Chapter 207: The Power of the God Killing Fist

Mo Qingshan was disgraced, looked at it, and found that a clearing appeared in front of him. There was a young man standing above, naked and naked, it was Mo Shaofeng who was immortal. A lotus flower with colorful light shining appeared on Mo Shaofeng's forehead.

The colorful lotus flower stayed for a moment, burrowed into Mo Shaofeng's forehead, and disappeared.

Mo Qingshan's heart was shocked, the legendary Taigu Immortal Treasure Colorful Lotus was actually in Mo Shaofeng's body, it was really incredible. Two months ago, the colorful lotus flower appeared on the Yao Chi Bitan, causing the world's heroes to compete frantically. Many hidden old monsters are fighting for the colorful lotus.

There are thousands of strong people gathered on the Yao Chi Bitan, including Wu Zun, Wu Wang and Wu Sheng. These strong people against the sky, in order to compete for the colorful lotus, fought hard, for a while, the sky fell apart, the ghosts cried and howled, and there were countless dead and wounded. The strong men of the human race fought for several days, and both sides were defeated, and the strong men of the demon race and the demon race took the opportunity to kill and snatch the colorful lotus.

The strong men of the human race were forced to unite to fight against the demon race and the demon race. The two sides fought a great battle, and the blood flowed like a river, which shook the earth. Just when they were fighting for life and death, a water unicorn appeared, unknowingly, swallowed the colorful lotus flower into his mouth, and disappeared on the Yao Chi Bitan.

The colorful lotus was snatched away by the water qilin, and the strong people of the human race, the demon race and the demon race were all crazy and began to look for the whereabouts of the water qilin, but unfortunately, nothing was found.

What happened on Yao Chi Bitan, a martial artist like Mo Qingshan was not qualified to participate, because his strength was too weak. One Wuzun can destroy Mojiazhuang, this is the gap. As for the Martial King and the Martial Saint, they are simply god-like existences, which can only be looked up to, not offended.

Although Mo Qingshan had never been to Yao Chi Bitan, he had heard about the Colorful Lotus Flower, so he recognized the lotus flower that appeared on Mo Shaofeng's forehead at a glance, which was the Ancient Immortal Treasure.

Mo Qingshan is fanatical and greedy, a sealing artifact is enough to make him the king and hegemon, and now, there is a Taigu Immortal Treasure Colorful Lotus, which is really a good thing that gold fell from the sky. After Mo Qingshan's fanaticism, he suddenly realized a serious problem, the colorful lotus flower was snatched away by the water qilin, why did it appear in Mo Shaofeng's body?

Mo Qingshan's eyes were cold, and he asked, "Little beast, why is the colorful lotus flower in your body, have you ever seen a water qilin?"

"I've seen the water unicorn, but I can't tell you the colorful lotus you said. "Mo Shaofeng is immortal in the Demon Ding, because of the credit of the colorful lotus. The colorful lotus flower appeared, devouring all the ice and fire qi in the Demon Ding. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Shaofeng smashed Fu Moding with a punch and rushed out.

"It's okay if you don't tell me, because as long as you die, the jade pendant and the colorful lotus will belong to me. Mo Qingshan laughed, burst out with a bipolar infinite flow, and rushed forward.

"Old Pifu, I won't kill you, where is the reason of heaven —— the first form of the Killing God Fist!" Mo Shaofeng punched out, and a fist with black light rushed over, instantly piercing Mo Qingshan's body. Mo Qingshan spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back, a blood hole appeared on his body.

"My eightfold heaven's combat power actually lost to a sixfold heaven's waste. Mo Qingshan's head was crooked, and he didn't bat at his eyes.

Mo Shaofeng panted heavily, his body was exhausted, this was the power of the God Killing Fist, which could leapfrog and kill the martial artists of the Eight Heavens. Back then, the Ancestor of the Killing God practiced a colorless fist, which could defeat a strong man at the level of the Martial Emperor. Above the Martial Saint, it is the Martial Emperor. The emperor of the five great powers of Thunder Dream today is the Supreme Emperor of Martial Arts.

