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Chapter 1280 Master, they lied!

But at this time, a shady old man came out from the crowd, and said in a sinister manner, "You three old and cunning things, you have been tricked now! You pushed out a puppet, but he ran away and didn't dare to come After a while, at the Tiansheng Peak, the Northern Russian real person Zhigele will arrive, and if the puppet Ye Xiaobai does not come, how should you deal with it?"

This person is none other than Ge Lang.

As a member of the Northeast Wulin, Ge Lang would naturally be very concerned about such a major event happening in the Northeast Wulin. At the same time, he also wanted to see where the final fate of the entire Northeast Wulin would go.

If the turmoil in Northern Russia passed, he wouldn't mind, and he would retake the position of leader of the Northeast Martial Arts Alliance.

"You are a coward, and you have the face to come here to point fingers, you are awesome, you come to be the leader of this martial arts!"

Xie Kai couldn't help snorting when he saw that it was Ge Lang, a stinky shameless guy who ran away.

The other warriors didn't have a good impression of Ge Lang either, and they all sneered at him.

But Ge Lang didn't care. Once the turmoil of the northern Russian masters passed, who could compete with him in the northeast martial arts?

The world of martial arts is nothing more than the law of the jungle.

"My defeated general, what right do you have to say irresponsible remarks to me? I can do whatever I want. If it weren't for the fact that my Northeast Wulin has encountered a catastrophe, I can slap you to death right now."

Ge Lang's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice.

"I think, if Ye Xiaobai ran away and didn't come to accept Zigler's challenge, then! Xie Kai, you will come to be the leader and accept the challenge."

Ge Lang continued.

Facing Ge Lang's aggressive gaze, Xie Kai and the others looked ugly and wanted to say something, but they didn't say anything in the end.

Right now, one can only hope that Ye Xiaobai can really come to challenge Zigrad.

Next, more than 3000 warriors inside and outside Juwu Pavilion began to rush towards the Heavenly Sacred Peak one after another.

In the Northeast Wulin, the number of warriors is around 2000, but now there are more than 3000. That is also because many warriors near the three eastern provinces have heard about this incident, so they hurried to Come and watch this battle.

In any case, the Northeast Wulin also belongs to the category of the Chinese martial arts world, which is related to the martial arts struggle between the two countries. In terms of right and wrong, Chinese warriors naturally support the Chinese side.

In a blink of an eye, it was 09:30 in the morning.

Tiansheng Peak, with an altitude of more than 500 meters, is chosen only because it is a peak, bare, without trees, and looks like an iron tower. Looking from a distance, it looks extremely holy and independent. It is called Tiansheng Peak.

And the location of the Holy Peak on this day is also at the junction of the two countries, a place that doesn't matter.

Martial artists in the martial arts world like to conduct competitions and duels in such a position, so as to avoid being disturbed by the secular police. Although they are not afraid, being disturbed is always uncomfortable.

But at this time, hundreds of men and women from Northern Russia, like a long rainbow, surged towards the north of Tiansheng Peak, displaying lightness kung fu.

"Northern Russian fighters are here."

"They don't have many people!"

"But among these hundreds of people, there are at least twenty grandmasters and three venerables. With this strength, if we fight with them, we will definitely be crushed!"

Although the number of Huaxia warriors is twice that of the opponent, they all clearly realize that there is no use in numbers, and the peak strength is the key to the success or failure of the battle.

Just like in modern times, if there is a conflict, it is not how many tens of thousands of people you have, you can sweep everything, but the decisive thing is how powerful your weapons are.

What's the use of having too many people? A single missile can kill a group of backward troops who fight with machetes.

Therefore, the warriors on the Huaxia side maintained restraint and did not rush over to have a sword debate with the opponent first.

The northern Russian warriors, after arriving at the foot of Tiansheng Peak, stopped about 500 meters away from the side where the Chinese warriors gathered, and communicated unscrupulously, and did not provoke the Chinese warriors.

Obviously, they came here only as spectators.

So another half an hour passed.

It was ten o'clock in the morning.

The junction is located in the north, even under the sun, it will not make people feel hot, but it will make people feel a little cold.Of course, this is for ordinary people, but for warriors, both heat and cold can be balanced through internal breath.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air, like a cold front passing through.

Thousands of people all raised their heads and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Then I saw a black dot, coming from the sky in the distance, flying towards this side quickly, the black dot gradually enlarged, and finally turned into a figure.

Less than 3 minutes.

That figure landed on the top of Tiansheng Peak, with his hands behind his back and a black robe covering his whole body, making him look very mysterious and strange.

"Master Zhigle is here."

