"Little ghost, Lianyun Sect is no one, and he actually asked you to come up and send him to death?

Don't say that this seat won't give you a chance, admit defeat immediately, otherwise, don't blame my uncle for punching you!"

In the ring, a burly man clenched his fists with a fierce expression, and glanced at the small figure who walked in front of him with disdain.

However, in the next moment, Mr. Dongliu, who was in the main gate, and all the people who planned to see Lian Yun Sect's jokes, all of them had round eyes and open their mouths, unable to speak for a long time.

I saw that the small figure stretched out his fat little hand unhurriedly, and then slapped it with a palm in the air, and the fierce burly man suddenly fell on his back trembling as if he had been struck by lightning.

One palm, or one palm in the air, the powerhouse of the peak of the tenth order actually fell like this.

Are you kidding? Or is everyone dreaming?

However, at this moment, there was silence all around, and no one stood up to question it.

Why? They are not blind, they are also the high-level leaders of the major sects, and at least they still have eyesight.

That palm seems simple, and it is indeed a casual blow, but the burly man who fell is not just a palm, the key is that this guy is poisoned.

can poison a tenth-order peak powerhouse with one palm, even if it is just a teenager, no one here dares to laugh at him anymore.

"That's a lot of nonsense, a waste of time in this seat!"

Under the shocked and inexplicable gaze of everyone, the little fat poison emperor yawned, turned around and left impatiently.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, this little guy is so crazy!

This is not only madness, it is simply treating others as nothing.

Come on, that's also a powerhouse at the peak of the tenth order, maybe when he will be able to break through and step into the god level.

Such an existence, not to mention that he is a pillar of the second and third-rate small sects, even the three sects and six factions have to give people some face.

But in the eyes of this person, fighting him is actually a waste of time?

"Your Highness the Dragon King, don't you have anything to explain?"

The strange thing is that the three sects and six factions did not immediately announce the results of winning or losing this time, and it was not until the little guy walked down that Wu Lao had a calm face and suddenly asked.

Everyone was immediately puzzled, what do you mean?

Others didn't understand, but Mrs. Yu, there are still some old god-level existences, but they all understand the deep meaning of Wu Lao's words.

Although no one here knows the little fat man, the power aura of the Poison Emperor, and some god-level existences have long been recognized.

The Poison Emperor is the supreme of the empire, and even Yunzong brought the Poison Emperor over, and even let the Poison Emperor participate in the tenth-order ring competition, what does this mean, is it true that everyone is blind?

"Senior Wu, this sect master just wants to ask, is the power that this guy just used is beyond the range of the tenth order?"

Compared with Mrs. Yu's nervousness and helplessness, Mo Fan behaved quite calmly, and asked rhetorically without any disapproval.

Wu Lao frowned slightly, but he was silent.

That's right, although he has changed, there is no doubt that the young man is the poison emperor.

And with the powerful strength of the supreme level of the Poison Emperor Kingdom, standing in the tenth-order ring competition, it is simply a bully.

But the aura of power that the Poison Emperor burst out just now was not strong, and it did not exceed the range of the tenth order.

"Rules are rules, this adult is obviously not a tenth-order, he is not qualified to participate in the tenth-order ring competition. ”

After a while, Wu Lao still shook his head, and actually denied the victory of the Poison Emperor just now.

And this reason is quite sufficient, rules are rules, if anyone can mess around, what level of power can be used, what level of power can be used to stand in the ring, then the Thousand Sects Alliance has long been chaotic.

"Hmph, little guy of the Dao Sect, who do you say is not qualified? See clearly, this seat is really the tenth order now!"

Before Mo Fan could speak, the little fat poison emperor was angry first, and couldn't help but look at Wu Lao angrily.

The dignified and poisonous emperor was forced to go to the ring to compete, the situation was stronger than others, and he couldn't beat it, so he could only admit it.

But what is this guy saying is not good, he actually dares to say that he is an old man who is not qualified?

Is it the same thing to disdain to make a move and not be qualified to make a move?

Mo Fan's strength is stronger than him, he admits it, but what qualifications do these guys have to comment on him Poison Emperor?

Wu Lao and the other god kings all frowned, and glanced coldly at the little fat poison emperor.

The Poison Emperor, one of the six supreme beings of the Tenth-Order Empire, was actually embarrassed to say that he only had a tenth-order cultivation, who would believe it? When they were all blind?

The previous Demon Emperor was just that, the three sects and six factions were indeed quite jealous, and they were not at all sure what they could do with the Demon Emperor, so they could only watch the Demon Emperor arrogantly ignore them.

But the Poison Emperor is different, the Poison Emperor is only the last of the three emperors, with the strength of the three sects and six factions present, after joining forces, he is not afraid at all.

Seeing that the surrounding atmosphere was stagnant, and an inexplicable coercion appeared in the sky, the angry poison emperor seemed to be on the bar with Wu Lao and other god kings, the corners of Mo Fan's mouth twitched, and he quickly coughed lightly twice, instantly breaking the stagnant atmosphere.

"Ahem, senior Wu, Lian Yunzong has no intention of violating the rules.

I won't say what kind of cultivation this guy used to be, but now, he is indeed only a tenth order, if you don't believe it, you can check it. ”

As soon as Mo Fan's words came out, Wu Lao and the others who were named god kings immediately looked at each other, very puzzled.

Although they didn't believe that the Poison Emperor, one of the six supreme beings of the empire, actually only had a tenth-order cultivation, they couldn't ignore the words of the Dragon King Mo Fan.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Lao and the others had no choice but to look at the little fat poison emperor seriously, but after a while, a group of god kings were dumbfounded.

This power breath is obviously the Poison Emperor, but what the Dragon King Mo Fan said is actually true, the Poison Emperor's current cultivation is really the Tenth Order, or the early stage of the Tenth Order, but how is this possible?

The dignified Poison Emperor, one of the six supreme beings of the empire, in front of everyone's eyes, was actually inspected and cultivated again and again, the little fat poison emperor's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't wait to take action immediately and poison everyone here, preferably without bones.

But under Mo Fan's warning gaze, the corners of the little fat poison emperor's mouth twitched, and he didn't dare to make a move.

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not worried at all, just quietly waiting for the judgment results of Wu Lao and the others.

That's right, he really wasn't worried, because he wasn't lying, at least the Poison Emperor was currently a tenth-order cultivator.

Of course, if the Poison Emperor used special means to temporarily suppress the epiphany poison and restore his true strength, then that's another story.

Just yesterday, when Madam Yu asked him to find a way, the last person Mo Fan thought of was the Poison Emperor.

Yes, as we all know, the Poison Emperor is one of the six supreme beings of the empire, and he is not a tenth-order cultivator, and among the twenty people in the Cloud Sect this time, none of them have a tenth-order cultivation.

If there is really no way, Lian Yunzong can also take advantage of it, and the two god-level existences, Lady Yu or Jing Sheng, will surrender themselves to cultivation at the cost of serious injuries, so that they can also participate in the tenth-order ring competition.

But whether it was Madame Yu or Jing Sheng, the price of self-surrender and cultivation was too great, and Mo Fan directly gave up this idea.

(End of chapter)