"He cheap, I'll leave it to you, don't show mercy to your subordinates, and fight to the death. Senior Brother Liu gritted his teeth.

He Bei smiled proudly and said with disdain: "Mo Shaofeng, I heard that you are a tenth-level genius, I don't know what realm you are in now?"

Mo Shaofeng laughed and said, "Everyone in Qingyun Pavilion knows that I can't become a martial artist in my life. ”

"So, you're the waste of geniuses. You can't become a martial artist in your life, this is God's mercy on you, you should cherish it, why are you looking for trouble?"

"I have a bad problem, I like to fight unevenly, especially people like you, I see one to fight another, see a pair to extinguish a pair. Mo Shaofeng scolded.

"Okay! You are awesome, if you want to be a hero, you also have to weigh your own ability. If you don't have the ability, come out and pretend to be forced, you are looking for death. He Bei gritted his teeth and barked like a mad dog.

"Senior Brother He, how do I know that I don't have the strength to be a hero?" Mo Shaofeng remained calm and was not afraid of strong enemies.

"Hehe, as we all know, you are a waste, and you can't become a martial artist for the rest of your life. I'm a martial artist duotian, and I only need to move my fingers to pinch out the shit of your kind of waste. "He is very confident.

"Senior Brother He, you are so confident. Mo Shaofeng stretched out his little finger and said disdainfully, "Lost self-confidence is a symbol of stupidity. ”

"You shit, look for death. He was angry and punched him.

Han Shantong stared at him and began to worry. After all, He Jie is a martial artist of the Second Heaven, and Mo Shaofeng is just a martial artist. No matter how awesome a martial artist is, it is difficult to defeat a martial artist.

Senior Brother Xu laughed heartily, thinking that Mo Shaofeng's eggs had touched a stone and he was killing himself.

"A martial artist, who doesn't measure his strength, challenges a martial artist, laughs at me to death, this is the most ridiculous thing I've seen this year. Senior Brother Xu smiled and bent over, "Mo Shaofeng is not only a waste, but also a brain-dead. A warrior, if I can defeat a martial artist, I will lie on the ground and learn how to bark. ”

When Senior Brother Xu laughed, the winner had already been decided.

He Cheap fell to the ground, spitting blood, his eyes closed, and he fainted.

Mo Shaofeng maintained the posture of punching out, looking very confident.

Han Shantong was dumbfounded, defeating the Double Heaven Martial Master with one punch, incredible. When He Bei rushed up just now, Mo Shaofeng just punched He Bei so much that his teeth flew sideways, vomiting blood and fainting.

Senior Brother Xu was dumbfounded, what happened just now, why did Senior Brother He lose so badly?

Mo Shaofeng stretched out his little thumb and said provocatively: "Senior Brother Xu, you just said that if a martial artist can defeat a martial artist, you will kneel on the ground and learn how to bark, is this true?"

"I'm not an idiot, how could I say such irresponsible things. "Senior Brother Xu was brazen and slapped himself in the face.

"Senior Brother Xu, I seem to hear the sound of slapping in the face, do you feel any pain in your face?" Mo Shaofeng laughed at him.

"Mo Shaofeng, don't be arrogant. You are a martial artist, and defeating a martial artist is pure luck. Senior Brother Xu snorted coldly, "This morning, Senior Brother He Bei suffered a bad stomach and lost his physical strength, so you won by luck." If you can beat me, I promise to kneel on the ground and learn to bark. ”

"Senior Brother Xu, a gentleman is hard to chase after a word, but don't break your word and get fat. Mo Shaofeng was afraid that his words would not count.

Senior Brother Xu patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, if I break my promise, I will be a bastard of the turtle king." ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Xu, let's do it. Mo Shaofeng stretched out a hand and challenged him.

"You're looking for death, you trash. Senior Brother Xu was furious, and he used Taiqing Xuangong, and a Taiji diagram appeared in front of him.

