"We can't fight anymore, otherwise, the old man might fall here today."

Jue Wushen covered the bleeding wound with his left hand, and looked around Wuming, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and the third pig emperor, with a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

If it weren't for these people, he would already be the emperor of Middle-earth right now.

However, it is better to leave as soon as possible at this moment, healing is the most important thing.

Jue Wushen was very decisive, even disregarding the warriors of Wushen Jue Palace and even his own son Jue Xin, he soared into the air, his feet quickly stepped on the air, and was about to fly away from the imperial city.

However, just as he was soaring into the air, a black boot suddenly fell from the sky and stepped on his chest with an unstoppable force.

Moreover, the boots kept stepping on his body, and it quickly suppressed towards the school field below.

"Boom!"

There was a huge earthquake in the entire school grounds, and there was no place where God fell. A large area of ​​the ground exploded instantly, and the raging energy mixed with dust formed a gray shock wave, sweeping across the entire school grounds.

The trees planted around the school grounds were all destroyed by the shock wave.

Many warriors who were watching the battle outside the school field, as well as warriors from Wushenjue Palace, had to retreat further away.

"Who made the shot?"

Including Wuming, Bu Jingyun, and the third pig emperor, everyone was staring at the dusty school field, for fear of missing anything.

The boot that fell from the sky just now was so fast that no one could see who shot it.

Although Jue Wushen has been severely injured by Bu Jingyun, there is no doubt that even if he is severely injured, Absolute Wushen's strength cannot be underestimated.

But the owner of the boots was able to suppress Jue Wushen from mid-air with one kick. There is no doubt that the owner of the boots will be a very terrifying strongman.

In the sky, a wind blew away the dust that filled the school grounds, and everyone gradually saw the scene in the school grounds clearly.

In the middle of the school field, there was already a huge pit hundreds of meters in size, and countless cracks like spider webs spread around the huge pit.

And at the bottom of the huge pit, Jue Wushen was stepped on his chest by a domineering figure, and Jue Wushen was spitting blood continuously from his mouth.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions froze.

"Hero!"

Wuming, Bu Jingyun and the third Zhuhuang all looked surprised when they saw the figure stepping on Jue Wushen.None of them expected that the person who made the sudden attack would be Xiong Ba (Ning Que).

Not only the three Wuming people recognized Ning Que's identity, but also most of the warriors watching the battle around him.

After all, Ning Que was the leader of the Tianxiahui who once ruled the Jianghu. It can be said that he is the most powerful figure in the Jianghu. Many people have seen his portrait even if they have not seen him in person.

"It turned out to be the leader of the Xiong Gang who made the move... Let me just say, Wushenjue Palace and Tianxia will compete for the leadership of the rivers and lakes, how can the leader of the Xiong Gang ignore it?"

"It is worthy of being the master of the Tianxiahui. If you don't make a move, it will be fine. Once you make a move, everything will be decided."

"It's over for Jue Wushen, and it's impossible for Lord Xiong to let him continue to live..."

After recognizing Ning Que's identity, many warriors were also in an uproar.

At the bottom of the deep pit, Ning Que looked down at Jue Wushen at his feet, his gaze was indifferent.

"Who gave you the courage to get involved in this seat?"

Ning Que said indifferently, stepping on Ju Wushen's boots, with a sudden force, he crushed hard.

"puff!"

Jue Wushen's body trembled, and he spurted blood again, and there were still fragments of internal organs faintly in the blood.

Chapter 228 I, Xiong Ba, am the Lord of the World! (two more)

Jue Wushen spit out blood, and even the blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs. At this moment, his internal organs were almost shattered, and he felt great pain.

However, his heart hurts even more.

He stared fixedly at Ning Que, who was stepping on his chest with one foot, and at Ning Que's indifferent and dismissive expression.

He had never seen Xiong Ba (Ning Que) with his own eyes, but he recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was Xiong Ba (Ning Que), the leader of the Tianxiahui.

He regarded Ning Que as his biggest opponent to dominate the world, and he had already collected a lot of information about Ning Que, so how could he fail to recognize Ning Que?

However, Jue Wushen never imagined that he would have such a miserable and miserable day.

He ambitiously led many masters from Wushen Jue Palace into the Central Plains, thinking about sweeping the Central Plains, thinking about defeating all the heroes of the Central Plains.

Except for Wuming who once defeated him, he didn't put other Central Plains masters in his eyes at all.

Even Xiongba, the leader of the Tianxiahui, is the same.

In his opinion, even Xiongba can only obediently submit to his killing fist and immortal golden body.

But... He never thought that he would lose one day.

Still defeated so miserably, so without dignity.

Moreover, the defeat was at the hands of Xiongba who didn't take it very seriously when he first entered the Central Plains.

"Juewushen, do you think that apart from Wuming, there are not many people in the entire Central Plains who are your opponents? Even if you lose to me now, do you think I am taking advantage of others?"

Ning Que lowered his head and stared into Jue Wushen's eyes, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't it? If I hadn't been injured, how could you defeat this old man?"

Absolutely Wushen said unwillingly.

He thought that if he hadn't been severely injured by Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Wuming, and the Third Pig King, Ning Que would never have hurt him.

"You really are a frog in a well. There are so many strong people in the Central Plains, how can you guess? Even after I rule the world, I have to choose to keep a low profile. What are you, and you dare to touch the throne of the Central Plains.

However, I would also like to thank you for testing those old monsters for me, and let me know that those old monsters are not very concerned about who controls the country.

In this case, I am not polite.This martial arts supreme, I also come to be one! "

Ning Que said lightly.

"Are you using me?"

When Jue Wushen heard Ning Que's words, his eyes widened and he was so aggrieved that he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Thinking that he is absolutely godless, Ning Que used him as a pawn to test the depth of the Central Plains. This kind of experience is too aggrieved and hurts one's self-esteem.

"It's your luck to be used by this seat. Otherwise, why do you think you can live to this day? Just like now, you have no use value, so you are going to die."

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