Fang Tianliang's evil smile looked quite weird, and his eyes swept over the cheeks of each young monk, making them all feel like a gust of wind was blowing, goosebumps rose all over their bodies, and the back of their necks was even more cloudy.

And his arrogant voice sounded like a gong in the hearts of every monk, and even the air seemed to be pressed out of a deep pit. It's depressing.

"Who else is not convinced?"

He put his hands behind his back, looking at the world.

"Let the uncle understand your methods!"

The words fell, and a bald head in his thirties jumped out of the ground. The momentum exuded from his whole body, and it was also the cultivation of the early stage of the Seventh Order Great Demon Venerable.

The man was short, only about 1.6 meters, with a huge bald head, eight-character eyebrows, triangular eyes, two mustaches, and a scar on the cheek, reaching the root of the ear, looking vicious, hideous, and ruthless.

"The one who comes is named, and Ben Shao's subordinates are immortal and nameless ghosts!"

The magic halberd in Fang Tianliang's hand pointed at the person.

"You stand firm, uncle will not change his name, he will not change his surname, uncle is Mobei mad demon Cheng Zhong is also!"

"Mobei Mad Demon Cheng Zhong, isn't that Mobei God Killer?"

"It seems to be him, I heard that he alone once slaughtered a big sect and killed 50,000 people!"

"In the early years, I heard that he killed the Eighth Order Great Demon Venerable, and he can leapfrog the existence of the challenge!"

Even Peng Kai frowned slightly when he heard Cheng Zhong's name.

The voices of the onlookers resounded one after another. At the same time, they also saw a glimmer of hope, if Cheng Zhong could defeat Fang Tianliang, wouldn't they be safe and sound.

A hint of frenzy flashed in Li Wei's eyes.

Duan Ping looked at Cheng Zhong's ugly bald head and was not so unpleasant, after all, daring to stand up at this time was the existence of a hero.

For heroes, what little girl still has immunity?

Mu Zifeng Gujing stood there without waves, and his spiritual power had already covered the battlefield.

"It's just a thing that relies on the soul body in his body, what's the big deal!" He keenly found that the bald Cheng Zhong had a soul body hidden in his body, just like he had Quan Lao hidden in his body back then, so he muttered unconsciously.

"Cut, you're amazing, why don't you go up and do it with Fang Tianliang!" Li Wei pursed his lips.

"Senior brother, Mu Daoyou is the one who saved our lives, how can you say that about him?" Duan Ping glanced at Li Wei.

"Senior sister, although he happened to save the two of us, even if he doesn't come, as long as we hold on for a while, Elder Feng and they will also rush to save us, that's all, but look at the way he says big things, how hateful he is!"

Li Wei leaned over to Duan Ping, stretched out his nose and sniffed the fragrance emanating from Duan Ping's hair.

"Besides, even if he saves us, I've already thanked him, so I can't cut a board to offer him up!"

"Senior brother, how can you say that?"

Duan Ping dodged to the side silently, dodging Li Wei's indigestion and stinky mouth.

"Senior sister, you are still young, you have been sold, and you still have to pay for the number of people? Some people are not good at cultivation, but their tone is not small, you always listen to him, I am afraid you will also be infected. ”

Mu Zifeng shrugged his shoulders, "Summer insects can't speak winter, this Li Wei is a frog at the bottom of a well, he knows how big the god is!"

Seeing that Mu Zifeng was silent, Li Wei became even more energetic, and he didn't finish talking, Duan Ping frowned, not listening, not listening, who made Li Wei a young sect master, and he was an ordinary disciple.

Elder Feng Da glanced at Mu Zifeng, the corners of his mouth turned outward, and he also looked disdainful, "You are not even a demon king, what qualifications do you have to comment on the affairs of the Demon Venerable?"

At this moment, Fang Tianliang and Cheng Zhong finally started fighting.

Everyone's eyes were immediately drawn to it.

I saw that Cheng Zhong didn't use any magic treasure, but just punched Fang Tianliang.

The fist was slow at first, only two feet in size, and there was no power to be seen.

But as the fist advanced, the fist shadow grew bigger and bigger, and finally rose to the size of nearly four hundred zhang, encircling Fang Tianliang entirely.

"Back to basics?!"

"His fist has reached the level of returning to the basics? This is the height that can only be achieved by appreciating the fist intent. ”

Peng Kai, Xuanhuang, Zhuo Juan, and the demon arrogant tiger all narrowed their eyes, with a solemn expression.

Later, the fist shadow became faster and faster, and it actually formed a sonic boom in mid-air, which is a sound that can only be formed when it exceeds the speed of sound.

A ball of fire shot out from behind the shadow of his fist, as if the entire sky had been set on fire!

"Mobei Madness Demon is mighty!"

"Lord Cheng Zhong will win!"

The onlookers suddenly saw the hope that they all didn't want Cheng Zhong's punch to beat Fang Tianliang into pulp, so as to relieve them of the danger of being trapped!

"You're thinking too much!" Fang Tianliang twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"Break it for me!"

