Gong Shaolin and the others turned around and looked at the source of the voice, and after seeing the person who came, Gong Shaolin smiled.

"There's a good show to watch now. ”

The person who came was dressed in black, with an ordinary appearance, but his breath was a little cold and insolent, and the most impressive thing was the white hair, which was extremely eye-catching.

As soon as he finished saying that, Ben was still downstairs, but in a blink of an eye, the man actually came to the second floor, and many people didn't see how the man came up.

Seeing this scene, Ming Yan frowned at the two of them, and asked in unison, "Who are you?"

The man's voice was domineering: "Demon Lord!"

As the Demon Lord spoke, accompanied by a domineering aura that defied the world, he rushed straight up, causing Mingyan and Chaoshan to change their faces immediately, and there was actually a trace of suffering in their breathing, and there was some disbelief in their eyes.

This is the Demon Lord?

This person is the descendant of the Demon Venerable in the mouth of Fuji Lao, the Demon Lord?!

How could his aura be so strong?!

The two were stunned.

However, in the end, he is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Emperors, and he can be regarded as having seen the world, and he has a sense of superiority that grows in his bones, even if he feels that the Demon Monarch is strong, he can fall into the impression of being the master, and he still can't change it for a while.

Ming Yan's complexion quickly stabilized, followed by that disdainful look, and said: "It turns out that you are the so-called Martial God Descendant Demon Lord, and your breath is very strong, a little stronger than I imagined, but your strength is not enough, even if it is compared with the worst disciple of our Wanhuangmen, it is even worse." If you are here today to prove yourself, then I advise you not to make a move, otherwise it will only hit your confidence even more, so let's leave a thought for yourself. ”

Gong Shaolin on the side heard Ming Yan's words, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter, holding his stomach and secretly saying, "Hahaha...... This fool is self-righteous, and he dares to be arrogant in front of the always domineering and arrogant Demon Lord, it really laughs at me. Look at it, the Demon Lord will definitely beat him into a dog, hahaha......"

The cold eyes and the middle of the mountain moon couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

Do you need to be so happy about this thing?!

However, they still looked at the Demon Lord, and it was right to think about it, what kind of person is the Demon Lord, who is the Lord who doesn't care about anyone, during the primary election of the Holy Martial Conference, the Lord who dared to argue with the Martial Emperor of the Old Vine Rank, will he care about the identity of the Ten Thousand Emperors?

What's more, this Ming Yan just now laughed at the Demon Lord's strength being worse than the disciples of the Ten Thousand Emperors, and in their minds, they had already imagined the picture of the Demon Monarch's move, and immediately prayed for Ming Yan and Chaoshan: "I hope you don't lose too badly." ”

Ming Yan and Chao Shan obviously didn't realize this yet, and they still looked at the Demon Lord with their nostrils facing the sky, arrogantly.

After listening to their words, the Demon Lord's face was still calm, and he just said lightly, "Then are you ready?"

Chaoshan was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand it at first, but then he woke up and exclaimed, "You really want to make a move?"

The Demon Lord didn't speak, but replied to him with action, took a step forward, and threw a punch without hesitation.

This punch, there is no wind rolling, no rumbling, and no surging murderous aura, it looks like such a bland punch, not even a punch from Banshanyue.

But this punch made Chaoshan's heart suddenly tighten, and a crisis dared to explode in his heart almost instantly, and he immediately swung his fist to meet it without thinking about it.

Rumble......

The two fists collided together, and a bang sounded on the second floor, and there was a chaotic sound of banging Kaka, and the figure was forced down from the upper floor.

"This is the so-called master of the Ten Thousand Emperors?!"

The Demon Lord stood in place, looking down at Chaoshan, who was spurting blood from his mouth below, and said in a flat tone.

But that look is endless disdain and disappointment.

This is also a master?!

There are no more lethal words than that.

The people around were also dumbfounded.

Is this still the disciple of the Ten Thousand Emperors Sect who was extremely arrogant and bombed the sky just now? How could he be bombed into a dog without even counting a move in the blink of an eye?!

Chaoshan fell on the first floor, his right hand hung weakly on the ground, his chest was dripping with blood, and he looked at the figure on the second floor in disbelief, and his heart was shocked.

Even Ming Yan and Zuoqiu also stood up at this moment, looking at the junior brother downstairs in disbelief, they would be so seriously injured.

"You ......" Ming Yan suddenly turned his head, glared at the Demon Lord angrily, and shouted: "You are so bold, you dare to hurt us, do you know who we are?"

"Could it be that after the disciples of the Ten Thousand Emperors Gate lose, they will only report to the Mountain Gate to suppress others?" The Demon Monarch still had the same disdainful attitude, and said lightly: "Even if it is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Emperors, what about it?"

These words deeply stimulated this bright flame.

"Okay, the Demon Lord, you're so crazy, then I'll try to see how capable you are!"

Ming Yan made a move, his true qi erupted, and his strength was revealed.

Martial King Eighth Level.

This strength is also considered medium in the Wanhuangmen.

The eighth level of the Martial King, there are many in the Ten Thousand Emperors' Gate, but the strength of the eighth level of the Martial King is also very divided.

And Ming Yan's strength, even in the eighth level of the Martial King, is definitely a top-ranked figure.