"Master Zhigele, long live."

"Master Zhigele, we must win!"

"Will win, win!"

next moment.

The group of warriors watching in Northern Russia boiled up, looking at the black robe on the peak one by one, their eyes filled with fiery color, and they shouted hysterically and cheered.

In their hearts, Zhigele is their idol and their god.

A heaven-level master, no matter in any force, is an existence that should not be underestimated.

"That's Zhigele!"

"Heaven-level master, this is the first time I have seen him in my life."

"Heavenly-ranked masters are truly extraordinary."

The warriors on the Huaxia side were also conquered by Zhigele's magnanimity.

Ge Lang quietly retreated to the periphery of the crowd of onlookers. Facing Zhigele, he felt very apprehensive in his heart, and secretly said in his heart, "Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him in ten years, and Zhigele is even stronger. I'd better stay away. If there is anything wrong, I will run first. Don't capsize in the gutter."

Zhigele's eyes turned, and he swept towards the group of warriors on the Huaxia side.

With a glance from a top heavenly master, all the martial artists on Huaxia's side felt tremendous pressure, as if they were about to be smashed to pieces if they stared at each other.

After all, the Northeast Martial Arts Forest and the warriors who came to watch the battle were almost all at the level below the Grandmaster. 90.00% Nine, this is the first time I have seen a master of the peak of the sky, so I feel deep fear of the strength of the peak of the sky, and everyone is silent.

"Is your ally still not coming up?"

Zhigele asked, speaking not-so-fluent Huaxia Chinese.

Of course, he can also use the North Russian language. Most of the warriors in the Northeast can understand simple North Russian language. After all, it is a junction, and the two sides often have contact. It is reasonable to understand some of each other's language .

"Our lord has not come yet."

Wang Xiaowu plucked up his courage and replied.

"Is he too timid to fight?"

Zhigele's tone was very unfriendly, and his eyes immediately sank, becoming more stern.

"Master, they are lying."

At this time, one of the crowd of North Russian warriors stood up and said.

This person is none other than Priego, one of Zhigle's disciples who came to deliver the battle invitation that day, and a genuine innate venerable.

Zhigele frowned and asked, "How do you say that?"

"Master, their martial arts leader is in the crowd, but I didn't expect that such a timid person would be too scared to come out to fight after seeing your outstanding demeanor, Master."

Priego clasped his fists to report.

"Oh, I see."

Zhigele narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who is he? Show me."

"it's him!"

Priego stretched out his hand, and locked his eyes on Ge Lang at the edge.

Ge Lang wanted to run, but found that he didn't have the courage to run, and was locked on by Zhigele's eyes. He had a strong sense of crisis that if he slipped away, he would be killed in an instant.

"It's you?"

Zhigele also immediately recognized Ge Langlai.

"I... no, Master Zhigele, I am not the leader of the Northeast Martial Arts, you are mistaken."

Ge Lang quickly waved his hand and said.

"Master, he is, and I handed over this post to him that day."

Priego said quickly.

"You don't even dare to admit the identity of the leader, you Huaxia warriors, are you like this bird!"

Zhigler laughed mockingly.

"I'm really not. Although I accepted the invitation, it was for our President Ye."

Ge Lang quickly explained, but his heart was extremely disturbed. If he knew that coming to watch would cause such a show, he should have avoided showing his face like Ye Xiaobai.

Now I can only explain as much as possible so that Zhigler will not attack him and save his life.

"Yes, he is not our leader."

Xie Kai and others also stood up to speak out. This was not to help Ge Lang, but to express dissatisfaction with the insulting words of the Northern Russian warrior Zigler to the Chinese warrior. What is it, the Chinese warrior dare not even admit his identity as a warrior!Please, don't kill a boatload of people with one shot, okay?

"Our leader is called Ye Xiaobai."

"Yes, our leader is Ye Xiaobai."

Everyone shouted.

"Oh, so Ye Xiaobai is someone else?"

Zhigele nodded, and looked away from Ge Lang.

Ge Lang felt relaxed just now, and the eyes of the peak of the heavenly rank locked on with fighting spirit. That feeling was really terrifying!

He also realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"He... our leader, he said he would come, maybe, he is going to the toilet now, maybe he is taking a shower, or there is a traffic jam, and he is still on the way."

The corner of Xie Kai's mouth twitched slightly, and he said forcefully.

"Okay! I'll wait here until twelve o'clock tonight. If he doesn't show up, you all don't have to leave today."

Zhigele flicked his sleeve robe, said domineeringly, then sat down on the spot, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

And when these words came out, more than 3000 warriors in Huaxia were all shocked.