Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

George looked around the crowd and made a provocative move, but no one dared to take it, knowing that he was lost, and going up was to die.

In this way, George became even more arrogant, arrogant and unbearable.

On the one hand, he was interested in doing this, and on the other hand, it was a provocation to the people present, a complete provocation!

"Dignified Huaxia, well-known ancient country, known as one of the four ancient countries, known as the mysterious Oriental Holy Land, but why are you so weak?"

George's words were full of mockery.

There is nothing wrong with this. No one in the room dared to stand up, and it was criticized and humiliated.

Although the Xiuwu world is a world of its own, it actually retains a lot of contact with the secular world. The two cannot be separated and must be closely connected.

So this group of people naturally regard themselves as Chinese. After all, they have always lived on this land, even if they become powerful, they still exist on this land.

Everyone was full of resentment, mood swings, and a pair of eyes were about to bleed.

"Why, don't you accept it? Challenge me if you refuse to accept it!"

George saw that someone was so angry that he even trembled. He couldn't help but ridicule even more, with a taste of temptation.

"I will challenge you!"

The thin old man walked out, the master of the Changqing Gate, he couldn't help it at this moment.

He also didn't want to come out, knowing that he was lost, but for the anger in his heart and the majesty of China, he had to stand up even if he died.

"Not the head!"

The disciple's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly discouraged.

The other people's complexion also changed suddenly, and they couldn't help shaking their heads, knowing it was undoubtedly moths fighting the fire.

However, the skinny old man didn't care at all and turned a deaf ear. Since he stood up, he would never retreat.

George looked at the skinny old man with a smile on his face, but he didn't expect one to be really excited.

"Yes, you are very backbone."

The people behind George didn't care at all, and knew the result before the fight started.

"George is going to kill another rubbish."

"Haha, how can George solve it this time?!"

"I guess two moves this time, two moves at most."

"You can't afford that skinny monkey too much, I guess a trick!"

Facing the ridicule of many people, the skinny old man ignored him, with extremely sharp eyes, looking at George stubbornly, killing intent everywhere.

"Come on, let you do it!"

George stretched out his hands, unprepared, it was extremely rampant.

The skinny old man was furious, and hit George with a single blow.

George turned a blind eye, but his own strength resisted and he was unscathed.

"So strong?!"

Everyone's complexion suddenly changed, and they had already revealed a look of despair. Facing the Daoist's fierce attack in the later stage, they did not resist, and they were still unscathed. This is too desperate.

"Head, don't fight."

The disciples continued to persuade, if the head is gone, the school will almost end.

But the thin old man didn't mean to retreat at all. Instead, he said with a brazen body: "The Soul of China, you must not trample on it!"

His words made many people cry, and they couldn't speak for a long time, and even the ethereal disciple who had been hanging up on his own affairs was quite moved at this moment.

"Head?"

Asking Dewang to Wentian, asking him what he meant, he actually wanted Wentian to take action.

But Wentian didn't mean to shoot at all, his face was cold and he turned a blind eye.

"If he wants to die, let him go a little bit more tragic. I asked the heavens if he is not a savior and a good person."

Wentian's words made Wende and the others all speechless, knowing that the headmaster would not be able to make a move.

Wentian's character is like this, otherwise, why should he be the vanity head and let Wending be the third elder, this is not his kindness and old thinking, but to consolidate his power and convince the crowd.

Of course, he wouldn't watch these Westerners jump. It's okay if you don't provoke him. If you provoke him, you will die.

George was shocked by the skinny old man's words, but immediately recovered his face, his ridicule recovered.

"Ignorance is ridiculous!"

George's voice oscillated around, and it lasted for a long time, making many people feel a wave of depression.

Then, George clenched his fists and blasted out with a punch, the power overwhelming.

The power of this punch made everyone's expressions change suddenly, too strong to resist, this was the strongest blow that was infinitely close to Taoist Consummation.

The skinny old man was dressed in a fairy style, and he was not half afraid of it. On the contrary, he had a calm face and showed a faint smile.

He used all his spiritual power to resist this move, forming a huge protective shield in front of him, and at the same time, his spiritual power surged to protect himself.

But George's fist banged and broke the protective cover easily. This force was too great to be resisted by a little spiritual power.

With all the faces suddenly changing, George's fist hit the thin old man's chest in the laughter and roar of the group of Westerners.

This punch directly shattered the skinny old man's spiritual power, bombarded his body, and punched through it, destroying the skinny old man's heart.

The skinny old man was covered in blood, and flew straight upside down, hitting his head against the wall, and countless mud fell and buried it.

Everyone knows that the skinny old man must have died, and Cheng Qiang couldn't bear this punch, let alone him.

The disciple cried incomparably, and rushed towards the mound, trying to throw the thin old man out, but the power splashed everywhere, making them unable to get close at all.

All of them were desperate for a while, and they were invincible at all, I am afraid they would really be driven out.

Everyone was depressed, unable to lift their heads at all, and lost the half-point of arrogance before.

"Haha, George is still you George!"

The man with long blond hair laughed and patted George on the shoulder, extremely excited.

"George is great!"

"As expected of King George of Fire!"

A group of people are flattering and flattering. It seems that Western flattery is not weak in the East.

This may be innate. People have to learn many things to survive in society.

At this moment, Westerners cheered, and it took a long time to stop.

At this moment, George and the others looked at the heads of the martial arts world and the scattered monks, with a disdain on their faces.

"Why, do you want us to drive you out personally?!"

A group of people are extremely depressed, and being driven from their own land is a kind of humiliation, but they can't help it.

Many people shook their heads and began to walk outside one after another, and there was no way to resist right now.

George looked at Wentian who was standing on the highest point, his face was so gloomy and his murderous intent was revealed, he couldn't help but shout: "You old thing, get out of here!"

Wende was furious, and yelled: "Looking for death!"

"Oh, there are still people who are not convinced."

George looked at the people around him and smiled, thinking that there are still fun things. This is not a bad thing for him, but it makes him more interested.