soon.

The first showdown begins.

"Swish!"

A man from the demon tribe wrapped in black armor flew into the scene.

This person's aura is as terrifying as mountains and seas. As his eyes open and close, a divine light passes by, swallowing the world with an aura. Thunder rolls, and a black hair floats freely in the wind and thunder, like an ancient demon god, with a majestic and straight body, full of oppression!

"My name is Mo Hao, who dares to fight me!"

The man yelled,

Everyone present was shocked and their ears roared!

The human race paused for a moment,

"I'll do it!"

A middle-aged man in blue shirt walked out quickly. The man had a peaceful face, holding a paper fan of mountains and rivers. While walking, the light of the Tao splashed, like a great saint of the human race!

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"My name is Zhang..."

The man in blue was about to introduce himself, but was interrupted by Mo Hao directly waved his hand and said coldly:

"I never listen to the name of trash!"

"You are really confident! I just don't know if your strength is as hard as your mouth!"

The man in blue-shirt looked cold and took the lead in launching an attack, waving the paper fan, and his divine power poured out, and a mountain and river rushing up, pressing towards Mo Hao!

The man in blue shirt is named Zhang Zeyu. He is a strong man from the Zhang family who practiced the saint's magic. Now his combat power is equivalent to one type!!!

"A little trick!"

Facing Zhang Zeyu's attack, Mo Hao did not dodge at all, and directly punched out with one punch, shattering all the strange phenomena of mountains and rivers!

The armor on his body shines brightly, with terrible patterns, extraordinary.

"Take your life!"

Mo Hao attacked strongly,

Zhang Zeyu quickly waved the paper fan,

But even so,

Still destroyed by Mo Hao’s punch!

Mo Hao practiced the secret magic of the Demon God Clan. He was extremely strong in his body, and he could not invade all laws and sweep everything!

"Bang!!!"

Zhang Zeyu was beaten backwards repeatedly,

He used the secret technique and activated the paper fan, but it was useless. In just a moment, he sprayed blood on his mouth, his face pale and in a very embarrassed manner!

"Boom!"

final,

In a bloody storm,

Mo Hao hit Zhang Zeyu in the chest with a punch, shaking his body into pieces, and even his soul turned into a rain of light!

"What kind of garbage? Can you come with a stronger person? Or are you all such wasteful people?"

Mo Hao floated above Zhang Zeyu's broken corpse,

Bathing in the light and rain, with a cold look and an extremely arrogant attitude!

Seeing this, the human race was so angry that their faces turned red. They wanted to rush forward immediately and press Mo Hao to the ground to rub!

"I'll fight you!"

A hero from the Situ family spoke coldly.

As soon as he came up, he did not seem to hesitate and directly attacked with all his strength. All kinds of magic were used to quickly kill Mo Hao and retrieve the face he had just lost!

But there have just been ten moves between the two sides!

The heroes of the Situ family were seized by Mo Hao, and hit him with a strong punch, entering Zhang Zeyu's retreat!

"It's so trash! It's really too spicy! If you continue like this, I won't want to play with you anymore!"

"What Mo Hao hates most in my life is to compete with garbage. What's the point?"

Mo Hao was like a straight black tower, standing in the center, stepping on the corpses of two human heroes under his feet, with a look of contempt!

"Oh! What the hell is it? Two consecutive games are so vulnerable!"

"Nothing at all! I think there is no need for the human race to wipe out the undead. I might as well take this opportunity to exterminate the human race at the same time!"

"A bunch of garbage can be wiped out at will!"

The gods all disdained to speak out, very contempt, very arrogant, and also felt very boring.

Damn it!

It's so fucking damn!

The human race's strongmen clenched their fists, and their lungs were about to explode!

Two seniors died one after another.

It makes their mentality a little broken, and they need a victory battle to boost morale!

But there are fewer strong people at the peak of tribulation in the spiritual world, and even fewer people are in the first-class combat power. After the two fierce battles just now, the strong people on the human race are a little guilty and dare not take the fight easily!

"Let's do this, your second-class strong men can also fight! I'm not afraid..."

Mo Hao suddenly sneered.

As soon as this is said,

The crowd was in an uproar,

Self-esteem was blown and broken!

The other party's first-class strongman actually threatened to challenge their second-class...

Mingyue Sword God, Yinyang Ancient Emperor, Lu Ning, Monk Yi Gu Buddha and others all frowned, thinking about whether to go to war?

If there is really no type of cultivator to take action, then they will be the only one to go!

"Yun Lie, you come on!"

In the formation,

Lin Feng suddenly sent a voice to Yun Lie!

"I won't go! Why should I fight for these fools?"

Yun Lie clenched his fists,

Still worried about Lin Feng being trapped...

"You are not for them, but for the human race!"

"In other words, no matter how internal conflicts are between us, we can do it, but if others want to bully us, then it is absolutely not possible!"

Lin Feng responded.

Yun Lie was shocked when he heard this.

He looked at Lin Feng, his eyes slightly red, and he felt endless aggrievance and unannoyance in his heart!

Such a man,

Those idiots actually said he was a traitor?

Next second!

"I'll do it!"

Yun Lie almost tried his best and shouted.

He stepped out and the earth shook violently, attracting everyone present!

"It's Yun Lie!"

The human race was surprised and suspicious.

Yun Lie is a monster ranked high on the genius list. Although his strength has indeed reached a certain level of combat power, he has only passed the middle stage of the tribulation!

certainly,

None of these matters,

The most important thing is that he is Lin Feng’s person!

The gods were stunned for a moment,
To be continued...