Chapter 1125

All the disciples of Tianmo sect were stunned, and then their faces turned crazy.

Some Tianmo sect elders, including elder KuYuan, also suddenly changed their faces.

The sudden breath of Yuanhuang surprised everyone.

The last time he came to the Tianmo gate to worship the mountain, it was only the realm of God's house.

At that time, he severely defeated Yan Kun and even let Yan Kun kneel before him.

This is not only a disgrace to Yan Kun, but also a disgrace to Tianmo gate.

Because Yan Kun is the Holy Son of the Tianmo gate, making him kneel is like a representative. The whole Tianmo gate kneels under the xuanmo hall.

Therefore, Yan kuncai practiced crazily and hoped to wash away the shame.

As soon as Yan Kunfang broke the barrier this time, he happened to meet Baishan when his self-confidence expanded. Naturally, he wanted to show his own means and completely recover his lost face.

But Yan Kun's face turned green as soon as Yuan Huang's momentum came out.

He can obviously feel that Yuan Huang's strength is stronger than him.

"How can you..." Yan Kun bit his teeth and couldn't believe it.

"Oh, my defeated leader, do you think only you can make progress? I've already broken through, but I've never made a move. I'm ready to make a splash in Shura's blood. Now you should be honored to be exposed early." Yuan Huang shook his head indifferently.

Such a contemptuous attitude made the disciples of Tianmo sect blush.

"Holy Son Yan Kun, please do it. You will never be weaker than him!"

"Yes, son of Yan Kun, give him some color to see!"

Everyone in Tianmo sect is angry.

Li Rui was also Jiao and shouted, "senior brother Yan Kun, come on!"

Listening to the cries of the disciples of the Tianmo sect around him, Yan Kun took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Yes, although his breath looks a little stronger than me, I may not have no chance of winning." Yan Kun still has a fluke in his heart.

Meanwhile, Dugu Qiumo looked on coldly and shook his head slightly.

Qingqing noticed Dugu's move to beg for the devil and asked, "Dugu childe, doesn't he have any chance of winning?"

In fact, Qingqing also believes that Yan Kun's strength should also be at the peak just after his retreat.

"He will be defeated in this battle," Dugu begged the devil truthfully.

At this time, Li Rui opened her mouth with a trace of disgust and said, "what qualifications do you have to evaluate elder martial brother Yan Kun, who is in vain?"

"Do you want to try again?" Dugu asked for the devil's soul devouring magic eye and looked coldly at Li Rui.

Li ruijiao shuddered and closed her mouth.

But in his eyes, he still showed contempt.

On the challenge arena, looking at Yan Kun who seemed to regain his confidence, Yuan Huang's mouth aroused a cold smile.

"Let you fall into the abyss when you have hope. That feeling must be very desperate."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yan Kun drank coldly, and his hands were bound and blasted out.

The real Qi was rolling like a tide, condensed into a dark magic seal, and rolled away against the yuan wasteland.

It's the imperial martial arts of Tianmo sect, Tianmo seal.

"Today, I, Yan Kun, want a shame before the snow!" Yan Kun, with a strong momentum, promoted the seal of heaven and evil and suppressed Xiangyuan famine.

"Good!" elder KuYuan couldn't help shouting.

With such momentum, it can really be regarded as the majesty of the son.

"Ah..." on the other side, however, fan yuan smiled with profound meaning.

"It's really... Stupid." Yuan Huang raised his hand, and a more terrible wave vaguely spread out.

Yuan Huang's whole arm became as black as ink.

He bombarded out with one hand, and the terrible dark devil appeared, as if to break through the void.

"It's the dark devil in the xuanmo hall!" some elders of the Tianmo gate exclaimed.

Black sky demon hand is one of the strongest imperial martial arts in xuanmo hall.

Before, the younger generation in the xuanmo hall had only practiced yuan misfortune, the third in the blood list.

Now his brother, Yuan Huang, has also succeeded in cultivation!

When the dark devil hand appeared, Yan Kun's confident smile immediately disappeared.

