The word "roll" came out, and immediately made everyone around gasp, among them, many of the outer disciples of the old Ninth Cultivation City, as well as the miscellaneous servants, all had shocked looks on their faces, and they retreated one after another, so that only a group of white-headed men and others were left around Wang Xiaomo and the others. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The white-headed man didn't expect that Wang Xiaomo was so violent, his face couldn't help but be stunned, but then he was furious, two years ago he was promoted from a miscellaneous servant to an outer disciple through the sect Xiaobi, although he was not an elite disciple, but Xiaobizhong's methods were very spicy, and three or four people lost their lives under his hands, plus his family background was noble, and his cultivation had reached the fifth level of condensation, and he had already become famous among the ordinary outer disciples of the Ninth Cultivation City, and very few people were willing to provoke him.

And the reason why he spoke insults today was actually to take advantage of the opportunity when all the new and old outer disciples of the Ninth Cultivation City were gathering here, to give these new outer disciples and miscellaneous servants a dismount, so that he could extort more cultivation resources from these new disciples in the future, although the door rules stipulate that new disciples have a one-year exemption period, but this does not include him, the outer disciple who was just promoted two years ago.

In fact, although he gives people the feeling that he is ruthless and has a noble family background, but his mind is even more extraordinary, Wang Xiaomo's arrival, he has been secretly observing in the crowd for a long time, and seeing that his cultivation is only the appearance of the three-layer consummation of condensation, he has the idea of killing chickens and making an example of monkeys, as long as Wang Xiaomo, the leader of the sect, is destroyed in front of so many people, then he will have a greater reputation among these outer disciples in the Ninth Cultivation City in the future, and he also inquired from the side that Wang Xiaomo is just a mortal cultivator, and he has no family background at all. How could he let go of such a good opportunity.

"Little bastard, I think you've lived enough."

Wang Xiaomo's rolling words were really beyond his expectations, he wanted to use words to make Wang Xiaomo lose face in front of so many people, and then wait for the end of the meeting, and then knock Wang Xiaomo down on the spot in front of everyone, which allowed him to achieve the most ideal result in his heart, because he believed that a guy with a three-layer condensation cultivation would not dare to have the slightest resistance to a person who had a five-layer condensation consummation, after all, there was too much difference in cultivation.

However, looking at Wang Xiaomo's disdain at the moment, under the gaze of so many people in the Ninth Cultivation City, he directly left his anger, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he couldn't care about those inner disciples and the three elders on the high platform, his hands pinched suddenly, and immediately a fireball the size of a baby's head appeared in front of him, and he spat lightly:

"Go."

A red light with a suffocating scorching heat rushed directly towards Wang Xiaomo.

Immediately, there was chaos in the square, and all the people around Wang Xiaomo retreated sharply, only Zhang Hanya and Zhao Hu flashed a trace of struggle in their eyes, but their bodies did not move.

On the high platform, a black-faced man among the three elders frowned, and was about to stop him, but the yellow-faced old man with a sneer on his face next to him stopped him with one hand:

"The sect is the first to be the best, if he can't even catch this one, then he will die."

The black-faced man's face froze, and then the corners of his mouth showed a sneering look and said:

"Elder Yu, the disciple in the audience seems to be a junior of your family, right?"

"It's just that the children are fighting, and now that the people are not complete, it doesn't hurt to see."

The yellow-faced old man was not angry, and smiled slightly.

The old woman beside the two of them shook her head helplessly, and her eyes stared at the middle of the field with great interest.

The conversation between the three of them was heard clearly by more than a dozen inner disciples around, and they wanted to step forward to stop them, but they could only stop and watch at this moment.

Wang Xiaomo felt aggrieved in his heart, he really couldn't understand, this was the first time he came to the Ninth Cultivation City, and he didn't know the guy on the other side at all, could it be because he won the first place? Is it because he is a mortal cultivator? Do you just let the other person insult yourself?

The sound of "Get out!" It is already Wang Xiaomo's most polite expression at the moment, the other party's little mongrel, if he had said that child in the mouth of other children in Wangjia Village in the past, he would definitely be beaten to death on the spot.

