"Yang Chen!"
Seeing that Yang Chen's arms were broken by Li Yuanqing's punch, Wu Xiongba's expression suddenly changed. He moved his feet and wanted to rush over to protect Yang Chen.
"Wu Xiongba!"
Wuchang roared angrily and blocked Wu Xiongba's path. Unless Wu Xiongba defeated him, it would be impossible to save Yang Chen.
Wu Xiongba said coldly: "Wuchang, let Yang Chen live, I can give up White Tiger City!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!
In order to save Yang Chen, Wu Xiongba was actually willing to give up White Tiger City?
He is the city lord of White Tiger City. Once White Tiger City is given up, can he still be regarded as the city lord of White Tiger City?
Even Wuchang was stunned for a moment. He never thought that Wu Xiongba could do such a thing for a small role.
But it was only for a moment that he came back to his senses.
Nowadays, the barrier between the secular world and the ancient martial world is constantly dissipating. It won't be long before the two worlds will be completely merged into one world.
At that time, what will a small place like Baihu City mean?
When that time comes, let alone White Tiger City, the top forces in the entire ancient martial arts world will give up their original territories and start competing for bigger and better territories in the new world.
After understanding this, Wuchang sneered, looked at Wu Xiongba and said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"
Wu Xiongba glared angrily, stared at Wuchang, and said angrily: "What do you want to do before you let Yang Chen live?"
He has placed all his bets on Yang Chen, and now that he has reached this point, he must protect Yang Chen's life.
However, Wuchang did not give him any face, and said with a sneer: "I didn't expect that the majestic city lord of White Tiger City in the ancient Wuzhong Realm would do such a thing for an ant from the secular world."
"It's not impossible to let him live, but I don't think you can do it, City Master Wu."
Wu Xiongba said coldly: "If you have any requests, just ask!"
The smile on Wuchang's face gradually disappeared, he stared at Wu Xiongba with squinted eyes and said, "I want you to kneel down and beg me! As long as you can do it, I will let Li Yuanqing let him go now!"
"What did you say?"
Wu Xiongba suddenly became furious and released his murderous intent. He stared at Wuchang and said, "Don't bully others too much!"
Wuchang said angrily: "I'm going to bully you, what can you do to me?"
For a moment, the two top men in the ancient martial arts world faced each other.
The entire space was shrouded in a dull pressure. Everyone present felt short of breath and had an unbearable sense of oppression.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "He hasn't reached the end of the road yet, why are you fighting?"
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw Xiao Qingyun, the third elder in the Tianhaizong camp, looking calmly in one direction.
Everyone looked in the direction he was looking, and they were all stunned for a moment.
I saw Yang Chen, whose arms had just been broken by Li Yuanqing's punch, was now covered in demonic power, and his long purple hair was flying in the wind.
Li Yuanqing's right fist was being grasped by one of Yang Chen's hands, and his face was full of ferocity.
"This, how is this possible?"
"Weren't his arms broken by the shock? How could he still catch Li Yuanqing's punch with his hand?"
"Idiot, haven't you seen the rolling demonic power emanating from Yang Chen's body? This kid is actually a demonic cultivator!"
"What? Demon cultivator?"
...
For a moment, everyone present was stunned.
Even Wu Xiongba's eyes widened at this moment.
After Wuchang was surprised for a moment, he couldn't help laughing. At the end of the laugh, he looked at Wu Xiongba as if he were watching an idiot and said: "Wu Xiongba, you, the majestic Lord of White Tiger City, actually protected a demon." Xiu, you are really brave!"
