Mo Chen seemed to turn into a wisp of smoke and sand, fluttering with the wind, and there were faint shadows everywhere he went.

Before the Shadow Step was completed, there was an interval after every flicker into the Shadow, and all the people present were the leaders of the Outer Sect who had experienced a hundred battles, and they quickly discovered the weakness of Mo Chen's body method.

"The extremely charming body also has flaws."

"I don't know where he learned it, but he must have a secret hidden secret."

The muttering was incessant, and many people showed greed.

A long scimitar was like a flasher under the moon, and the fierce man took out the weapon behind him, which attracted the attention of many people.

"I heard that you abolished Guo Tai's leg, I don't want to be in the same league with him, but I can be regarded as having the same feelings."

The scar on the man's face was shocking, and Mo Chen also escaped from the shadows, and his shadows were at their limit.

Between the swords and swords, many people drew out their weapons, and this eighteenth earthen platform was like a Shura field.

"Senior Brother Meng, the time is almost up, and there are already many "hundreds" on the clay platform. ”

"Don't worry, the innate four layers, one knife will kill!" Meng Ran held the knife in both hands, his left eye could not be opened because of the knife wound, and his right eye was as cold as an eagle staring at his prey.

Mo Chen snorted coldly, this person's cultivation can be regarded as the capping person of this earth platform, the eighth layer of innateness, the same as himself, and the battle of life and death has gone through countless battles, which can be seen from his face.

This kind of person is often several times stronger than a martial artist of the same realm who has no combat experience.

And the most ridiculous thing is that he actually used the banner of Guo Tai, as if he was righteous.

"Meniscus - open!" Meng Ran burst into a shout, and his internal breath and hands shot out like a winding bow and arrow, and the open style was a knife with no dead ends, no matter what tricks Mo Chen played now, it would be useless.

The slash from the bottom to the top can also lazily cut Mo Chen in half.

"Come on, just try the cultivation of the demon body." Mo Chen clenched his hands into fists and made a hard gesture.

Meng Ran sneered, the frog at the bottom of the well, the person who can hard-connect the meniscus knife in this outer door can count it on one hand.

The people in the crowd were all bright-faced, and they had it! Although he didn't have the first skill to kill Mo Chen, he could also get a piece of the pie.

"Die!"

At the moment when Mo Chen was close at hand, everyone felt that he was going to die.

"I said, I'm here, don't you want to touch Senior Brother Mo!"

Shi Zheng usually looks like a swarthy silly boy, but at this moment his eyes are burning with rage, like an unstoppable beast.

No one had ever seen him like this.

"There's more than that...... One palm is out, and there is more to do your best! Shi Zheng palmed his hands together, and the palm wind suddenly roared in this small piece of world, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, and his right palm drew a circle, and with a snort, he pushed outward.

This seemingly slow and clumsy movement made Meng Ran stop all the movements and moves in his hand and look at Shi Zheng in horror!

"The left palm is round, and the right palm is straight!"

"Big clumsy hand!" Everyone present exclaimed.

Shi Zheng also shouted, and the meniscus knife seemed to be frozen an inch in front of Shi Zheng's body, unable to move an inch under the vertical and horizontal pressure of the palm wind.

The devastating attack was extremely powerful, converging into a huge palm of incomparable energy.

Meng Ran wanted to throw off the meniscus knife in his hand, but it was too late, the palm force seemed to swallow him, and it slammed heavily on his chest, unstoppable.

A mouthful of blood spit out, and Meng Ran's figure flew out upside down, barely stopping at the edge of the Tutai circle.

He stuck the meniscus knife into the ground, his face horrified.

"Fuck, is there a mistake?"

"The Innate Realm used a big clumsy hand?" Someone swallowed violently.

"If I'm not mistaken, a few days ago, the stone was tested a few days ago, and the stone was the innate seventh-layer ......"

"The innate seventh layer, one palm overstepped the level and repelled the innate eighth layer?"

"Genius!" Several elders on the rostrum sighed, and looked at the master of the three brothers after Shi with some envy, this person is a famous great elder in the inner gate, and he looks at people with such an accurate eye.

Mo Chen was a little surprised, he remembered that the last time he saw this martial art, it was Wang Yu who had condensed half of his inner breath, and then was interrupted by Su Yan.

[Big Clumsy Hand: Yellow Rank Top-grade Martial Arts, Strength +10%. Dacheng can emit a power comparable to that of the Xuan level, and the third destruction technique of Lingwu Mountain. 】

Legend has it that the martial arts of this continent are divided into four qualities: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, and the exercises of the lower grades of the Xuan level are already the treasures of some small sects.

Generally speaking, the innate realm has the most cultivation of the lower grade of the Yellow Rank, such as the "Tiger Shape Fist", which is known as the ancestor of the hundred fists in the destruction exercises. Only a few geniuses can learn the Yellow Rank Zhongpin Technique, such as the "Meniscus Knife Method", and Meng Ran is already famous.

He is a chess piece that Zhang Junze has painstakingly cultivated for many years.

But today he was defeated.

actually lost to Shi Zheng, who was in the first level of his realm.

"This son will enter the inner door one day, and even ......" Lu Ming swallowed back halfway through his words.

Zhang Junze's face was not unsightly, but with a faint smile.

"It's okay, in the first round, I thought I would miss."

He seems to be confident and confident, Mo Chen will never be able to get out of Dabi alive today. Compared with Shi Zheng's innate realm of using a big clumsy hand, Zhang Junze is even more afraid of the "Shadow Step".

As a martial spirit realm, he has been able to communicate with the general trend of heaven and earth, and he knows very well what such a body method means.

"If he weren't a congenital fourth-layer waste, I'm afraid he would have to become the second Junheng Senior Brother......"

A person's talent is not only reflected in cultivation, if Mo Chen has a transcendent understanding and roots, he will also become an extremely tricky existence.

Thinking that Zhang Junheng was the leading alchemist in the entire Great Song Dynasty back then, killing people invisibly, countless behemoth-like sects extended olive branches to him.

"But now, you can only be an ordinary person for the rest of your life. The apprentice you pinned your hopes on will also fall with this today! Zhang Junze ended his thoughts and looked ruthless.

Look at the extinguished incense.

"I'll say it one last time, get out of here!" Shi Zheng's demeanor frightened many people, they never thought that honest people would be so terrifying.

Except for Meng Ran, who was born at the eighth layer, almost everyone who fought with Shi Zheng was seriously injured by him.

At this moment, he is like an unshakable black bronze statue, like a broken bamboo. A disciple who dealt with Mo Chen just now walked out of the circle with great interest, otherwise their fate would be very simple.

"In the first round, the '100 people slash' is over!"

The voice of the elder spread throughout the entire hall, and the earthen platforms were boiling over one by one. To be impartial, there are exactly 100 people on each earthen platform, because if there is an excess of people, then the entire earthen platform will be disqualified.

Therefore, the weak people in "Hundred People Beheading" will quit very interestingly, otherwise they will become the target of everyone's siege.