The white-headed man thought that he could use the gap in cultivation to make Wang Xiaomo soften on the spot, but he also miscalculated, because Wang Xiaomo didn't understand what the so-called gap between the third layer of condensation and the fifth layer of condensation was at all, and Wang Xiaomo didn't feel any pressure on the white-headed young man from beginning to end.

When he saw that the white-headed man was so angry that he started to act on the spot, Wang Xiaomo's anger that he had suppressed was a little unbearable, although the fireball condensed in the white-headed man's hand at the moment seemed to be very powerful, although the people around him seemed to be very scared and retreated, there was no sense of crisis here in Wang Xiaomo.

However, he felt that Zhang Hanya's six people and Zhao Hu did not retreat with the others, but stood behind him, which made Wang Xiaomo's heart warm.

When everyone thought that Wang Xiaomo was about to be injured by the white-headed man on the spot, Wang Xiaomo moved!

Facing the oncoming fireball, Wang Xiaomo ran all the spiritual power around his body crazily, he had never fought with anyone, let alone how to use spiritual power to hurt the enemy, and beat Qin Hao on the Tongxian Bridge because he didn't know what the power was.

There are many times when he fights with the children in the village, and the other party will often throw stones at him from a distance, and in this case, he will not pay attention to the oncoming stones, whether the stone will smash him on the head or not, he will rush to the other party as fast as possible, as long as he catches it, it will not die.

At this moment, everyone in the square saw this scene, Wang Xiaomo faced the fireball the size of a baby's head, but he didn't know how to dodge, and the aura around him exploded and pounced directly on the white-headed man.

"Master beat you to death!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and anyone who knew a little bit of cultivation knowledge could see that Wang Xiaomo's move was simply a moth breaking the fire, and the fireball technique of condensing the five-layer Great Perfection Condensation, if it was hit solidly, it would be seriously injured if it didn't die.

The three elders in the stands were also stunned by the scene in front of them.

"This kid can't go crazy!"

The old woman said with a frown.

"Doesn't seem crazy!"

"This kid hasn't learned any magic at all, isn't this nonsense?"

The black-faced man was a little anxious on his face, although he could see that although Wang Xiaomo only had three layers of condensation qi on his cultivation, his body was very strong, but this kind of non-dodging and non-dodging style of play could only show that Wang Xiaomo didn't know how to fight at all, and he would definitely suffer a big loss, he himself was also from Fan Xiu, of course, he didn't want Wang Xiaomo, who was also born from Fan Xiu, to suffer in the hands of the white-headed man, a child of the family, and he was anxious to take action immediately.

"Elder Jin, if you make a move at this time, you will look down on me a little!"

A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the yellow-faced old man beside him, and a coercion immediately enveloped the black-faced man on the spot.

"Old Yu, if you want to be shameless, I'm really afraid that you won't succeed!"

The black-faced man was immediately furious, he could see that Elder Yu just wanted Wang Xiaomo to be seriously injured on the spot, and the contradiction between the forces of the Qianyang Sect and the forces of Fan Xiu had intensified at this moment and spread to the ordinary outer disciples, which was not a bit excessive, and immediately turned the coercion of the yellow-faced old man into invisibility, but it was too late to stop the fireball on the field.

Although almost everyone present thought that Wang Xiaomo would definitely be injured in this fireball technique, there were more than a dozen children of the clan in the crowd who were dressed in the clothes of outer disciples, looking at the white-headed man with sympathy in their eyes.

These dozen or so people are the more than ten children of the clan who saw Wang Xiaomo beat Qin Hao violently, and in their eyes, Wang Xiaomo has become a shadow that will never go away in their hearts.

Bang! There was a muffled sound, and the fireball hit Wang Xiaomo's body firmly, Wang Xiaomo only felt that his body was immediately surrounded by a scorching heat, and he was instantly engulfed in it, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream in the fire:

"Ahh Grilled! ”

The white-headed man's mouth turned into a cruel smile.

"Little bastard, this is your own death!"

These words had just been squeezed out of his mouth, and the next moment his eyes were already terrifying!

Everyone present was stunned at the moment!

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