There was almost no surprise, the next three challengers were all easily solved by the crazy gun boy, and it was the kind that was quick to solve, vigorous and resolute, sometimes between lightning and fire, the battle was over, and the combat power was terrifying.

Coupled with the defeat of Jin Lingzi, the crazy gun boy completed four consecutive victories in an instant!

The amazing record of the crazy gun soon swept the entire Pantheon, and after four consecutive victories, it became even more famous, and many people in the stands heard the news of the crazy gun from all around, and after learning that he was a master on the list of talent and combat power two hundred years ago, they were all amazed and admired.

There are even people who want to dig up information about where the crazy gun has been cultivating in recent years.

On the other side, Luo Jun and the concubine looked at Zhu Mingtong worriedly.

"Leader, the next one is you, this guy's strength is not inferior to Li Xiaobai, and his strength is in the realm of immortals...... Otherwise, I think it's better to forget it, just abstain, I may not be able to beat this guy. Luo Jun looked at the crazy gun who easily completed four consecutive victories, and was even more worried about Zhu Mingtong's situation.

Before, they were still palpitating Huashan Jin Lingzi, but so soon, they needed to worry about another person who was stronger than Jin Lingzi.

The unexpected appearance of the mad gun seemed to have re-entered the reshuffle stage of the previous ranking of the masters in the hearts of all the scattered cultivators.

Will there be other masters who can put an end to the mad gun?

"Brother Zhu, if I were you, I wouldn't go up." Lin Wanshan patted Zhu Mingtong's shoulder and said.

"Why?" Zhu Mingtong said lightly.

"First of all, you are an immortal of the Heavenly Court, and if you enter the gathering place of scattered cultivation, you will be rejected by many people. If you go up and win the battle with the crazy gun, it's okay to say, if you lose, these scattered cultivators will look down on you even more, and even more down on the immortals of the heavenly court, I'm afraid that you Zhu Mingtong will become the laughing stock of the entire cultivation world in the future. Lin Wanshan said with some concern, in fact, he also looked down on the immortals of Heaven in his heart, but he would not discriminate so seriously.

"You're overthinking, winning or losing doesn't matter, besides, I don't think I'm going to lose to him." Zhu Mingtong tidied up the clothes on his body, stood up and prepared to walk off the stage.

"So you're a contestant too?" Lan Long looked at Zhu Mingtong, who got up and was about to walk off the stage, in surprise, and seemed to understand something at once.

Before, Zhu Mingtong asked her to identify various magic weapons in the Pantheon Palace one by one, which turned out to be to prepare for the Doubao Conference.

Zhu Mingtong smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

"Please, the next challenger!" The voice of the mysterious man in the air came again, deafening, overshadowing the voices of everyone on the field.

"Look, there's another one who doesn't know whether to live or die, and there's no difference between challenging the crazy gun and looking for death."

"Maybe he's a master, but he wasn't inconspicuous before the crazy gun was on it."

", do you really think that this kind of master is all over the floor, and anyone who walks out can defeat a master of this level?"

Before he stepped out of the stands, Zhu Mingtong heard the voices of many spectators talking in his ears.

Zhu Mingtong could feel the people around him laughing, and he didn't know if he was laughing at him or laughing at himself.

Elder Changming, who was always half-squinting next to the martial arts stage, suddenly widened a little when Zhu Mingtong walked on the martial arts stage, and the light of his eyes seemed to be able to see through Zhu Mingtong's identity.

"The immortals of Heavenly Court have actually participated in the Doubao Conference." A smile appeared on the corner of Elder Changming's mouth: "This year's Doubao Conference is really getting more and more interesting. ”

A handsome young man walked up to the stage, and the mad gun stared closely at the approaching youth.

He stared at Zhu Mingtong expressionlessly and said, "You have some very special aura on your body, unlike these scattered cultivators, although your strength has reached the realm of heavenly immortals, you are not my opponent. If I were only in the Immortal Realm, there would be no chance of winning you, but in the Celestial Immortal Realm, no one could defeat me. ”

"I know someone who's as crazy as you are!" Zhu Mingtong smiled and conjured a mandarin duck stick out of thin air, and the mandarin duck stick was suspended in the air like an extremely ordinary firecracker.

As soon as the mandarin duck stick came out, the audience laughed and laughed.

"What kind of magic weapon is this, the shape is very chic."

"I'm afraid this is the lowest magic weapon I've ever seen in this Doubao Conference."

"If I didn't see the flowers, it would be a firecracker."

"Hahaha, don't say it, the building is exactly the same, some people want to imitate the golden hoop rod but make something nondescript......"

The loose cultivators in the stands laughed out loud after the mandarin duck stick came out, and even the crazy gun with a serious face at the beginning almost couldn't help laughing after seeing the mandarin duck stick.

"You want to beat me with this...... Oh oh!! ”

Crazy Gun originally wanted to persuade Zhu Mingtong to abstain from power directly, which was too ugly to save death. And Zhu Mingtong was extremely impatient, and launched an attack without waiting for him to finish speaking.

The mandarin duck stick suddenly became ten zhang long and three zhang wide, like an optimus giant pillar smashed towards the head of the crazy gun.

Although the crazy gun despised Zhu Mingtong's behavior of hitting him in front of him, his body was agile and fast, and he had disappeared in place the moment the huge mandarin duck stick smashed down.

In the next second, he appeared behind Zhu Mingtong as if he was teleporting.

"Sneak attack me, despicable, eat me a shot!" Madman Gun was not angry, but excited.

The spear is like a dragon, and the cold light is coming!

Zhu Mingtong only saw an afterimage flash in front of him, and then the cold light had already reached the door in front of him.

"Qiang Qiang !!!!"

Just when everyone thought that Zhu Mingtong was going to die, the crazy spear that was as fast as the wind seemed to have encountered some obstacles, and his spear hovered over Zhu Mingtong's front door, as if he was hindered by something, and he couldn't get an inch.

"Broken!"

Zhu Mingtong's eyes froze, the corners of his mouth sneered, his right hand flipped out of thin air, and the spear pointing at Zhu Mingtong actually cracked into several pieces in the air, and the incision fell to the ground smoothly.

Crazy Spear looked at his precious weapon in disbelief, and vaguely he saw that the spear was actually wrapped around a circle of silver wires, these silver wires were implicated in Zhu Mingtong's fingers, Zhu Mingtong just moved his fingers, and pressed the invisible silver wire to cut off his weapon in an instant like cutting tofu.

The crazy gun's face turned black on the spot, and he gave up his scrapped magic weapon like lightning, and kicked Zhu Mingtong fiercely with his legs in the air, however, his face panicked again, and in the afterglow of the sunset, he saw that Zhu Mingtong's front was covered with dense silver threads like spider webs, and the silver filaments looming under the afterglow were arranged like a net in front of and behind Zhu Mingtong.

The crazy gun was frightened, and hurriedly retracted his legs, if he insisted on attacking Zhu Mingtong, his body would be cut into pieces like that spear.