"It can't be! Half-step Apocalypse's heart was beating wildly, which completely subverted his worldview.

The boy doesn't care if you're shocked or not, in fact, he has already seen this picture, and when the other party is still in disbelief, his arm pops out, and then slams his lower body.

"Jump!" The blood mist exploded, shattering his lower body along with his pants.

"Shhh

In the audience, countless people felt cold under their crotches, this kick was really ruthless!

Actually kicked into a blood mist, what a hatred this is!

The half-step apocalypse was stunned, and then trembling all over his body, let out an earth-shattering scream.

"Ahh

The severe pain made him unable to say superfluous words at all, and he lost his combat effectiveness in an instant.

The boy won, and although it was dishonorable, he still won.

Honor!

On the rostrum, the eight Heavenly Venerables nodded one after another, and instead of scolding the young man's indecent behavior, they looked at him with interest and appreciation.

The Dragon Slayer laughed: "Haha, good boy, quite the style of Lao Tzu at the beginning." ”

At this time, the sage next to him teased:

"Cut, old man who slays the dragon, don't put gold on your face, okay? Everyone knows about your rise, so don't talk nonsense. ”

"Slayer the dragon, you could have fought with me in a dignified manner, why do you have to flirt with my yin feet, it almost made me have no worries in my life."

Another Sage spoke, in a complaining tone.

The Dragon Slayer suddenly felt angry, and he had the urge to blow his beard and stare at him.

He slapped the case and said, "Old Demon Sage, are you impatient?" Believe it or not, the Holy One will be killed in your house! ”

"Cut, slay the dragon, what are you doing in my house? Is it flirtatious? ”

The old demon sage didn't want to let it, and the two saint-level powerhouses actually tore up in front of everyone.

"! Old demon, you dead ladyboy, Lao Tzu will kill you at night! ”

"MD, slay the dragon, you are also worthy, I think you are almost the same as slaying insects!"

The Dragon Slayer Sage was furious, "Lao Tzu is going to tear you up now!" ”

The old demon sage was not afraid, but lay back, and Erlang's legs were cocked: "Come on, tear me, beat me, whoever doesn't beat me is the grandson." ”

On the rostrum, it is strictly forbidden to fight.

It's a rule that everyone sets together, and if anyone breaks it, the others will forcibly restrain that person so that he can't make trouble.

The old demon sage took a fancy to this, and he was not shocked in the face of ridicule and insults, and his face was called a lack of beating.

The Dragon Slayer Sage was suddenly furious, and he felt a wave of heat rushing straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and all his sanity was about to disappear.

"Ahh Old demon, Lao Tzu killed you! ”

He broke out, lifted his sword and killed him directly!

The Old Demon Venerable was shocked, he didn't expect the Dragon Slayer's state of mind to be so bad, and he would suffer a big loss if he suddenly made a move.

Moreover, the saints next to him may not have time to stop him.

At this moment, the body of the Dragon Slayer Saint suddenly became motionless.

The Dream Bottle Sage slowly retracted his fingers and left from the center of the Dragon Slayer's eyebrows.

He said silently: "Let's watch the show, don't spoil the relationship for the sake of lip service." ”

"Humph!"

The old demon sage was taken aback, but when he saw that the dream bottle sage had spoken, he had to put away his emotions.

In Zhongyue City, no one can listen to anyone's words, but no one dares to ← the words of the Dream Bottle Sage.

Why? Because of strength.

The deeds of the Dream Bottle Sage are already familiar to everyone, and Tianzun once personally commented on him.

Under Tianzun, there are few opponents.

That's pretty much the biggest affirmation.

Although some people were not convinced, they quietly challenged the latter and found that it was indeed the case.

Slowly the fame spread, and naturally the prestige also grew.

"Hmph, I'm not angry with him."

The Dragon Slayer Sage raised his head forty-five degrees and looked up at the sky, showing his generosity.

But in fact, everyone knew that he was hiding his angry and blood-red gaze.

Suddenly, the Dragon Slayer's pupils dilated to the extreme, and he saw something in the sky.

Or rather, like a monk.

"Bold!"

What monk can stand on the head of the eight saints, this is a great rebellion, and he will be destroyed by the form and the gods!

"Sword!"

The Dragon Slayer Sage spoke, and in the next moment, a streamer sword flew away at almost the speed of light.

"Ding."

A black and white streamer shot down from high in the sky, and the two collided and made a huge collision sound.

Loud sound, high-pitched, shrill and grand, as if it were going to drill directly into your brain.

"Huh?"

The other seven Sages looked up at the figure at the same time.

I saw a handsome man like a fairy god fluttering down, and a wisp of black and white light around him turned into a ribbon and surrounded by the wind.

The Dream Bottle Sage raised his head and arched his hand, "Which friend has come from afar, I'm afraid this way of greeting is inappropriate, right?" ”

Inappropriate? For Wang Sheng, it's very proper!

He said extremely arrogantly: "I don't care if you are right or not, I came here just to ask a question, tell me, how to go to the First Holy Land?" ”

The First Holy Land?

Several Sages were startled at first, and then reacted with anger.

The Dragon Slayer Sage was cold and cold, and his tone was jealous and unfriendly: "Boy, are you looking for death?" There are eight saints here. ”

"Who's looking for death?"

Wang Sheng looked at him indifferently, and then spread his hands, and shot out a black and white light from his hand.

"So fast!"

The Dragon Slayer Sage reflected this thought in his mind, and then his body was pierced.

He lowered his head to look at the wound on his chest that was thinner than the tip of a needle, and struggled to spit out a word: "Forbidden ......"

Wang Sheng knew that what he was going to say was the word taboo.

What's wrong with the taboo? Wang Sheng is taboo but still feels very proud, after all, everyone is afraid of him.

After cleaning up the jumping clown, he continued to ask, "Where did you just go?" Oh, and where is the First Holy Land? ”

The Dragon Slayer is dead.

It's a shocking joke.

But it's true.

The Dream Bottle Sage looked at this scene, and the essence in his eyes flashed, and the speed of qi and blood in his body was much faster.

Wang Sheng glanced at him: "If I were you, I would answer the question honestly, why not exchange a question for your life safety?" ”

"It's a good deal." He said.

Where's the bargain?

The Dream Bottle Sage knew that today was a bad luck, people were sitting on the rostrum, and the disaster came from the sky, and he knew that he would not be greedy for vanity and fame and fortune to come here and be entangled in a mess.

"Still don't say yes?"

Wang Sheng frowned, just to ask, the people here are so patriotic? Or rather, there is a discipline.

He raised his hand, and the void grabbed at the people on the ring behind him.

"Poof!"

The uniform flesh and blood exploded, including the genius Jiufeng Lianyi that day.

That is, the second son of the Jiufeng family.

In an instant, there was a commotion in the audience, and the elders and foundations of the Jiufeng family who came to visit let out exclamations and scolds.

"Help! Save people! I'm cnm! ”

", if there are three long and two short in my family's Jiufeng, I ...... I ......"

(End of chapter)