Chapter 1202: A Strong Dragon Can't Overpower a Local S

his eyes glared angrily at Chen Ping for a moment before looking away!"Folks, the martial arts gathering begins today. I won't go over the rules again, but this time the reward is a century-old herb,...Hell's Valley!

Ding Budao and his companions had already taken up positions at the entrance of the Evil Man Valley.

And Luo Jinzuo, leading over a hundred martial artists from the Northern Wastes region, arrived at the Valley of Evildoers in great numbers.

Both sides yearn for it from afar, swords drawn and bows strung!

The atmosphere on site was tense.

Many spectators flocked to the hills on both sides, eager to witness a battle for the ages.

"Ding Guzhu, if you hand over Chen Ping now, I can show mercy and spare your Evil Spirit Valley!"

Luo Jinsuo took two steps forward, then sneered coldly.

"You goddamn shut your trap! This is our Evil Dragon Valley turf, didn't you hear the saying, "A strong dragon can't overcome a local snake" We don't take kindly to outsiders!"

Ding Busi pointed at Luo Jinzhao and shouted.

"Humph, you villains of the Evil Valley aren't even considered local snakes, are you"

Lu Jinzuo let out a cold snort, then sneered: "I'll give you two minutes. If you don't hand over Chen Ping..."

"...I will surely make this place run red with blood..."

"With just a bunch of shrimps and crabs, you dare to act out of line"

Ding didn't speak, but his narrowed eyes betrayed his thoughts.

"Ding Busi, since that's the case, then let me see what you're capable of..."

At that moment, the young head of a sect, around thirty years old, leaped directly from behind Luo Jinzuo.

Ding Busi looked at the young man who suddenly rushed over, and couldn't help but sneer: "Are there no one in the Mobei martial arts world Sending a little brat to die"

Compared to Ding Busi, this sect master who was only in his thirties seemed a little insignificant.

"Ding Busi, you're just a half-step martial marquis. What's so great about that Strength isn't determined by age."

The young man glared coldly at Ding Busi: "I am Fang Xingyue, the master of the Star Moon Gate. Today, let me see for myself if the Four Evildoers of the Valley of Wickedness are truly as infamous as they say."

This young man volunteered his name, obviously wanting to use this opportunity to raise his own profile and that of his sect.

This way, he would find it easier when recruiting disciples.

"Are you here to advertise yourself" Ding Si sneered.

"Cut the crap, are you brave enough to fight me"

"Although fighting you would be beneath me, I wouldn't want you to live your life never knowing the truth: that you are a complete waste of space!"

Ding Busi looked at Fang Xingyue coldly.

What did you say

Fang Xingyue was furious. Immediately, a burst of energy erupted from her body, and powerful qi condensed in her hands.

"Old man, your time is over. Today, I'll show you what I'm capable of..."

Fang Xingyue roared angrily, then slapped Ding Bisi with a palm strike.

< Fang Xingyue's aura was extremely powerful, clearly having reached the strength of a half-step martial marquis. >

"Unbelievable, so young and already at the half-step Martial Marquis realm!"

"You don't even look, at thirty he established a sect, his strength definitely isn't low!"

"On the Xian Xia List, I've never seen this young man before. With such strength, he would definitely have a place on the Xian Xia List!"

People on the hilltop were all whispering to each other.

"Hmph, you haven't even grown your hair yet, and you dare to be so arrogant!"

Ding Busì finished speaking, and immediately, without any panic, raised his hand to meet it.

Boom!

A deafening explosion roared, followed by massive blasts of energy radiating outwards.

Fortunately, those watching were all masters. If they were ordinary people, the energy that spread out would have killed them!

Fang Xingyue's face changed, and then her body flew straight out, drawing an arc in mid-air.

"What This can't be!"

Fang Xingyue couldn't believe it. As both being half-step martial marquis, Ding Busì had defeated him so effortlessly.only Chen Ping remained on the vast martial arts field. He held onto his Dragon Slaying Sword, leaning on it for support!And those three black bronze robes had long since fled, vanished without a trac...