The smoke cleared, and there was another body of charcoal in the ring.

Compared with the coke formed by Mu Zifeng before, Hua Ziruo's coke is much more embarrassed, the whole clothes are gone, and the body has shrunk a lot, if it weren't for the fact that the chest is still slightly undulating, it is the same as a charred corpse, even if it can be lived, it will completely become a waste.

"Shh!" everyone in the stands gasped.

Jia Xiaoyi's face was so gloomy that he could wring out water, and his upper teeth bit his lower lip, but he didn't know it, and let the blood drip down the water.

Blade and Qiu Dajiang were even more restless as if someone had thrown a thumbtack under their buttocks. Their cultivation is not worse than Hua Ziruo, this is their turn to go to the ring, so don't they just wait to die. The two of them were tied together, and they were not enough for that thunderbolt.

In the stands of the Demon Society, all the disciples were silent.

This thunder, like a roar, blew up all their self-confidence, all their pride, and all their arrogance.

It was really a scene in front of them that shocked them, Hua Ziruo was infinitely close to the powerhouse of the fifth-order Great Demon King level, that was one of the few powerful core disciples of the Demon Society, and he was beaten like this by a little-known kid, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be tantamount to a myth and legend.

At that moment, they all examined themselves in their hearts, the realm was too low, the vision was too low, the pattern was too small, in this world, there were people outside the world, and there were heavens outside the sky!

They all had a trace of enlightenment, and there were dozens of disciples, and they actually emitted a powerful aura and broke through on the spot!

This is also a blessing in misfortune!

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!" Mu Zifeng waved his hand and put away the Wind Thunder Bell, and sacrificed the Demon King Plate with a bang.

I saw a plate that was infinitely close to silver suddenly rose into the air, and in the process of spinning, it turned into a behemoth with a diameter of fifteen meters, dripping and turning, and a demon with a height of two hundred meters came out of the plate, staring at the green eyes the size of the grinding plate, and pounced on the coke formed by Hua Ziruo.

"Click, click!" The sound was endless, and Hua Ziruo turned into a white bone at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the divine soul was swallowed by the evil ghost.

The evil ghost stood up unsatisfied, and glanced around the stands, and the disciples who were seen immediately had goosebumps all over their bodies.

It was so frightening that it was as if it came from hell, and they thought to themselves that if they let that evil ghost worry about it, they would have nightmares in the middle of the night.

"My grass, what is this!"

"How could a new disciple have such a thing?!"

Gu Feng glanced at Gu Chen and smiled bitterly. He could see that the cultivation of that evil ghost was no less than the peak of the second-order demon king, and with this evil ghost alone, Mu Zifeng could sweep away half of the Elder of Saint Yao Guang Mountain, not to mention that he also had a more terrifying high-level magic treasure that could thunder and lightning.

Is this still a disciple from a remote area? This net worth, even a disciple of the Demon Emperor City, can't compare to him.

Yuan Sui and Meng Tianguang had already tightened their necks in fright, but they dared to speak disrespectfully to this Terran kid, just with this magic treasure, they could eat the two of them to the ground. You must know that the evil ghost showed the cultivation of the peak of the second-order demon king, but the two of them have just advanced to the second-order demon king.

The two of them were infinitely grateful to the founder of the Holy Sect at this time, if it weren't for the old man's rule that disciples of the Holy Sect were not allowed to kill people in private, I am afraid that the two of them would have gone to another world long ago, and the elder would have something more. The two of them also secretly made up their minds that they must have a good relationship with this disciple in the future, at least they can't offend, otherwise, they won't know how to die!

Both Rui Si and Meng Yi Fei Frost were excited.

Previously, Mu Zifeng appeared naked in front of everyone, almost all the female disciples covered their eyes, only the two of them widened their eyes, for fear of missing any detail, although their faces were red and their hearts were beating, but Mu Zifeng's tall stick and masculine body still made the two of them feel like they were bumping into each other.

This is the first time they have admired a man's body up close, and it is a naked man, a man they have admired and missed countless times in their hearts. The two of them were like a competition, neither of them would close their eyes, even for a short time.

As soon as Mu Zifeng waved his hand, the Demon King Plate was also put into the storage bag by him, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Hua Ziruo's storage bag fell into his hands, and he suddenly erased the brand, and rebranded his spiritual brand.

This time, no one dared to raise an objection.

The pinnacle of the fourth-order demon king - Hua Ziruo, fall!

The corners of Jia Xiaoyi's eyes twitched, and the seven-colored demon pupils looked at Feng Jian and Qiu Dajiang who were sitting beside him, and the two of them quickly lowered their heads, and they were about to shrink into their crotch.

"What a waste!" Jia Xiaoyi couldn't wait to go up and kick the two of them.