After all, Senior Brother Xu is a martial artist of the Triple Heavens, and he should not be underestimated.

Mo Shaofeng closed his eyes and punched out with a killing fist. The purple light shining fist shattered the Taiji diagram and knocked the opponent away.

Senior Brother Xu flew out, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, pointed at the other party, and said in a trembling voice: "You are not a martial artist. ”

Mo Shaofeng snorted coldly: "Senior Brother Xu, you are defeated, fulfill your promise." ”

"I'm not a dog, I don't learn how to bark. "Senior Brother Xu is thick-skinned and speaks like a fart.

"Senior Brother Xu, if you break your word and get fat, that's the turtle king bastard. Mo Shaofeng sneered.

"I'm not a turtle bastard, I'm not a ......" Senior Brother Xu hugged his head and cried, it was really embarrassing, Sanzhongtian's skill was actually defeated by the other party's punch.

"Mo Shaofeng, you have a kind of, defeating two junior disciples in a row. Senior Brother Liu was furious.

Mo Shaofeng raised the brick and said with a smile: "The sharp weapon in my hand is specially prepared for Senior Brother Liu. If Senior Brother Liu was afraid of death, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy. ”

"What are you awesome, I'm a four-fold heavenly martial artist, I'll kill you in minutes. Senior Brother Liu was not convinced.

"Senior Brother Liu, if you are so confident, then come up and try it. Mo Shaofeng sneered.

Senior Brother Liu was furious, pulled out his sword, and used the Shangqing sword technique. The sword was in Senior Brother Liu's hand, like a meteor arrow shower, enveloping the opponent's body.

"Senior Brother Liu's Shangqing swordsmanship is superb, and he will definitely be able to defeat Mo Shaofeng. ”

"Come on, Senior Brother Liu, we are optimistic about you. ”

Senior Brother Liu looked confident, and the sword in his hand stabbed it.

Mo Shaofeng was angry, roared angrily, and used his flame palm. A fiery red palm print rushed over, shattering the sword and severely wounding Senior Brother Liu.

Senior Brother Liu screamed and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

"I let you bully people, I let you be idle and come out and pretend to be forced. Mo Shaofeng seized the opportunity, rushed forward, waved the bricks, and slapped Senior Brother Liu's head.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

"Don't fight, I'm convinced. Senior Brother Liu hugged his head and begged for mercy.

The bricks in Mo Shaofeng's hand slapped on the other party's head, which was very exciting. Senior Brother Liu was miserable, his head was broken and bleeding, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he screamed.

A group of outer sect disciples were dumbfounded, the Four Heavenly Martial Masters were actually pressed and beaten by a martial artist.

Mo Shaofeng waved the brick and hit it hard. It wasn't until the bricks were broken that Mo Shaofeng stopped.

Senior Brother Liu fell to the ground, convulsed all over, and his entire face was crippled.

Mo Shaofeng threw away the broken bricks and snorted coldly: "If any of you are not afraid of death, just come up and try, I promise to slap you to death." ”

More than a dozen disciples of the outer sect were all stunned, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Mo Shaofeng grabbed Senior Brother Liu and threatened: "Do you dare to come out and pretend to be forced in the future and bully Han Shantong?"

"Don't dare, don't dare anymore, I'm convinced. Senior Brother Liu's face was bloody, and he was frightened.

"Remember, pretending to be struck by lightning. If there is a next time, I will make your life worse than death. Mo Shaofeng threw away the other party and kicked him away.

Senior Brother Liu slid out on the ground, and suddenly, a man appeared and stepped on his body.

Senior Brother Liu was startled, fixed his eyes, and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Lin." ”

Mo Shaofeng looked intently, and saw that this person had a proud face, standing with his hands in his hands, it was Lin Bin who had met in the alchemy workshop at the beginning.

The best of Lin Bin's disciples in the Outer Sect, at the age of twenty-five, cultivated to the Sixth Heaven of Martial Arts.

(End of chapter)