Chapter 1186 Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger......

It's the low-level Spirit Venerable among them, damn it, how did I leave him out, no wonder I saw his disciple smash the high platform and didn't say anything to stop it, it turned out that this was all calculated by them, but did he think that with the strength of one person, he couldn't fight everyone alone?

"The junior who has just broken through to the low-level Spirit Venerable, it's like challenging me Mo Qili? Okay! Okay! Okay! I want to die, I will fulfill you today!"

Since a low-level Spirit Venerable has appeared, and the surroundings have been completely blocked by his own disciples, of course Mo Qili can't care about Gu Jun's intentions anymore, and as soon as his mind moved, a thick iron rod with a length of a foot was suddenly pulled out by him, grabbed the tail of the stick with both hands, and smashed it down reflexively!

And in this blink of an eye, a thought also crossed Mo Qili's heart, and he felt in a trance that the martial artist with a slightly bloated body and a golden aura of doom seemed to be somewhat familiar, but suddenly, he couldn't remember it at all......

Mo Qili deserves to be the elder of "Lan Rongmen", although he is only a low-level Venerable, but under the full burst of his breath, he still created a great momentum, like a mountain collapsing, and the frenzied breath burst out terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, tearing apart the countless spaces between the two.

For the powerhouses of the Spirit Venerable Realm, not to mention being smashed into flesh, as long as the power of the soul is not extinguished, it will not fall at all, and if they can be treated in time, or take some anti-heaven pills and spirit grass, they may not be injured physically.

Mo Qili has no reason not to know this, so this stick is what he deliberately did, he knew that he couldn't completely make Ao Shuang lose the ability to resist, and he still did it, in order to leave his life, so as to ask for compensation or something.

Looking at the menacing stick, Ao Shuang's eyes under the mask narrowed slightly, the attack strength of this stick far exceeded the scope of ordinary Venerable Realm martial artists, and the reaction speed of the other party also reached an astonishing Cheng Dù, is this the old Venerable......

Jiang is still old and spicy, this sentence is indeed true, the martial artists who can break through the Supreme Realm are really not ordinary people, especially an old man like Mo Qili, he knows that after he has no hope of advancement, he will use guòyi qiē means to enhance his combat power.

Looking at the arrogance who was close at hand, and had not yet made a move at this time, Mo Qili was very sure in his heart, obviously, his stick made him feel deep pressure, hmph, although both of them are low-level spirit venerables, but the difference in strength, without saying much, can be seen.

"I'll see how you take this stick! Knowing that this competition is jointly organized by several sects, and daring to come here to find trouble, it is really self-defeating! Don't worry, I won't kill you directly, I will torture you, humiliate you, and then let you die!"

A light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and after reciting a sentence of 'violent body' silently in his heart, the speed of the whole person reached the limit in an instant, Mo Qili's stick was indeed strong, but it was still far from the point where he felt shocked and couldn't take it, at least not now.

The heel moved slightly, and under the realm of the fourth layer of "Stepping on the Star Luo" in "Tricky Steps", the surrounding qiē scene suddenly formed a chessboard-like picture in Ao Shuang's mind, and when he stepped out, the air became distorted under his feet, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

At this time, the entire arena became extremely chaotic because of the colorful rain of spirit stones, and the warriors who were 'bathing' in it and snatching the spirit stones, especially when Ao Shuang and Mo Qili made a move, which made many martial artists afraid of being injured by the two venerables and made a move to retreat, however, there were still a very small number of martial artists who had not been moved by the spirit stones, and had been observing the two people who were fighting.

In their opinion, Mo Qili, as the elder of the "Lan Rong Gate", if he does not have a certain strength, he will definitely not be able to be qualified for this position, so his strength is enough to be affirmed, but then again, if the young Venerable in the black robe does not have any special skills, or rely on it, it is impossible for him to rashly come to find trouble, so in this battle, it is really hard to say which will win or lose.

However, judging from the current situation, Ao Shuang's retreat does show his weakness, but does he really not have the strength to face Mo Qili head-on? Of course not, but if he shows his absolute strength from the beginning, he is very vulnerable to being besieged by everyone.

Maybe Ao Shuang is not afraid of being besieged by a few Venerables, because his true strength is by no means as weak as it seems on the surface, and although the Fat Man and Yi Lingxin and others are peak spirit kings, they also have the strength to fight with low-level Venerables, but hiding their strength and avoiding Liu Ge and the others from being besieged by all the strong people are also within the scope of his thinking, so in this battle, he wants to defeat the opponent implicitly.

