Everyone in the tent except Lu Li. There were three other people. The one sitting on the upper right hand was an Indian. He had slightly yellow and slightly tanned skin, slightly curled black hair, and a loose cotton robe. On his right was a crescent shovel, and behind him stood two burly men dressed in short lapels. He could not sense any Internal Strength from this Indian, but Indian Kung Fu was always mysterious. Therefore, Lu Li dared not underestimate him.
Sitting across from the Indian was an Arab with a high nose, deep eyes, and yellow hair. He didn't carry any weapons, but Lu Li's eyes were on his hands. This Arab's hands were not as white as the average Arab's. Instead, they were somewhat black, like withered branches in winter. Normally, when a martial artist's hands or other body parts turned black, it meant that they were poisonous.?Clearly, this Arab was using his own unique martial arts.
Mo Dao was very sensitive. When Lu Li was sizing him up, Mo Dao had noticed it. However, Mo Dao smiled at Lu Li in a friendly manner. Lu Li was stunned. This was what a young master of a noble family should be like. Mo Dao's smile was gentle, like the spring breeze. Lu Li could not help but feel good about him. Lu Li was on alert. He seemed to have thought too much of these young masters. Actually, it was not his fault. Who asked him to meet silkpants like Li Yu and Zhou Jun?
These four were people of status and strength. Apart from them, there were the 400 warriors of the Central Plains that Lu Li had killed and about 100 other heroes. However, they did not have the same treatment as these four. They could only stand around.
Lu Li didn't pay too much attention to these people. He glanced at them casually. However, it was this glance that shocked him. He felt a sense of danger. A man in an ordinary robe came into Lu Li's sight. The man was about forty years old. He had a thick beard on his upper lip and an ordinary black cloth belt tied around his waist. With his hands behind his back, he stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and a vast and boundless temperament appeared.
This man didn't give off any internal energy, but Lu Li's forehead was covered in sweat. Even Xiong Ba couldn't give him such pressure, but this man did. This man was the martial arts legend, Nameless!
Wu Ming, a martial arts legend of his generation, the master of Jian Chen and Bu Jingyun. He created his own mysterious sword technique, the Heartless Path. He once killed the experts of the top ten sects by himself. Later, because his wife was killed, he retired from the martial world in the name of faking his death. However, during the days when he was in seclusion in the martial world, his strength had rapidly improved and reached the Heavenly Sword Realm! That was the realm of the Immortal Soul Second Level!
The reason why Lu Li was nervous was that he had met the most powerful warrior of the Chinese martial arts world. Another reason was that after Wu Ming retired from the martial arts world, he had become the guardian of the Chinese martial arts world. Lu Li knew that what he had done had crossed Wu Ming's bottom line. Since Wu Ming had come to the Western Region, the Ashura's bladesmanship was one reason, and Lu Li was probably the other. Although Lu Li's martial arts were quite good and could even be considered top-notch, he was still a bit lacking when facing Nameless.
A moment later, Lu Li regained his composure. His eyes, which had lost their focus, were focused again. He was more determined now. So what if he was a martial arts legend? He had already killed so many heroes of the Chinese martial arts world. In Wu Ming's eyes, he was probably already a devil. But so what? A gentleman can bully others with the right method. My martial arts might not be a match for Wuming, but since Wuming is a gentleman, don't blame me for being a villain!
Wu Ming was confused when he saw Lu Li's eyes, which were filled with panic at first but then regained his determination after a moment. There was also a touch of determination and ruthlessness in his eyes. He didn't know why Lu Li had such a change. He had to admit that Lu Li had successfully aroused Wu Ming's curiosity.
What Lu Li didn't know was that there was another martial arts legend among the hundred people. This expert was the Second Saber Emperor. The Second Saber Emperor's lifelong dream was to surpass the First Evil Emperor in saber techniques. Over the years, he had searched everywhere for a treasured saber and finally found one that was worthy of his fierce saber techniques. After obtaining the treasured saber, the Second Saber Emperor wanted to return to the Central Plains, but he accidentally learned that the Ashura Saber Technique had appeared in the Western Regions. Back then, he had joined forces with the First Evil Emperor and the Third Pig Emperor to defeat Asura, so he naturally knew a lot about the power of Asura's saber techniques. He thought about how his Seven Ultimate Emotions Cutting Saber Technique was powerful, but it was still far inferior to the Evil Emperor's demonic saber. If he could obtain the Asura Saber Technique, he would definitely be able to defeat the Evil Emperor and take the first place! If the Evil Emperor's demonic saber was the devil of sabers, then Asura was the devil of sabers. Thinking of this, the Second Blade Emperor's heart burned with excitement. He immediately changed his route and rushed toward the Western Regions!
Ah Long looked at the people in front of him. Most of them were first or second-rate Houtian experts. Ah Long did not look at them too much. In this battle between him and Istamb, they were useless. He was looking at the four people sitting in the seats. There were not many Inborn experts. With their help, he would definitely be able to kill Istamb. Originally, he wanted to hold a martial arts tournament to select a few more experts. However, after thinking about the news that his brothers had just sent him, he realized that Istamb had indeed made his move. He did not have much time left. Istamb sent out his number one expert, the Illusionary Moon, and fifteen thousand men to rapidly advance towards him. Before the arrival of the Illusory Moon, he had to gather these people. Ah Long thought about his conditions. He believed that these people would definitely be moved.
Finally, Ah Long coughed and said,"Everyone." As soon as he spoke, the originally boiling noise below instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at Ah Long, waiting for him to say something.
"First of all, I want to apologize to everyone. I lied to everyone. The Asura Saber Technique isn't with me.”
Weng!
As soon as he said this, the scene instantly erupted into an uproar! No one had expected Ah Long to say such a thing. The Asura Saber Technique was not in his hands. Could it be that Ah Long was toying with everyone?
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