“Whoosh...”The swoosh of the air that rang successively from the front and back made Fang Qiu’s heart tighten.In front of him, Mo Qingzhu was entangling him, while at the back, the three people, Liu Dongzhu, Tian Zhongzhu, and Wu Xinzhu, are threatening Elder Yi’s life.No matter in which direction he saw, it was just like a dead end.Off the arena, the Jiangjing martial arts practitioners couldn’t help shouting. They all wanted to rush onto the arena to save Elder Yi, but it was too late now; Liu Dongzhu had reached in front of Elder Yi.Furthermore, on his both sides, there were Tian Zhongzhu and Wu Xinzhu.Perhaps before they rushed onto the arena, the spiked clubs shining with a cold light in Liu Dongzhu’s hand had already stabbed into Elder Yi’s neck.At that moment, nearly all of the Jiangjing martial arts practitioners held their breath out of nervousness.It was at the arena.“Swish!”Like the wind, Mo Qingzhu’s two fists carried overwhelming energy Qi and rushed before Fang

What organization are they from?” Fang Qiu asked, frowning.“They come from an organization that is trying to block the rise of Huaxia. It’s actually controlled by a foreign fund and it’s called HNS, and the full name is Neverrise, Huaxia,” Li Ji replied.“Huaxia, never rise?”Fang Qiu narrowed his eyes.A fit of vague anger rose within him.Huaxia was never afraid of any enemy or obstacle.But the name of the organization was so blatant. This was a provocation.Being Chinese, Fang Qiu was not happy with the name!“Any specific information so far?”Fang Qiu puckered his lips and asked, “When will they come, and how many people?”“There’s no word yet,” Li Ji answered with a sigh.“All right.”Fang Qiu nodded.He knew that the organization must be confident enough to use such a blatant name.If the movement of this organization could be easily investigated, it would have been eliminated, let alone destroyed and stopped Huaxia.That was why Fang Qiu’s heart tightened.Fang Qiu had to be

Seeing that the White-dressed Man made such a decisive move, everyone was getting cold feet on the boat.Although the Heaven Treasure was tempting, compared with their life, the treasure didn’t mean anything at all.Just when everyone was about to retreat, someone suddenly hurled a question.A man looked at He Gaoming and asked, “Shipowner, we got nothing from this trip, maybe you should return the money to us.”“Yeah, refund, refund.”“It’s not so much money. Only five hundred each.”For a moment, many people echoed and shouted together.As He Gaoming heard that, his face turned dark.“Why do I care whether you get anything or not?”Turning his head to look at the people on the boat, He Gaoming said justly and severely as if he would fight with those who dared to ask money from him, “The reason why you all got on the ship was to let me take you to the place where the Heaven Treasure was. Now I’ve brought you here. It’s you who don’t have the ability to take the treasure. And I have n

Not long after the battle for the Heaven Treasure ended, the news blew up on the forum.“The mysterious man beat the White-dressed Man and seize the Heaven Treasure!”A non-fiction post appeared, which recorded everything that happened on the battle for Heaven Treasure and wrote it out like telling a story.With the Heaven Treasure, the White-dressed Man, and John Doe in it, all the people on the forum carefully read the post.As they read about a grade-one Martial Superior renting all the ships and charging five hundred each to drive people, everyone started to scold him for being an unconscionable man. However, there was someone who admired his behavior.It was rare to see many opportunities to make that kind of money.One of them even regretted that he didn’t seize the opportunity to do business. If he was able to rent all the boats, then he would at least charge a thousand each.As a result, as the comment just appeared, it was scolded by endless netizens.Especially those practit

The next day, Fang Qiu continued to play in the Western Wetland and even took many photos.In fact, he had been secretly observing the whole Western Wetland all day. It was not until the evening, when he was sure that the turtle was no longer restless, no longer appeared, and no longer had the impulse to go ashore, that he was relieved.At seven o’clock in the evening, after all the tourists and staff had left the Western Wetland, a group of dark shadows came from all directions.At the center of the wetland, there were people standing on a gazebo for visitors to rest, on the tops of boats in the river, on the surrounding islands, and on the road ridges, though it was still an hour before the fight began....The audience had to come ahead of time to get their seats and get ready for the fight because the competition had attracted too much attention.Half an hour later came the sound of a flute, accompanied by a splash of water.“Woo...”The crowd turned to look at the source.The Whi