Hearing the handsome young man say that, most of the people showed a puzzled look in their eyes, just as the handsome young man said, Ouyang Wannian was only fifteen or sixteen years old, even if he started cultivating after beating his mother's womb, it was impossible for him to grow to a level comparable to them in more than ten years, right? If this was the case, then wouldn't they have all lived on dogs all these years?

"Hehe, do you think I'm not happy?" Ouyang Wannian glanced at the handsome young man and asked with a light smile.

"Yes, boy, I just see that you are very unhappy, what can you do?" said the handsome young man defiantly.

"Haha, there are many people who see me unhappy, and I am not bad for you. Besides, what can you do if you see me unhappy?" Ouyang Wannian smacked his lips and glanced at the handsome young man contemptuously, and then laughed again: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, your unhappy appearance makes me very happy!"

"Uh......" Everyone obviously didn't expect Ouyang Wannian to say this, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

The handsome young man obviously didn't expect Ouyang Wannian to reply to his provocation like this, ordinary people would either fight him in anger when they encountered this kind of thing, or they were afraid and didn't dare to say anything, they really didn't expect that someone would refute him like this with words.

"Your unhappy appearance makes me very happy?haha, this sentence is well said, the little brother is interesting, really interesting, just by virtue of your words, I made you a friend with a bald head. The militant bald man laughed unscrupulously.

The handsome young man's face changed slightly, and he glanced at the bald man, then turned to Ouyang Wannian and snorted coldly: "Boy, if you have a seed, you will have a fight with me, if you don't have a seed, shut up honestly for me, there is no part for you to speak here." ”

"Neurotic, is there a way for this young master to call your daughter and granddaughter or something to try?" Ouyang Wannian pursed his lips, and then sighed again, patted his forehead as if he had just suddenly, shook his head again and again, and said: "No, no, this young master's species is so noble, how can your daughter Sun Goddess Ma easily enjoy it?"

"Poof!" The bald man and several powerful beings couldn't help laughing, and some of the others wanted to laugh, but considering the handsome young man, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The handsome young man's face turned red in an instant, if he didn't know the rules here, he was afraid that he would have made a move on the spot, looking at Ouyang Wannian's face full of contempt, the handsome young man gritted his teeth and said: "I, Sang Jili, officially challenged you today, do you dare to respond?"

"Hmph, jumping beam clown, why should this young master be afraid? as you wish, the time, the place, you can choose, this young master will accompany you at any time!" Ouyang Wannian said coldly.

"Very well, follow me!" the handsome young man smiled grimly, and then dodged and flew towards a battle arena in the manor.

Ouyang Wannian smiled faintly, and took a step like a leisurely stroll, and in an instant, it was a thousand meters away, and he walked towards the battle field with the handsome young man.

The rest of the people couldn't help but look at each other when they saw this scene, and the bald man couldn't help but scold: "Fuck, let that bastard of Sangilli rob the battle that should belong to Lao Tzu." Before the bald man finished speaking, he had already flown towards the battle field, for a battle maniac like him, every battle belonging to a master was worth ugly.

Seeing this, the others flew towards the battle arena one after another, they were in their early 300s and 100 consecutive victories, usually staying in the manor, in addition to cultivating and waiting for the opening of the seven-story suspended pagoda, the greatest fun was to fight with each other. At this time, Sang Jili, who was ranked at least in the top 100 among them, challenged the new young master of the 100-game winning streak, although they didn't know anything about the strength of the new 100-winning master, but since they dared to fight, they must have two brushes, after all, there are no fools who can cultivate to this point.

The manor battle field is not big, it is not small, it is about a kilometer, it is indoors, there is no accident on the wall, it is the floating sand that can be seen everywhere on Fusha Island. These floating sand are ordinary, but the walls made of floating sand are a hundred times stronger than those solid ores, for the simple reason that the walls made of floating sand are engraved with some mystical patterns of solidification. Who made these mystical secret patterns, these Hundred Consecutive Victories powerhouses don't know, they only know one thing, in this indoor battle arena, even if they, the high-ranking God Hundred Consecutive Victories, even if they use their strength to eat, they don't want to smash the wall made of floating sand to make a trace.

There are three such battle fields in the manor, corresponding to the upper gods, the middle gods, and the lower gods.

After Sang Jili came to the exclusive indoor battle arena in the upper god area, his angry expression slowly disappeared, replaced by a gloomy coldness, his eyes flickering with a cold light, staring at Ouyang Wannian who came in later.

Ouyang Wannian didn't care about this, and said lightly: "What kind of battle do you want to fight? is it a life-and-death battle that is endless, or a battle of victory and defeat or a battle of competition?"

