Xue Ziyi was a little disgusted. This man's words were becoming more and more outrageous.
Xue Ziyi simply sat next to Qin Luo. The man looked at Qin Luo and found that both Master Dingyuan and Lao Liu were very humble towards Qin Luo. Obviously Qin Luo was the one with the highest status among them.
The man chuckled: "Boy, just wait and see how I deal with that young man. When the time comes, you will beg me to take this woman in."
Master Ding Yuan looked on and frowned. Needless to say, this man was obviously a practitioner and knew the true purpose of the Gathering of Immortals.
Some practitioners come to this world and find that compared to other worlds, it is simply a paradise. A little bit of cultivation can make them run rampant, so their minds become active. Master Ding Yuan is not like this, relying on a little bit of cultivation
Because, he became a master, attracted much attention, and could enjoy it by the way.
This man was obviously interested in Xue Ziyi and wanted to take it for himself.
But he didn't know whether to live or die, and he actually targeted the Demon Lord. Isn't this looking for death?
Master Dingyuan wanted to say something, Qin Luo waved his hand, smiled at the man and said: "Oh, then I want to see what you are capable of."
The man sneered and leaned back in his chair: "You don't understand what real strength is."
The middle-aged man on the stage could no longer stand the stern-faced young man in front of him. He took a step forward and said with a smile: "It seems that I have to replace your family and teach you what is so high and mighty."
He takes a step forward, spreads his hands, and raises his hands, showing the style of an expert.
The young man clasped his hands behind his back and said, "You can come, if you can touch the corner of my clothes, I will lose."
The middle-aged man's face turned red: "Good boy, I won't touch the corner of your clothes. If I want to hit you, I'll hit you in the face."
The middle-aged man rushed forward as he spoke, trying to knock the young man down with one move. He was extremely fast, and he was indeed a master for many years. At this time, he was deliberately showing off. Although he didn't make a killing move, he had already used all his kung fu.
Seeing that he had rushed in front of the young man, he suddenly saw the young man sneer.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt something bad. When he looked at the young man again, he saw that his body swayed and went around behind him.
Hearing a snap, the middle-aged man felt his face burning. He rolled on the ground and barely managed to escape half a step.
Everyone in the audience was shocked. A young man looked ordinary, but at this time he used such methods to beat a middle-aged man until he was unable to fight back.
The middle-aged man rolled on the spot and hurriedly looked for the young man's shadow, but there was no shadow of him on the stage at all.
The middle-aged man's apprentice shouted in the audience: "Behind, Master, behind you!"
The middle-aged man turned around hastily, but the young man followed him like a shadow. No matter how he looked for him, he still couldn't see the young man's figure, but at the same time he felt a chill on his back, as if he was being watched.
He gritted his teeth and pulled out his hand, but his wrist was grabbed directly, and then he felt as if his body was out of control and he was pulled up directly.
His wrist seemed to have been crushed by someone, and before he knew it, he saw the ground hitting him at an unprecedented speed.
In the eyes of others, it was another scene. The middle-aged people were very fast, but the speed of the young people was even weirder. The middle-aged people couldn't touch them at all. Now they are even mentioned by the young people, like
Throw it directly towards the countertop like a rag.
There was only a bang, and the middle-aged man hit the ring firmly, making a hole directly on the stage.
The middle-aged man's apprentice hurriedly ran up, but the young man stood next to the middle-aged man.
The disciple didn't dare to step forward at all.
Now the strength displayed by others is far superior to that of middle-aged people. This is no longer crushing. The contemptuous attitude seems to be looking at another species.
Xue Ziyi was also stunned by the scene in front of him. This young man's technique, let alone a master who has become famous and has a family, is too evil even for ordinary people. The speed and power are simply out of this world.
Xue Ziyi probably understood what Qin Luo meant by showing her a new world.
The man sitting next to him stood up: "It's just some low-level skills, I haven't taken action yet!"
The young man on the stage looked at the two apprentices of the middle-aged man and said coldly: "Your master is dead. Don't think about revenge. You will never have a chance. Go back and be your charlatan. What else can you do?"
Can survive."
The young man then stepped back and let the middle-aged man's two apprentices carry the middle-aged man away.
The two apprentices had a look of humiliation in their eyes, which made other people in the audience sigh and feel deep fear.
The young man on the stage had his hands behind his back, as if he was just dismissing a child.
The people who originally came to the gathering of immortals to make some money now just want to leave here as soon as possible. They want to invite real immortals. For mortals like me to compete with them, it is simply asking for death.
The young man looked at the host on the stage and said with a smile: "Can I go in now?"
The man standing next to Qin Luo stood up: "Wait a minute!"
He walked towards the ring step by step: "Since it is a competition, Wen Wu is first and Wu Wu is second. You have finished loading your pen, what should others do?"
