, which made them very interested.
Not long after sitting down, Huang Rong asked with a smile: "Mr. An is a dragon and phoenix among people, so what is the purpose of this martial arts conference held by the imperial court?"
"It's to deal with that Fairy Chilian." Li Mochou said calmly after taking a sip of tea.
"Fairy bullshit, that woman is a devil!" Da Wu choked back, and said, "Slaying viciously, everyone gets to kill her!"
"That's right, my mother died because of her!" Xiao Wu said in a voice.
"I have heard a little about what happened to the two brothers from the Wu family, and I express my deep sympathy for what happened to you two." Li Mochou was not angry, and said calmly: "According to rumors, your mother's death seems to be to save Your father's life. Is this true?"
"So what?" Da Wu frowned.
Li Mochou smiled and said calmly: "Your father was injured by Li Mochou's Bingpo silver needle, but why did he go to Lujiazhuang at that time?"
"This..." Da Wu and Xiao Wu looked at each other, their expressions instantly twisted.
Their father went to Lujiazhuang because he was reluctant to part with his adopted daughter He Huanjun, and he did not want to marry her to Lu Zhanyuan, and wanted to snatch her back.
The key to snatching it back is not to want the other party to marry a better person, but to do it by yourself. This kind of thing is really too embarrassing, of course they are not easy to say it.
"Actually, apart from dealing with that Fairy Chilian, I also have the intention of running for the leader of the martial arts." Huang Rong took a full view of the embarrassment on the faces of the Wu family brothers, and smoothed things over calmly.
"The leader of the martial arts that the imperial court accepted?" Li Mochou's mouth curled up, revealing a disdainful smile.
Is this the leader of the martial arts alliance, or the imperial court eagle dog?
The former Li Mochou may not be able to see the tricks clearly, but now she is very thorough about it.
Sure enough, the identity of this person is by no means simple.
Huang Rong heard the disdain in the other party's words, and frowned slightly.
Of course, she didn't believe that the other party was an undisciplined man, that's why she made a tentative statement here. This guy's contempt for the imperial court is definitely not feigned. What is his identity? Is this contempt arrogant or really dismissive?
One question after another lingered in Huang Rong's heart. But at this time, the entire arena suddenly remembered a burst of extremely rampant laughter. "Hahahahaha, your martial arts conference in the Central Plains can be done without the old man?"
What a profound internal force!
Even Guo Jing couldn't help showing a little shocked expression at this moment, and cast his eyes on the field.
It was a very tall and thin fan monk in a yellow robe, whose figure was like a bamboo pole. Holding a five-color golden wheel, his face is full of madness.
bang bang.
The moment this monk entered the arena, he punched and kicked the two martial artists who were fighting on the stage. Lying under the ring, howling constantly.
"Golden Wheel Dharma King of a certain Mongolian state teacher." The monk raised his neck and looked around. "If no one dares to take the stage to challenge again, the position of the leader of the Central Plains Wulin will belong to a certain family."
Book artist: Wow, the King of the Golden Wheel is here?
Curly Hair: This guy can be regarded as the best in martial arts in the entire Condor, if you don't count the current Mochou.
This is true.
In the original book of the Divine Condor, the King of the Golden Wheel once fought alone and never fell behind, saying that he is the first person in martial arts, and there is nothing wrong with him.
Pretty Boy from Skull Island: That's because he has practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the unprecedented eleventh level, isn't it?
Angel of Rain Shinobi Village: I don't think so. The plot has changed like this, anything is possible.
Bang bang bang.
The muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground continued.
It is naturally impossible for all the martial arts people in the arena to let a Mongolian become their martial arts leader, and they rushed forward one after another. But their strength is indeed good enough, and they can hardly stop the second move and lose one after another.
At this moment, a dragon chant suddenly resounded.
The one who shot was an old man with gray beard and hair, wearing tattered linen clothes. The terrifying power of the palm pierced through the body, crushing towards Jinlun Fawang like an overwhelming sea.
"Is this the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Jinlun Fawang's expression froze and he said excitedly, "It's a good time!" He also raised his right hand and punched out.
boom.
The two strands of true energy collided, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up all around.
Jinlun Fawang remained motionless, while the old man stepped back a few steps, spattering a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
"Qi Gong!" Seeing this, Huang Rong yelled worriedly. Guo Jing jumped onto the ring and supported Hong Qigong.
Book artist: Oh my god, isn't Hong Qigong his opponent?
Wig: This King of the Golden Wheel seems to be more powerful than the later stage of the original book!
Hatchet Girl: Even Hong Qigong couldn't hold back his fist strength, and Guo Jing should be about the same.
Angel of Rain Shinobi Village: Looks like it's time for Mo Chou to make an appearance, hurry up! Let the name of An Ran spread throughout the world!
Fairy Chilian: Wait a minute, something is wrong.
Li Mochou caught a glimpse of a few red lights in the side crowd, very conspicuous.
Before she could make any movements, there was only a muffled thunderous explosion.
The body of Jinlun Fawang on the stage froze suddenly, a huge blood hole appeared in the heart, and black and red blood flowed out.
poof.
This high-spirited Mongolian national teacher had just completed the highlight moment of his life, and then he fell down with a bang. .