Instead, it was panic and panic.

Boom!

Without any accident, the dark sky devil's hand directly pierced the sky devil's seal.

This is not to say that the devil's seal is not as good as the dark devil's hand.

It's Yan Kun's heaven devil seal. He hasn't practiced well, so it's easy to be cracked by the dark devil.

Next, the dark sky devil's hand was castrated and bombarded Yan Kun.

Yan Kun can only defend in a hurry.

Finally, there was a roar, accompanied by a scream.

Yan Kun's body was like a rag pocket and was beaten away. He spewed blood from his mouth. Finally, he hit outside the challenge arena and his body twitched slightly.

The Holy Son of Tianmo sect, who had just broken through the realm and had full confidence, was blown away by Yuanhuang. At the moment, he collapsed to the ground and was as embarrassed as a dog.

There was a dead silence around the world.

The faces of elder KuYuan and others were wonderful, from red to green, from green to green.

And Li Rui, whose charming face is full of pale.

She has the most confidence in Yan Kun.

But now Yan Kun looks like a dead dog.

Is this the elder martial brother Yan Kun she is obsessed with?

There are also many disciples of Tianmo sect, who are also dull and unwilling to believe this scene.

It's green, expected, not too unexpected.

She looked at Dugu and begged for the devil.

Dugu Qiumo didn't pay attention to the battle because there was no suspense at all.

"Ha ha, KuYuan, you son of the Tianmo sect are still as weak as ever." fan yuan couldn't help laughing.

"You..." elder KuYuan's face turned purple, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

Because that's the truth.

On the challenge arena, Yuan Huang glanced at Yan Kun lightly and said lightly, "next time, don't send this kind of miscellaneous fish opponent. I can't even hold up a move."

Hearing this, Yan Kun, who had just vomited blood, gushed blood again and spilled blood in his mouth.

Knowing this, he would rather shut up than be humiliated again.

With the defeat of Yan Kun, the morale of the whole Tianmo sect plummeted.

"Do you want to repeat the previous failure this time?" many Tianmo sect disciples clenched their teeth and looked decadent.

Elder KuYuan's face is also ugly.

His eyes suddenly fell on Dugu Qiumo, but he even shook his head.

Even Yan Kun, the second heaven of Shenfu, is not the opponent of Yuan Huang.

What's the use of a five section Tiandi Lingqiao?

Even if the young man was a white haired sword demon who even slaughtered thirteen cities and set off a bloody storm, it would not help.

At this time, Yang Buwei, the Tianjiao of the six desires demon sect, jumped onto the challenge arena step by step, glanced thoughtfully over the green and charming jade body, smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "since the son has been defeated, isn't there still a saint?"

Qingqing micro bites silver teeth. Anyway, she has to be tough.

Subsequently, Qingqing meets Yang Buwei.

Yang Buwei ranked 12th in the blood list, while Qingqing ranked 14th.

In fact, there is not much suspense about this battle.

Yang Buwei made several moves to break Qingqing's green clothes in many places, revealing tender and white skin and slender legs.

"Damn, he's teasing the green saint!" some of the disciples of the heavenly devil turned red with anger.

Qingqing is the goddess in their hearts, but she is teased like this.

In the challenge arena, Qingqing also bit her lips. She was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing she could do.

"Seven emotions and six desires scattered!" Yang Buwei waved his hand, and a pink mist diffused out.

Qingqing was caught off guard and inhaled it. Suddenly, her jade face turned red, and a dry and hot gas rose in her body.

She separated most of her true Qi and suppressed it, and her momentum weakened again.

"Good chance, the devil's palm of six desires!" Yang Buwei smiled frivolously and clapped his palm on Qingqing's crisp chest.

Qingqing clenched her silver teeth. She knew she couldn't resist it.

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the white haired boy under the challenge arena.

Dugu Qiumo's face was cold and indifferent from beginning to end, and there was no change because of her situation.

"Ah..." Qingqing's mouth showed a faint hint of self mockery.

Dugu Qiumo had nothing to do with her.

What is she expecting?