This person's name is Sima Youyong, the descendant of the Sima family, the sixth level of the True Qi Realm, ranked third among the many martial artists in the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall, and his strength is quite strong.

"Hehe, are you going to engage in wheel warfare? I'm still in a hurry, call your curator out. ”

Mo Xiaofan smiled faintly.

"Hmph, wheel war? You also think too highly of yourself! If you want to see our curator, let's pass the Lao Tzu level first!"

Sima Youyong shouted angrily in a cold voice, landed steadily five meters in front of Mo Xiaofan, and then stepped out, his waist fell, his feet actually sank into the stone floor a few inches, his fists flashed, and he took a fighting posture.

"You mean, if I defeat you, I'll be able to meet your curator?"

Mo Xiaofan didn't have time to talk nonsense, he wanted to see the other party in charge as soon as possible and solve the matter completely.

"What an arrogant tone, and you still beat me? Boy, don't think that if you abolish Senior Brother Cheng, you won't take me in the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion!

Sima Youyong said disdainfully.

"You don't deserve to fight me. ”

Mo Xiaofan's faint voice fell, and he stepped out like a brute elephant galloping to the ground, and the entire earth trembled, followed by a punch, the void shook, and there was a roar of dragons.

"Ahh

Sima Youyong suddenly felt that the monstrous pressure swept over, his arrogant face changed drastically, his arms hurriedly crossed his chest to protect the vital point, only to hear a muffled bang, his body was beaten back, his feet slashed the gravel, leaving two shocking grooves on the bluestone ground.

When he barely stopped more than ten meters away, his legs trembled violently, and his feet were blurred with flesh and blood, how miserable and miserable it was.

it, and with one punch, you can beat the No. 3 person in the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall to fly!

This scene is just too brutal.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Especially Sima Youyong, his face was full of horror, and he intuitively felt a huge force of destruction, so that he didn't have any reaction or resistance at all, and he was rushed upside down.

Obviously, in order to do this, the young man's cultivation must throw him eighteen streets!

"He, how could he be so powerful!"

Not only was Sima Youyong stunned, but the other martial artists sitting on the chairs were all shocked.

As for the ordinary disciples below, they were even more confused.

Chenghualong's gloomy face stretched a lot.

Originally, he was abolished by a teenager, and he had become a shame for the martial arts hall. And now, even Sima Youyong, who ranked third, has been defeated, and he doesn't feel embarrassed.

"Oh my God, Brother Mo is too powerful!"

An Yuxuan and Ling Weiwei, two beauties, looked at Mo Xiaofan's sword-like back, looking at the heroism of the world, and couldn't help but shine with beautiful eyes.

An Daoping also clenched his fists excitedly and quietly, he always knew that Mo Xiaofan was very, very powerful, but he still felt that he was far underestimated.

"Now, can you let your owner come out and see it?"

Mo Xiaofan stood with his hands in his hands and asked lightly.

Everyone didn't know that he had just made a move, and he only used three successes, and if he used all his strength, he would blast Sima Youyong into a cloud of blood mist.

“......”

All the warriors were pale, and their faces were very dull.

The martial artists in the Taishi chair were all sitting on pins and needles, and they couldn't help but look at the empty chair in the middle.

Obviously, the owner of the museum has not shown up so far, which means that they still need to continue to probe it.

"Whew!"

The middle-aged man on the right side of the empty Taishi chair in the middle stood up suddenly and said coldly: "I'll come to learn Your Excellency's tricks!"

This person's name is Sima Yanke, the top ten martial artists are ranked first, and his comprehensive combat power is second only to the curator Si Changkong.

"You can't either, step down!"

Mo Xiaofan saw that this person's attitude was acceptable, and he did not directly shoot him away.

However, his big truth made all the martial artists unbearable, and they felt that Mo Xiaofan was humiliating them.

"This kid is too arrogant, master, you have to teach him a good lesson!"

All the warriors shouted angrily.

Sima Yanke's face was a little gloomy, not that he felt that Mo Xiaofan was too rampant, but instinctively felt that the young man was telling the truth, "It's strange, I can't see this young man's cultivation at all, but this young man is standing in front of him, giving himself the feeling that it seems to be a mountain that cannot be crossed!"

"To tell you the truth, if you don't accept it, come together!"

Mo Xiaofan didn't want to spend it anymore, so he just came to something more sensational, he didn't believe that the owner of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion didn't come out to talk about it.

"What! Let's go together?"

"He's humiliating our Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion and killing him paralyzed!"

The warriors were annoyed and angry, eager to tear Mo Xiaofan apart.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Mo Xiaofan was also quite speechless, no longer talking nonsense, and immediately waved his palm.

In an instant, a huge black mountain palm appeared in the space, like a huge dark cloud hanging over everyone's heads, and exuding a destructive aura.

All the warriors felt a big mountain, and if it fell, they would fall into a place of no return!

Horrible, terrifying!

"Boom!"

Just when they felt that they couldn't bear it, the five-fingered giant palm in the air shrank sharply, and then fell with a bang, and with a bang, the boulder in the corner of the courtyard was slapped into powder by the black palm.

The eyes of the crowd widened in horror and they were in a petrified state.

"Brother Mo is too handsome and domineering!"

An Yuxuan and Ling Weiwei, seeing Mo Xiaofan's arrogant appearance in the sky, they could see that this was definitely not Mo Xiaofan's deliberate pretence, but the essence of nature, and because of this, the two of them had beautiful eyes flashing little stars, and they couldn't wait to kiss the two of them on the face.

Especially Ling Weiwei, her heart fluttered wildly, dreaming that it would be nice if she had such a man, her medical skills were amazing, and her martial arts were so amazing, she was simply a god-like teenager.

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Sure enough, a heroic boy!"

Suddenly, accompanied by several applause, I saw an old man with white hair floating out and standing at the door of the lobby.

The old man was none other than Sima Xingyun, the owner of the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Pavilion.

In fact, when he had been secretly observing Mo Xiaofan indoors, Mo Xiaofan's amazing methods made him shocked!

Sizzle-

Hearing the voice of the hall master, all the martial artists woke up from the strong shock, and collectively gasped, Mo Xiaofan's palm just now shook them too strongly.

In fact, Mo Xiaofan had already found Sima Xingyun, a mid-level cultivator in the Divine Realm.

Mo Xiaofan has nothing to worry about, he has killed more than one god realm.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to offend such a behemoth by having nothing to do, unless the other party gave him a shameless face.

Looking at Sima Xingyun again, the fairy wind bone, with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, is not a big traitor, otherwise, he doesn't mind letting the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall disappear.