"Hahaha......"

Hearing Chu Li's arrogant words, Fan Yong and the surrounding disciples all burst out laughing: "This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard, an ordinary person who doesn't even have aura dares to say that he can kill a conjunctive period in seconds." The people of Qingyunmen don't even understand the basic common sense of monks, they are really ignorant and pathetic. ”

Chu Li shrugged his shoulders and didn't care: "So you're not going to compare, right?" ”

"Compare, why not. Fan Yong raised his sword and pointed at Chu Li, "There is an arena next to it, how about we go up and sign the life and death certificate." ”

The disciple next to Fan Yong was still laughing: "Senior Brother Fan Yong, you don't need to go to the arena at all, you can just kill him with a sword here." ”

Whether it was the Southern Saint or the surrounding disciples, they didn't believe that an "ordinary person" like Chu Li could defeat a monk of the Merge Dao Period. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is simply self-defeating, a fool's dream. What's more, Fan Yong is still the seventh genius monk on the Holy List of Canghu, how can a down-and-out monk from Qingyunmen be compared.

"Southern Saints, please push me over. ”

The Southern Saint's face was a little worried: "Chu Daoyou, you really have thought it through. If you go to the arena, according to the rules of Canghu Mountain, even if my master comes, I can't stop it. ”

"Don't worry, I have my own way. Looking at Chu Li's appearance, he didn't take Fan Yong seriously at all.

The Southern Saints had no choice but to sigh and push Chu Li to follow Fan Yong.

Chu Li's challenge to Fan Yong spread far and wide, and when Chu Li and his party walked to the nearest arena, the arena was already full of spectators.

For the disciples of Canghu Mountain, Fan Yong's killing of Chu Li in seconds was an undoubted and unsuspenseful matter. Because Chu Li is just a waste without aura. The reason why they came back to watch the battle after hearing the news was to see what would happen to those who tried to get their hands on the Amber Holy Maiden.

When Fan Yong easily jumped onto the arena, thunderous cheers rang out from the audience.

A disciple with a loud voice shouted, "Senior Brother Fan Yong, it's best to divide him into two, I'm sure you can do it." ”

There are also disciples shouting: "Senior Brother Fan Yong, he insulted our Canghu Holy Maiden, insulted."

Insult us Canghu Mountain, you must break him into pieces. ”

After Chu Li was pushed onto the arena by the Southern Saints, he said, "How come your disciples of Canghu Mountain are the same as those of Qingyunmen, the noise is endless. I only know how to play tricks on the lips, and I really stand on the stage but cowardly a group. ”

"Hmph, ignorant child, you can only take advantage of the fact that you can say more now!" Fan Yong threw the life and death form signed with blood on Chu Li.

After Chu Li signed his name, he handed the life and death certificate to the Southern Saint who was the referee: "Okay, I don't want others to say that I bullied you." I'll give you a move, and I'll make another move after a move. ”

As soon as Chu Li's words came out, there was silence up and down the entire arena.

After a long while, a group of disciples could not hide their loud ridicule.

"What I heard just now, someone said to let Senior Brother Fan Yong make a move. ”

"No, no, the man in the wheelchair can't really be a fool, no, no. ”

"Haha, I'm laughing to death. Even the Holy Maiden Canghu, who was the first on the holy list, didn't dare to say that she would let Senior Brother Fan Yong make a move, what kind of confidence did that cripple have to say such a thing. ”

The sound of disturbance reached Chu Li's ears, but he was indifferent, just closed his eyes and lay in a wheelchair, really waiting for the other party to make a move.

Seeing Chu Li sitting there motionless, the corners of Fan Yong's eyes twitched, and an unsurprising anger was surging into his heart.

However, he was not in a hurry at this time, and decided to "tease" Chu Li well: "Boy, it's not impossible that you plan to make me a move." Seeing that you are young and young, I will not take advantage of you. I'll let you make ten moves, and I'll let you make ten moves. After you beat me ten moves, how about I return the one move you asked me to make. ”

It seems that Fan Yong is going to wait for Chu Li to make all ten moves, and then solve Chu Li with one move, so that he can know what the gap is.

Chu Li slowly opened his eyes: "You let me make ten moves?"

"That's right, no more, no less, just ten moves. Fan Yong said with a smile on his face.

Chu Li shook his head: "It's too much, one move is enough." ”

After saying this, Chu Li slowly raised his right hand, and the surroundings were normal

The colorless translucent source spirit particles that were invisible to the human eye also gradually appeared in front of everyone with Chu Li's raised hand.

Originally, according to the normal way, after the source spirit particles were absorbed into the human body, they could only be transformed into aura or source power after the transformation of the exercises. But now, the source spirit particles floating around Chu Li turned into three colors: white, gold, and red without going through the human body. They represent the aura that the disciples of Canghu Mountain are familiar with, as well as the wealth and demonic power that they don't know.

Chu Li shocked everyone with his skill of air-conditioning kinetic source spirit particles, because it subverted their understanding of the world.

The Southern Saints standing on the edge of the arena were also stunned, but they felt that they had heard of Chu Li's "spiritual skills" somewhere.

Under Chu Li's near-perfect control, the three energies around her converged in her hands. In the end, a small sword was formed that was only the length of a palm, the width of a finger, and emitted three colors of light.

Fan Yong frowned and looked at the small sword in Chu Li's hand that looked ordinary on the surface: "Is that gadget your reliance, it seems to be as small as your chicken." ”

Chu Li's left pupil suddenly appeared with a hint of red aura: "Are you ready, you will die next." ”

"Come, you come. Fan Yong, who looked down on Chu Li, also gave Chu Li a middle finger.

But the Southern Saints who were standing on the edge of the arena suddenly realized something, and they were shocked in their hearts: Wait, is Chu Li's move the "Taixu Refining God"!

In the blink of an eye, the small sword suspended in Chu Li's hand flew out with a "whoosh". Before Fan Yong could hear the sound of the sword blade breaking through the air, the little sword had already gone to him. Taken aback, Fan Yong could barely block the path of the little sword with his sword, but the extremely destructive blade directly smashed the sword in Fan Yong's hand, passed through Fan Yong's chest, and flew farther away until it disappeared.

The small sword was obviously only a finger wide, but it left a large hole in Fan Yong's chest with a diameter of twenty centimeters.

Fan Yong, who was hit so hard, directly lost his vital signs, and when he left this world, he didn't even scream.

There was a dead silence under the arena, and Fan Yong, who was still standing, shook his body twice, and finally fell to the ground with a "bang" under the gaze of everyone.