With the murderous power of just one person, he forcibly suppressed these once invincible powerhouses, and for a while, all of them opened their mouths dumbly, and their faces were full of consternation, and then, a wave of sad and angry anger rose from everyone's eyes, and a shocking murderous aura rose to the sky, but despite this, no one dared to jump on the high platform easily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Quiet, the audience was so quiet that you could hear the pins dropping.

Yun Lan City had the courage to stand up and compete with the strong men of Feixia City on the same stage this time, which was already a terrifying and shocking thing, and it was even unexpected, even the domineering and domineering Qiankun Realm Venerable was defeated by an indisputable heavy blow, thus showing that Yun Lan City's extraordinary strength is no longer the soft persimmon that can be kneaded and bullied at will.

I didn't see these adults sitting in the audience, their backs were straight, everyone's faces were shining, and the long-lost pride and confidence were overflowing, these young super combat power was enough to support this piece of the world of Yunlan City, no matter what would happen in the future?

In the deep pit, the old man who had been badly injured stood up with a pale face, holding his son who was smashed by himself in his hand, his eyes were extremely resentful and staring at Yun Wuya, but he couldn't raise the slightest sense of resistance, he was sure that the opponent's combat power was definitely above him, and the means he used before were even more powerful, as if there was still a lot of room for reservation.

Yunlan City, which has always been weak, when did so many top masters emerge all at once, and they are all so young that they are eye-catching, why didn't they even capture any clue information before? Feixia City's face this time is a big loss, and it can be said that the face is completely swept away.

What the old man was thinking in his heart was exactly what Murong Jinghong felt at the moment, looking at the old man who was hobbling over with his son's corpse, his lost soul still looked like a Qiankun Realm Venerable, this was the most powerful existence in their trip, and it was already the case, who else could compete with this god-killing young man on the stage?

Even if you have the courage to go up, it is only for the sake of being tortured and looking for death, and it is just a corpse in vain. Murong Jinghong is definitely a person who knows how to advance and retreat, and understands the depths, and his mind turns back and forth, and he knows that the only way to reverse the situation at the moment is to come forward by himself and directly challenge the little man who serves the medicine, and the initiator of all this is this guy who can only hide behind his back and dance his lips and tongue.

Moreover, this person is also a strong contender for his fiancé status, if he unfortunately dies on the martial arts stage, not only can he save the reputation and face of Feixia City, but also confirm his fiancé identity, and no one can easily shake it.

What gave him a headache at the moment was this killing god on the stage, if he went out rashly at this time, he would inevitably be considered to be on the stage to fight, just kidding, even the real Qiankun Realm Venerable was abused to the point that he was so angry that he was just a half-step Venerable, maybe he couldn't even catch a move and a half, so he was completely upright.

The ancestor in the audience also opened his mouth wide, his whole body stiffened, and his heart was even more turbulent, because he was also a Qiankun Realm Venerable, although he had just been promoted, but he knew that the Qiankun Realm Venerable was powerful and terrifying, and even the space could be torn apart between waving his hands......

And the previous scene, especially the old man's big elemental palm, he couldn't take it at all, and the result of carrying it hard would only be death or injury, not to mention the "Heaven Splitting Axe" after that, and I felt palpitations when I thought about it.

However, this black-shirted young man just punched out very casually, but he dissolved the opponent's "Heaven Splitting Absolute Axe" killing technique, and even the earth-based Xuanli shield was easily shattered, is this still human?

"Xiao Yan'er, is this also your friend?" Old Ancestor woke up and pointed to Yun Wuya on the stage, and said in a trembling voice.

"Yes, we are all brothers and sisters who are like a family, his name is Yun Wuya!" Ziyan replied very casually, and then, he extended a thumbs up to Yun Wuya on the stage, as if praising his amazing performance.

"What kind of cultivation is he? He can defeat a Qiankun Realm Venerable so easily, the realm shouldn't be low, right?" Old Ancestor couldn't see through the true cultivation of this black-shirted young man, and he was even more curious in his heart, guessing that at least he had the strength of the middle level of the Qiankun Realm, which was shocking enough.

"This ...... There should still be a little bit of heat, and an opportunity to reach the top. Ziyan said vaguely, and the ancestor was confused when he heard it, and his face was full of confusion;

It's not that Ziyan doesn't want to tell the truth, if she says it directly, lest the ancestor exclaim uncontrollably, thinking is also a process of digestion and buffering. The pinnacle of today's martial arts is the "Life and Death Realm" Sage, what does it mean to be almost hot?

"God, half-step life and death realm!" Old Ancestor suddenly opened his mouth, and he just snorted back this exclamation, the horror in his heart was simply incomprehensible, no wonder a punch could severely damage a first-level Venerable of the Qiankun Realm, this old man really lost very unjustly. It's just that this kind of unbelievable thing is unavoidable for yourself.