Mo Shaofeng stared at the corpse of the old horseman, thinking in his heart, this place is only twenty miles away from Mojiazhuang. If Mo Qingshan's body was discovered by the people of Mojiazhuang, it would be troublesome. In order to avoid extraneous branches, Mo Shaofeng decided to destroy the corpse.

Mo Shaofeng dragged the corpse of the old man and threw it into the wolf's den. When a group of hungry wolves saw the flesh and blood, they naturally wouldn't let it go, and within a minute, Mo Qingshan's corpse was eaten up by the hungry wolves.

Mo Shaofeng left the mountains and forests, returned to Mojiazhuang, changed into new clothes, and acted as if nothing had happened.

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In the early morning of the next day, the sect competition officially began. All the disciples of Mojiazhuang gathered at the martial arts venue. There are ten rings in the venue, known as the Ten Directions Martial Arts. The rules of the competition, four people thunder at the same time, the winner advances, and the loser is eliminated. The four people in the ring, either two teams or three to one, no matter what, only one person won and advanced.

In the third ring, there are a lot of prodigal sons gathered, because there is a big beauty in the ring. The big beauty is holding a sword, and her heroic posture has attracted the enthusiastic eyes of many men, including Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng also paid attention to the No. 3 ring, because the beauty above was Duan Qingyu. In the third ring, in addition to Duan Qingyu, there were three men. Two triple heavens and one quadruple heaven. Mo Shaofeng believes that she can easily win because she is a Seventh Heaven.

When Mo Shaofeng and Duan Qingyu met in Cuiyun Town, it was the sixth heaven, and it had only been a month since it was raised. Duan Qingyu is gifted and intelligent, has a very high understanding, and his cultivation of the Bipolar Infinite Flow is progressing rapidly.

The bell rang and the jousting began.

In the No. 3 ring, Duan Qingyu's face was like frost, his sword was unsheathed, and he had no fear in the face of the three male disciples. The three men looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"You three, let's go up together. Duan Qingyu is worthy of being a heroine among women, directly challenging three people.

The audience under the ring was enthusiastic and cheered loudly: "Senior Sister Duan, come on, kill these three pig heads." ”

"You three idiots, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up!" the audience couldn't wait and shouted loudly.

The three men looked at each other, threw away their weapons, and knelt directly to admit defeat. "Senior Sister Duan, you are strong in martial arts, the three of us are ashamed of ourselves and are willing to admit defeat. ”

This kind of thing happened in the ring, and the audience was not happy.

"You three shit, what a seed. ”

"Useless things, go home and feed. ”

There is a referee in every ring. The referee stood up and shouted, "On the third platform, Duan Qingyu wins and advances to the next game." ”

Duan Qingyu was silent and walked out of the ring, surrounded by a group of female disciples, and was overjoyed. Duan Qingyu smiled, staring ahead with a pair of eyes, only to see a familiar back, and left silently.

Seeing that she won easily, Mo Shaofeng wanted to go over to celebrate, but at the last moment, he left silently. Mo Shaofeng walked forward, and suddenly, he saw a person standing on the tenth platform, Yushu was in the wind, with a proud face, it was Mo Wanjian, the owner of the young village.

The other three players on the No. 10 platform directly abstained because they were afraid of Mo Wanjian.

Mo Wanjian stood in the ring, standing with his hands in his hands, and with a pair of cold eyes, he saw Mo Shaofeng. The corners of Mo Wanjian's mouth rose, with a sneer, and he stretched out his little thumb towards Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng smiled faintly, was not angry, and left the competition venue. Mo Wanjian provoked me just to provoke me, so I wasn't so stupid.

At noon, the first preliminary round ended. In the afternoon, the battle roster will be arranged. Contestants can relax and rest. Today's winner will compete in the second round at 8 a.m. tomorrow.

Mo Shaofeng escaped the first competition, and the second competition was a test of his combat strength.

In today's first competition, only 142 people advanced, and the remaining 426 people were all eliminated. This is the sect competition, which is quite cruel. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "The 100,000-Year Claw Book House of the God of Rebirth" for free for the first time.