"Feng Wannian, don't bully people too much..."

Li Qiuyue looked at him with a pale face, her eyes full of anger. She knew very well that with the background of Xuannv Palace, she could not stop the rampant of the Wanpo Sect. Once the people from Wanbeast Palace chose to stand by, it would be a catastrophe for their Xuannv Palace.

"Hehehehehehe, bully?"

Feng Wannian looked at Li Qiuyue's half-old Xu's face, with a charming face, and said with a strange smile: "What did Lord Li say? If you surrender and surrender to our Wandu Sect, don't talk about bullying you, I can't take care of you, what do you say?"

"You...bastard, shameless, shameless..."

As the lord of the palace, Li Qiuyue is dignified and decent in every dress or every word and action. She has never heard such dirty words, and her pretty face is so angry that she is pale.

Zhang Xinyu didn't expect that Feng Wannian was such a shameless villain. A look of disgust flashed across his face and said coldly: "The second round of the Immortal Cave Competition has not yet begun. Are you not afraid of angering the people of Zhou Wuyunchao in this way?"

"Hey... don't worry, Mr. Qi is very busy now and has no time to come and meddle in these nostalgic affairs." Feng Wannian smiled, his face suddenly became cold, and he looked at Zhang Xinyu and said, "Originally, I wanted to have a good conversation with you during the second round. Since your Wan Beast Palace is not tactful and wants to stand up for Xuannv Palace, don't blame me for letting you Wan Beast Palace, and you can't enter the second round."

Bang!

A disgusting fishy smell suddenly exploded from Feng Wannian.

"Poisonous Dragon."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

A poisonous dragon covered with abscesses and rotten smell suddenly appeared behind Feng Wannian. Seeing Qiongqi on Zhang Xinyu's body, he was about to move.

The dragon tongue kept licking his lips.

There were a series of dull sounds that made people feel palpitations. Seeing his poisonous dragon beast soul, the disciples of Xuannv Palace turned pale. Some of them were a little brave, and a layer of mist filled their eyes, and their delicate body trembled continuously.

"You want to destroy our Wanbeast Palace?" Chen Changsheng, who had not spoken, looked at Feng Wannian and asked.

Feng Wannian was slightly stunned.

Even the Quehetu next to him looked at Chen Changsheng with an unexpected look on his face.

In their opinion, Chen Changsheng's strength is not weak, and the cultivation level of the ninth level of Nirvana can kill some early and mid-stage warriors even in Zhou Wuyun's court, they can be considered outstanding, but compared with those of them who are qualified to compete for destiny, they are still as far apart as 100,000 miles away.

"Haha, not only the Ten Thousand Beast Palace, but also you little beast, who have repeatedly opposed our Li Ling Corpse Kingdom. When you fall into my hands, you will definitely ask you to taste it. What does it mean to live and die? " Que Hetu said coldly.

"The wind is strong, so I don't have to worry about my tongue."

Chen Changsheng glanced at Que Hetu with a sneering look and patted his palm gently. He saw a large ball of black medicine powder blown everywhere by the wind.

"Swish!"

Seeing the medicine powder in Chen Changsheng's hand, Feng Wannian's face changed a lot. He unconsciously took a few steps back, looked at Chen Changsheng with a vigilant look, and said, "Little beast, what are you doing?"

Bang!

Hearing Feng Wannian's words "Little Beast", Chen Changsheng raised his leg and kicked it. He was already at the peak of the holy body, but he was unable to avoid Chen Changsheng's kick.

The whole person was kicked out and hit the stone wall and fell down. He looked at Chen Changsheng in horror and screamed: "What did you do to me? Why did my soul power be imprisoned? When did you move your hands and feet?"

Hurry!

Hearing Feng Wannian's roar, the faces of the other sects changed suddenly.

When they realized that they were all looking at Chen Changsheng like Feng Wannian, their faces turned pale, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

Chen Changsheng ignored Feng Wannian's roar.

A mind moved.

The figure of the turtle soul appeared, and a pair of mung bean eyes kept looking at the people on the ring. Chen Changsheng patted its head and smiled and said, "Little thing, this poisonous dragon is a great tonic. Should you swallow it?"

"Woooooo?"

The Turtle Soul glanced at the deadly poisonous dragon. Seeing that it was covered with abscess and stenched, he immediately shook his head hard and roared a few times with disgust.

"Oh, then you'd better kill me!" Chen Changsheng saw that the turtle soul was not interested in Feng Wannian's poisonous dragon, so he didn't care at the moment. He shook his head and ordered, and then saw the turtle soul turn into a afterimage and suddenly appear above the poisonous dragon's head.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The turtle soul raised its claws and slapped the poisonous dragon's head directly.

Only a dull sound was heard.

I saw that Feng Wannian's most proud poisonous dragon was slapped into a soul fog by the claws of the turtle soul, and disappeared on the ring in the blink of an eye. Feng Wannian, whose face was as pale as paper, looked at his poisonous dragon with a dull look at him, and was slapped into a soul fog by a turtle soul, and murmured in a trembling voice: "I... my beast soul."

"hiss!"

No one else expected that Chen Changsheng would be so cruel. He destroyed Feng Wannian's beast soul as soon as he came up. He swayed and appeared in front of him. He raised his leg and kicked it, and said coldly: "You are going to destroy our Wannian Palace?"

Puff!

Feng Wannian, whose beast soul was destroyed and his vitality was seriously injured, could not withstand Chen Changsheng's kick. He opened his mouth and sprayed a stream of blood, glared at Chen Changsheng, and said with a fierce smile: "Little beast, if you use such vicious means to plot against us, the sect leader will not let you go."

"The Master of Wanpoison?"

Chen Changsheng looked at him with interest and said sarcastically: "I remember that in addition to being a little despicable and use poisonous means, other abilities are also very common..."

"Hey……"

Seeing Chen Changsheng despising the foundation of the "Wan Poison Sect" so much, Feng Wannian laughed furiously and said, "The Sect Master has already been superb by using poison methods. Not to mention you, even the old Gu Huang, when he encounters the Sect Master, he can only throw a rat and kill me. Everyone in your Wan Beast Palace will be buried with me..."

"Is that true?" Chen Changsheng smiled and said lightly: "It just so happens that I can do something like poisoning. Why don't you comment? Is it because your Wanpo Poison Sect is more powerful or my ability is stronger? How about it?"

Bang!

Feng Wannian hasn't reacted yet.

I saw a trace of black fog suddenly flew out of Chen Changsheng's hand.

"Bastard, what kind of poison is this?" Feng Wannian was shocked and looked at Chen Changsheng in horror. There were a lot of poison pills stored in their "Wan Poison Sect", but none of them could be compared with the means used by Chen Changsheng.

A pain of ten thousand ants sucking the heart spread to him. He was used to relying on poison pills and being virtuous, but he never thought that he would have to endure the torture of poison pills for one day.
Chapter completed!