How Come My Dog Becomes Unbeatable

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Seeing the wave of Qiao Dangdang's hand, Wang Po's face changed.

"It is rumored that the nine bandits in Yangcheng are all at the peak of the Great Dao. It seems to be true."

Wang Po's expression was solemn, and she clenched the calligraphy and painting in her hand. She couldn't help but hesitate in her heart. Can Zhang Xuan's calligraphy and painting be taken seriously by Qiao Dang?

Dao Realm and Dao Peak Realm are two completely different concepts, not to mention there are rumors that the first big bandit has already taken the legendary step, and this is what makes her most afraid.

Wang Po is very strange, what is the fifth major bandit doing here?

It was rumored that there were signs of a transformation to the real world, but after she came here, she didn't find anything at all.

Just because of a possibility, are these big guys coming here?

Aware of the footsteps around her, Madam Wang looked back at Xia Meng: "Little Miss, you... What kind of cultivation is Zhang Xuan?"

Although Zhang Xuan's calligraphy and painting amazed her, the prestige of these old-fashioned powerhouses is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Moreover, she had never seen Zhang Xuan at all, she had only seen the power of his calligraphy and painting.

Just like this, Zhang Xuan can't replace the image of these old-fashioned powerhouses in her mind for a while.

Although she herself is the master of the avenues, she always feels that the masters of the avenues in the chaotic battlefield are definitely more than those on the bright side.

Just like the Fang family, who said that the Fang family has only one middle-road powerhouse, does anyone believe it?

The Hu family, who claimed to have two masters of the Great Dao, ranked above the Fang family in the Chaos Battlefield, and only ghosts believed in that ranking.

If you don't count her, there are more than a dozen masters of the avenues of the Hu family. If the masters of the avenues are really so valuable, who would dare to touch the young lady if she was there?

Of course, the master of the avenues of hers is a little hydrated, not only her, but the masters of the avenues walking outside are more or less hydrated.

When Xia Meng saw that Qiao Dangdang was so powerful, a trace of panic appeared on his face.

"Mother-in-law, I... don't know. I have never seen Zhang Xuan go all out, and no one has ever made him go all out. I... have never even seen him make a serious shot."

Wang Po heard this and was stunned.

That being said, it's so poignant!

Full of style!

She thought for a moment and asked, "How many years does he draw a calligraphy and painting like this?"

This calligraphy and painting, so easy to kill the people in the early stage of the road, the power is comparable to the self-destruction of high-grade Taoist soldiers.

If Zhang Xuan can draw a picture in a thousand years, then Zhang Xuan's strength is at least in the middle of the avenue.

If Zhang Xuan can draw a picture within a hundred years, then Zhang Xuan's strength is enough to resist the fifth biggest bandit.

These immortals, each of whom have lived for so many years, have some means of saving their lives.

Wang Po even suspected that these people had already broken through the realm of emperors, but they all hid their strengths like the old man.

"I can draw dozens of pictures a day!"

Xia dreamed and thought back.

"Draw a picture for decades? Is Zhang Xuan's strength so powerful?"

Decades of painting a picture, this shows that Zhang Xuan's strength is at least the realm of emperor!

Wang Po was shocked, how could such a metamorphosis be born in the mirror world.

Suddenly, Po Wang's body froze in place, and she turned to look at Xia Meng with difficulty.

What Xia Meng said was, one painting in a few decades, or dozens of paintings a year?

"Mother-in-law, you heard it wrong, Zhang Xuan can draw dozens of pictures a day!"

Xia Meng corrected Wang Po.

"puff!"

The old woman's blood almost spurted out.

It's not a single painting in decades, or dozens of pictures in a year, but ... a day ... dozens of pictures! ? ?

Madam Wang dug her ears, unable to believe what she had just heard.

If Zhang Xuan can draw dozens of pictures a day, how powerful is he?

Is it above the emperor?

What is the same realm?

At this moment, Qiao Dangdang had come to the city gate.

"Hey, the little **** the city wall, open the city gate for this seat, I'm an old man, you can't let me break in, it's not good, it will lose my reputation as an old man!"

Qiao Dangdang stood under the city and shouted to Wang Po.

Wang Po has lived for countless years, but in front of the famous fifth gangster, she can only be a little girl.

Grandma Wang is embarrassed!

"Master Fifth, this is not the place you are looking for, please leave!"

Wang Po shouted bravely.

This time it was embarrassing for Qiao Dangdang. That little girl knew him, indicating that she was from the Chaos War Realm. He treated them politely and let them open the city gate. This girl is a little ignorant of praise.

If it weren't for the taste of real life here, he wouldn't be willing to come.

It seems that the **** families in the Chaos Battlefield have already taken action and occupied the place first.

Qiao Dangdang was angry, since you won't let me in, I'll go in by myself.

In Qiao Dangdang's view, Wang Po, the master of the false avenue, is just a decoration, no different from ordinary peak Void warriors.

On the city wall, the strong people of the human race are waiting in battle.

They are not afraid of death, they dare to fight.

But in the face of such a strong man, it is useful not to dare to fight and kill.

The void fluctuated, and Qiao Dangdang jokingly looked at everyone on the city wall, raised his legs and wanted to break through.

Wang Po bravely took out the calligraphy and painting, and now she can only hope that Zhang Xuan's strength is higher than that of Qiao Dangdang.

"Senior Qiao, if you try hard, then this junior can only dare to let senior see the treasure in my hands!"

Power poured in, and the void suddenly turbulent.

A figure appeared in front of the city gate.

He is majestic!

He is solemn!

He appeared there so suddenly, no one could catch the trace of his appearance, as if... he was standing there originally.

He was wearing a big pants and a T-shirt, with a cigarette in his mouth and an axe in his hand, standing crookedly there.

However, in his slightly hunched body, there is a real terrifying pressure.

This seemingly incongruous scene unfolded in front of everyone.

"It's that senior!"

The human race Zhu Qiang recognized Zhang Xuan.

When Xia Meng saw Zhang Xuan's condescending appearance, tears suddenly filled her beautiful eyes.

Even a little aggrieved, since Zhang Xuan is so powerful, why hasn't he come to her yet?

With Zhang Xuan's ability, who else in this world can stop him?

"So scary! Is this the little uncle?"

The last time Wang Po didn't look carefully, this time, she was amazed.

Qiao Dangdang's mouth was so big that his eyes were about to pop out, and he stared blankly at the huge phantom standing in front of him.

He could see in the phantom of the giant, behind the phantom, an avenue 10,000 meters long and 200 meters wide.

That avenue is dazzling!

Joe Dangdang, peeing at that time!

He really pissed!

In this world, someone actually walked out of the ten thousand meters avenue!

Thousands of sighs came to the lips and turned into a sentence: "Lying in a groove!"