Mo Lingyuer didn't know what was going on, and after settling the account in a hurry, after saying goodbye to Chu Zheng and Cui Linxiang, she left in a hurry.

Chu Zheng was already full of wine and food, what happened, he didn't bother to ask, he was about to get up and go back, go back and sum up, when to go to the Medicine King Valley to see how many useful medicinal materials there were.

But as soon as Chu Zheng stood up, a figure blocked in front of him.

It was the elder brother Cui Linxiang.

Cui Linxiang blocked in front of Chu Zheng, looked at Chu Zheng with a pair of cold eyes, and looked at Chu Zheng expressionlessly.

Didn't speak, just watched.

Chu Zheng saw that this guy didn't mean to do anything, and he didn't want to dwell on it too much, this account will be calculated slowly in the future.

Chu Zheng nodded and moved to the side.

Unexpectedly, Cui Linxiang's body moved with Chu Zheng again.

was still blocked in front of Chu Zheng, looking at Chu Zheng with a cold face.

"Something?"

Chu Zheng found this product really interesting.

But now it's blocked, I'm not just a person who can block it, it's just a little more expensive.

"Stay away from Yu'er, I don't want to see her with a La"

After speaking, Cui Linxiang picked up the glasses in his hand, blew them gently, and then put them on, and then turned around and left with his hands in his pockets.

What interesting people

Chu Zheng watched this Cui Linxiang leave, and he also smiled bitterly.

Where does this guy look like garbage?

Shaking his head helplessly and smiling, Chu Zheng rushed back.

"Sister"

Mo Lingyuer had returned to the Jinling Hotel and found Mo Lingrou.

Mo Lingyuer saw that there were many people in front of her, and her sister was also in it, and she didn't know what was going on, so Mo Lingyuer walked to her sister's side.

After entering, Mo Lingyu'er also saw a scene that surprised her.

I saw more than a dozen corpses on the ground.

Cover all with a white cloth.

"Sister, what's going on?"

Seeing Mo Lingrou frowning and looking at these corpses, Mo Lingyuer also realized the seriousness of the matter, and couldn't help but ask at the moment.

"It's the Eight Extremes Sect, including Master Guo Mengyu, without exception, all of them were killed by a master"

Mo Lingrou said with a cold face.

"What?" Mo Lingyu'er's eyes widened when she heard this.

You must know that Master Guo Mengyu is one of the best masters in China, Bajiquan, and has already reached the point of perfection.

But now, he was killed

Mo Lingyuer also felt incredulous.

"Well, and, judging from Master Guo's injuries, he didn't have any fights before, so to speak, he was killed by someone with one blow without any parrying power, so the murderer must be a very strong existence, and his cultivation is not below you and me!"

And Yuwen Chan also said with a cold face at this time:

"This matter, so far, everyone is not allowed to spread it lightly to the outside world, immediately notify the head of the Baji Sect, Mr. Guo!"

Yuwen Chan commanded.

The crowd also responded in unison.

But the so-called no impermeable wall, this matter was still seen by some people, and spread on a small scale.

Who the hell is there to have such strength? He has defeated so many masters of the Eight Poles Gate in a row.

And the popularity of this master also quickly covered the heat of one punch Jiuyang.

You know, this is a master-level existence that has been famous for a long time in the Baji Gate, and it is impossible to escape death, so you can imagine what kind of existence that murderer must be?

However, despite this, the martial arts conference was still held normally, and the scene was becoming more and more lively.

Because today, it is the time of the ranking war.

And in this war, the three most competitive masters also arrived.

Zuo Xingyun, Jiuyang, and Mo Lingyuer, in the eyes of everyone, are actually these three people, competing for the top three.

may be to ensure the excitement of the game, the first game turned out to be Mo Lingyuer vs. Jiuyang.

"Big brother, I won't keep my hand."

Mo Lingyuer playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Big Brother of Shit"

Chu Zheng was quite helpless in his heart, and couldn't help but curse secretly.

However, Chu Zheng couldn't reveal his identity.

Now, it's a quick fix.

"Jiuyang can still maintain a one-punch victory against Mo Lingyu'er?"

