The young and arrogant voice of Leng Xi, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, echoed, and at this moment, all eyes were on him, but no one went to the ring again.

No one dares to go into the ring!

Fighting with the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land is simply equivalent to going up to find death.

Time passed slowly, and when I saw that no one dared to go into the ring to fight with me, "Heh! Leng Xi smiled, full of disdain in his laughter.

However, in fact, this is also in their own expectations, who makes themselves be, Leng Xi.

Then Leng Xi raised his head, looked at Zhuge Qingfeng in the sky, and said, "Zhuge Qingfeng, since no one dares to go to the ring to fight with this Holy Son, what are you waiting for, hurry up and announce it." ”

Leng Xi's words seemed to have a commanding tone.

Hearing the words from below, Zhuge Qingfeng's brows suddenly furrowed, and he was a little disgusted with that cold light.

Although Leng Xi is the holy son of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, Zhuge Qingfeng, who is the eighth elder, is his Leng Xi's elder in terms of seniority.

"Huh? Zhuge Qingfeng, didn't you hear the words of this holy son? Seeing that Zhuge Qingfeng still didn't announce it, Leng Xi also frowned on Leng Jun's face, and said coldly.

And just as Zhuge Qingfeng was about to speak, suddenly, only an old voice echoed: "If no one is in the ring, then I, junior brother, will go up." ”

"Huh? Who? Who is it? ”

"Who's going to be in the ring? This sound? At least seventy or eighty, right? Is this going to be in the ring? ”

"This voice, if I heard it correctly, he just called himself a little brother?"

"Isn't it a rule that you can't go into the ring under the age of 28? How can the old man go up too? ”

"The old man wants to go up and fight against the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son? Could it be that the old man is also interested in the third lady of the sand city? ”

"Since this person called himself the little brother just now, is he actually not very old? Just the sound of old sound? ”

……

Just as the old voice echoed, the voices of discussion immediately sounded again, and one by one they began to turn their heads, looking for the person who had just made the old voice.

The one who made the voice was the old man who followed Shi Feng, Luan Be.

At this moment, I saw the old man's figure slowly rising into the air, step by step, as if stepping on an invisible staircase, as if pacing in the void, walking slowly towards the ring step by step.

It looks very chic and laid-back, but it still looks too old.

"Sure enough, it's an old man!"

At this time, the eyes immediately condensed on the old man's body, and they said one after another.

"Originally, I thought that it might be a young man who spoke like an old man, but this is clearly an old man, what is he doing in the ring? He even called himself a little brother just now! ”

"yes, he doesn't know how many times his age has been! This can be the grandfather of the third lady. Could it be that he wants the old cow to eat the tender grass? ”

……

"Hehehe." The words naturally reached the ears of the old man, and the old man's wrinkled old face showed a very kind smile, and he smiled at everyone and nodded:

"Everyone, don't look at my little brother and I'm old, in fact, my little brother and I are only eighteen years old!"

"Eighteen!"

"Eighteen!"

"Holy! This old guy is still shameless! He is so old that he still has the face to say that he is eighteen years old! Phew! ”

"Yes! Be shameless! It's amazing, it's true! He can't fool anyone! Eighteen years old, when we are fools? ”

……

And listening to the voices of disbelief and disdain, the old man's old face still had that kind and kind smile, and when he was older, he didn't care much about those "gossip".

Slowly, the old figure gradually stepped into the martial arts ring.

"Old thing!" Looking at the old man who came up, Leng Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him.

"Eight-star demigods!" Above the sky, Zhuge Qingfeng also looked down at the old man and said.

Then, he secretly said in his heart: "I have long heard that this Leng Xi's martial arts realm has entered the ...... of the seven-star demigod."

Zhuge Qingfeng secretly said in his heart, Leng Xi has a secret treasure in his body, although Zhuge Qingfeng is a peerless powerhouse in the Nine-Star Demigod Realm, he can't see through his true realm.

At this moment, Zhuge Qingfeng was indeed selfish, he saw the old man stepping into the ring, but as a referee, he did not stop him.

Leng Xi was disrespectful to him just now, but he couldn't make a move on Leng Xi, but he wanted to borrow this old man's hand.

"Old thing, do you want to fight with this holy son?" And after seeing the old man who stepped into the ring, Leng Xi sneered and said.

"Huh." The old man smiled at Leng Xi and nodded, "Yes." ”

"But I'm only eighteen years old, so don't call me old man, you can call me little brother."

"Your sister!" Hearing the shameless words of this old man, Leng Xi directly snorted coldly, and then raised his hand, only to see a white light like a handprint, bursting out of his hand, **** towards the old man.

The old man suddenly sensed that a strange and cold extreme yin power had enveloped him, and the air around his body had been frozen under the power of extreme yin, directly freezing his body.

And the white light of the forest was getting closer and closer to his door.

"Drink!" An old man's lion-like shout resounded, and the frozen and frozen air around his body suddenly shattered at this moment, and at the same time, the old man's right hand formed a palm, pushed out, and a palm with strong power slammed into the white light that shot in.

"Bang!" There was a violent sound, and I saw that the white light shot out of Leng Xi's hand was shattered under the old man's palm.

"Huh?" At this moment, Leng Xi's cold and handsome face finally changed at this moment.

And immediately after, I saw the old man's figure flash in an instant, flashing towards Leng Xi.

"Block ...... Blocked! This old man actually blocked the blow of the Heavenly Desolate Saint Son Leng Xi! ”

When Leng Xi's attack was broken, his faces immediately changed greatly, and bursts of exclamations immediately rang out.

"I've long seen that this old man is not simple!" Some people also said: "Otherwise, how dare he go up to fight with the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son, he has no ability, isn't this going up to die?" ”

"Hmmm! That's right. ”

"But I don't know where this old man came from? Dare to fight against the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land! You must know that even if he is victorious, he will offend the Heavenly Desolate Holy Son, the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, and the future Heavenly Desolate Holy Lord. ”

"Yes, Heavenly Desolate Holy Son, it's not so easy to challenge! Even if you are a nine-star demigod powerhouse, you have to think clearly about the consequences. ”

……

The figure of the old man had flashed in front of Leng Xi in an instant, and on his right palm, a thick dark demonic mist suddenly burst out, and this time, the old man attacked Leng Xi's face.

The right palm of the demonic mist slapped out wildly, and the old man did not spare his hand at all because the young man in front of him was the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desolation.

If this palm is shot, this Leng Xi is estimated to be killed directly.

(End of chapter)

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