A large area of purple-black spiritual light was permeated, and once the mysterious and agile body technique was opened, the arrogant speed had already reached Cheng Dù, which made Mo Qili's stick suddenly smash into the air with a 'boom!' explosion.

The surging spiritual power fluctuations rolled up one after another in the sky above the arena like a tide, and some martial artists who were busy snatching the spirit stones were immediately affected by a strong impact, and they were shocked away by the huge force, and the lower realm even vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

And at this time, the initiator of the current situation, Ao Shuang, had already retreated dozens of feet, which made Mo Qili violently stick, even if it was a failed and violently affected warrior, even if he didn't say it, he would secretly hate him in his heart.

How is it possible, this stick of mine is enough to lock him in the case of blocking the retreat!

A stick missed, making Mo Qili feel incredible in his heart, this stick is not only extremely fast, so that ordinary low-level venerables have no time to dodge, but also contained their own perception of the general trend of heaven and earth, it can be said that once the stick wind appears, the surrounding space has been completely blocked, and the other party should be allowed to avoid it, but why, it was avoided by him?

This...... The unexpected scene made Mo Qili realize that the other party might be a tricky person, and while paying more attention to him, he looked for a proud figure, and at the same time, he did not forget to let his disciples drag him down.

At this time, Mo Qili actually didn't care whether Jun Linyi and the others were going to run away or not, after all, as long as they caught Ao Shuang, could they still run?

"Hold him for me! It's okay, the rest of the people don't seem to want to run away! He's due north!"

With a loud shout, several "Lan Rongmen" martial artists who were still standing on all sides of the arena just now suddenly rushed towards Ao Shuang, who had just revealed their figures, except for the two peak spirit kings, the rest were all high-level spirit kings, and all they had to do was delay.

Mo Qili didn't think that his disciples could cause any harm to Ao Shuang, the other party was a low-level Venerable, and if he didn't go head-to-head with himself as soon as he came up, and it proved that his strength was not very strong, he wouldn't rashly let a few disciples stop him, after all, there was a huge gap between the Peak Spirit King and the low-level Venerable.

Hehe...... It's really not a dry food for taking bean bags, I don't reply to you, just to hide your strength, but if you really let these Spirit King Realm martial artists come to fight me, then I can only let them hate you before they die.

With a sneer in his heart, he took the position where several of Mo Qili's disciples rushed to kill behind his eyes, Ao Shuang didn't even make a move, his body shook, and several dark black pure demonic qi burst out from his body like a small tornado, hitting several people's heads.

"Bang bang bang!"

Only a few sounds were heard, and then everyone saw that the heads of Mo Qili's disciples burst open like broken watermelons, and the brains were mixed with yellow and white filth, fused with the rain of spiritual stones, and poured all over the sky.

Many martial artists who participated in this competition for the first time, seeing such a disgusting scene, all felt a wave of overturning in their stomachs, and even some people who had experienced this formation felt a sensation in their throats, and the juniors had a cool breeze.

"With just a shock of his body, he killed all five of Mo Qili......'s disciples? It's a little scary!"

Looking at the five martial artists who were still alive and vigorous at the previous moment, and were killed at the same time in an instant, those disciples from the third- and fourth-grade sects in the field, while feeling a burst of retching, their hearts were more shocked, and their hearts trembled.

Pu Liuyun's strength is obvious to all, so it is not difficult to imagine that these disciples of Mo Qili, even if they are not as good, are not far behind, especially those two peak spirit kings, their strength is definitely much stronger than them, but in front of that low-level Venerable, he is as weak as ants, he has never made a move, and only with his own spiritual power, he will shock them to death!

In other words, this kind of strength is fundamentally different from what he showed before, and it is impossible not to dare to fight with Mo Qili and kill his disciples, which is just equivalent to blowing a breath, and the previous concession and dodge are just to hide their strength.

"Stinky boy, you me?!Playing pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

Mo Qili, whose eyes were full of fire, the anger in his heart was almost about to turn into a substantial flame on the surface of his body, and after shouting angrily, he raised the thick stick in his hand and rushed towards Ao Shuang, the spiritual power of his whole body soared to the extreme, and the heavy aura weighed down many disciples like a mountain, and every time he moved a few meters forward, he would be shaken by the space above the arena.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

In the sky above the entire arena, more than a dozen large footprints of Sumeru with a width of more than a dozen zhang appeared at the same time, and each footprint was deeply immersed in the space, making the already chaotic scene even more chaotic and chaotic.