A look of astonishment suddenly appeared on the girl's face, and she looked at Mo Zhiyao with bright eyes, who was this young man who didn't look older than herself, and his tone was so arrogant, he actually dared to say that he would erase the Hong family, and his eldest brother still looked completely convinced.

However, this occasion was obviously not suitable for asking, and the girl hurriedly supported Shen Ling, got down from the martial arts platform, and came to the place below to watch the battle.

"Young master, are you okay?" Shen Ling, supported by Shen Jun'er, came to the Shen family's seat under the martial arts platform, and two old men in gray clothes hurriedly stepped forward and asked anxiously.

"Uncle Han, Uncle Li, I'm fine. Shen Ling spoke to the two clan elders.

"Big brother, who is he?" came to the audience, and Shen Jun'er asked.

"He? He, like me, is a disciple of Nanyuan, but he has only been in Nanyuan for more than two years. Looking at the figure on the martial arts platform, Shen Ling said in a low voice.

"It's only been two years since he entered Nanyuan, big brother, isn't he sent to death?" Shen Jun'er heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he said in a shocked voice.

For Nanyuan, because of Shen Ling's relationship, Shen Jun'er also knows very well. Although it is said that the people who can enter Nanyuan are all dragons and phoenixes among the talented and evil people, it does not mean that they are really strong, and it takes time to grow.

Listening to what Shen Ling said, the young man standing on the stage at this moment had only just entered Nanyuan for two years, so how could he be that Hong Hao's opponent, you must know that even Shen Ling was the ...... he fought extremely miserably.

"Hehe, sister, although he has only been in Nanyuan for two years, he has won the leader of this year's Heaven Splitting List Competition, and he is representing our Nanyuan to participate in this Sifang Pavilion Competition. Shen Ling turned his eyes and looked at his sister Shen Jun'er, with an inexplicable luster in his eyes, and spoke.

"What? After two years in Nanyuan, you can win the top spot in the Heaven Splitting List Competition? This, how is this possible?" Shen Jun'er's face suddenly became dull when she heard this, and then she looked at the thin figure on the martial arts platform with stunned eyes.

..................

"Who is that guy? Why have you never seen that guy before?"

"I don't know, it shouldn't be from Heavenly Poison City. Listening to what he said just now, it seems that he is also from Nanyuan. ”

"This kid doesn't look very good, he dares to say that he erases the Hong family, it's really arrogant enough, I don't know if he has real skills. ”

Mo Zhiyao's appearance naturally attracted the attention of countless people, and there was a burst of whispering in the square, and one after another eyes with various emotions kept scanning his body.

On the other side of the martial arts platform, on the seat where the people of the Hong family were located, an old man with a beard on his face narrowed his eyes, looked at Mo Zhiyao, and frowned slightly. He is the contemporary head of the Hong family and Hong Hao's father, Hong Yuanchen. At this moment, a look of surprise appeared on Hong Yuanchen's face, and the strange young man standing on the stage gave him an inexplicable sense of danger for some reason.

Behind Hong Yuanchen, there were several people standing, all of whom seemed to be elders of the Hong family, and beside him, standing side by side with him, was a mysterious person wrapped in a thick cloak. The man's face was obscured by a wide cloak, and only a pointed chin that was too white could be seen.

At this moment, the mysterious man raised his head slightly, and through the cloak, the cold gaze of the two Daws fell on Mo Zhiyao's body as if they could penetrate everything.

"Interesting little guy, he dares to wade into this muddy water, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. A terrible sound like a night owl came from under the cloak, and as this voice came out, there seemed to be a bloody breath, and then slowly diffused.

Hearing this person's words, a touch of jealousy suddenly appeared on Hong Yuanchen's face, and at the same time, his gaze at Mo Zhiyao was also full of cruel coldness, as if because of the mysterious man's words, the latter's ending was already doomed.........

On the martial arts platform.

"Where did you come from, the wild boy, his tone is really crazy, he actually dares to say that he will erase my Hong family?

Hearing the cold voice coming from Hong Hao's mouth, Mo Zhiyao smiled faintly, but in that smile, there was a chill.

"Boy, don't say that Young Master Ben won't give you a chance, now cut off an arm by yourself, and then hurry down, you can still save a small life, otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. Hong Hao's face was cold, and he shouted towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Oh, you want my arm, then we'll see if you have what it takes. Hearing this, a seemingly gentle smile appeared on Mo Zhiyao's face, and he said in a faint voice.

Hearing this, Hong Hao's eyes were slightly gloomy, and then he stared at Mo Zhiyao gloomily, and said in a cold voice: "Stinky boy, since you are looking for death yourself, then don't blame Young Master Ben!"

