"I'll go, even if I guess right, it doesn't seem to work. ”

Suddenly, Mo Fan frowned in distress.

But no, if his speculations are true, that is to say, if you want to defeat Zhenshan Baicheng, the only way to find a god-level powerhouse whose cultivation is higher than Zhenshan Baicheng.

Who is Kezhenshan Baicheng? One of the top nine-star envoys under the Poison Emperor's Throne.

Counting all the current god-level existences in Xiangcheng, there seems to be only one person who cultivates to a higher level than Zhenshan Baicheng, and that is the Peerless Martial Arts.

They are also the nine-star envoys under the Poison Emperor's Throne, how could the Peerless Shadow Wuyi help them deal with Zhenshan Baicheng?

At this time, Cheng Ying and Yuan Xian retreated one after another, their faces were very ugly, and their strength was even weaker, as if they were about to be unable to support it.

"Hehe, Cheng Ying, Yuan Xian, you two wastes are ready to die!"

Zhenshan Baicheng's expression was almost crazy, looking at Cheng Ying and Yuan Xian's eyes, obviously full of killing intent.

Although this battle is a one-sided crushing, it is also a god-level existence, and it is one against two, and Zhenshan worship is just seemingly easy.

In fact, his immortal power loss is already quite serious, and all this is because of the two people in front of him, how can he not hate?

Immortal power is the foundation of a god-level powerhouse, once the consumption is too large, there will be no way to make a move for a long time.

Especially since this is still Xiangcheng, maybe an enemy will emerge at any time, and at that time, no matter how strong he is, it will inevitably be dangerous.

This is not Zhenshan Baicheng alone, the reason why Xue Gang and the three of them secretly slipped away and did not dare to continue fighting was also to take this into account.

"Hehe, Zhenshan Baicheng, you have destroyed my Dragon Eagle Pavilion, as well as the entire Xiangcheng, even if I Cheng Ying die, I will pull you as a backstop!"

Cheng Ying clutched the tarnished fire dragon whip tightly, and reluctantly stood up with a light smile.

"Hmph, it's up to you?"

Zhenshan Baicheng pursed his lips and sneered with disdain.

Obviously, even if there is not much immortal power left, Zhenshan Baicheng still doesn't think that Cheng Ying can threaten him, even if Cheng Ying plans to fight hard, he is not afraid.

However, Zhenshan Baicheng sneered, and the third voice sounded indifferently.

"And I'm Yuan Xian!"

Behind Cheng Ying, Yuan Xian actually stood up.

This is no longer an ordinary battle, but a final desperate battle.

This is Longying Pavilion, Cheng Ying is the master, and it is normal to choose to work hard in order to protect himself.

But Yuan Xian stood up suddenly, what kind of disciple did he mean?

Their poison emperor envoy has never had an inextricable mortal enmity with the three Yuan brothers.

However, as the nine-star envoy under the Poison Emperor's throne, Zhenshan Baicheng is really not afraid of the three Yuan brothers.

"Very good, since the three brothers of your Yuan family also jumped out to find death, then this seat will fulfill you. ”

Zhenshan Baicheng glanced at Yuan Xian with a gloomy face.

"Wait, although the three of them are old-timers, it seems a little inappropriate for you to ignore my existence so much, right?"

Seeing that the final life-and-death struggle was about to begin, Mo Fan suddenly walked up, touched his nose, and interjected helplessly.

Cheng Ying and Yuan Xian frowned slightly, they deliberately fought to the death with Zhenshan Baicheng, hoping that Zhenshan Baicheng would not have time to pay attention to others and leave a little more life for Mo Fan, a young man.

But Mo Fan stood up at this time, as if he was afraid that Zhenshan Baicheng would forget him, it was simply a self-defeating way, and they couldn't save it if they wanted to.

"Hmph, I'm talking to them, and you have to interject?"

Zhenshan Baicheng turned his head and stared at Mo Fan coldly, and his feet suddenly moved.

Cheng Ying and Yuan Xian's faces changed suddenly, but unfortunately, the two of them have not recovered yet, and their movements can't keep up at all.

The next moment, Zhenshan Baicheng instantly appeared in front of Mo Fan and slapped a palm on the top of Mo Fan's head.

Mo Fan didn't plan to sit back, he seemed to have been prepared for a long time.

At the moment when Zhenshan Baicheng's palm fell, his eyes suddenly turned red, and then, with a little bit of a taste of life and death, he actually greeted him with a palm.

"Martial Soul, a thousand-fold explosion!"

"The power of the sky, the power of the dragon!"

"Dragon Baguazhang!"

With a dull loud noise, Zhenshan Baicheng's indifferent face changed suddenly.

Immediately, under the sluggish gaze of Cheng Ying and Yuan Xian, Zhenshan Baicheng retreated under his feet, almost flew out upside down, and it took a while to regain his figure.

How is this possible? And, who knows what just happened?

Cheng Ying and Yuan Xian came back to their senses and looked at each other, both of them at a loss.

Just kidding, they have been fighting with Zhenshan Baicheng for so long, and they have never taken advantage of it, let alone repelled Zhenshan Baicheng.

Not to mention that Zhenshan Baicheng is a god-level powerhouse, even the power of suppression is almost incomprehensible.

But the facts are in front of him, Mo Fan, the young man, really repelled Zhenshan Baicheng with one palm just now.

"How did you do that?"

Zhenshan Baicheng's eyes widened, staring at his left hand, as if he couldn't believe that this was the truth.

After a long while, he raised his head, his face was pale, and he stared at Mo Fan.

He didn't think that Mo Fan would be able to discover his secret, but he knew that there was someone who would tell Mo Fan, and that was Madam Jade.

And with Mrs. Yiyu's familiar relationship with the Poison Emperor, it is not too easy to find out his secrets from the Poison Emperor's mouth.

But he is confident that even if others know his secret, it will not be so easy to defeat him.

Especially Mo Fan, a little guy of the fifth order, it is even more impossible.

Now, he just wanted to know, what was going on with that palm just now?

"Senior, you are called 'Zhenshan', and that's because you are already standing on the top of the mountain.

But don't forget, there is a mountain and a mountain high.

My cultivation may not be as good as yours, and the peaks under my feet are not as high as yours, but I can always find mountains higher than yours. ”

Mo Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart, pursed his lips and explained with a happy smile.

If he had only guessed before, then, after that palm just now, he could finally be sure that he had guessed correctly.

Bai Cheng's name of 'Zhenshan' is indeed not simple, especially in the face of people whose cultivation is not as good as him, he is almost invincible.

But there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are always mountains in this world that he can't suppress, and Mo Fan used the power of this higher mountain this time to crush Zhenshan Baicheng in turn.

"Taller than this one, boy, you won't say yourself, will you?

This seat admits that your fifth-order cultivation is indeed a bit strange, and it is almost equivalent to someone else's eighth-order cultivation.

But this point of cultivation is far from enough in front of this seat. ”

Zhenshan Baicheng muttered suspiciously, and then stared at Mo Fan with disdain.

Others may not understand the meaning of Mo Fan's words, but Zhenshan Baicheng knows it very well in his heart.

Because it is related to the secret of his town.

The mountain that is higher than him seems to refer to a god-level powerhouse who is even stronger than him.

But in Xiangcheng, is there still such a person?

As for the kid in front of him, he is only a fifth-order cultivator, let alone a fifth-order cultivator.

(End of chapter)