As soon as he made a move, the storm immediately surged, and the killing aura suddenly filled the entire inn, striding with a single whip, melee martial arts style, and the claws locked straight to the throat of the demon lord.

The Demon Lord snorted disdainfully, stretched out his hand to block, and blocked this move to grab his throat, and at the same time said disdainfully: "Is it just like this?!"

Ming Yan didn't answer, but his eyes erupted with fire, and he kicked it under his feet, fast and ruthless.

This move and the previous move are actually combos, and there is a name in the martial arts, the lion fights the rabbit.

Attacking up and down, all of them are killing moves, which can be described as extremely sharp.

The Demon Lord glanced down from the corner of his eye, still looking so disdainful, stretching his foot faster than Ming Yan, and kicking the latter's ankle.

Click......

A sound of broken bones sounded, Ming Yan screamed, his mind was lost, the Demon Lord grabbed it with one hand, and he had already grabbed one of Ming Yan's arms, and when he lifted it up, Ming Yan had been thrown out, and he was still downstairs, falling with Chaoshan.

After it was solved, the Demon Lord clapped his hands with a relaxed appearance, still so light and light, and naturally mocked, and said, "This is the so-called master?!"

Ming Yan endured the pain in his feet, his eyes flashing with resentment, but he was also shocked in his heart.

How can this guy be so strong, doesn't it mean that the children of the family are not very good?!

Upstairs, there was still the last person left among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Emperors, Zuoqiu.

Now, Zuoqiu's expression was also a little ugly, even a wry smile.

He had already seen that the strength of the demon lord in front of him was so strong, even in the Ten Thousand Emperors Gate, he was definitely a top figure, which was completely different from what he said in the door.

In fact, he also saw that the reason why Ming Yan and Chaoshan would lose was a little bit of cultivation, but what was more important was combat experience.

They are all disciples of the Ten Thousand Emperors, they usually practice in retreat, and they have little combat experience, although their cultivation is similar to that of the Demon Lord, but the difference in combat experience is too much, which led to such a quick rout.

"You, do you still want to go up?" the Demon Lord turned his head, looked at Zuoqiu, and said coldly.

Zuoqiu sighed and said, "I'm not your opponent, and I don't need poetry anymore." ”

Ming Yan and Chaoshan were in a hurry, and shouted, "Senior brother, we can't embarrass the Wanhuangmen." ”

"Needless to say, two junior disciples, it seems that our opinion of the martial artists outside is wrong, you must also remember this lesson, and you must practice hard in the future. "Zuo Qiu is much more enlightened than his two junior disciples, and he also knows each other more.

Zuoqiu immediately clenched his fist at the Demon Monarch and said, "I hope you can pass this final election, and we will meet in the Wanhuangmen in the future, and at that time, I will officially fight with you!"

After speaking, he walked downstairs, and just went downstairs, at this time, the door of Xiao Chen's room upstairs opened.

Creak.......

Xiao Chen walked out indifferently, looking a little tired, and when he came out, he looked down, and naturally saw the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord also looked up at him, and when he saw Xiao Chen appear, he immediately said, "I want to fight with you!"

Zuoqiu, who had just walked to the top of the stairs, and Ming Yan, who stood up, were startled towards the mountain, and couldn't help but look back, what kind of person could make this unruly demon lord open his mouth and take the initiative to ask for a fight?

Xiao Chen looked at the Demon Lord, and then said lightly: "Didn't the two of us have a battle before, why do we have to fight now?"

The Demon Lord said, "I just don't want to lose to you. ”

This is said in the secret realm, in the final confrontation between everyone and Night Xingchen, only Xiao Chen survived to the end, and defeated Night Xingchen's conspiracy, allowing everyone to save their lives.

But in that secret competition, the Demon Lord was the first to fall, which made him stay in his throat since he woke up, as if he had lost to Xiao Chen invisibly, so he thought about fighting Xiao Chen again.

Xiao Chen said: "The one in the secret realm is not a competition, you didn't lose to me, and you are also in a special situation." ”

"Whatever the reason, defeat is defeat, but this time, I'm going to fight you with dignity!" the Demon Lord insisted.

But this scene fell in the eyes of the three Ten Thousand Emperors Sect disciples, but it was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

"What did he just say, he just said that he lost to that kid upstairs? He was so strong and actually lost to that guy, how terrifying is that guy?!"

Ming Yan's eyes were already wide, and his face was terrified.

What happened today had completely subverted his previous understanding of the martial artists in the outside world.

Why are the strong people outside so terrifying now?!

When Xiao Chen heard this, he waved his hand helplessly, and said: "You have also seen it, I am very tired now, I'm afraid I can't fight with you in a fair and honest way, of course, if you insist on fighting, it doesn't matter if I lose." ”

Xiao Chen took retreat as advance, shrugged his shoulders, and let the Demon Lord look at it.

He also guessed that a domineering person like the Demon Lord would not take any advantage, so this battle would naturally not be able to be fought.

Sure enough, the Demon Lord did see that Xiao Chen's state was not good, frowned, and finally said: "Okay, let's fight again another day, and you are not allowed to avoid the battle at that time!"

After speaking, the Demon Lord waved his sleeves and walked away domineeringly, and Xiao Chen, who was watching it, was speechless for a while.