Duan Muquan walked down the steps step by step with his hands behind his back, and with each step, Wu Siyuan felt that he was one step closer to death.

"Duan Shao, I admit defeat, I lose. Wu Siyuan vomited blood and screamed.

"Lost?Isn't it cool that you insulted me in front of you?Aren't you the least young in the world?Where did the majesty just now?" Duan Muquan looked at the clown under his feet, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered.

He was glad he had survived, otherwise he had been deceived by this garbage.

"Duan Shao, I'm garbage, I'm waste, just now I have a bad mouth, I can't help myself, please give me a way out. "In order to survive, Wu Siyuan can't care about his self-esteem.

"Garbage has to have a garbage attitude, what do you say?" Duan Muquan raised his head to the sky and said proudly.

"Yes, yes! Duan Shao, I'm garbage, less than one-ten-thousandth of you, I beg you to let me go." ”

Wu Siyuan didn't hesitate, got up and weakened his knees, knelt down in front of Duan Muquan, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Everyone present was in an uproar, the senior brother, an elite disciple of the Ethereal Palace, was so brazen and knelt down to a person of his generation.

Compared with Di Qingcheng, everyone felt that Wu Siyuan was a hundred times more shameless.

After all, he was once the head of the three sects, the first disciple of the sect of the great unification of the world's Taoism, and one of the pillars of the world in the future!

Seeing him kneeling at Duan Muquan's feet, everyone was full of regret and sorrow, their hearts were like knives, and they were deeply worried about the future of Kunlun Mountain.

"Haha! This is your senior brother of the Ethereal Palace, what kind of thing! What kind of bullshit is the orthodoxy of the Dao Law in the world, is it all this kind of useless garbage and waste?" Duan Muquan laughed wildly, and bluntly damaged the Dry Dao Sect.

This meeting of the Three Sects was originally the Martial God Temple's desire to establish its ruling power in the future generation. Now that the Ethereal Palace has all been trampled underfoot, how could Duan Muquan miss this opportunity to beat the water dogs.

"Wu Siyuan, do you want to live?" Duan Muquan kicked Wu Siyuan and asked coldly.

Wu Siyuan hurriedly said: "I, I want to." ”

"Simple, I'll give you a chance now. As long as you scold the Ethereal Palace as a garbage sect, it is a bunch of waste, and the Yellow Palace Master is an old dog, I can not only spare your life, but also allow you to enter my Martial God Temple to enslave and do miscellaneous work, what do you think?" Duan Muquan sneered.

"This ......"

Wu Siyuan glanced at it, and the Xuantu Elder and the others, who were trembling with anger, hesitated for a moment and did not speak.

"Big brother, I can't. Even his younger brother Wu Sicheng, who was on the side, couldn't see it anymore and yelled.

"Duan Shao, I really know that I was wrong, please don't be so ......"

"So, if you don't want to, then don't blame me for being rude. ”

Duan Muquan raised his handprint and put it on Wu Siyuan's heavenly spirit, and the heat of Jiuyang was like a flame, and the burning Wu Siyuan's soul was about to fly.

Master, brother, I'm sorry, I really don't want to die!

Wu Siyuan silently recited a sentence in pain, and in the next second, he knelt on the ground, lowered his head and screamed in pain: "I am a dog with no interest, the Ethereal Palace is a garbage sect, the disciples are all waste, the master of the Yellow Palace is, he is an old ...... Dogs!"

"Duan Shao, I am willing to enter the Martial God Temple as a slave. Please, let me go. Wu Siyuan was already in tears.

He still has only endless hatred in his heart.

He hated why Cangtian was so unfair, he was obviously a peerless genius, he was already a mid-stage Dao Venerable of Immortal Qi at a young age, and few people in the world could compare, but Yang Zihan suppressed him first, and now he killed his master and had such a profound cultivation, but he still couldn't beat Duan Muquan.

Why, he is destined to be trampled under his feet in this life, and he is going to lose so badly?

After this battle, his future is all over, the scum and traitors of the Ethereal Palace, and the cultivation will never return, and the entire Ethereal Mountain will be ashamed of him.

As soon as Wu Siyuan's words came out, the audience was silent, and everyone couldn't believe their ears.

You must know that any disciple of the Ethereal Palace has a minimum criterion in his heart, swearing to defend the dignity of the master and the sect, and he can not hesitate to die for this.

Di Qingcheng was spurned by the entire Kunlun Mountain because he became a traitor, and now even the most orthodox Daomen has this kind of scum.

"Damn, the surname Duan is too much, I fought with him!"

Sun Wuji had a hot temper, and when he saw Duan Muquan damaging the sect like this, he became angry and wanted to come forward to theorize.

"The prestige of the sect is not disgraceful, Duan Muquan is provoking my entire Ethereal Palace, Elder, Zihan is willing to fight to the death. Yang Zihan also said angrily with a cold face.

"No, if you have three long and two short, the Ethereal Palace will really collapse. Zihan, Wuji, you remember, today is a thousand-year-old humiliation in my Ethereal Palace, and if you succeed in cultivation in the future, you will definitely be ashamed. Elder Xuantu stopped the two of them in pain, and the old man burst into tears.

"Duan Muquan, I swear that sooner or later, I will definitely break you into pieces. Tears of pain flowed from Sun Wuji's eyes.

"Elder Jinpeng, you are the Supreme Emissary, I think Duan Muquan is too much, today is the Three Sects Alliance, how can you humiliate the other party so much, and ask the elder to uphold justice. ”

Just when everyone was angry, a cold coquettish drink suddenly rose.

The person who spoke was the ruthlessness of the Kunlun Sect, he shouldn't have been nosy, but he really didn't like it, and he couldn't look down on Duan Muquan's arrogant state.

Jinpeng Ancestor was silent, he also felt that Duan Muquan was too much, but behind the people was the martial god Duan Tianyang, an existence he would never afford to offend.

It is true that he relies on the Kunlun Supreme, but he knows better than anyone that the Kunlun Supreme is not necessarily the opponent of the Martial God.

Today, he is going to offend Duan Muquan, that is, he is the enemy of the Martial God Temple, and if he loses the Supreme Blessing in the future, how can he have a place to live?

"Ruthless, the old man came this time to decide who is the strongest young generation, the Supreme did not give me any clear text, no killing, no insults, if you think Duan Shao is too much, you can challenge him and trample him under your feet." Jinpeng Ancestor laughed.

"In the ring, the strong are respected!

Duan Muquan smiled proudly, raised his foot, and stepped on the top of Wu Siyuan's head.

"Duan Shao, what are you doing, what are you doing, you said you would spare my life. Wu Siyuan was frightened and wailed in pain.

"I said that anyone who angered me, had to pay. To be honest, the elite disciple of the Ethereal Palace, I am really not worthy of being a dog. ”

"Click!"

Duan Muquan exhaled his strength under his feet, Wu Siyuan's head was trampled on like a watermelon, and the onlookers all gasped.

"Okay, today's conference, I think Duan Shao is the first ethereal, there is no doubt about it! This competition has come to this ......" Jin Peng was afraid that he would not be able to suppress the scene, so he hurriedly slid the way.

However, Duan Muquan, who was extremely arrogant, would never do such a thing, "Slow, the competition is out, but the two lives of my Ethereal Palace have not been repaid, and this account must be settled." ”

(End of chapter)