My Super Estate

Chapter 418: Returning to Oneself by His Way (4)

"Come on, you are not my opponent."

Murong Feng raised his head proudly, looking at Wang Yang's eyes, full of confidence

"You're just a master, and it's amazing to be able to support me in my hands until now.

However, the guru is the guru, even if you struggle, it is difficult to change the fact that you are not a guru."

He was so arrogant, so self-confident, he pointed to the mountains and rivers, and he was full of spirit.

"Give up, you won't be my opponent."

The corner of his mouth was filled with a confident smile, and the folding fan shook his hand gently, like an ancient emperor, sitting in the world and pointing at the mountains and rivers.

The large audience in the square looked at the flirtatious young man in white.

"Ah, so handsome, like Prince Charming, how wonderful would it be to have a shot with him?"

"God, it's so handsome, it's dying, it's about to vent, it's really vent!"

"No, I want to give birth to him, I must give birth to him."

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The small white face of Murong Feng, at this moment, was blooming with vast light, and blinded the golden eyes of countless beautiful girls.

The enthusiasm of the audience made Murong Feng's already tall head higher, and only hated higher than the sky.

"Did you see it? The audience's eyes are sharp."

Looking at Wang Yang and staring at him, it seems that he really hopes that he raise his hand to admit defeat.

Wang Yang’s approval of Xing Tian, ​​his strength, must be extremely extraordinary, if he can let him raise his hand to admit defeat, does it mean that he is stronger than Xing Tian?

"You didn't find out, are you too optimistic?"

Wang Yang raised his head calmly and looked up proudly at his head, like Murong Feng like a rooster.

"Can't you think you still have a chance?"

Murong Feng did not find out that from the beginning to the end, he never said that Wang Yang lost his words.

"Oh, do you think that only you have a hole card, do I lose it?"

Wang Yang's face was as calm as ever, as if not talking about himself.

"Uh?"

Murong Feng stunned slightly: "Do you still have a hole card?"

You still have a hole card, you are a guru, I am a young king, I have used all the hole cards, and I can't completely defeat you. You even said you have a hole card?

How is it possible, how can you still have a hole card, this is impossible.

Murong Feng was a little crazy.

You are a guru, I am a young king, you can play a half a catty with me, you even said you have a hole card, is this possible?

In short, Murong Feng was a little crazy.

"There are still cards?"

Not only did Murong Feng not believe it, but also some other audiences, especially the young kings from Dongtian World, all of them couldn't sit still, their eyes widened, and they were incredible.

Even, some of them couldn't help but stood up in surprise, making the people behind dissatisfied.

"You, your strength just now, haven't you already shown the bottom card?"

How could it be possible that Murong Feng still didn't believe this fact, that a guru played a half a catty with a young king of his own, or didn't play a hole card, wasn't this a fight on his face?

The most shameful thing is that a young king of his own even showed his cards.

Does this mean that a young king is better than a guru?

Impossible, how is it possible?

"Well, I don't believe it anymore. You, a guru, haven't even revealed your cards in a battle with me, a young king. How is it possible?

Yes, it must be so, otherwise, how could you be my opponent?"

In the end, it seemed that he was really cheering himself up. Murong nodded and said: "You can't fool me, it must be like this, otherwise, how could you be a strong warrior?"

Finally, a strong evidence was found.

"Yes, that's the case. The Xeon Fighting Body can't be owned by anyone. You can be owned by a guru, could it be that this is not your hole card?"

"Ha ha……"

Wang Yang chuckled for a while, and said, "If that's the case, maybe I really want to count one!"

what?

Can the Xeon combat body be barely counted as one?

You don’t pretend to force you to die!

Murong Feng roared in his heart.

The strongest body of war is that you don't have it, otherwise, you have already achieved the invincible grandmaster, and the emperor list is famous.

In your case, the Xeon combat body can only barely count one??

"Okay, okay, I'm going to see, what earth-shattering cards do you have in the end, the Xeon War Body can only barely count one?"

At this moment, not only did Murong Feng think so, but also, on the battle platform, many young kings from the big caves also thought so.

If you want to pretend, then you must blame me for beating you stupid.

"Yes, let's see, what exactly do you have?"

"That's right, who doesn't say that? Someone has the ability to make it out."

There are many words like this.

These are all the voices of those young kings from Dongtian World.

They are the kings of young people, they have their pride, and they are young kings. They will never allow a guru-level waste to be so forced in front of them.

Even if the object of this pretense is not yourself, it is the same.

This is the dignity of their young king, and it is absolutely not allowed to be provoked.

"Oh, since you want to see it, then let you see it."

Wang Yang just smiled.

Taking the Zijin chasing soul flute across his lips and his eyes, a golden bell emerged faintly.

Under everyone's attention, a very beautiful piece of music, like the flowing water of a high mountain, how is a hundred birds towards the phoenix, drifting out from the purple gold flute.

But, listening, listening, many people gradually closed their eyes.

In the same way, Murong Feng, who was completely enveloped by the flute, smiled innocently, like a fool.

"Hehe...hehe..."

At this moment, he seemed really stupid, his eyes were out of focus, and his face was flushed.

This is the performance of a two fool

suddenly……

Boom--

Silly and silly, Murong Feng fell directly to the ground.

"Hehe...hehe..."

The sound in the Zijin flute is constant, but on the audience stage, some amazing strength exists, but it is a shock.

"Spiritual sound?"

Finally, Xing Tian took a long breath and said so.

If you remember correctly, the best thing about shooting a fairy is music.

Moreover, the purple gold flute in Wang Yang's hand seems to have appeared only after that day.

Does it mean that he inherited Dongtian from that day, and he was the last family of Lei?

For a time, Xing Tian looked deeper towards Wang Yang.

"Hey, what magical power is this?"

Xing Tian knew that it was only because he knew some details about Wang Yang, but more people were shocked to see this scene in front of him.

What kind of music has such great power?

If you encounter it, does it mean that you will not be able to fight back?

For a time, all young kings looked at Wang Yang with unprecedented dignity.

At this moment, an extraordinary figure was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

A doomed name, a doomed guru.

In the same way, they also remember that the so-called young king, even a master, can fight a war.