Seeing that the little fat man Poison Emperor in the ring took down his opponent with another move and easily walked out of the ring, Mrs. Yu was excited and excited, but her mood was quite complicated.

She has been friends with the Poison Emperor for many years, and she has never had any doubts about the Poison Emperor's strength and talent, otherwise, when Lian Yunzong was attacked by the Imperial Military Department in many ways, she would not have thought of asking the Poison Emperor for help in the first place.

The betrayal and disguise of the poison emperor made her regret and resentment for a while.

Until now, the Poison Emperor seems to have met a nemesis, first the witch Xiao Yi, and then Mo Fan, under the suppression of the two juniors, the Poison Emperor finally relented again, and the usual ruthless and vicious completely disappeared.

At this time, although the Poison Emperor has changed, she feels as if she has returned to the time when the two met not long ago, with the same vigor and domineering spirit to crush all enemies.

Mo Fan didn't know that he let the Poison Emperor fight, and he actually made Madam Yu fall into the good memories of the past, he silently paid attention to every shot of the Poison Emperor, and his eyes flashed from time to time.

In terms of cultivation, the Poison Emperor was only in the early stage of the tenth order, and in this ring, not only did he not have the slightest advantage, but he was at an absolute disadvantage.

Even so, in the ring, whether it is the peak of the tenth order, or the half-step god, even the martial soul power with extremely strange means, it is no match for the poison emperor's move.

It's not how terrifying the Poison Emperor's move is, occupying an absolute advantage, enough to crush everything, but it's highly poisonous, a poison that makes people incomprehensible.

No matter how strong your strength is, no matter how high your cultivation is, when you encounter the poison of the Poison Emperor, you still have to fall when you should fall.

Moreover, Mo Fan knew very well in his heart that the strength of the Poison Emperor was far more than that, and it would be a big mistake to think that the Poison Emperor only had the hand of poison.

At the beginning, he had fought with the Poison Emperor many times, in addition to being highly poisonous, the Poison Emperor's martial arts moves were also quite extraordinary, and the realm of 'potential' surpassed those opponents in the ring too much, and this alone could also crush everyone.

It's just that this poison emperor was obviously too lazy to waste his strength, so he directly chose the simplest and most effective poison.

But it is also a tenth-order cultivation, why is the Poison Emperor powerful enough to crush everyone?

Not to mention that it was because of the poison, the power of the martial soul was strange, and they may not have the ability to resist the poison, but as a result, they undoubtedly all failed.

"With your own power, can you throw others so far away?"

Mo Fan muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Having your own strength is the only way to break through the limit of the tenth order and step into the god level.

Moreover, the strength and potential of this kind of power are directly related to how far a god-level existence can go on the road of god-level in the future.

Like the Six Supremes of the Empire, the Three Saints and the Three Emperors, not only do they all have their own power, but this power is strong enough, otherwise, they would not be able to become the Six Supremes of the Empire.

There are also Peerless Shadow Wuyi and Possessed Bone Red Wolf and others, these god-level powerhouses have also found their own way, but they haven't gone too far yet, they just have their own names.

And the Poison Emperor obviously only has a tenth-order cultivation, but he can still crush all the opponents in the ring, and the key is obviously this.

It's just that it's not easy to find your own way and have your own power.

In the Ancient God Empire, and even in the entire Eternal Continent, although there are not many tenth-order peaks, that is, the peak of heavenly immortals, there are not many.

However, the existence of the god level was only about two thousand at most, and it was not even one percent of the peak of the heavenly immortals.

A hundred Heavenly Immortal Peaks may not be able to appear a god-level existence, this probability is so low.

Although he is only in the late stage of the eighth order now, he will have to face this hurdle sooner or later.

"Forget it, what do you want to do so much? My main job is a rune master, and I am not a pure martial artist, so when the power of these immortal patterns has improved, it is not too late to look back and think about these. ”

Mo Fan shook his head, put the problem aside for the time being, and returned his attention to the ring.

As the days passed, the tenth-order ring competition finally came to an end.

The three sects and six factions, as well as the high-level leaders of the major sects, everyone's faces became more and more ugly.

In the tenth-order ring competition, their results are not too ugly, at least some people have rushed to the top ten, compared with the previous competitions, this result is already a considerable breakthrough.

The key is that this is useless, even if someone rushes to the top ten, the five ring competitions are about to end, but they have three sects and six factions, and a group of top sects, so far, the highest comprehensive strength ranking is still outside the fifty, and most of the others are hovering around the hundred.

If you change those second- and third-rate small sects, this ranking is already quite good, but they are not second- and third-rate small sects, they are three sects and six factions, and the kings of the sects.

The three sects and six factions, the king of the imperial sects, the organizer of the Thousand Sects Alliance, in the end, let alone keep the top ten positions, was actually thrown out of the fifty in one go, is there anything more embarrassing than this?

The three sects and six factions still have to talk about face to some extent, but the high-level leaders of those top sects don't have so many worries, and they are staring at the geniuses of those small sects.

It was because of the targeted counterattack of these small sect geniuses that the three sects and six factions and their top sects lost face in the Thousand Sects Alliance.

Although they didn't dare to mess around in front of everyone's eyes, as long as the Thousand Sects Alliance ended, they would definitely not let go of these people, including the small sects behind these people, and they would definitely uproot these people in order to vent their anger.

It was at this time that the final in the ring began.

The little fat poison emperor walked up slowly, and then without raising his head, he slapped out of the air.

Everyone has seen a lot of similar situations, and if there is no accident, after this palm, the ring competition should be over.

The strength of the Poison Emperor is too strong, along the way, no one can stop this palm, all of them are put down with one move, and everyone can't get used to it.

However, then everyone's eyes lit up.

In the ring, after the little fat poison emperor slapped him, he turned around and was about to leave, but before he could take this step, the little fat poison emperor's feet suddenly stagnated.

"It's kind of interesting, but there are really people who can resist it?"

The little fat poison emperor seemed to be a little surprised, but he still looked back nonchalantly.

At the other end of the ring, a tall and calm middle-aged man stood there steadily, and after resisting the Poison Emperor's casual palm just now, he was unharmed.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they looked at this middle-aged man in great amazement.

It's rare, even the little ghost of Yunzong swept all the way, all of them were just a palm, and this time it seems that he has finally met a decent opponent.

However, on Lian Yunzong's side, Mo Fan pouted.

Unscathed? Not necessarily!

In his rune master's vision, the middle-aged man was surrounded by a magical power, almost condensed into substance.

It was this magical power that blocked the Poison Emperor's palm for him, but after blocking this palm, this magical power suddenly shrank by more than half.

It can be seen that although the middle-aged man blocked the palm of the Poison Emperor, it was far from being as easy as it seemed.