Chapter 200

Looking at the people who were walking towards him step by step, Ye Qing's face became more and more ugly, "You guys go quickly!" Ye Qingtie roared with a grimace, and immediately pounced directly on the man like a moth to a fire.

The faces of the Xuanfeng Sect disciples behind Ye Qing were all moved, and immediately someone shouted: "Go!" ”

"Escaped?" The young man who was at the forefront of the Flowing Netherworld Sect sneered, and then punched Ye Qing.

And the spear in Ye Qing's hand also stabbed out towards the other party, but his spear didn't stab the young man at all, but the young man's figure turned around and appeared on Ye Qing's side, and his clenched fist jumped on Ye Qing's body.

"Bang!"

The terrifying power was poured out of Ye Qing's body from the young man's body in an instant, and at that moment, Ye Qing only felt that the bones on his left arm had been shattered under that punch.

"Poof!"

Ye Qing was slammed into the foot of a mountain next to him, and at the same time, the young man didn't even look at Ye Qing, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and took one step at a time, and he caught up with the rest of the disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect in just five breaths. And the disciples of the Flowing Netherworld Sect behind the young man also followed, and immediately surrounded the disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect in the middle.

"Tut-tut......" The young man couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the Xuanfeng Sect disciple who thought he had become the meat of their sword, "I heard that in this battle of the Heavenly Canopy, the player ranked first joined your Xuanfeng Sect. How? Didn't he come? I guess I haven't broken through to the Martial King Realm yet, right? ”

"Hmph, if my boss were here, he would definitely smash your head with one punch!" However, a voice came from among the disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect, and everyone focused their eyes on Wang Fatzi.

"What? I'd like to see how he punched my head. Before again, though. Let me smash this fat head first! As he spoke, the young man's face became gloomy, and his figure rushed out and went straight to the fat man, his fist against the fat man's head.

"I call you uncle!" Wang Fatzi shouted angrily, he was only the peak of a first-class martial king. And the other party is the Eight Rank Martial King. At this moment, the fat man could only mobilize the spiritual power of his whole body and integrate it into his palms, and the palms overlapped together to resist the punch thrown by the other party.

"Bang!"

The fist landed furiously on the palm of the fat man, and his palm slammed directly into his face. Wang Fatzi's super tonnage was also thrown out.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the fat man's mouth. It also crashed into the hill next to it.

"Who else?!" The young man said coldly.

"I ...... Day...... You...... Uncle! However, the fat man who was pressed out over there was still able to speak, and everyone looked at him, only to see that the fat man was trembling and crawling up. It's just that his movements are very slow, and his fat body is trembling.

The young man frowned when he saw this, obviously he didn't expect that this fat man would not die under his own punch. This is his shame, how can he say that the other party is just a first-class martial king, but he can't die under his full punch! This is equivalent to slapping him in the face in disguise.

"Aren't you dead yet? Then I'll let you die completely! As the young man spoke, he had already jumped up, and with another punch, he bombarded the fat man who had just stood up. Although the fat man Wang had stood up. However, the fat all over his body was shaking and shaking.

The young man's fist whistled as if it were about to shatter everything that stood in his way.

Now. All the disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect had their faces as death, they knew that under this punch, Wang Fatzi would never have any reason to live again! Who can resist the full force of the eighth-grade Martial King with the realm of the first-rank Martial King? Of course, they also knew that all their disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect would not be spared death today, and Wang Fatzi was at most just ahead of them.

Look at the fist wind that is about to fall in front of you. Wang Ji's fat man felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he didn't even have the strength to resist. Are you going to die here? Wang Ji was a little unwilling in his heart, although he was born in a second-rate family, he was not so good since he was a child. In order to pursue power, he has embarked on the road of the Battle of the Heavenly Canopy, and has come to this point, and now, the Xuanfeng Sect has given him new hope, to be precise, it is the Xuanfeng Blood Pool that has given him new hope, so that his cultivation can be improved rapidly. However, just as he saw a new hope, was he about to come to the end of his life because of the Xuanfeng Sect? He was unwilling, really unwilling. Could fate really play such a trick on him?

"Boom!"

The next moment, a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth was heard, and an endless mountain echoed with that sound, and many people who were looking for an inheritance raised their heads in shock at that moment and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Wang Fatzi had already closed his eyes, and he also heard the roar, but he didn't feel the pain, he knew that the punch was definitely going to hit him, and he was spared.

Could it be that I was killed in seconds? So you won't feel any pain? Wang Fatzi was a little puzzled. But immediately, he heard an uproar, as if it was from the disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect, as if he was quite excited and happy.

"Cao! Are you all so happy and excited when Lao Tzu is dead? Wang Fatzi scolded angrily at the same time he opened his eyes, wanting to see who was so excited, and his ghost cursed him again!

"Gah!" However, when Wang Fatzi opened his eyes, he saw a familiar back, and he placed it in front of him.

"Boom,......," the chain on the man's left hand made a crisp sound. However, a few zhang in front of that person, it was the strongest young man of the Flowing Netherworld Sect who was about to kill Wang Fatzi just now, and he had a calm face.

"Boss!" Wang Fatzi screamed in a daze, his mood was also quite excited at the moment, if he was a woman, he would definitely promise the young man standing in front of him in front of him!

It is true that if Qin Mo knew that Wang Fatzi had the intention of promising him personally, he would definitely turn around, slap him twice, and then pull away.

"Who are you?" The strongest young man of the Flowing Netherworld Sect looked at Qin Mo, his face was gloomy, and asked.

"Hmph, he is my boss Qin Mo, believe it or not, he punched you to death?" Before Qin Mo could speak, the fat man behind him jumped up and shouted excitedly, even forgetting that he was seriously injured.

The young man frowned, he thought that Qin Mo didn't even have the qualifications to enter here, and Wang Fatzi said, "If your boss is here", this meaning can be understood that Qin Mo is not qualified to enter the secret realm, so he is not here. But Wang Fatzi actually has another meaning. (To be continued.) )