The little fat man with the big bone stick said this lightly.

Almost everyone on the head of the demon suppression wall frowned at the same time.

Although the number of people in the Demon Suppression City can probably be guessed about the ranking of the Ten Thousand Demon Map, the first place has always been a very hidden mystery, and it is very likely to be the most difficult problem in the Demon Suppression City in the future.

As a result, at this critical juncture, the other party simply said it?

"Gluttony.... That's it. ”

A middle-aged woman with a sword on the city wall standing on the left side of the old blind man frowned, her face a little ugly.

Yuan Sanjian rolled his eyes on the city wall and said, "Gluttony, what the hell, look at this little fat man's stupid appearance, how strong can he be?" Senior brother take a look at your talent?"

The tree was stunned at the moment, but he didn't look at the field, but looked at the body of the young man with the sword in the center of the crowd above the clouds, and for some reason he could see a mysterious sword intent enveloping the person's body all the time, forming a world of its own.

And it's interesting that this sword intent .... He had a sense of déjà vu and a deep sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, the man seemed to notice the gaze in front of the tree, turned his head and smiled.

"Senior brother?" said Yuan Sanjian suddenly.

In front of the tree, he woke up like a dream, looked at Yuan Sanjian's incomprehensible face, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's nothing, nothing." ”

Yuan Sanjian was a little speechless, and said: "I'm asking if the little fat man below you is powerful, if you bluff, I might be able to come out and try my Nine Turns Sword!"

He glanced at the tree and shook his head slowly, "I can't see any mystery now, but Uncle Lu Shen said something to me when we chatted a few days ago.... It should not be difficult to say that Wei Chan's predecessors will never lose among their peers here. ”

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"Isn't it too hasty to put down the gluttony so early and fight against Wei Chan for the first time. ”

Look at the field.

Yan Wu frowned slightly, but there was not much worry in his eyes, more of a.... Inappropriate eccentricity.

Except for the young man with a negative sword who was born in the center of the center, whose identity is unknown, although the other four are all descendants of gods, they have been given pseudonyms since childhood, for example, the pale emaciated scholar on the far left is called Guizhen, her name is Rock Dance, and then there is Mengqi of the Nightmare Clan.

Obviously, all three of them are descendants of the four great demon gods of the wilderness.

The god of plagues.

The god of nightmares.

The god of the drought.

The name of the gods, naturally, only the strongest in the wilderness can have it, unless one day the three of them reach the point where they can compete with their ancestors, and then kill the old gods, in order to inherit the god position and the wild luck, and truly merge with the wild world.

As for the little fat man, it is not necessary..... Born with the name of gluttony.

It's very simple, because in the entire eternal wilderness, there has only been one god born in heaven and earth.

The gluttonous god who disappeared in the wilderness for ten thousand years, once he was born, he fused the luck of most of the barbarian gods, and it was basically a matter of course to successfully transform into one of the four demon gods of the barbarian wilderness in the future.

In terms of danger, he was indeed the most difficult of the five.

The old man with the goatee said calmly: "I want to see how far Wei Chan's strength can go, by the way, let the gluttony evolve in this battle, relying on talent and not putting anyone in his eyes, this time I met Wei Chan, and it was beneficial to practice to suffer a little loss at the beginning." ”

The young man with the sword was a little bored, and yawned lazily, "Just let this monster out, then I? When will it appear? If the gluttony really gets angry and accidentally swallows that guy, won't he have to play?"

"If you lose, then you don't have to play. ”

Goatee said indifferently: "Go back and comprehend the remaining sword intent with peace of mind, when the comprehension is completed, when it comes out, I will give you another ten years, if you can't do it within ten years, then you will die in it forever." ”

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Wei Chan listened to the other party's words quietly, but his face changed slightly, his eyelids raised, and a trace of hot and happy shot out of his eyes.

For Wei Chan.

It doesn't matter who the enemy is, but the higher the realm, the more lethal it is, the more it tends to attract his interest.

Ten Thousand Magic Diagram First.

The god of gluttony.

Either one can make him a lot of interest.

"It's strange that you're so excited to hear my name. ”

"But I heard that you are a first-class strong martial artist on the mainland, although I haven't asked much, but your meat must be delicious, I like to eat your human sword cultivation and martial arts. ”

"Tell you secretly, many of your martial artists in Martial Emperor City actually died in my mouth when they came here to practice, their fists were soft, and they were not energetic at all, and in the end, many of them still knelt on the ground and begged me for mercy when they died, and it was fun to watch them kowtow constantly. ”

"Anyway, your martial arts meat is better than ordinary people, but why are the bones so soft?"

Gluttony gnawed on the big bone in his hand, as if he thought of something, and saliva unconsciously flowed out of his big mouth.

Wei Chan didn't speak, but his feet were silently pulled apart, his knees bent, his fists clenched, and his back arched like a dragon.

Before the fist came out, the wind and rain were coming, and a mountain-like momentum permeated the heaven and earth.