He roared, and the eleven-fold prohibition of the demon halberd suddenly lit up, and suddenly turned into a behemoth the size of three hundred zhang, and hundreds of millions of unjust souls turned into monstrous black gas, and rushed towards the fist shadow.

"Boom!"

The fist shadow and the halberd shadow collided, making a deafening sound, and after less than two snaps of fingers, the fist shadow that exuded great power was surrounded by unjust souls, and it began to corrode.

The shadow of the fist grew smaller and smaller, fainter and faded, and finally dissolved into nothingness.

"Is that okay?"

The onlookers were stunned, the punch they thought they would win was so easily dissolved, how could they not be shocked!

Their hearts sank to the valley of ice in an instant.

Even the Mobei Mad Demon Cheng Zhong was not Fang Tianliang's opponent, who could beat him? Is this the rhythm of the Heavenly Lord's organization when these people have either become lackeys organized by the Lord or have fallen?

There was a look of sadness on their faces.

"I have to say, you are very strong, you are the strongest person of the same level that the deity has met!But this is not enough!" Cheng Zhong roared, and his momentum climbed accordingly, until he reached the peak of the Seventh Order Great Demon Venerable, and then he stopped.

"Secret method?"

Everyone's hearts that sank to the bottom of the valley came alive again, "The peak of the Seventh-Order Great Demon Venerable met the early stage of the Seventh-Order Great Demon Venerable, and the latter is not dead?!"

Mu Zifeng's spiritual power has been locked on the battlefield, "It seems that the soul body in Cheng Zhong's body has begun to exert its strength!"

He touched his chin and thought to himself.

"Could it be that you have a secret method in this world?"

Fang Tianliang sneered, his body swelled suddenly, each growing to more than three meters, and his momentum also began to climb, from the early, middle, late, and peak of the Seventh-Order Great Demon Venerable, until he climbed to the peak of the Seventh-Order Great Demon Venerable, but his momentum still did not stop, and continued to climb.

It wasn't until he climbed to the early stage of the Eighth Order Great Demon Venerable that his momentum stopped.

"The early stage of the Eighth Order Great Demon Venerable, is this the rhythm to be crushed?"

The corners of Cheng Zhong's eyes also twitched, revealing a shocked look. "The Ten Thousand Demon Sect is worthy of being a great sect, and its background is far from being comparable to his scattered cultivation!"

A sudden sense of powerlessness suddenly arose in his heart.

"I surrender!

His momentum dropped suddenly, like a deflated ball, and his state became extremely sluggish.

"What the hell? The dignified Mobei Demon actually chose to surrender?"

"Senior Cheng, you can't surrender, we are all pointing at you, you have surrendered, what can we do?"

The three ninth-order Great Demon Kings walked up to Cheng Zhong and spoke anxiously.

"Your life and death are a matter of Uncle Bird!"

Cheng Zhong's five-colored demon pupils froze, and with a kick of his leg, he kicked the three ninth-order Great Demon King peak cultivators into the air.

"Bang! bang!"

After three sounds, the core disciples of these three sects turned into a cloud of blood mist, and even their souls were kicked to pieces.

The ninth-order Great Demon King encounters the early powerhouse of the Seventh-Order Great Demon Venerable, which is really not enough to see.

Only then did everyone remember that the bald ugly man in front of him was nicknamed Mobei Crazy Demon, but whoever got involved with the magic word was a wicked person who was not easy to provoke.

"Okay, the one who knows the times is Junjie, since the brother chooses to surrender, then we will be a family in the future! Hahaha, cool! It's so fucking cool!"

Fang Tianliang won without a fight, and he was also extremely embarrassed, his chin was raised high, and he looked like his eyes were above the top.

"In that case, let's ask my brother to make a demonic oath!" Fang Tianliang didn't transform into his original appearance, just looked at Cheng Zhong condescendingly.

Cheng Zhong knelt on the ground with a thud and swore a demonic oath, swearing allegiance to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect and the main organization.

The onlookers watched this scene and felt as if they were petrified.

"One moment it was everyone's hope, why did it become an enemy the next moment?"

"Yes, what can I do about this, there is no one among the young disciples who has cultivated more than Fang Tianliang, and finally came up with one, but he is on the opposite side, how can he get it!"

The onlookers were like mourners, wilting their heads one by one, like eggplants beaten by frost, and they couldn't straighten their backs.

"I thought Mobei Demon was a hero?

Duan Ping muttered in a low voice.

At this moment, everyone was thinking about it, and Duan Ping's words sounded very abrupt and piercing.

Everyone is a monk, and their hearing is surprisingly good, "Boom!" Almost all eyes shot at her together, if that gaze had weight, Duan Ping would probably have been pressed down long ago.

"Stink//son, who are you talking about?"

With a whoosh, Cheng Zhong flew to Duan Ping.

The crowd hula flashed out of a clearing.

Li Wei glared at Duan Ping hatefully, and when he saw the plague god, he rushed out all at once. And the three elders such as Elder Feng Da had already hid far away.

"I ...... You...... Adult ......"

Duan Ping's little face turned pale with fright, and she began to speak incoherently.