The three men appeared so suddenly, as if the water had receded, revealing the three highest reefs.

It is not conspicuous in the crowd, but when it is exposed to people, it looks extraordinary.

Yun Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the three of them, his breath was far away, thick and profound, he was not an ordinary cultivator, especially the person standing in the middle, at least it was also the realm of the middle stage of the Spirit Master Realm, he was secretly surprised in his heart, such a person could not enter the top 100?

"Mao Buluo, aren't you going to make a move?!" the man stared at the person in the middle, "Are you willing to return empty-handed?

"Wang Zhen, Zhao Rui, you two think the same way?!" he continued to shout, "When did our people from the Tianyang Sect become so cowardly?!"

Wang Zhen and Zhao Rui should be the two standing on the left and right of Mao Buluo, but they didn't speak, but looked at Mao Buluo in the middle.

"Hong Changhui, this is our own business, we don't need you to take care of it. After being silent for a long time, the person who was called Mao Buluo slowly said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, to put it bluntly, don't you dare?!" Hong Changhui sneered, "Three cowards, just like your master, are all... ”

"Smack!" Before the words were finished, Mao Buluo's eyebrows suddenly stood up, a glint flashed in his eyes, and the figure flickered, and the figure immediately disappeared in place, and a slap was quickly and fiercely slapped on Hong Changhui's unswollen other cheek.

Hong Changhui, who was deposed at this time, could even kick a three-year-old child, let alone Mao Buluo, who had cultivated well?

"Poof!" A slap went down, although it was not as ruthless as Yun Fan's shot, but it was also pumped, Hong Changhui's other cheek swelled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You... You dare to hit me?!" Hong Changhui didn't react for a while, and it wasn't until he felt the intense pain on his face that he turned his head and looked at the figure standing in front of him in disbelief.

Mao Buluo is a bald man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with knotted muscles, standing in front of the thin Hong Changhui like a small mountain, the two form a stark contrast.

"If you dare to say half a bad word about my master in front of me, it won't be as simple as slapping you. Mao Buluo looked at him condescendingly, his eyes indifferent.

"What kind of thing are you?!What qualifications do you have to beat me?!" Hong Changhui glared at him angrily, "After returning to the sect, I have to let the master kill you!"

"What qualifications do you have?" Mao Buluo lowered his head and looked at him indifferently, "Is this reason enough?"

"My master is your uncle, if you speak disrespectfully, according to the rules of the door, any disciple can be punished. Mao Buluo looked at Hong Changhui as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Besides, you said that you want the sect master to kill me? Joke, now that you are a wasted person, do you think you can still do the same nonsense as before?" Mao Buluo looked at him with some pity, "Don't say whether the sect master will help you or not, even whether you can return to the Tianyang Sect alive is a question." ”

Mao Buluo's last sentence already carried a slight chill.

Hong Changhui couldn't help but shudder, he suddenly came to his senses, now he was a wasted person, and if he wanted to return to Tianyang Sect, he had to rely on Mao Buluo and others.

He couldn't help but regret that when he was in the Tianyang Sect, he was arrogant and arrogant because he was a distant relative of the sect master, and those senior brothers were almost offended, so even if there were still people from the Tianyang Sect on the field, none of them stood up to help him.

On the battle platform, Hong Changhui, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, sat on the ground like that, looking at a certain place with his eyes blankly, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant.

"Why don't you carry your senior brother down?" Mao Buluo suddenly said.

As the words fell, among the fifty or sixty people, a few people quickly walked out and respectfully saluted Mao Buluo, "Senior brother." ”

After he nodded, they carried Hong Changhui down.

After Hong Changhui left, Mao Buluo slowly turned around and raised his head to look at Yun Fan, who was standing not far away.

Yun Fan didn't avoid his eyes, just looked at him quietly.

"You're strong. After being silent for a long time, Mao Buluo said three words.

"You're not weak either. Yun Fan smiled, he could see that Mao Buluo's strength should be around the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Master Realm.

"Your realm shouldn't be at the beginning of the Spirit Master Realm. Mao Buluo looked at him seriously and said seriously.

Although there are also people who focus on physical cultivation, the power of physical cultivation in the early stage of a spirit master realm can indeed fan people from the same realm out, but Mao Buluo always feels that Yun Fan is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he can smell a sense of danger from the latter's body, which is also the reason why he has not made a move for a long time.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

Yun Fan smiled, noncommittal, "Is it important?"

Mao Buluo was silent, yes, it doesn't matter, you will know if you have beaten it.

"Actually, I think you're weirder than me. Yun Fan glanced at the two figures behind him, "Or rather, you and your two junior disciples are very strange." ”

Mao Buluo was stunned when he heard this, and looked at him with some puzzlement, "What's strange?"

"You should be at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Master Realm, and your two junior disciples are both at the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Master Realm, right?" Yun Fan asked out loud.

"Is there anything strange about this?" Mao Buluo nodded, he was still puzzled.

"Isn't that strange?" Yun Fan looked at him speechlessly, "Look at the thirteen people on our side, there are several of them in the early stage of the Spirit Master Realm, not to mention the remaining eighty-nine people. He pouted in that direction.

"According to your strength, you shouldn't be in the top 100. Yun Fan was a little puzzled.

Mao Buluo was stunned, he didn't expect Yun Fan to say this.

"We had bad luck. Mao Buluo thought for a while before he spoke.

Luck?Yun Fan frowned.

"My two junior disciples, one met a master in the late stage of the Spirit Master Realm, and the other met Yun Xiang'er of the Yun family. Mao Buluo scratched his head, "I'm even more miserable, and I directly confronted the emperor's writing." ”

It is really the one who hears the tears and the listener who is sad.

Yun Fan was even more dumbfounded when he heard it, there was still such luck against the sky?

Among five hundred people, it takes a lot to be able to draw the leaders of two families. Bad luck!

This probability is like walking on the street, you can be hit by a meteor shower, this is not only bad luck, this is simply poured eight lifetimes of blood mold.

Yun Fan looked at the three people with the word "decay" written on their faces with some sympathy, and he didn't know what he had done to be hated by God to this point.

However, Yun Fan also thought of one thing, he looked up at Mo Wuxian's direction, maybe even he felt a little pity, so he specially made a link similar to the repechage match.

Luck is a very illusory thing, but it is also very important, but in the eyes of some people, strength and character are more important.