HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

Kunpeng looked at this disciple, a member of the god-ranked queue, with a cultivation level of six. Looking at the queue he was in, there were more than five hundred people, all of whom seemed to be god-rank disciples.

He couldn't help being taken aback.

When they met Ge Hong and Wuyou in the Shushan League before, they said that Maoshan had three hundred disciples of the gods. In the past few months, they have grown to five hundred. The speed at which they can improve their cultivation is very fast.

The disciple who challenged Ge Hong slowly walked to the high platform, and when he came to the high platform, he flashed himself, flew up to the ring, hugged Ge Hong instead of bowing, indicating that he did not regard Ge Hong as the head at this time.

"Head, the disciple just wants to test your strength, not to challenge, and the disciple has never thought of becoming the head, the disciple knows that he does not have that strength, and he cannot convince others."

Ge Hong nodded: "All those who come to challenge, as long as they can defeat Poor Dao, are eligible to participate in the leadership competition. Now, your cultivation base is God-level 6 and Poor Dao ninth, higher than you, and you are a challenge. Yeah, you can do it first."

His tone was full of self-confidence, but there was no arrogance, but the disciple was a little stunned: "Head, are you already at the ninth level of the gods? So, that, that disciple still doesn't challenge."

With that, he was about to fly off the ring.

But he suddenly discovered that this ring was very strange, and he couldn't leave even after flying a few times.

Kunpeng said at this time: "Since you dare to take the stage to challenge, just finish this game. Whether you win or lose, you must have a beginning and an end. Besides, who said that the sixth level of the gods cannot defeat the 9th level of the gods? For the fifth level of Qi, and the two female ringmasters, the cultivation base is also the fifth level of Qi, can it be said that they dare not defend the ring?"

"Make a move." Ge Hong said again.

At this time, even if the first disciple who challenged him on stage was stupid, he understood that the weirdness on this ring was either Ge Hong or Kun Peng above his head.

They formed a special barrier. If they want to let you in, let them in. If they don't let you go out, you can't go out.

Guicai believes that Kunpeng's cultivation is at the fifth level of Qi. Yesterday, it deterred the audience, and today may weave such a powerful enchantment. With this kind of strength, it is impossible for him to do it himself, let alone the cultivation of the mid-level aura.

But he can't get out now, so he can only bite the bullet and hold another fist at Ge Hong: "Then please show mercy to the head!"

As soon as he finished speaking, regardless of whether Ge Hong was ready or not, he suddenly flashed his figure at an extremely fast speed, pierced out a sword with a strong light of spiritual power, and tried to kill Ge Hong with one blow.

Kun Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, this kid must be a disciple who refused to accept the head.

Ge Hong just stared at the sword faintly, and when the light of spiritual power was about to hit his face, he leaned back, avoiding the blade and spiritual power, and slapped his waist at the same time.

This palm does not seem to be slow, but there is only a weak light of spiritual power, and the palm wind does not even scream, giving people a soft feeling, completely unlike the palm power of a person with a ninth-level cultivation base. .

But in the next moment, the disciple who challenged him quickly arched his back and ejected from the ring. His hands, feet and hair were too late to keep up with the ejected back, forming a piece of cuttlefish, flying out of the ring as a whole, and his sword fell on the ring with a bang. After a few flicks, he stopped moving. ..