Valley of the Wicked.
Lata Barbu took everyone to the entrance of the Valley of the Wicked.
Pockler took 100s of people from the Buska martial arts world and rushed to the Valley of the Wicked.
The 2 sides yearn far and wide, and the swords are drawn.
The scene was full of gunpowder.
Many people watching the lively, all ran to the hills on both sides, waiting to watch a century war.
"Master Lata, if you hand over that Abel now, I can open up the net and spare you the wicked valley!"
Pockler took 2 steps forward, then sneered.
"Stop talking nonsense, this is the territory of our Valley of the Wicked. You have come all the way, haven't you heard the saying that Auraanglong can't overpower the local snake?"
Lata Barshell pointed at Pockler and roared.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you can't even count as a local snake in the Valley of the Villains, right?"
Pockler snorted coldly, and then said contemptuously: "I'll give you 2 minutes now, if you don't hand over Abel."
"I must let the blood flow into the river…"
"Just rely on you shrimp soldiers and crab generals? Dare to make mistakes?"
Lata Bu's eyes narrowed.
"Lata Barshell, since that's the case, let me teach you what you can do…"
At this time, behind Pockler, the young sect master in his 30s jumped up.
Lata Barshell looked at the young man who suddenly rushed up, and couldn't help sneering: "Is there no 1 in your Buska martial arts world? Send a little boy to die?"
Compared with Lata Barshell, this sect master, who is only about 30, does appear to be a little smaller.
"Lata Barshell, you're not just a half-step Noblian, what's so great, strength is not divided by age."
The young man looked at Lata Barshell coldly: "I am Gulian Vushim, the head of the Vushim Sect. Today, let me learn whether the 4 villains in the Valley of the Wicked have gained their reputations."
This young man signed up for the account himself, obviously wanting to use this opportunity to increase his popularity, and also to increase the popularity of his sect.
This made it much easier for him to recruit disciples.
"Are you here to advertise yourself?" Lata Barshell said with a sneer.
"Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to fight with me?"
Gulian Vushim yelled.
"If I fight with you, the price will drop, but if I m don't fight with you, I'm afraid you will never know that you are a waste!"
Lata Barshell looked at Gulian Vushim coldly.
"What did you say?"
Gulian Vushim was furious, and then the energy in her body erupted, and the tyrannical energy condensed in Gulian Vushim's hand.
"Old things, your time has passed, and today I will let you taste my power…"
Gulian Vushim roared angrily, and then slapped Lata Barshell with her palm.
Gulian Vushim's aura was incomparably tyrannical, obviously reaching the strength of a half-step Noblian.
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, he has already reached the realm of a half-step Noblian!"
"You don't even look at it. If you set up a sect at the age of thirty, your strength will definitely not be low!"
"I haven't seen this young man on the Free and Easy List. With such strength, there must be a place on the Free and Easy List!"
The people watching on the top of the hill were all talking in a low voice.
"Hmph, even before the hair is fully grown, you dare to be presumptuous!"
After Lata Barshell finished speaking, he raised his hand calmly and greeted him.
boom.
A huge explosion sounded, followed by a huge energy spread around.
Fortunately, the people watching are also experts. If they are ordinary people, the energy that spreads out can also shock people to death.
Gulian Vushim's face changed, and then his body flew straight out, drawing an arc in the air.
Then a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell heavily to the ground.
"This? How is this possible?"
Gulian Vushim couldn't believe that, as a half-step Votu-high, Lata Barshell defeated him so easily.
To be continued....
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