"It's impossible, Miss Yu'er's strength is obvious to everyone, and I personally feel that it is not much worse than Jiuyang!"

As for whether Jiuyang can continue to maintain one-punch domination of the enemy, everyone's opinions are obviously secretly agreed, that is, it is impossible.

If you can, then this Jiuyang is simply an inhuman existence.

Mo Lingrouer on the presidium was also looking at the scene in front of her with great anticipation.

Yu'er's strength Mo Lingrou knew very well, as for the strength of this mysterious Jiuyang, Mo Lingrou shook her head, she really didn't see it.

However, Mo Lingrou's body was followed by a shock, and then her eyes were about to widen.

At this time, Mo Lingyuer had already fought with Jiuyang, but to everyone's surprise, it was still one punch, and Mo Lingyuer was directly defeated and retreated.

It took more than ten meters backwards to stand firm.

And everyone also saw that Jiuyang had left his hand.

Because Mo Lingyu'er was repulsed, but she was not injured at all.

"I'm losing!"

Mo Lingyuer herself was also in a strong shock.

She thought about countless possibilities, but she didn't expect that she would be defeated by Jiuyang with one punch.

And if it weren't for the master's hand, he would probably be seriously injured.

Big brother, it's really amazing! No, it's just a terrifying existence!

Mo Lingyu'er nodded respectfully, and immediately retreated.

The audience fell into a cold silence.

Needle drops can be heard.

With this brilliant performance in the first game, the performance in the back is a bit mediocre.

However, the last one quickly reached a climax.

Jiuyang, against Zuo Xingyun, competed for the championship.

The final showdown.

If it had been placed in the past, the audience at this time would have exploded in discussion, but now, the audience is still quiet.

Because everyone didn't speak, they all stared at the two people on the field with all their attention, for fear of missing the slightest detail.

"Chirp!"

And Zuo Xingyun, before the official opening, was circling back and forth in front of Chu Zheng.

And constantly making parabolic gestures.

He said softly: "Later, you will be like this parabola, falling directly from the sky, and finally, bang!

"By the way, do you know a saying called food delivery?"

Zuo Xingyu smiled and continued to ask.

Chu Zheng shook his head, not wanting to say a word to this product.

Zuo Xingyu laughed for a while before saying: "The meaning of this food delivery is that you worked hard to grow vegetables, and in the end, they were all accepted by me, wow! You are really powerful with one punch, but later, I only need to beat you with one punch, and all the honor is concentrated on me, poor is really pitiful!"

The more Zuo Xingyu laughs, the happier he becomes.

In the end, the smile was even more hideous.

"Game on!"

And soon the referee Master Qin shouted.

The attention of the audience is more and more rapidly concentrated in this direction.

Including the Mo Lingrou sisters.

However, Mo Lingrou was a little joking and said to the leader of the Yuwen Zen League on the side: "Uncle Yuwen, your nephew is really scheming, and he wants to provoke this Jiuyang in every possible way."

"Hahaha, the so-called soldiers are not tired of cheating, sometimes, the head and the strength are parallel"

Yuwen Chan looked cold and said with a faint smile.

"Brush, brush, come, hit me!"

The game has begun, but what makes everyone a little puzzled is that Zuo Xingyun has changed his normal, although he is still a playful smile, but it is not the same vigorous and overwhelming offensive as before.

It's about advancing and retreating.

Constantly sell flaws to Joyoung.

"Come, hit me"

Zuo Xingyun's light technique was very fast, he approached from time to time, patted Jiuyang's shoulder, and then left quickly after saying a word.

From time to time, he ran to Jiuyang's back, patted Jiuyang's back, and left again after saying a word.

It was as if Jiuyang standing in the field was not an extremely powerful powerhouse, in Zuo Xingyun's eyes, but there was a pet, a toy, and a toy that he was teasing and playing.

"Come on, come on, hit me!"

Zuo Xingyun's body shape is constantly changing.

The sneer on his face did not go down for half a minute, but became more and more intense.

But he didn't see it at all, Chu Zheng's fist had condensed layers of vitality