Biyue Hall is only an adjunct of the Heaven Interception Sect, and although it has the support of big people behind it, it does not have a strong elder in the field.

Song Qingyu, who was already the person with the most potential among them, was killed by Mo Jun.

For the rest, counting the Dark Moon, a total of three people have reached the Great Perfection of the Cave Heaven Realm.

Therefore, Mo Jun alone can destroy all Biyue Hall, not just talking.

"Biyuetang, you are so bold. ”

Mo Jun carried the cold sword and greeted nearly a hundred disciples of Biyue Hall alone.

"Mojun, this fashion is strange, don't be reckless!"

The referee elder standing in the center of the arena frowned and stepped forward to stop Mo Jun.

He believed that even if he was so cold to Mo Jun just now, but with his identity as an elder here, Mo Jun would not dare to be presumptuous.

"Old dog, if the dog barks again, I will slaughter you!"

Mo Jun's words were like a loud slap, and the referee's face turned the color of pig liver, and the flatness in his eyes gradually turned into monstrous anger.

"Bastard, you dare to scold me?!"

"Smack!"

It was like a slap in the face just now, but now it was really a direct slap in the face, and Mo Jun's slap seemed to be able to penetrate the mountains and gravel, directly causing a referee elder of the Cave Heaven Realm to fly out.

"Ahh

Half of the referee elder's face was already blurred with blood, his long snow-white hair was dyed bloody, and at this moment, he spat blood, looking at Mo Jun, hating it to the bone.

"Go!"

He took out a snow-white vajra with black lines flashing on it, and loaded it towards Mo Jun's head.

The legend of King Kong Zhuo contains the truth of heaven and earth, although this is an imitation, but the black and white are entangled, and a Taiji yin and yang diagram is formed, which brings up two black and white qi and smashes on Mo Jun's body.

One is as heavy as a mountain, two gases, and two small hills, one black and one white, smashed down on Mojun.

"Where did he get this treasure?!"

Not only the disciples around the audience were hot-eyed, but even the referee elders in the other arenas had forgotten their duties and were eager to immediately take King Kong for themselves.

"This old guy, as soon as he came up, made a killing move, it seems that he is really angry. ”

In addition, the three people in the stands were leisurely, watching the referee elder's killing of Mojun, and constantly commented.

"Sect Master, how do I look a bit like the lost treasure of our sect!"

Li Yanfeng looked respectful and whispered to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"It's not just an image, it originally belonged to the sect!"

Ye Xiu on the side showed greed in his eyes, seeing that treasures like Vajra Zhuo actually fell into the hands of an elder with low cultivation, he naturally wanted to take it for himself.

"This is still when I was young, Li Hong followed me, and I personally took the opportunity from him,"

The middle-aged man standing between Ye Xiu and Li Yanfeng had a leisurely gaze, as if he was thinking about something,

"At that time, he promised me that if this treasure was given to him, he would escort me to the position of suzerain. ”

"It's been so long, my cultivation has improved so fast, but he has stopped. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Li Hong's fierce urging magic weapon, pressing Mo Jun underneath, and his voice was as light as water: "When he kills Mo Jun, King Kong Zhuo will change hands silently." ”

Li Yanfeng and Ye Xiu's bodies trembled, silently, the amount of information contained in this word is too great, Li Hong has still followed the sect master until now, but he will also be robbed of the treasure, or even killed!

Sect Master Chu Qingyun is really too ruthless!

"Mojun, you dare to provoke me, today I will let you die without a place to be buried!"

Mo Jun was pressed down by two small hills in black and white, supported by his hands, which is equivalent to a person holding up nearly 200,000 catties of strength!

People were surprised by Li Hong's King Kong Zhuo, but they were even more surprised by the strength of Mo Jun's physical body!

"Up!"

Mo Jun exerted his arms, the qi and blood on his body surged, and with one blow, he threw out the two hillocks that King Kong had transformed, directly crushing a large number of gloating Biyue Hall disciples to death!

"Run!"

The hill was huge, like a flight, directly covering a large area of people from the Biyue Hall below.

"Poof!"

The black and white hillocks weighed nearly 200,000 catties, directly crushed a large number of people to death, smashed into meat sauce, blood flowed, limbs flew sideways, and in an instant, this place became Shura hell!

"Senior Brother Mo is mighty!"

Jiang Rao was still worried, but now she jumped up happily.

With admiration in his eyes, Lin Feng waved his fists, eager to join the battle instead of Mo Jun!

"You are Senior Sister Du Shaoqing?"

Chen Qiuluo stepped forward, Du Shaoqing was very tall, combed a long ponytail, and gently swayed his hair, which had a unique charm.

"Are you?!"

"Senior Sister Du, down there is Mo Jun's good friend Chen Qiuluo. ”

I don't know if Chen Qiuluo did it on purpose, when he said the word "good friend", he deliberately accentuated his tone, and with his blushing face, a fool could see what was going on.

"It turned out to be Senior Sister Qiu Luo. ”

Du Shaoqing's silver teeth were bitten, looking at her somewhat shy expression, a nameless fire burned.

"Sting!"

On the field, Mo Jun directly lifted Li Hong up, and with a roar, he was immediately split!

Blood splattered, staining Mojun's clothes red.

"Poof!"

Mo Jun touched Li Hong's body aside, directly picked up the King Kong Zhuo who had turned into a hill, and smashed it again into the disciples of Biyue Hall who had escaped.

"This guy is a beast!"

"The blood is monstrous, this is a killing god!"

"Demon Lord!"

"Run!"

The disciples of Biyue Hall have already been frightened, how can they fight this, it is not a level at all!

Not to mention them, even Chu Qingyun standing on the mountain peak felt their hearts tremble.

Because, can you imagine a young man who looks seventeen or eighteen years old, holding two hills, and smashing to death one disciple after another?!

"Mojun, you bastard, I'm Lan Hao, a disciple of the Torture Hall, not a disciple of the Biyue Hall!"

Lan Hao was in a hurry, Mo Jun threw out the hill four times in total, I don't know if Mo Jun was intentional or for other reasons, he actually threw it at him!

He can't be like Mo Jun who can lift 200,000 catties of brute beasts with his hands, and on two occasions he barely broke free with the magic weapon, but the magic weapon was also torn apart.

Before he could take care of the magic weapon that felt sorry for him, Lan Hao saw Mo Jun holding the mountain and throwing it at him again, scared his soul and begging for mercy loudly.

"Bang!"

A figure like a great peng, dragging the mountain peak in his hand, the blue flame on his body flashed, and the body of King Kong Zhuo gradually appeared.

"Stop!"

"Sect Master!"

Lan Hao and the rest of the disciples were about to cry, only the sect master could suppress this mad demon!

Mo Jun's voice was faint, and he shouted loudly in a certain direction behind him: "Master, attack his heart!"

Chu Qingyun, who was originally dragging King Kong Zhuo, threw the two hills out at once, and Mo Jun's body rose violently, like a golden peng with extreme speed, cutting off the Biyue Hall disciple halfway, and took King Kong Zhuo in his hand, refining and putting it away.

"Even I dare to deceive!"

Chu Qingyun's eyes showed anger, the treasure in his hand was actually taken away by Mo Jun, this is simply a great shame!