There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

Next, Lin Momo and Ling'er almost all fought against late-stage Golden Immortal monks, and some of them were even at the peak of Golden Immortal.

However, even at the peak of Jinxian, they are just casual cultivators, and they are far from those disciples at the peak of Jinxian who are of great power.

Fifty consecutive victories!

Sixty consecutive victories!

Seventy consecutive victories!

Eighty consecutive victories!

Ninety consecutive victories!

Soon, Lin Momo and Ling'er came to the 98th match. If they continued to win this match, they would only be one step away from winning the hundred-game winning streak.

"Little baby, you can't win again today!"

At this time, a casual cultivator at the peak of Jinxian was slapped off the ring by Lin Momo's palm just now, and immediately another cultivator at the peak of Jinxian stood up, leaped onto the ring.

He looked at Lin Momo with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

hiss!

"This, isn't this the core disciple of Qingmingzong? It seems to be called Wang Jianyi!"

"That's right, judging by the clothes on his body, he is also a core disciple of the Qing Mingzong. It's just that he didn't expect that such a strong person would also appear on the stage. Now, this girl will definitely lose!"

"Hey, this is a wedding dress for someone else! I have won 98 games in a row. If you lose the last two games, you will lose the qualification to advance!"

"It seems that the core disciples of the Qing Mingzong are still thoughtful. In this way, the girl's busy work was in vain!"

When the group of onlookers saw Wang Jianyi, who was at the peak of the Golden Immortal, enter the ring, they all sighed.

In addition to the few thirty-three people in this Immortal Dao Society, even the core disciples of the Qing Mingzong who have reached the limit of the peak of the Golden Immortal have to compete one after another.

Only after winning 100 games in a row can they be qualified to enter the second round.

Of course, winning a hundred games in a row does not require being in the same arena, but Lin Momo and Linger were too lazy to change the arena before.

After all, there are still many people who are challenging them. If their strength is so fearful that they dare not challenge them, then they can only change the arena and challenge others by themselves, just like Wang Jianyi at this time.

"What? You also want to come and try my strength? But it's not easy for you to win so many games, so don't cry when you lose!"

When Lin Momo heard Wang Jianyi's words, she directly turned back without paying attention to Wang Jianyi at all.

"Presumptuous! What arrogance, you will pay for it!"

That Wang Jian looked cold and became extremely gloomy.

As the core disciple of Qing Mingzong and a strong man at the peak of Jinxian, no matter where he goes, he is always respected by others.

Unexpectedly, in this arena, he was taunted by an eight or nine-year-old girl, how could he not be angry.

What's more, now that Wang Jianyi has completed 99 consecutive victories, as long as he defeats Lin Momo this time, he will be qualified to advance to the second level.

Swish!

As soon as Wang Jian finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, and turned his hand over, and a top-grade fairy treasure appeared in his hand.

As for Lin Momo, he naturally knew how powerful he was. Otherwise, how could a mere doll win ninety-eight games in a row.

But even so, Wang Jianyi didn't pay attention to the other party at all, it's just that the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and it was understandable for him to display the top-grade fairy treasure as soon as he came up.

However, this scene caused a huge shock in the eyes of the group of onlookers.

"It's not good, even if you sacrifice the top-grade fairy treasure, it's going to kill you!"

"Hey, this girl, I'm afraid she will stop here, and she may even perish in the ring!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the tree is so big, whoever made you a girl, you are so arrogant, winning 98 games in a row without changing the ring, no one can stand it if you change it!"

For a while, the group of onlookers all discussed, shook their heads and sighed, and kept sighing. No one was optimistic about Lin Momo.

After all, he is the core disciple of Qing Mingzong, and he has always been a god-like existence in the hearts of everyone.

As for Lin Momo, although his strength is also very strong, which has exceeded the expectations of the onlookers one after another, but he is a casual cultivator after all, how can he compare with that Wang Jianyi.

Swish!

I saw that with a wave of the top-grade fairy treasure in Wang Jian's hand, a huge white waterfall transformed by Dao Zefa's light shot out, and it enveloped Lin Momo in an instant.

If you look carefully, you will find that the white waterfall is completely intertwined with Dao Zemang, and the powerful aura envelopes it, turning into countless winding and circling dragons.

"My God, what a powerful attack!"

"This, is this the core disciple of a great power! It's too scary!"

"It's over, it's over, such an attack, not to mention a mere female doll, I'm afraid even if it is a monk at the peak of the Golden Immortal who is in the same realm, he will have to retreat three feet!"

"No, we're too close, retreat quickly, otherwise even the slightest aftermath of the battle can kill us to pieces!"

When the group of onlookers saw this scene, they were all horrified.

This Wang Jianyi's attack is really too powerful, once he makes a move, it is like thunder.

Even many of the onlooker monks who were only in the realm of true immortals, fearing that they would be affected, hurriedly backed away with a flash, and retreated tens of meters away before stopping and watching.

At this time, the huge white light curtain immediately enveloped Lin Momo, and it was almost in front of Lin Momo in the blink of an eye.

Lin Momo still had a calm appearance, quite like Lin Nan.

It wasn't until the white light curtain was less than three meters away from her that Lin Momo slowly raised one palm and slapped it forward.

Da Luo Mietian Palm!

hum!

In the eyes of everyone, they saw a huge palm phantom appearing in midair, which was several times bigger than the white light.

On the huge phantom palm, there was a palpitating and creepy aura.

Rumble!

The voice of the Great Dao continued to roar in Lin Momo's palm.

Then, the huge palm phantom directly met the white light curtain.

boom!

Then, there was a loud noise, and the huge palm phantom collided with the white light curtain, shaking the world.

But then, an incredible scene appeared.

I saw that the incomparably powerful white light curtain originally sacrificed by Wang Jianyi, after colliding with the phantom of Lin Momo's palm, turned into a pile of dust and dissipated in mid-air, like a chicken tile. Like a dog, completely vulnerable.

"This, this, I can't see hallucinations!"

"How is it possible that such a powerful attack was defeated by that girl's palm?"

"My God, is this girl really going to win a hundred consecutive victories?"

Seeing this scene, all the onlookers were stunned.

They couldn't believe it, now that even the core disciples of Qing Mingzong have taken action, could they still be unable to defeat the eight or nine-year-old girl in front of them!

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