There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

Rumble!

Just when everyone was shocked, suddenly, the earth-shattering voice of the Great Dao sounded again in midair.

Then, everyone saw that after Ling'er's palm crushed Zeng Libai's bowl, it didn't dissipate, but condensed again and pressed towards Zeng Libai.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the huge phantom palm had already arrived in front of Zeng Libai.

"not good!"

At this time, Zeng Libai's face was pale with fright, and his whole body was dripping with cold sweat.

From the huge phantom of the palm, he felt a breath of death, and that breath even made him feel that even facing the Dao of Heaven was not so terrifying.

escape!

At this moment, Zeng Libai only had one thought in his mind, and that was to escape!

run away now!

Whoosh!

Zeng Libai's ability to reach the peak level of the Golden Immortal was naturally not in vain. His figure flashed and turned into a streamer, wanting to escape from the ring.

As long as she can leave the ring, Linger's palm will be invalid.

As for how to seek revenge from Ling'er in the future, that is not something that Zeng Libai can consider now.

boom!

However, just as Zeng Libai's figure moved, Ling'er's palm had already landed, directly smashing Zeng Libai into a cloud of blood mist, and he died on the spot.

hiss!

"Oh my god, it's so, so scary!"

"This is really too powerful, how is it possible, is this an illusion!"

"It's over, it's over, this is Tianzang Temple's disciple at the peak of the Golden Immortal, and if he died in the ring like this, Tianzang Temple will never spare this girl!"

At this time, the onlookers who saw this scene were all amazed, and at the same time worried about Ling'er.

After all, what she is killing now is the top disciple of the Golden Immortal of Tianzang Temple. Even if such a disciple has not reached the level of the five little true monks of Tianzang Temple, the difference will definitely not be too far. Each of them is a disciple of Tianzang Temple. baby.

And even if Ling'er's strength is ten times stronger, in their eyes, she can't compare with Tianzang Temple at all.

Tianzang Temple is one of the five major powers in the east. Any individual casual cultivator, in the face of such a powerful power, is like a mayfly shaking a tree.

"court death!"

At this time, a roar suddenly came from a distance.

Then, a figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Linger's ring.

Before the words of courting death fell, a tall figure landed on the ring, exuding an extremely powerful aura, which stunned the monks watching around the ring.

The tall figure was also bald, wearing a colorful cassock and holding a demon pestle in his hand.

"This, this can't be the master of Tianzang Temple who wants to attack the female doll?"

"My God, this is revenge? It's too soon!"

"It's over, it's over, this person's aura is at least twice as strong as that of Zeng Libai before!"

"I'm afraid this girl is about to be murdered!"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers started to guess one by one.

This tall, middle-aged man is very strong, and he is so furious, obviously because Ling'er killed Zeng Libai just now.

At this time, Lin Nan, who was watching from a distance, frowned slightly, with a sullen look on his face.

In the arena.

"Little baby, do you know what crime you committed?"

The tall monk looked at Ling'er with a gloomy face, almost dripping water.

"Who are you? Hit as you want!"

Ling'er didn't even look at the other party, and she looked completely indifferent.

Now she has won ninety-nine consecutive victories. If the eminent monk on the other side comes to challenge, she doesn't mind fighting one more time, and she can advance to the second round.

"I am one of the five little true monks of Tianzang Temple, Zeng Wanglun, the brother of Zeng Libai you just killed!"

The tall monk's voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, resounding around the entire arena.

"What! This... this is one of the five little true monks of Tianzang Temple, Zeng Wanglun!"

"Five Little True Monks,

Those are peerless geniuses at the peak of Jinxian, each of whom is only half a step away from the realm of Immortal King. "

"That's right, such a powerhouse is on par with the Qingming Twelve Sons of Qingmingzong, and they are all existences that can challenge the realm of the Immortal King. It's really terrifying!"

"It's over, it's over, if this goes on, I'm afraid this little baby will definitely die!"

At this time, hearing Zeng Wang Lun's words, the group of onlookers shook their heads and sighed in surprise.

After all, Zeng Wang Lun's strength is too strong, and no one is optimistic about Ling'er at the moment.

Even though Ling'er's previous record was impressive, even reaching ninety-nine consecutive victories, it still couldn't change the shock in people's hearts towards the thirty-three strong players who were exempted from the test.

Thirty-three strong men, the twelve sons of Qingming, the six great palace sons, the five little true monks, the seven great fairies, and the three great saints, the reason why they were exempted from the test was because they were too strong.

It is so powerful that it can easily slaughter monks of the same level.

If such a strong person enters the ring, it is not a competition, but a naked killing.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of Ling'er.

"Papa!"

Seeing that figure, Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she shouted hastily.

"You did a great job!"

Lin Nan also stretched out his hand, stroked Ling'er's hair, and said in admiration.

"Who are you?"

At this time, seeing Lin Nan's figure, Zeng Wang Lun also had a killing intent in his eyes, and asked in a cold voice.

"Who am I, you don't deserve to know. You are an exempt monk, even if you hit you, you still can't let my daughter complete a hundred consecutive victories, that's why I came on stage!"

Lin Nan turned around, glanced at Zeng Wang Lun lightly, and said with disdain.

It's not that he thinks that Ling'er can't defeat Zeng Wanglun, who is at the peak of Jinxian, but that even if this kind of monk who is exempted from the test is defeated, it can't be counted as a record.

For Ling'er, this was a complete waste, so Lin Nan flew onto the ring.

"Alright, since that's the case, then I'll kill you first, then your daughter, to avenge my junior brother!"

Zeng Wang Lun narrowed his eyes, stared at Lin Nan and Ling'er, and said angrily.

In his opinion, whether it is Lin Nan or Ling'er, they are just the aura of the early stage of the true immortal. Even if they hide their strength, they should not be too strong.

At least, as the ultimate powerhouse at the peak of the Golden Immortal who was only half a step away from reaching the level of the Immortal King, killing one more person is as simple as crushing an extra ant.

"Ling'er, take a break first, and see how Papa beats up bad guys for you!"

Lin Nan turned around and said to Ling'er, as if he was talking about an unimportant matter.

"Okay, Papa, everything depends on you!"

Ling'er also nodded obediently, taking advantage of this opportunity to take a rest.

After all, she has fought ninety-nine times in a row since she entered the arena, and she hasn't rested even once.

On the other side, Lin Momo also defeated the ninety-ninth challenger and was preparing to meet the hundredth challenger.

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