The man said and walked up to the young man. The young man narrowed his eyes and then laughed: "It seems that I have met a fellow disciple, but I don't know whether I am a demon or a fairy."
The man burst out laughing: "I want to know too. The beating just now was unpleasant and I couldn't see anything clearly. Now I want to try it myself."
The two sides have taken a stance and are about to take action.
Everyone in the audience, who had already lost their momentum, turned their attention to the stage again when they saw someone actually challenging the young man.
As for their conversation, some people didn't hear it clearly, and those who heard it clearly didn't understand it either.
However, Qin Luo and Master Ding Yuan understood clearly that the practitioners who came to participate in the Immortal Gathering Conference would not only be disciples of the Demon Palace. If someone from the Immortal Sect also came to this world, they would also come to stir up the situation.
Neither side is sure of the other party's details, so they can only see the truth behind their hands.
The two looked at each other. The young man did not dare to underestimate the man opposite him, but the man smiled and did not forget to wink at Xue Ziyi in the audience. It seemed to mean, "Watch my brother perform for you."
Both sides were guarding against the other's attack. Although they seemed to be walking leisurely, their auras were fully activated, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped to freezing point in an instant.
Suddenly, the man took the lead and rushed towards the young man with a fist like a stray bullet. Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man stepped back directly.
There was just a bang, and a hole was made in the ring by a man's fist. Now everyone was not calm. What kind of method is this? Is it beating a cow across a mountain?
The young man took half a step back, and before the man could stop, he suddenly jumped up, four or five meters away, as if someone had dragged him directly to the sky with a rope.
Now everyone is rubbing their eyes, this is no longer something humans can do.
The young man did not stay in the air, but suddenly turned around and swatted the man on the stage with both hands.
A strong wind blew around, as if a young man's palm fell from the sky, causing a hurricane to hang around.
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The man turned around, jumped away, and then pounced on the young man. The two sides exchanged more than ten moves, one on top and the other on the bottom.
These moves are no longer understandable to ordinary people. The moves are extremely fast and the changes cannot be seen clearly. The two sides have become fighting gods.
The middle-aged disciples who had been resentful towards the young man just now were ashen-faced when they saw this scene.
I will never have such an ability in my life. Others feel like they are dreaming, and scenes that even the special effects in movies dare not depict are happening right in front of my eyes.
At this time, the confrontation between the man and the young man was not over yet. The young man fell from the air, and the man grabbed the huge pillar next to him and threw it directly.
The foothold that one person was holding was carved from a single piece of stone. Not to mention one person, even ten people might not be able to hold it, but the man grabbed it and threw it out like trash.
The huge pillar came crashing down, and the young man was completely in the shadow.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, if they were hit, they would vomit blood on the spot.
The young man suddenly twisted his body, raised his foot and threw it left and right, kicking the pillar into two pieces. Two stones fell directly to the ground, making a big crater and rolling aside.
Now everyone moved back, fearing that the gods would fight and mortals would suffer.
The man also jumped up and suddenly slapped the young man with his palm. The young man had no time to dodge and was about to be hit by the man.
Xue Ziyi couldn't help but clenched his fists, and Master Lao Liu and Ding Yuan also watched with fascination.
The cultivation level of these two people is beyond their imagination.
Qin Luo tapped his fingers on the table: "That mustache is going to lose."
The mustache Qin Luo mentioned was the man. Xue Ziyi looked at Qin Luo: "How do you know?"
Qin Luo smiled, but said nothing.
At this time, the man's palm was already in front of the young man's eyes. The young man took a few steps back and followed a chapter. The two palms met and they began to compete for spiritual energy.
There was a smile on the man's face. He came to this world earlier and had another chance. Now that his cultivation has reached the first level, no one can be faster than him.
But his face immediately darkened because he felt the young man's more surging aura.
The spiritual energy was surging, and there were signs of backlash.
The man's eyes widened: "You...you are an immortal..."
The young man sneered and suddenly took a step forward, forcing the man to retreat step by step. The man felt a burst of spiritual energy that penetrated his internal organs. He spat out a mouthful of blood and followed him to the ground.
Master Dingyuan could hear it clearly, and he looked at Qin Luo.
This young man turned out to be a member of the Immortal Sect. Now someone from the Immortal Sect has actually sneaked in and is so powerful.
Qin Luo looked at the young man on the stage with a smile. He looked at the man on the ground and slowly raised his hand.
The man knelt down directly on the ground and said, "Sir, please spare my life, Your Majesty, please spare your life."
The young man sneered: "It's too late to beg for mercy now."
The host on the stage stood up and said with a smile: "Good trick, sir. Now you can go in. As for this one, we will make appropriate arrangements."
As he said this, someone lifted the man down. The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at the calm-faced people on the stage, and finally nodded.
The host on the stage shouted to the audience: "Who else is willing to challenge? This is the last chance."
There may be some people in the audience who want to step forward, but they don't dare to step forward after seeing the young man's attitude.