"Give up. You''re not my match."


    Murong Feng raised his head and looked at Wang Yang''s eyes, full of confidence


    "you''re just a master, and it''s very amazing that you can support in my hands until now.


    However, even if you struggle, it is difficult to change the fact that you are only a master. "


    He was so arrogant, so confident, instructive and energetic.


    "Give up. You won''t be my opponent."


    In ancient times, the emperor''s smile is like a smile.


    The vast audience in the square, looking at the young man in white, for a time, all face dew peach blossom.


    "Ah, so handsome, like prince charming. How wonderful it would be if we could make an appointment with him?"


    "My God, it''s so handsome. I''m going to die. I''m going to vent. I''m really venting!"


    "No, I''m going to give him a baby. I must give him a baby."


    Murong Feng''s white face, at this moment, is full of magnificent light and blinds countless beautiful girls'' Golden Phoenix eyes.


    The audience''s enthusiasm, let Murong Feng originally very high head, higher, only hate desire than the sky high.


    "See? The eyes of the audience are bright


    Looking at Wang Yang, staring at him, as if he really want to raise his hand to admit defeat.


    If Wang Yang can be recognized by Xingtian, his strength must be extraordinary. If he can make him admit defeat, doesn''t it mean that he is stronger than Xingtian?


    "Don''t you see that you''re too optimistic?"


    Wang Yang calmly raised his head and looked at the proud Murong Feng.


    "Do you think you have a chance to win?"


    Murong Feng did not find out, he never said again, Wang Yang lost will die.


    "Ha ha, do you think that if you have a card, I won''t have it?"


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


    "Eh?"


    Murong Fengwei Zheng out: "do you still have cards?"


    You still have cards, you are a master, I am a young king, I even used the cards, can not completely defeat you, you even said you have cards?


    How can it be? How could you have a card? It''s impossible.


    Murong Feng is a little crazy.


    You are a master, I am a young king, you can play with me, you even said you have a card, is it possible?


    In a word, Murong Feng is a little crazy.


    "And the cards?"


    Not only Murong Feng didn''t believe it, but also some other audience members, especially the young kings from Dongtian world, couldn''t sit still. Their eyes widened and they were full of wonder.


    Even, some of them could not help but stand up in surprise, which made the people behind them very dissatisfied.


    "You, your strength just now, don''t you have already played your cards?"


    How can it be? Murong Feng still doesn''t believe this fact. When a great master plays half a dozen with a young king of his own, or doesn''t play his cards, isn''t he playing his own face?


    The most shameful thing is that he, a young king, has played his cards.


    Is this to say that, as a young king, I can''t compare with a master?


    It''s impossible. How can it be?


    "Hum, I don''t believe it. You, a great master, didn''t expose your cards even when you fought with me, a young king?


    Yes, it must be. Otherwise, how could you be my opponent? "


    Finally, as if he was really cheering himself up, Murong nodded affirmatively and said, "you can''t cheat me. It must be like this. Otherwise, how can you exert yourself to a strong fighting style?"


    Finally, a strong evidence has been found.


    "Yes, that''s right. No one can own the most powerful fighting style. You can have it as a master. Isn''t it your card?"


    "Ha ha..."


    Wang Yang chuckled and said, "if that''s the case, maybe it''s really hard to count it."


    What?


    The most powerful fighting style can only be counted as one?


    You don''t pretend to force you to die!


    Murong Feng is roaring in his heart.


    The most powerful fighting style is that you don''t have it. Otherwise, you will have already become an invincible great master and become a famous emperor.


    Here in you, the most powerful fighting body can only be counted as one??


    "Well, well, I''d like to see, what earth shaking cards do you have? The most powerful fighting body can only be counted as one?"


    At this moment, not only Murong Feng thought so, but also many young kings from different caves on the observation platform.If you want to pretend to be a bully, don''t blame me for beating you into a fool.


    "Yes, let''s see. What cards do you have?"


    "That''s it, big talk, who won''t say it? Have the ability to make it. "


    That''s a lot.


    These are all the voices of young kings from Dongtian world.


    They are the kings of young people. They have their pride. They are young kings. They will never allow a master level trash to pretend to be forced in front of them.


    Even if the object of this pretending force is not himself, it is the same.


    This is the dignity of their young king, and can never be provoked.


    "Hehe, since you want to have a look, I''ll let you have a look."


    Wang Yang just laughed.


    Take the purple gold soul chasing flute in the hand, cross the lips, in the eyes, a golden bell looms.


    Under everyone''s gaze, a very beautiful tune, like the mountains and rivers, how can a hundred birds fly out of the purple and golden flute.


    Just, listen to listen, many people, but gradually closed their eyes.


    In the same way, Murong Feng, who was completely covered by the flute, laughed foolishly, just like a fool.


    "Ha ha Ha ha... "


    At this moment, he seems to be really all silly in general, his eyes have no focus, his face is full of red.


    This is the performance of a two fool


    suddenly


    Dong --


    with a silly smile, Murong Feng fell to the ground directly.


    "Ha ha Ha ha... "


    The sound of purple gold flute is continuous, but on the audience stage, some of the strength is amazing, but it is a burst of fear.


    "* *"


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


    If you remember correctly, she is good at music.


    What''s more, the purple and gold flute in Wang Yang''s hands seems to have appeared after that day.


    Does it mean that he is the last Lei family who inherited Dongtian that day?


    For a time, Xing Tian looked at Wang Yang more deeply.


    "Well, what is this?"


    Xingtian knew that, just because he knew some details of Wang Yang, but more people saw this scene in front of him, but it was a burst of fear.


    What kind of music is so powerful?


    If they meet, does it mean that they will not have the strength to fight back?


    For a moment, all the young kings looked at Wang Yang with unprecedented solemnity.


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


    A doomed different name, a destined to be extraordinary master.


    Similarly, they also remember that the so-called young king, even if he is a master, can also fight. (to be continued. )