Murong Jinghong seems to be very calm on the surface, the folding fan in his hand has been swaying rhythmically, but his heart is tormented, facing the murderous shouting of the black-shirted young man, he does not dare to fight, and he is unwilling to let him lose, otherwise, his mission on this trip will be a complete failure, and he will not be able to go back to confess.

As everyone knows, the medicine waiter suddenly walked back to the stage at this time, and the black-shirted young man seemed to have received some hint, snorted coldly in his mouth, and then brushed his sleeves away.

Whew! This Killing God is finally here! Murong Jinghong breathed a deep sigh of relief, and his heart was lifted, as if he had seen the sun through the clouds, and once again showed that elegant and confident posture. If the other party doesn't go to the mall for a long time, he really doesn't know how to collect it?

However, all the crises have passed, and then it is up to him to stage a big drama that turns things around, and this medicine servant is undoubtedly destined to be a tragic character.

Lu Suifeng had said before, "When the time comes, I will give you the qualification for this challenge, and I will not let you go back with this kind of regret." ＂

Therefore, he reappeared on the stage, and it seemed that he had solved the crisis for the Feixia City side, at least that's what Murong Jinghong thought, and even scolded with contempt in his heart;

"Idiot!" these words came from Zi Yan's mouth, looking at Murong Jinghong's treacherous and successful scheming appearance, Zi Yan couldn't help but scold in disgust.

"Xiao Yan'er, are you talking about Lu Gongzi, or are you scolding that young city lord?" Old Ancestor frowned slightly, he really couldn't understand what kind of song this Lu Gongzi was singing? Obviously, the situation is very good, and no one on the other side dares to come to the stage to fight, which means that sooner or later they will automatically admit defeat, so why bother to add more to the task?

"Doesn't the ancestor think that I am scolding my future husband?" Ziyan said with a playful smile, which made the ancestor ponder for a long time in a daze, and felt that his IQ was a little insufficient.

Murong Jinghong walked up to Lu Suifeng with a folding fan and said in a joking voice: "You could have been a turtle with a shrunken head, although it is very embarrassing, you can live well." Why do you want to be so stupid as you would be kidding with your life?"

"I said I wouldn't let you go back with this kind of regret. Otherwise, wouldn't it make you depressed for the rest of your life!" Lu Suifeng pursed his lips and showed a faint smile that was incomprehensible; "I know what you're thinking, and I know that you will never let me leave here alive." It's just that I'm not borrowing your name to make a name for it?"

"Just because you can play a few hands of golden needles, you just want to beat me in a dream?" Murong Jinghong couldn't help laughing; "Tell me, what realm cultivation are you, is it worth my use of real talents?"

"I don't know! Lu Suifeng really didn't lie about it, and said honestly with a frank face, "But, I can guess what kind of cultivation realm you are, can you believe me when I say this?"

"Make it up, keep making it up!" Murong Jinghong sneered disdainfully, "If you can really guess it, I will consider leaving you a whole corpse and dying with some dignity." ＂

"That's not necessary! people are dead, and it doesn't matter what happens to the corpses. Lu Suifeng shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, "Isn't it just a small half-step Qiankun Realm Venerable, what's so good about it?" I didn't see the genuine old man just now, how miserable the self-righteous downhill was, learn from the past, don't follow in the footsteps." ＂

"Hey, I really guessed it by you!" Murong Jinghong couldn't help but show an incredible look when he heard this.

"Guess, sort of!" Lu Suifeng didn't bother to explain too much; "It's true that you're good among the younger generation, but challenging me is the stupidest mistake you've ever made in your life." ＂

"Oh, how can you see it?" Murong Jinghong sneered disapplauded, knowing that the other party was resourceful and discerning, but he was just playing tricks, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, still with a look of disdain

"Because you're so small in front of me that you're not even an ant, and you've changed places, and you're not even qualified to talk. As Lu Suifeng spoke, his face gradually turned cold, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.

Seeing this, Murong Jinghong also froze slightly, and then laughed angrily, a strong aura escaped from his body, and the battle intent in his eyes was awe-inspiring.

The two sides no longer continued to fight with each other, and gradually widened the distance, Lu Suifeng still looked like an ancient well without waves, but the momentum on Murong Jinghong's body was like a rising tide of seawater, and the landing was rushing away with the wind.

"A little medicine waiter, I really don't know the confidence you come from?" Murong Jinghong said coldly, his voice fell, and the folding fan in his hand was closed, and it was pointed out from afar.

Under this random point, the space in front of him was like a calm water surface that suddenly trembled, and then rippled and rippled, and at the same time, Murong Jinghong's left hand turned into a palm knife, and with the rolling of ripples, it appeared in front of Lu Suifeng at once, and the palm knife was like electricity, directly splitting Lu Suifeng's head.