The number one killer from the north is now arrogant and proud in the southern region.

Looking at the proud look of Lu Yihan, the North’s No. 1 killer, and listening to the wanton laughter of Lu Yihan, the North’s No. 1 killer.

At this moment, people from the ancient martial arts world in the south gritted their teeth one after another.

"Who can defeat him?"

"Is Mr. Tang from the Demon City here?"

All present are people from the ancient martial arts world.

The Rich Circle in the South and other high-ranking Circles in the South did not come here.

It can be said that there are basically few people who know Tang Zhun, and there are so many people. It is even more difficult to see Tang Zhun.

"Who will save the southern martial arts world? Who is the leader of the southern martial arts world?"

"You are right. Who can save the southern martial arts world? From then on, everyone in the southern ancient martial arts world is willing to take action for him."

“…”

Now, many people in the ancient martial arts world in the southern world were rampant as the number one killer in the north, they roared one by one, hoping that a savior would appear.

"Call it, yell, it's useless for you to call. You have been weaker in the south since ancient times than in the north."

"Since ancient times, it has been basically smooth and smooth from north to south to conquer the world. From south to north, it is basically a waste to seize the country."

The world's number one killer in the north said these words with great interest at this time.

"Don't be proud of the killers in the north, I'll meet you."

Now someone has appeared.

His voice was also cold and terrifying.

He was also dressed in black, but he saw the figure coming quickly, from far to near, and suddenly came here.

This man also had a mask on his face, covering his face. As soon as he appeared, he gave people a feeling of murderous intent.

"I know him! He is the number one killer in our south."

"His nickname is Pojunk."

"Okay, our number one killer in the south has always been only concerned with money. I didn't expect that this time it took action because of the face of our ancient martial arts world in the south."

"The reason why the No. 1 killer in the North can beat so many of us is because his assassination methods are very powerful. We are completely unfamiliar with assassination methods."

"Our South No. 1 Killer is here, that's fine. Our No. 1 Killer in South No. 1 Killer in South No. 1 Killer may not lose to him."

Now the morale of the ancient martial arts world in the southern region is rising again.

"My father is friends with him, and my father is friends with him." His father Qiu Anyang lost to the North's No. 1 killer. Qiu Hao was very discouraged just now and felt that his father liked people who were really disgraceful. But now when he saw the arrival of Pojun, the South, he screamed happily: "I used to call him uncle, he is my uncle. In my heart, he is already my dear uncle. My uncle is here. What is the No. 1 killer in the North, not worth mentioning."

People from the ancient martial arts world in the south are now absent.

They didn't care about the purpose of the number one killer from the north here for the time being, but they knew that they would release their murderous intent in the southern region, and did not worship the mountain and came directly, with a murderous intent on their faces, which was completely despised the South.

People in the ancient martial arts world in the south naturally hope that the number one killer in the south can surpass the number one killer in the north.

"It turns out that Pojun killed you! Do you remember three years ago? I received the same task as you, to assassinate a person! His life is only once, so let's see if it's me or you kill the other party first." Lu Yihan, looking at Pojun killed the North's No. 1 killer, was not afraid, but said with a cold smile: ". At that time, I was the first to beat the other party first. The incident three years ago was enough to show that you were not as good as me."

What?

When many people present were stunned when they heard Lu Yihan's words.

Once Pojun killed him, he lost to Lu Yihan once.

this,,,,,,

Qiu Hao even shouted immediately: "No, nonsense, my uncle will not be defeated. I will kill whoever my uncle wants to kill."

Po Junsha, the number one killer in the south, was very upset when he heard Qiu Hao's voice in the crowd.

He had met Qiu Anyang several times, but he was not familiar with him at all.

Now, Po Junsha spoke out, and what he wanted to say next was basically admitting; "Yes, Lu Yihan, I lost to you in the mission. But that's just that I lost to the mission, it doesn't mean I lost to you."

"Now we will have a real competition and treat each other as the objects we want to kill."

"Look, who will die."

When Po Jun killed him, Lu Yihan nodded with satisfaction. His figure was hoarse and cold, and he said, "Okay! Let's see who will kill first."

Pojun killed him, and Lu Yihan also moved.

For a moment, both figures were extremely fast.

From the front of the Huangpu River, I hit the river and saw who killed the other party first.

Winner,

He is the real number one killer in China.

Everyone looked at the surface of the Huangpu River.

The river is undulating.

Obviously, there is a death fight in it.

But who will win?

"Our number one killer in the south will definitely win." Someone shouted loudly,

The others also started yelling loudly one by one.

"Southern win!!!"

"Southern win!!!"

"Southern win!!!"

“,,,,,”

The young people from the ancient martial arts world in the south shouted in unison one after another.

At this time,

Qiu Hao found that Tang Zhun didn't speak.

He was depressed, what happened to this young man?

Or aren't you from the south?

At this time, people from the ancient martial arts world in the south should share the same hatred of the enemy.

Thinking of this, Qiu Hao gritted his teeth, "Why don't you call?"

Tang Zhun was amused and cried, and his tone was plain: "If you shout, you can win? If you shout, you can call the other party to death? You know, he won again."

"What are you talking about,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Bang!

A figure flew backwards from the Huangpu River and immediately rolled on the ground, but was stabbed in the abdomen and almost died.

After a while.

It was Pojun who killed him.

He was defeated.

Lu Yihan also came out of the Huangpu River, and a sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You can do nothing, what is the southern ancient martial arts world? It's just a bunch of garbage."

"I've had enough fun with you. I'll ask, Mr. Tang, the Demon City, is he here?"

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked at each other.

Qiu Anyang was seriously injured at this moment, but he still had the strength to speak. He gritted his teeth and said, "You must kill Mr. Tang?"

"Yes! He must die," Lu Yi snorted coldly, and murderous intent filled his body: "He is very powerful, but I can approach him unknowingly and kill him. Whoever dares to stop me will die."

Lu Yihan's tone was cold.

No one he wants to kill has ever lived.

He is the number one killer in the north.

Now he has defeated Pojunk.
Chapter completed!