While Ouyang Wannian was speaking, all the hundreds of high-ranking god powerhouses led by the bald man came to the indoor battle arena one by one, and when they heard Ouyang Wannian's indifferent words, many people were secretly shocked in their hearts.

"An endless battle of life and death!" Sang Jili stared at Ouyang Wannian with his eyes and said in a light tone.

"Hehe, I'm very casual, it's okay to fight whatever you want, just think about the consequences yourself. Ouyang Wannian paused when he said this, and then asked curiously: "Hey, how did you live until now with such a surname?"

"Without further ado, everyone present is a witness, can the battle begin?" asked Sang Jili with a cold snort.

"Since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you, if you have any tricks, hurry up, otherwise when I make a move, you won't even have a chance to make a move!" Ouyang Wannian was a young man with his hands behind his back, and his demeanor didn't take the other party in his eyes at all.

Seeing Ouyang Wannian's appearance of not taking him seriously, Sang Jili was so angry that he said fiercely: "Okay, very good, I, Sang, have been crisscrossing the North Sea for tens of millions of years, and no one has ever dared to pretend to be so coercive in front of me, so I will make you pay for it today." As soon as the words fell, Sang Jili rose up, and at the same time, with a flip of his hand, a big knife more than four zhang long suddenly appeared, and he used the trick of slashing Huashan in mid-air, and slashed at Ouyang Wannian fiercely.

The knife is a high-level artifact!

Before the knife arrives, the knife arrives first!

This split, the stone is shattering!

Sang Jili seemed to concentrate all his previous anger on this knife, and the sword slashed, and a slight crack faintly appeared in the air, and the huge power made all the strong people who watched the hundred consecutive victories secretly frightened. They can also do it when they explode with such power, but they didn't expect Sang Jili to be able to make the first move, so he used such a powerful move, and he didn't know if he hated Ouyang Wannian or wanted to use this move to establish his power?

What puzzled them the most was that the young man codenamed "Young Master" stood there "dumbfounded", as if he was stupid by Sang Jili's powerful move, and he didn't even dodge, which made everyone's hearts sink, could it be that this little boy really used some means to win a hundred consecutive victories?

In fact, Ouyang Wannian was standing there in a daze, clearly standing there with a light breeze, not because he was stupid by Sang Jili's knife, but because he didn't take this powerful knife to heart at all. It wasn't until Sang Jili's big knife slashed to the top of his head that Ouyang Wannian suddenly used Lu Xiaofeng's special skill-Spirit Rhino Finger!

"What?"

"Uh......"

"This ......"

The eyes of the three hundred high-ranking gods who won in a row widened at this moment, and they looked at Ouyang Wannian incredulously, how the power of Sang Jili's knife was present was well understood, but they couldn't imagine that the young man who was stunned in their eyes actually just stretched out two fingers and easily clamped the powerful knife!

Unbelief, surprised, crazy...... At this moment, I don't know what words to use to describe these three hundred consecutive victories, in the face of Sang Jili's knife, even if the law of the Great Perfection powerhouse came, they would never believe that they could stretch out two fingers so easily to clamp that knife, and they didn't believe it.

The three hundred onlookers were shocked, and Sang Jili, who was the person concerned, was even more turbulent in his heart, he dared to swear to the sky, not to mention that the knife just now had reached the limit of his attack power, but it definitely exerted more than ninety percent of the power. Although such a knife is only a material attack, there are still few people who dare to take it hard, not to mention that like Ouyang Wannian, he stretched out two fingers lightly and caught the big knife that was chopped down.

"Hehe, I dare to shout for a long time, just this bit of attack power?" Ouyang Wannian held the big knife between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, looked at Sang Jili with a face full of disbelief, and said leisurely: "Say that I am pretending to be forced, I don't know if you have heard of a sentence?" From the beginning to the present, this young master has never lived with you, and you are not happy with me? You want to fight with me to the death? I said that you have such strength, what are you pretending to be? Alas, a living fool is out like this!"

Quiet, if Ouyang Wannian's words had been said before, it would definitely make people think that he was too pretending, but now that he said it, it would feel completely different. If you can clamp Sang Jili's powerful knife with two fingers, who would dare to say that people are pretending to be coerced? Just like what people say, even if they are pretending to be coerced, it is also a powerful pretending to be coerced, and it will only be bullish, not stupid!

It seemed that Sangili had only come to his senses from shock until this moment, staring at his blood-red eyes and yelling hysterically: "Impossible! I don't believe it!!!"

(To be continued)