On the battle platform. Pen "『Δ Fun 『Pavilion .

The miserable green raindrops kept falling.

In the fierce battle, Zhao Zimu of the Ethereal Sect suddenly stared, stretched out his hand and shook it suddenly.

"Dead fatty, go die!"

Under his control.

The green raindrops in the sky suddenly gathered together, condensed into a big green hand, and fell from the sky and grabbed the yellow fat man.

"Get out of here!"

The fat man is obviously very jealous of this thing.

He shouted angrily, and a golden sword burst out, instantly blasting the big green hand open.

Zhao Zimu's palm suddenly pressed downward.

Wow...

The big hand that exploded, like a miserable green waterfall, rushed down quickly and poured it on the fat yellow man below.

The fat man's face changed greatly, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the acquired holy body was urged to the extreme, and golden light continued to pour out.

The extremely corrosive and poisonous miserable green water poured down, and immediately on the battle platform, there was a caco-sore sound, and a large white smoke rose up, even enveloping his whole person.

A moment later.

The water was shaken apart.

blocked this move, and the fat man immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but in an instant, his face suddenly changed.

A fierce wind, piercing through the white smoke, instantly arrived in front of you.

It's that seventh-order martial soul!

After the miserable green water fell, Zhao Zimu immediately controlled his martial soul and attacked Huang Fatzi.

At the critical moment, Huang Fatzi swung his knife again to meet the attack, and repelled the huge human-like martial soul with one sword.

However, at the moment when the martial soul retreated, Zhao Zimu suddenly dodged out from behind and punched Huang Fatzi.

"Hahaha, get out of here!"

Zhao Zimu laughed and exerted all his strength, and a powerful fist force instantly enveloped and pressed Huang Fatzi.

The yellow fat man slashed out, and he didn't even take back the knife, so he could only watch as this powerful punch hit him.

Boom!

On the battle platform, a burst of golden light burst out.

The yellow fat man snorted, was directly beaten and flew up, and fell under the battle platform with a bang.

After landing.

The fat man sat on the ground paralyzed, his face was pale, and there was a wisp of blood at the corner of his mouth, which slowly overflowed.

Zhao Zimu's punch has the fist intent of a low-level Dacheng.

Such a punch, even if it has the power of a seventh-order martial soul, is impossible, and it is impossible to really injure the acquired golden light saint of the yellow fat man with one punch.

But at this time, the yellow fat man was so distracted that he even forgot to get up from the ground.

It's obviously a look of being deeply hit.

"The acquired holy body, he actually lost to the seventh-order martial soul, the strength of this fat man in the Dragon Court is not good!"

"It's not that his strength is not good, the acquired holy body is still very strong, but that Zhao Zimu, but the core disciple of the Ethereal Sect, and the forty-third Tianjiao on the Yuntai Tianjiao list, it is normal to win......

"The people of the Dragon Court are not good, that is, a few strong people in the upper three halls are powerful, and the others are not the opponents of the strong ones on our Tianjiao list at all!"

"Hehe, now, there's a good show!"

The yellow fat man was defeated.

was knocked off the stage by Zhao Zimu's punch.

This made many people from the major sects of Yuntai Mansion around him very excited in an instant.

After all, the identities of the two are a little sensitive in the here and now.

On the one hand, he is the overlord of Yuntai Mansion and the core disciple of the Ethereal Sect.

On the other side, it is the overlord of Beiliang Mansion, the Martial Emperor Realm of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Palaces of the Dragon Court.

The battle between the two of them was, to put it mildly, a battle between two people.

But to put it mildly, it can also be said to be a contest between the disciples of the Ethereal Sect and the members of the Dragon Court.

Now that Zhao Zimu of the Ethereal Sect has won, the people in Yuntai Mansion around him are naturally not afraid and say that the matter is bigger.

"Brother Huang's acquired holy body is indeed very powerful, and it can completely resist Zhao Zimu's seventh-order soul technique, but it is ...... in other aspects."

Under the battle stage, Chu Qingyun couldn't help but shake his head at this time.

He had fought side by side with Huang Fatzi, and at that time, Huang Fatzi was able to easily defeat an ordinary ninth-level Martial Emperor with the strength of the eighth-level Martial Emperor and the Acquired Holy Body.

But over time.

Chu Qingyun's strength, unconsciously, has grown to the level of a yellow fat man.

At this time.

The people around Yuntai Mansion were very excited.

Together with the fat man, several young geniuses of the White Dragon Hall were all bitter.

And Zhao Zimu walked to the edge of the battle platform triumphantly, looking down at the fat man Huang condescendingly.

"The Eight Heavenly Dragon Palace, it seems that this is the level, except for some people in the upper three halls, the rest are just rubbish, with your strength, you dare to say that the White Dragon Hall is the strongest Martial Emperor Realm, it makes people laugh off their big teeth......!

Zhao Zimu laughed wildly.

Several people in the White Dragon Hall were so angry that they gritted their teeth, eager to rush to the battle platform and fight with that Zhao Zimu.

But at this time, the yellow fat man turned a deaf ear and sat on the ground very distractedly, as if he had received a big blow.

This made Chu Qingyun frown.

According to his understanding of the fat man, this guy is not the kind of person who can be hit so easily.

But soon, he understood why.

On the edge of the battle platform, Zhao Zimu laughed wildly for a while, then closed his smile, stared at Huang Fatzi and said, "Fatty, now that you have lost the fight, then it is time for your sister to come over and drink with us!"

Hear this.

The yellow fat man seemed to come back to his senses in an instant, jumped up from the ground with a rub, and his eyes were a little red.

"The surname is Zhao, there is a kind of us fighting again!" said the fat man Huang angrily.

Zhao Zimu sneered, "Another hundred fights, the result is the same, you are not my opponent at all!"

"It's just that if you lose this time, you want your sister to come and drink with us, and if you lose another fight, what should you do?"

As he spoke, he still looked very obscene, and glanced at Huang Xiangxiang, who was already so angry that her face was snow-white.

"You ......"

The fat yellow man was so angry that his face turned red.

"Why, could it be that the people in the Dragon Court of Beiliang Mansion are like this, what they say doesn't count, and they don't believe in their words?"

"Long Ting is so bad, he is also the overlord of Beiliang Mansion, one of the nine major forces in Zhongzhou, you are not trustworthy in your words, it is really a discredit to Long Ting......"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, just this virtue, I still want to marry the holy daughter of our Ethereal Sect, it's really overwhelming, I think I'm here to send a woman!"

On Zhao Zimu's side, under the leadership of one person, many people from Yuntai Mansion around him spoke one after another and mocked.

The fat yellow man trembled with anger.

The few people in the White Dragon Hall also gritted their teeth.

"Hey, Chu Qingyun, aren't you from the Dragon Court, and you are also a genius of the Purple Dragon Palace?"

"Now that the people of your Dragon Court are in trouble, do you just look at it, you have the ability, you go to challenge Senior Brother Zhao Zimu Zhao?"

At this time, Xie Ting looked at Chu Qingyun and said with some mockery and disdain.

(End of chapter)