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People in the north loved to take baths, especially with beauties.

However, Lu Fanfeng had luck with women that others didn't. He actually shared a bath with two beauties, but one of them was a ghost.

"Why aren't you afraid of me?" Lu Fanfeng asked.

"I should be asking you that. Why aren't you afraid of me?" The beautiful bikini girl laughed.

"So what if you're my subordinate? I can help you find a lot of powerful people to help you make food!" Lu Fanfeng lured.

"Haha, as long as you don't become my food!" The beautiful bikini, however, was unmoved.

Lu Fanfeng did not say much as well.

In the bath, he stayed with the two beauties, one human, and one ghost. It wasn't until around 12 o'clock that he heard the sounds of fighting and a few gunshots coming from downstairs.

After a moment, everything quieted down once again. Lu Fanfeng heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the stairs, and someone walked up to the second floor.

Wang Tianlong immediately looked as if he was facing a great enemy. Looking at this, even if he used his toes to think, he could understand that all the gunners he arranged for had been defeated.

"This... Master Feng... " Wang Tianlong anxiously looked at Feng Yuanshan, only then did he understand that he had underestimated his opponent.

A dozen or so of his subordinates, all of whom were great gunmen, were actually settled by Lee Loong in a matter of minutes.

Master Feng still maintained a calm appearance, allowing Wang Tianlong to feel slightly at ease.

A moment later, a man walked up to the second floor. Everyone looked at him and saw that he was dressed in a black Chinese tunic and was wearing a pair of pointed leather shoes.

Those familiar with old movies all knew that this was the dress that the elite Martial School wore all those years ago.

It was just that the ferocious scar on the man's face destroyed his sense of beauty.

"Brother Wang, why aren't you happy that you've reunited with your old friend!" Lee Loong had a faint smile on his face as he walked to the opposite side of Wang Tianlong and sat down.

"Brother Li, how have you been?" Wang Tianlong forced himself to remain calm and returned the greeting.

Back then, I was stranded in the Southern Ocean with a slim chance of survival. However, because of a blessing in disguise, I became a disciple of Hong Sect Great Clan Elder Xuanyuan Hao and painstakingly trained in my fist art for ten years. After he finished speaking, Lee Loong couldn't help but rub the long scar on his face, "Whenever I can't hold on anymore, I'll take a look at this scar and tell myself that I can't give up!"

"Brother Li, it's been so many years. It's better to sit down and talk about it. Everything has a solution!" Wang Tianlong said.

"Talk?" Lee Loong sneered, "Let me cut you up first, then we can sit down and talk!"

"In other words, there is no possibility of peace!" Until now, Wang Tianlong had actually relaxed, "Didn't you just cultivate your inner strength, to actually dare to show off your might in the Central Plains, do you really think that there is no one in our homeland!?"

Wang Tianlong pointed to Feng Yuanshan, "This Master Feng is also an expert on inner strength, he will soon break through to the next stage, I wonder how he compares to you?"

"No wonder you dared to wait for me here. You've found a helper!" Lee Loong looked Feng Yuanshan up and down, but his eyes did not hold the slightest bit of reverence.

"Dongqiang, you have fought with him before!" Feng Yuanshan looked like a grandmaster as he laid comfortably on the sofa, not even daring to move, "Dong Qiang is my most talented disciple, and he has already stepped into the realm of inner strength. Let's first let him play with the overseas experts!"

A man stood up behind Feng Yuanshan, it was the muscular man who had just challenged Lu Fanfeng.

"I am Jiang Dongqiang from Mountain Martial School!" The skinny man cupped his fists and replied.

"Do you want to die?" Lee Loong asked coldly.

However, Jiang Dongqiang gave a disdainful smile, "Who's the winner? Who knows!"

Even before he finished speaking, Jiang Dongqiang had already made his move. Stepping forward with Dragon and Tiger steps, he arrived in front of Lee Loong.

His right fist suddenly struck out, with a whistling sound, it directly smashed towards Lee Loong's face.

When the crowd saw Jiang Dongqiang's actions, they immediately felt relieved. The moment the expert made his move, they knew if he had done it or not. Just by looking at his handsome posture, they knew that Jiang Dongqiang really did it twice.

However, before they were even happy for even a second, they heard a painful cry. Then, Jiang Dongqiang's body flew straight back and crashed into many tables and chairs. He didn't stop until he crashed into the wall.

It was only now that everyone managed to react from their shock. Everything had happened too quickly, they did not even see clearly when Lee Loong had made the move. All they saw was Jiang Dongqiang lying on the ground and moaning, as well as that twisted arm. Anyone with a bit of common sense would know that the arm was already crippled.

"Stop wasting time!" Lee Loong slowly stood up, "It's best not to show off in front of me. These Martial Cultivator who have grown up in the greenhouses will never be able to defeat me. You must know, I have been practicing Nan Yang's underground punches for over ten years! "

"Lee Loong, we are exchanging pointers in Martial Cultivator, how can you use such a heavy hand!" Feng Yuanshan could no longer remain calm. His own disciple had been severely injured, and just his twisted arm alone had already surpassed the extent of an ordinary Martial Cultivator sparring.

"You are so naive, to think that you even thought this was a spar. Today, you dare to stop me from killing Wang Tianlong, is the only road left for you to die!" Lee Loong said arrogantly.

"Madman, take this!"

Master Feng Feng Yuanshan shouted and rushed towards Lee Loong.

The two figures immediately turned into a fight, their punches creating a series of explosions as if they were shooting a martial arts film.

As the two moved faster and faster, the crowd could no longer see their moves clearly. All they saw were afterimages.

They fought from the center of the hall to the periphery and back again. Everywhere he went, tables and chairs were all ruined. In a short moment, the entire hall was a mess and even the walls had shallow holes in them.

Other than them, the others were like survivors in the apocalypse. They could only hide in panic and did not dare to participate.

Moments later, there was only the sound of a mournful scream, and then a figure was sent flying. The battle had finally ended.

The person that was sent flying fell to the ground and coughed a few times. Then, he fell down and no longer moved. Everyone ruthlessly rubbed their eyes, they could not believe it, the one who fell was Feng Yuanshan!

Lee Loong's expression was calm as he swept his gaze across the room and landed on Wang Tianlong once more, "I said it before, Martial Cultivator who has grown up in a greenhouse would not be able to defeat me. "Although his inner strength is deeper than mine, her combat skills are just trash. She's destined to lose!"

"Brother Li, that's not it. Brother Li, Brother Li, I'll give you everything I have. Please let me live!" Wang Tianlong's face was currently ashen, and he could no longer put on the airs of a big brother.

"Beg me? beg me to kneel and kowtow, do you understand? " Lee Loong said with contempt.

"Kneel …" "Kneel …" Wang Tianlong muttered. He did not dare imagine that the former defeated opponent would come back and defeat him.

But the Jianghu was like this, today, facing Lee Loong who had returned from overseas, he was completely defeated.

He bent his knees slowly and bowed his head to his sworn enemy.

However, submission could not be exchanged for forgiveness in the face of true hatred.

"Wang Tianlong, you have that day as well!" Lee Loong laughed arrogantly, then kicked Wang Tianlong to the ground and ruthlessly stepped on his face, "Wang Tianlong, ten years ago, you should have expected this day to come!"

Ten years of suffering, ten years of sweat, had finally been exchanged for today's success. Lee Loong faced the sky and laughed.