Super God

There are more than one hundred thousand martial arts around the ring, they were originally melon-eating audience.

However, after seeing Yun Feiyang's arrogant and arrogant look, he suddenly got angry and wanted to swarm him and beat him hard.

Can make everyone have a strong aversion to themselves, Yun Da cheap God's group mocking technique, really serious.

To be honest, he didn't want to do this, but in order to complete the winning streak more quickly and enter the Sanqing Daozong, he could only continue to provoke.

"Hey."

"It is said that the masters in Sanqing City are like clouds. Who knows that one dish is one dish is really disappointing."

Yun Feiyang stood on the stage and continued to laugh at the martial artists under the stage.

"Oh shit!"

Everyone was annoyed.

A warrior cannot stand it.

He had no plan to challenge. Seeing Yun Feiyang being so arrogant, he deliberately entered the formation to receive the identity waist card and took the stage to fight against it.

It's a pity that the gap in strength is so great that he didn't catch a punch, and was shot out like the previous challenger.

On the light curtain, the number of defeats rose to twenty.

"too frightening……"

The corner of Xu Sanxian's mouth twitched violently.

The warrior under the stage was irritated. No one cared about the light curtain. He kept watching it.

Only two hours have passed in this, and he defeated 20 people and completed a one-fifth winning streak. Even a million-year-old senior can't do it!

"However, if it provokes anger, there will definitely be strong people who can't see it."

Xu Sanxian secretly said.

Yun Feiyang's speed of defeating the challenger was so shocking to him, but he knew clearly that even if he defeated ninety-nine in one day, as long as he lost to the last one, it would be futile.

...

"brush!"

"Boom!"

"brush!"

"Boom!"

More warriors flew up and fell.

The number of defeats on the light curtain is also increasing, from the first 20 to 40.

"Hey."

Yun Feiyang shook his head and said: "It's a waste of time."

Seeing his stern expression, the audience immediately gritted their teeth.

of course.

Can only watch, dare not go up.

The warriors who went up, regardless of the sixth or seventh level, were beaten down. They could only be abused if they cultivated themselves up.

"There aren't more than eight heavyweights on the scene, will you teach this arrogant and arrogant guy?"

Shouted a warrior.

"Eightfold?"

Yun Feiyang disdainfully said: "It's a fart."

"..."

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched violently.

"brush!"

It was at this moment that a stream of light flew from the distance and fell on the ring. When the light had dispersed, it showed a middle-aged man in a robe. His deep eyes were cold and cold, and it felt very majestic.

"It's the elder Jinhua Daozong!"

"Hahaha, finally there are strong men who can't sit still!"

"The elder of Daozong must be strong, and it is no problem to abuse him!"

The soldiers under the stage were excited.

Yun Feiyang's performance is too arrogant, and everyone can't wait to see him being abused and brutally violently.

"That guy is unlucky." Xu Sanxian shook his head.

"Elder Jinhua Daozong?"

Yun Feiyang frowned: "Can I come to the ring too?"

Isn't this kind of ring prepared for the warriors who are not qualified to enter the Taoist Sect of Sanqing, as the 36 Daoist Sect, or the elders, can fight on stage?

In fact, the Sanqing City has expressly stipulated that no matter what the identity of the Daozong people, they can't be put on the ring, but they can be used as challengers.

When the elder Jinhua Daozong came to Sanqing City to work, he happened to hear someone clamoring in the ring and came over to glance at it. As a result, he was stimulated by the phrase "eightfold count as a fart".

Because, he is the Eighth Dao Xuanxian.

"Hahaha!"

"Aren't you arrogant, don't you force yourself?"

"Boy, don't counsel!"

"Take out the arrogance you just made!"

Seeing Yun Fei frown, the martial arts under the stage thought that he had counseled, and suddenly all kinds of words provoked, and the smile on his face became stronger.

Elder Jinhua Daozong said in a cold voice: "Little baby, my monk, should be restless and arrogant."

Yun Feiyang smiled and said: "Are you preaching to me?"

"if not?"

During the speech of the elder Jinhua Daozong, a thick breath emerged from the whole body, which turned into invisible coercion.

He did not intend to shoot, but decided to use momentum to suppress, let Yun Feiyang deeply understand that being a man cannot be too rampant.

"Hoooo!"

The gust of wind on the ring suddenly, the pressure and friction of the air, showing a twist.

"Elder Jinhua Daozong shot!"

"Awesome momentum!"

Squeezing the space with momentum, this method attracted everyone to marvel.

They looked at Yun Fei happily, and the picture of his being abused was instantly displayed in his mind. Everyone had different ideas, so there were different pictures of being abused.

just……

"Hoooo!"

Yun Feiyang stood back-to-back, and suddenly a great momentum appeared around his body, turning into a big net, and going toward Elder Jinhua Daozong.

When everyone saw it, they looked horrified.

The elder Jinhua Daozong's face also changed, and he immediately had the idea of ​​withdrawing his momentum, but unfortunately, it was too late, as if the momentum of covering the sky and the sun had been suppressed.

The momentum confrontation did not produce a huge momentum, but the martial arts witnesses witnessed that during the confrontation, the space was more distorted.

"Oh, uh!"

The elder Jinhua Daozong collapsed and finally stumbled out of the ring.

In an imposing confrontation, he is defeated!

"..."

The ring was silent again.

Fantasy Yun Feiyang was abused by various warriors, and he never dreamed that when Elder Jinhua Daozong came to power, his hands were not put out, and he was put down by the momentum.

"Don't you dazzle me?"

"Will Elder Jinhua Daozong release water!"

"That boy is so imposing?"

After a short stay, many warriors are incredibly talking.

Yun Feiyang stood on the ring and said in a domineering way: "You are not qualified to teach me."

Elder Jinhua Daozong was flushed, but he also said: "You are very strong, Sun admires it!"

After all, the gray-faced man left and secretly said on the road: "This child's strength is by no means more than eight major Dao Xuanxian!"

...

On the light curtain, the number of defeats increased to 41.

Yun Feiyang stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Is there any dissatisfaction?"

"brush!"

As soon as the words fell, an eighth Dao Xuanxian jumped onto the ring and said, "Boy, your winning streak ends here."

"is it?"

Yun Feiyang laughed, and looked more and more beaten ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ brush! "

The eight-strong man stepped forward, his right fist shone with dazzling light, and he could see that he did not intend to compete for strength, but for strength.

"Yeah!"

"Just do it yourself!"

"Elder Jinhua Daozong was too careless, and he was seized by the guy to seize the opportunity and forced the ring with his momentum!"

Many warriors firmly believe that after all, momentum is only momentum, and the real absolute victory or defeat depends on hard power!

hard power?

Yun Feiyang satisfies their thoughts, directly greets his fists, and listens to the sound of "Bang", the eighth Dao Xuanxian was shot straight out.

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