Chapter 962

"Is it really him?"

Lu Shaofeng's eyes were red with blood, and his eyes were full of disbelief

"However, it's said that the West has a demigod... Is it true that the news released by the demigod himself

"Demigod? What is demigod? "

Most people around are full of doubts. Although they are rich or expensive, they are just for ordinary people.

As a matter of fact, they are not qualified to contact the top strong news of the extraordinary world. Naturally, they don't know what demigod is.

If it wasn't for the martial arts league's promotion of cultivating martial arts by the whole people, in addition, in the past four months, there have been "changes" all over China, and the extraordinary world has gradually been known by most ordinary people.

These rich people who were born in the southeast coast, West Island and other places never pay attention to these.

Circle.

Simple two words, which contains too many boundaries and restrictions.

People are confused.

Chen Xuanfeng has already nodded

"That's right. At this age, who can" pretend "to be a" dead man "except those who have a heart? Prince Wang has many enemies. What's the advantage of pretending to be him? No! "

"So, I think he is Mr. Wang himself. He is the first arrogant and invincible evil of the same generation who swept the Bushido of the East Island and the martial arts world of China for thousands of years."

Chen Xuanfeng said firmly, with strong exclamation and yearning in his eyes.

For four months, everyone thought Wang Xu was dead.

Once a man swept the Bushido of Dahe, killed three sword masters, and was famous as the prince of China.

Wang Xu is recognized as the first of the younger generation in the martial arts circle in China. He is also the youngest congenital martial arts master in the martial arts circle. His peers are invincible.

Such a young and strong man, under the promotion of the Wumeng, has become a legend of the times.

In front of Wang Xu, all the old congenital Masters had to bow their heads. The sword master of Dahe had to break the sword, and the Western legend was defeated.

Many people present could not understand the true meaning of Chen Xuanfeng's words.

For them, Wang Xu's world is so far away from them that he has no chance to contact them.

Only Pang Fengyue and others are a little excited. These young people are Wang Xu's "die loyal fans". Otherwise, Wang Xu would not be regarded as a "dead man" by the world. On this day, they still pay homage to Wang Xu and carry out a small circle of mourning activities.

Wang Xu stepped on the whole Dahe Bushido by himself, which made countless young people excited.

"Elder sister Yue, you say, he can't really be... Prince Wang?" Li Cheng stands behind Pang Fengyue and asks carefully.

While speaking, his eyes are still at a loss that he can't believe or imagine.

If Wang Xu is really their idol "Prince Huaxia", then the memorial activities they did before Wang Xu

I feel very complicated when I think about it.

"I don't know if I should believe it or not..."

Pang Fengyue's voice was low and her eyes were beautiful. She was staring at the direction Wang Xu left. She didn't know what she was looking at or what she wanted to see.

Maybe, she just want to see Wang Xu go is not so decisive, can a little back seriously look at her?

Pang Fengyue bowed her head and turned pale. She didn't know what she was feeling now.

"Master Xuanfeng, the prince of Huaxia... As far as I know, didn't he kill some famous warriors in Dongdao? Why do you admire him so much? " Asked a middle-aged rich man.

They are so busy with making money, developing companies and making friends with powerful people that they don't have time and energy to pay attention to these messy things.

If it wasn't for Wang Xu's noise at that time, coupled with the general trend of the martial arts league, and the uproar on the Internet, I'm afraid that even the master of martial arts might not know much about it.

Even now, many of the rich on the scene are a little dismissive of the so-called warriors.

What's the point of practicing martial arts?

Now is the modern society, can withstand the bullet?

No matter how much you can fight, it's not enough for their bodyguard to have a pistol, right?

Other rich people are also looking at each other, many people are a little confused.

In their capacity, ordinary low-level martial arts people don't look up to them. The top martial arts masters, the top martial arts masters, the top powers in the world, the big events and so on are not qualified and can't be contacted.

Therefore, these rich people can be excused.

"A little famous warrior?"

Chen Xuan said with a sneer, "do you know what terrible things the dead swordsmen of Dahe Bushido did?"

"Cough, I don't know... Would you please help me?"

The rich man was embarrassed when he asked.

"The first Jianzong who was killed by Prince Wang was named Yamamoto madman. He lived for more than 100 years. He was an expert in the war of the last era. He once swept nearly 100 boxing houses along the southeast coast of China, killed nearly 100 famous and energetic boxers, and slaughtered more than 60 people in the Huang family of Fushui. Now the Buddha water Huang family is just a branch of the original lucky survival

Chen Xuanfeng said lightly.

The faces of the people around them were gradually shocked, and their eyes were shocked.

Most of the people present were from the southeast coast. They knew all the boxing houses and fighters very well. In particular, the influence of the Buddha water Huang family on the southeast coast is even greater than those of them.

Now the Huang family is a branch that survived from Yamamoto madman a hundred years ago.

How can people not be surprised when they learn the inside story?

However, some people still doubt: "that Yamamoto madman is now more than 100 years old. I'm afraid he's going to die soon. It's not good to kill him, is it?"

For this man's doubts, Chen Xuanfeng didn't even bother to answer.

The frog in the bottom of the well knows how high the sky is and how thick the ground is.

He continued calmly

"Another man who died in the hands of Prince Wang is called eight gods blood studio. A hundred years ago, he killed nearly ten thousand soldiers on a battlefield with one knife and one person, regardless of the enemy or ourselves. He was called Devil."

"What?"

When this remark came out, there was an uproar.

And Chen Xuanfeng's voice continues.

"In the first world war against Prince Wang, it is said that he pursued Bai Li alone and cut off the private plane on which Prince Wang was flying. He was completely angered by Prince Wang, and was killed on the sea by Prince Wang. So far, his body has not been found, but only a little bit of the wreckage of the plane has been found."

instantaneous.

All the people around widened their eyes, and their faces were full of horror.

Cut a plane with one knife?

Is this special or human?

What's more shocking is that this kind of terror was killed by Wang Xu!

This moment.

A group of rich people around finally know why Wang Xu stirred up the whole situation of China four months ago.

The news that they were not qualified to contact before made everyone tremble.

Before the doubt of the rich, is blushing, only feel before their problems silly to the extreme. Immediately, his face, brush of change of pale matchless.

Pang Fengyue and others glared. Although they were Wang Xu's "fans", they knew little about the specific battle news.

This is the first time that I have heard of the specific strength of Yamamoto madman, eight gods blood studio and other Dahe sword sect, which shocked them.

Lu Shaofeng, however, had already lost his face and was soaked in cold sweat.

His lips trembled and he didn't know what to say.