When the words fell, Hong Hao's body shook suddenly, and a poisonous spirit power as thick as black smoke surged out from his body, and when it spread, the ground under his body was corroded to a "snort", which shows how violent its toxicity is.

Looking at Hong Hao opposite, the corners of Mo Zhiyao's lips hooked up a sneering arc, and even Shen Ling in the audience shook his head slightly at this moment, and looked at Hong Hao who was dying and didn't know it with a pitiful gaze. Because he knew in his heart that the power of the poisonous spirit was immune to Mo Zhiyao............

"Remember, Young Master Ben's name is Hong Hao, and it is also your glory to die in my hands!" Hong Hao laughed fiercely, and then with a sudden wave of his arm, a black monster python condensed by the power of the cold poisonous spirit was as if it had been given life, and it roared towards Mo Zhiyao.

Where the black python passed, the void space was left with a clear trace of corrosion, obviously that Hong Hao's shot was extremely vicious, and he didn't intend to leave Mo Zhiyao a chance to live.

Slowly raised his head, towards the roaring black python, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyes slightly, one hand behind his back, and the other arm flicked lightly at the moment when the black python was about to arrive!

"Smack!" The palm slapped on the black python, and there was a muffled sound, and then the black python condensed by the power of the poisonous spirit was beaten into a cloud of black smoke under the gaze of countless astonished eyes!

"What!" Hong Hao, who was above, looked at this scene and was suddenly a little dumbfounded. The blow just now, but it gathered seventy percent of his strength, and he didn't expect to be slapped away by Mo Zhiyao easily, this kind of ending was completely unexpected by him.

"Boy, I really haven't seen it, I still have some ability! Then the young master will come and see, how many catties and taels do you have!" Hong Hao swept away the surprise in his eyes, and then his eyes became hideous again, his arms were spread, and the ink-like black spiritual power rolled away from his palm, filling the air, and the poisonous power contained in it made the air squeak with a penetrating sound.

For Hong Hao's shouting, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth flashed with mockery, and he immediately shook his head. Not to mention anything else, using the power of poisonous spirits in front of him is really a bit too funny.........

"Well, I won't play with you anymore..."

When the words fell, Mo Zhiyao's palm opened, and his palm was facing Hong Hao, and then his eyes suddenly cold, and his palm immediately shook it fiercely!

"Bang!"

Like a muffled thunderbolt, Hong Hao, who was spreading his teeth and claws in mid-air, condensing his spiritual power, his body actually stiffened without warning, and the expression on his face also froze instantly!

"Die. The cold voice came out of Mo Zhiyao's mouth, and in the next moment, everyone present saw that Hong Hao was directly blown up into minced meat, and he couldn't even scream. It seems that he was pinched and blown away by Mo Zhiyao!

At this moment, the audience was instantly silent, and the many whispers in the field stopped abruptly, as if those people were suddenly choked by the neck, they couldn't make any sound, and the expressions on their faces were directly solidified, and that appearance looked extraordinarily funny.

Today's Mo Zhiyao, who has been promoted to the realm of nine patterns, and the number of heavenly patterns has been increased to fifty-four realms, and his combat power is completely comparable to the early stage of the double-pattern metamorphosis based on the purple void disaster, that is to say, today's Geshu Hongyan is not Mo Zhiyao's opponent at all, let alone a Hong Hao who is only seven patterns?

Under the martial arts arena, the Shen Ling brothers and sisters and the two elders of the Shen family were stunned at this scene, and they couldn't react for a while, and after a while, they took a hard breath of cold air.

At this moment, there was undoubtedly a monstrous wave in their hearts, no matter what, the Shen Ling brothers and sisters did not expect that Hong Hao, who beat the former miserably, could not even survive a move in front of Mo Zhiyao, and died directly on the spot, this kind of combat power is enough to be described as terrifying.

"Big brother, has he really only been in Nanyuan for two years?" Shen Jun'er's pretty face at this moment was already full of shock, and what was happening in front of her made her feel the urge to collapse.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva fiercely, Shen Ling's face also swelled with a thick sense of horror, although he knew that Mo Zhiyao's combat power was against the sky, but he didn't expect that it had only been a few months, and the latter's cultivation strength had increased explosively.

"This kid is so perverted........."

On the other side of the martial arts platform, Hong Yuanchen looked at Hong Hao, who had been pinched and exploded into a ball of minced meat, with a dull face, and after a long time, a terrible roar came out of his throat: "Ah! little bastard, give my son back!"

Seeing his son's tragic death, Hong Yuanchen's face turned blue in an instant, and his eyes looking at Mo Zhiyao were full of resentment, and then his body rushed up, and the majestic spiritual power fluctuations spread out from his body like an explosion, rushing towards Mo Zhiyao!