C531 Disguising Black and White

Listening to this guy, this heart is really big.

"Dog seed? What is that? Do you think all the heroes in the world are dogs? Sigh, this is too much!"

Zheng Mingyan continued, making black-clothed man not know whether to laugh or cry.

He did not know if that kid was really ignorant or was deliberately making a joke. As for those rich people in the martial arts world, most of them really did not have much knowledge. They were already confused by black-clothed man's words, which made the kid explain it in such a way. Suddenly, many people's eyes were filled with anger.

Before black-clothed man could say anything, the voice of the troublemaker rang out once again.

"A true man does not change his name. After talking for so long, who exactly are you? When he came to participate in the Hero Meeting of the World, in the end, he did not even have a name. Are you afraid that you will lose face if you lose? Then, he might as well not announce his name. If you win in the end... If others ask, I'll say that Nameless won in the end. It sounds very mysterious and awesome! "

Alright, this time, black-clothed man had finally met his match. Zheng Mingyan's small mouth indeed had the ability to invert right and wrong. Furthermore, he was a child, which made black-clothed man unable to seriously deal with him.

"Little brat, who the hell are you? Since you asked me, tell me your name first."

Black-clothed man suddenly had some thoughts about what he meant.

"Me? I'm a little brat, not a real man. What's so important about not having a name?"

"Hey hey, are you guys done yet? Are you guys fighting or not? Or is it crosstalk? "

Alright, those who were watching the show were not afraid of chaos. The old man in the octagonal pavilion was starting to get impatient.

" Alright, I come from the north. My name is Ye Bubai. Don't talk too much. Right now, we are fighting three people at once, but no one is willing to accept the challenge. The heroes of the Central Plains are indeed eye-opening."

Black-clothed man announced his name. It sounded really awesome. His surname was Ye, and his name was Never Lose. Could it be that he never lost in fights, bets, and games? Amazing!

However, Zheng Mingyan felt that this fellow's name was so-so. Even if Ye Wu did not lose, he did not say that he would definitely win.

Although goading was very old-fashioned and cliché, from ancient times until now, and even in the distant future, it would still be proven that it was still very useful.

Bu Tuoti stood up at this time.

Although the people in Community of Martial Arts would sometimes attack and scheme, the popularity of their bloodline was still indisputable.

"Cut the crap. Let me have a taste of your skills. Alone."

Bu Tuoti's pride had risen. As for the rest of the matters, he would leave them to the side. Although he had just seen that Fei Shubin, whose strength might not be weaker than his, could not gain any benefits from a servant of his, but so what?

"Good, he is a man. Very good, that's it." He waved his finger, and a thin man appeared behind him. He nodded slightly as a way to explain himself.

The thin man should be a lot older. He had a blade-like face, and his eyebrows were slightly knitted together. There were already a few deep wrinkles on his forehead. Logically speaking, it should not be very rare. However, he did not seem to have experienced much, and he gave off a sense of vitality. This contradictory feeling was very strange.

He walked to Bu Tuoti step by step and nodded slightly again.

"No need to be polite. Let's do it."

Bu Tuoti kept walking straight and did not want to waste his time talking nonsense.

The long sword was like a rainbow as it stabbed into the brow of the opponent.

His opponent only dodged, but didn't take out a weapon to deal with it.

Bu Tuoti attacked again, and the opponent dodged again. Attack again, dodge again.

After three moves, everyone was thinking that it seemed like this group of people had the same strategy. Once they went on stage, would they let the opponent attack first to express their gratitude?

Bu Tuoti did not care about that. He continued to attack with his sword, one after another. When he used his long sword, it was full of attacking moves. In ten moves, he did not even defend with one move. His attack was fierce and fierce.

Bu Tuoti did not have that many thoughts in his mind. Since the battle had begun, he only wanted to knock his opponent down. His opponent's body moved swiftly. It did not look like the martial arts of the Central Plains, but there was no difference.

In the blink of an eye, another three moves were exchanged. The thin man made his move.

Then, Bu Tuoti quietly fell down.

The man only used one of his fingers to point at Bu Tuoti's forehead.

It could be said that this was the only flaw in Bu Tuoti's attack. Ordinary people would not be able to see it clearly even if they were dazzled. Those who were skilled in martial arts might be able to see it. However, what was the use of seeing it when one moved so quickly? How could they catch it?

But the man just happened to see it and also caught it.

When he pointed at Bu Tuoti, Bu Tuoti's sword was only three inches away from his chest, but his sword could no longer move forward.

The expert of the Bu Family, Bu Tuoti, was defeated just like that. He was defeated, but at the same time, he was also dead.

When he died, there wasn't any expression of disbelief on his face. Instead, it was calm as usual, as if he was just going to a friend's house to eat.

He attacked six times, but his opponent only responded with one strike, and he was killed by his finger. Although Bu Tuoti had left just like that, everyone was still shocked by what they saw.

It was very likely that Bu Tuoti would fail because one of his Yin Yang heads had already revealed a considerable amount of strength. However, his current method of defeat was somewhat unacceptable.

The scene was deathly silent.

Fortunately, there were always people coming out to break the silence.

"Why is this monster here to get involved in this? He didn't want to stay in such a bitter and cold place. Could it be that he wants to have fun in this colorful world?"

That person seemed to have not expected that someone would recognize him. He turned his head and looked over. It was that old man who was half-lying on the ground again, talking. Moreover, he was supporting his head with his elbow, looking at him with interest.

The man looked at the old man and the old man looked at the man. The two of them looked at each other.

The thin man realized that he did not recognize the other party at all. However, the other party did not know why he recognized him. At least, he knew where he came from.

It turned out that this strange man was originally from the Five Mountains of Shanxi. His surname was Ye Pan. He didn't know what he had done, but he had been expelled from the family. Thirty years and five years ago, he left his family and went to the Land of Bitter Cold in the Far East. He didn't know what kind of fortuitous encounter he had in the end, but he had actually created a different world. However, he'd never stepped foot in the central plains since then, so most people had already forgotten about this person's existence.

Many years later, the martial arts world of the Central Plains had long since changed. Even he had not expected that there would still be people who recognized him today, so he was rather surprised.

Moreover, in the Far East, winter was indescribable. Summer was extremely short, and it was extremely beneficial to the martial arts that he cultivated. However, it also greatly changed his appearance.