"President Jia, are you going to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

In the ring of life and death, Mu Zifeng spoke indifferently.

"I'm grass, this kid is challenging President Jia at this time, does he think that his magic power is not lost enough?"

Those who have the same idea as the disciples are Gu Feng, Lei Bao, Rui Sisi and others.

Mu Zifeng had an old god presence and an unfazed expression. Absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, the meridians of his body were baptized again, and his immortal power became more condensed after being impacted and tempered by the power of lightning, and the energy formed by the high-grade magic crystals stored in his body turned into immortal yuan, and all the immortal power consumed before immediately recovered, that is to say, he is still at the peak of combat power.

"Boom, boy, I have to admit that you have two hits!" Jia Xiaoyi shook his head and flew to the ring of life and death in a dashing manner.

Mu Zifeng touched his nose and didn't make a sound.

"It's okay to challenge the president if you want to, but the president has one condition. ”

"Oh, what conditions?" Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows.

"In order to show fairness, none of us can use the magic treasure, just rely on real kung fu to fight!" a sly smile flashed on Jia Xiaoyi's face.

"What's that?, don't use the magic treasure?!"

"Is there anything more shameless than Jia Xiaoyi!"

"Yes, what a high-ranking existence the Demon Society is in normal times, but it is so shameless to do things, it is really in vain for a hundred years of heritage and reputation!"

"Then can Mu Zifeng agree to his unreasonable request? His magic treasure is indestructible?"

In the stands, the discussions of the disciples and elders were no less than the thunder, rumbling.

They even focused their eyes on Jia Xiaoyi, revealing all disdain and deep disdain.

"Boss, don't fall for this kid, I can't promise him!" Lei Leopard roared even more in a rough voice, and the sound exploded in the ears of all the disciples through the buzzing noise.

"Yes, Brother Zifeng, I can't promise him!" Rui Sisi's eager words also came from afar.

"What, are you afraid?" Jia Xiaoyi glanced meaningfully at Lei Bao and Rui Sisi and other Mu Zifeng's friends, and the meaning of the warning was very obvious. And he still focused his eyes on Mu Zifeng again, his face was full of arrogance and banter.

"Okay!" Mu Zifeng's answer was unobtrusive.

"Hahaha! What a hero out of a teenager!" Jia Xiaoyi smiled heartily, revealing a touch of self-satisfaction that his treacherous plan had succeeded.

The heart said: "The hairy boy is the hairy boy after all, and after a few words, he can't stand it, and the oil shuttle is white - short refinement!"

The position of the three Gu Feng brothers must remain neutral, because they are all elders of Shengyao Guang Mountain. Hearing that Mu Zifeng promised not to use the magic treasure, the three of them shook their heads lightly and sighed, "Although this kid is very strong, he still lacks experience, if he sacrifices the Wind Thunder Bell, Jia Xiaoyi will be defeated immediately if he doesn't say it, but he can't support the kung fu of a stick of incense, how can such a good advantage be easily given up as soon as others say it?"

Wan Gelong, who had been paying attention to this competition, also shook his head slightly, "It's just too easy, this Mu Zifeng is still too confident in himself, too much self-confidence, it's pride!

And the remaining dozen or so powerful spiritual powers, also slightly shocked, the radiation of that spiritual power eased a lot, and I don't know how they feel, it can be seen from the spiritual power, hesitation, they are also very optimistic about Mu Zifeng's decision.

At this moment, the most aggrieved person is the disciple who opened the hall, if Mu Zifeng really loses, the huge compensation, even if he sells him, he can't afford to lose, he scolded in his heart: "Mu Zifeng, you are stunned! Biaozi! Two hundred and five! Obviously a good move, but you have walked like this, obviously there is a smooth road, and you choose the sheep intestine path, which is also full of thorns and unknown dangers, what is the difference between this and self-defeating? He glanced around, and while no one was looking, he half-stood up, as if he had slipped out of the exit.

But he was still discovered by the disciple who made a big bet, and was pulled back, he sighed helplessly, sat back in his seat, but in his heart he greeted the three generations of Mu Zifeng's ancestors.

Contrary to the worries of the other disciples, the faces of the more than 10,000 Demon Society disciples in the stands of the Demon Society overflowed with strange radiance.

"It's still the president's wisdom, and in just a few words, he forced that kid to put away the magic treasure, and he couldn't even use the flying sword, what is the difference between this and cutting off an arm?!"

The blade and Qiu Dajiang had already sat upright, and regained their original majesty, as if the pushpin under the buttocks had already been taken away, the old god was there, with a calm face, and even tapped the armrest of the seat with his hand, and he had already hummed a cheerful song in his heart.

But the atmosphere on the field suddenly became solemn.