Cheep
The door is slowly opened by Xiao Yuan.
Murong Feng nervously stares at the door of the room, and the seven star sword in his hand has been scabbard.
Wang Yang and Wu Xiaobing stood up, side by side, on full alert.
Only Xing Tian is as stable as Mount Tai, not moving as a bell, quietly looking at the screen, the fierce auction site.
The Bull Demon King is tall and majestic, towering like a mountain. He stands at the door of the house quietly. Of course, he knows the situation inside the door like the palm of his hand.
"Ha ha, you young man, interesting, very interesting!"
The door had just been opened, and the strong voice of the Bull Demon King came in from afar.
"Eh?"
Nervous Wang Yang and others were all stunned, looking at the tall body outside the door, and the ox horn that was facing the sky.
"Who are you?"
"Cow head? Are you a demon
"Ah, monster
When the door was opened, the appearance of the Bull Demon King suddenly surprised everyone.
"Ha ha, boys, you are surprised!"
With a smile on his face, the Bull Demon King stepped forward to VIP Room 3.
"Who are you?"
Wang Yang stares at each other and looks into the VIP Room 3. Wang Yang doesn't stop him, just stares.
"Who are you?"
Wang Yang asked again.
"Are you nervous?"
The Bull Demon King looked at Wang Yang and asked.
Wang Yang was very honest, nodded and said, "it's a little nervous. If I remember correctly, this is the VIP area of Longmen auction house. Ordinary people can't easily enter it.
The fact that you can enter and come out of my room shows that your identity is not simple. "
Wang Yang stared at the Bull Demon King and said, "you are not a member of the Green Gang. I also believe that there is no such person as you in the Green Gang."
"Oh..."
The Bull Demon King nodded clearly and said, "no wonder you look at me, so nervous. Originally, you think that this king is those little mole ants.
It's interesting. It's really interesting. "
"Are you Wang Yang?" said the Bull Demon
Wang Yang nodded and said, "yes, my name is Wang Yang. Who are you?"
This is the third time that Wang Yang has asked this question.
For Wang Yang, this Tauren is not only strange in appearance, but more importantly, he doesn't even know him.
He didn't know him, but he came to find himself. Wang Yang was not careful.
"My name is Ping Tian Da Sheng. Have you heard of it?"
The great sage of pingtian?
Wang Yang was staring at each other.
Tauren, a magnificent and tall body, is a great saint in pingtian.
"Shit, you are, you are..."
Excited for a moment, Wang Yang could not speak.
"Who is the great sage of pingtian?"
Wang Yang is excited, Murong is stunned, and Xiao Yuan is also touching his head.
Who is this Tauren? Wang Yang is so excited.
"Holy cow."
Wu Xiaohong's face was dignified and she said in a deep voice.
This is the supreme of the demon clan, the most powerful.
"What?"
This time, it is torture day, also can't sit still.
"You, you are the Bull Demon King? The Bull Demon King on the list
In front of them, even if it's just a wisp of ideas, they can die from the air.
"What are you doing?"
Such a big, no one can calm down.
Bull Demon King, the symbol of strength, the pronoun of bravery and the representative of fierce man.
This is an absolute macho.
No matter what kind of power the worshiper is facing, no matter what.
"I will challenge you."
Finally, Xingtian held for a long time and finally opened his mouth.
"Ah..."
The challenge of Xingtian suddenly shocked everyone.
How is it possible to challenge the Bull Demon King?
"Torture day, do you have a fever?"
Wang Yang jumped out first.
Bull Demon King, it's a symbol of absolute power.
In the face of such a powerful person, he is the most powerful king, and he has absolutely no power to fight back.
"Do you really want to challenge me?"
The Bull Demon King was stunned and then laughed.
Challenge him
Challenge him
Challenge him
It seems that he is echoing in the ears of the Bull Demon King. He is the supreme one in the demon world. He has not been challenged for many years. Today, he was challenged in public. I'm really happy.
As a matter of fact, the Bull Demon King is also a fighting maniac. No one challenges him at ordinary times. He also wants to find a match. Now it is rare that there is no fear of death. Of course, he is more excited."Well, I'll take your challenge."
If you can challenge yourself without fear of death, there is absolutely no reason to refuse!
"You do it!"
The smile on the Bull Demon King's face is constant.
To be challenged is an entertaining thing, especially for a fighting maniac.
Like a gambler, he likes gambling, not because gambling can make money. In fact, most gamblers don't make money.
The only people who can earn money are the real ones.
However, gamblers, even if they are broke, they still stay.
This is the attraction of gambling to gamblers.
Similarly, for battle maniacs, fighting is not about winning or losing. What they like is just fighting. Even if it is the fight between the oppressive force and the younger generation, they still feel happy.
"Well, I'll do it!"
Xing Tian is not really a battle maniac. Even in the face of the supreme demon world, he still looks the same.
A hand, is his own unique skills.
Fighting boxing is a kind of boxing handed down by the warring family. Although it is not the most powerful one, it is the favorite one of Xingtian.
Even, this kind of boxing skill, in his hands, is better than those really unique martial arts.
I saw a boxing out, Xingtian essence all condensed, behind the void, stepping out of a supreme battle, as from heaven.
Bang
Powerful fighting boxing, a boxing out, in the void, produce the Dao Dao Jin Dao shock wave.
As you can see, the powerful shock wave is going to destroy everything in the room. Suddenly, the golden light appears in the room. The powerful shock waves produced by fighting boxing are all weakened layer by layer, and are directly eliminated in nothingness.
Drink ---
seeing that a fist is about to hit the Bull Demon King, Xing Tian suddenly drinks violently
"Damn Wang Yang, how can that boy enter VIP Room 3?"
old fellow of the Qing Gang, with a face of iron and a low voice, swore.
The third level spirit fruit is the limit he can bear.
It's not only money, but also martial arts.
Seeing that the third level spirit fruit has been auctioned off, the elder of the green sect is burning with anger.
"It seems that you have a deep hatred for Wang Yang."
All of a sudden, a voice sounded in my ear.
"Who?"
You know, this is the auction hall. There are people on both sides.
"Don't look around. It's a message from thousands of miles. You can't find me."
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
"Me? Maybe you can make me a friend
"Friend?"
"Yes, isn't there an old saying that the enemy of an enemy is a friend?
As it happens, I have a lot of friendship with Wang Yang
When it comes to the word "friendship", the other party bites very hard. (to be continued. )