For Wei Chan, the other party's words did not have any touch on his turbulent state of mind for decades, not even a trace of anger.

It doesn't need to be refuted.

Because the truth is only in the fist.

And after he really punched, he could still stand and reason with him Wei Chan, but it has not yet appeared.

A big pit burst out on the spot, and Wei Chan's whole person disappeared in an instant.

A punch with a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded from the right side of Taotao's head, and with a bang, Taotao's right arm raised to resist this punch, and his entire body only moved a few steps to the left.

In just a moment, Wei Chan's right hand was raised high, and his right elbow smashed down into the left temple of the glutton. The latter dodged slightly sideways this time, and Wei Chan took a step forward with his right foot and continued to bully forward, turning around and slamming his palm on his forehead.

Wei Chan seemed to have settled on hand-to-hand combat, and his fist intent gushed out like sea water.

Gluttony snorted coldly, quite unconvinced, really thinking that his body was an embroidered pillow? He didn't want to be taken advantage of by Wei Chan at the beginning, so he slammed his feet on the ground, but instead of dodging, he threw his head back and slammed forward.

Seeing this, Wei Chan's eyes flashed, his five fingers were slightly bent, and with a slight shake, a trace of ripples visible to the naked eye in the air around his palm swayed, and then smashed straight down.

"Idiot. Iwamai frowned.

He had fought with Wei Chan for dozens of days, and naturally knew that if he caught a flaw for Wei Chan, the follow-up offensive would roll in, and eventually cause a situation where the army was defeated.

She is still like this, not to mention such a gluttony that only relies on talent to succeed?

The words are not slow, but the action is too fast. As soon as the woman finished speaking, Wei Chan's majestic palms and gluttonous heads collided together, and a thunderous explosion sounded in everyone's ears, and with a muffled snort, the gluttony seemed to have been subjected to some major oppression, and his legs and knees knelt down straight.

Beneath his knees, the bright, almost mirror-like crystalline crystalline stone on the platform of gods and demons appeared with a slight crack, growing larger and larger, and instantly covering the entire ground like a spider's web.

As the woman said, Wei Chan's movements opened and closed, without hesitation, his right foot was raised without warning, turning into a whip leg that seemed to be able to split a boulder, and kicked the gluttony backwards.

Above mid-air, Wei Chan's fists spread out, and countless spiritual powers from heaven and earth converged on his fists!

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

With the young martial artist muttering, the punch was so fast, I saw thousands of fist shadows leaning wildly on the entire body of the glutton.

Bang bang.

Countless dust exploded in the center of the Divine Demon Stage, rolling up a long dragon.

The eight poles collapsed, the strength was like a bow, and the hair was like thunder.

My fist intent, the enemy will not die, the fist will not be collected, and the death will be rested!

In the eyes of everyone, under the continuous attack, the gluttony was powerless to parry, retreated again and again, and was grabbed by Wei Chan with both hands, and then smashed his right knee towards the door in front of him.

With a bang, like thunder, the entire face of the gluttonous man was almost smashed, his entire body flew backwards, and the soles of his feet were ploughed out dozens of meters long.

The dust scattered, Wei Chan turned into an afterimage, and in mid-air, he pulled back his gluttonous single arm that was originally flying backwards, and then hugged his hands and repeatedly smashed the door with his knees.

Like a bear hug, gluttony can't move at all.

It seems to be unremarkable, but in fact it is extremely lethal.

Not to mention the supernatural powers, even the countless magic weapons in his arms can't be used.

In the end, in the eyes of countless people, the first and only young god born in the wilderness for ten thousand years, seemed to be completely beaten and had no power to fight back at this moment, his pupils were dilated, and he was gently thrown upwards by Wei Chan.

"Normalize. ”

The latter closed his eyes slightly, spread his hands left and right, and the aura rippled in his ten fingers, and then closed again.

Smash both palms on the left and right sides of the temples at the same time.

It was like smashing on the Honglu bell, with a loud bang.

Gluttony was bleeding, his eyes were white, and the whole person knelt directly in the field.

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A series of actions are fluid, almost completely one-sided.

"This is Takefu. ”

There are no fancy and flashy skills, just a punch-to-flesh punch feeling.

Those countless mainland sect cultivators who were watching from the side under the wall could hear each other's spittle almost at the same time.

Wei Chan's previous random punch could almost kill everyone.

Li Yihan and Han Shaobin were both a little dizzy at the moment from the beginning to the end, and the latter sighed: "I heard that Senior Brother Lu Shen fought a tie with Wei Chan in the same realm on the shore of Hanyun Sect Lake back then, I now know what level these two monsters are." ”

Li Yihan suddenly frowned and said, "Don't worry, Wei Chan is still there." ”

Han Shaobin paused, and then looked towards the battlefield with a face full of disbelief.

After doing all this, Wei Chan put his hands around his chest, just rubbed his arms, looked at the guy kneeling in front of him, and said calmly: "The warm-up is over, you can start." ”