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Chapter 1267 Sun Mo went wild, and the corpse was on the spot!

"Teacher, one person is responsible for the work, so don't worry about me!"

As Xuanyuan Po spoke, he passed Sun Mo, walked towards him, and shouted at the chief referee: "If anything happens, come to me. It has nothing to do with my teacher!"

Snapped!

Sun Mo grabbed Xuanyuan Po's shoulders and pulled him behind him.

"When has it been your turn as a child here to speak?"

Sun Mo scolded: "Go back!"

"I'm an adult!"

Although Xuanyuan Po said something back, his heart felt warm because he knew that the teacher was protecting him.

Why!

Li Ziqi sighed deeply in her heart. She knew that the teacher would not give up on Xuanyuan Po, but to be honest, seeing this scene, she felt a sense of relief and admiration deep in her heart.

A teacher is not the kind of person who gives up teaching students for the sake of his own future.

"teacher!"

Lu Zhiruo panicked.

"Now we're in trouble!"

Qin Yaoguang pinched his eyebrows.

The Holy Sect never tolerates the dark species. If Sun Mo wants to protect Xuanyuan Po, he will have to face the entire world of famous teachers.

Why can’t the Holy Sect tolerate dark species?

Because their parents were famous teachers who made mistakes and were exiled by the Holy Sect. Who would believe that they don't hate the Holy Sect?

Another point is that these dark species have powerful innate magical powers. If they have been in the Dark Continent all the time, they will go to Kyushu and pass on the family line. If future generations inherit this magical power, won't they become more and more powerful? Will they be born?

A powerful family?

The bosses of the Holy Sect will never allow this kind of thing.

Because the birth of a big family means sharing some of the benefits.

The chief referee flicked his sleeves and shouted bluntly: "Sun Mo, don't be so shameless and openly defend a dark species. What are your intentions?"

This statement also frightened the other referees. They looked at the chief referee in confusion. Why did you say these three words?

Are you afraid that no one in the world will know?

"What is the dark species?"

"It seems like something bad?"

"Anyway, there's a good show to watch!"

The audience did not expect that the situation would change like this, and their ears pricked up for a moment, fearing that they would miss a word.

"What's wrong with the dark species? He has neither broken any laws nor done anything morally reprehensible, but he is going to be arrested and killed just because he is a dark species?"

Sun Mo asked.

"Yes, the dark species are all descendants of criminals, and they are not good people at heart."

The referee insisted.

"Then the descendants of the prisoner don't deserve to live anymore, so why not kill them all!"

Sun Mo retorted: "You can't blame someone's mistakes on their children!"

"Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and the mouse's son can make holes!"

The chief referee roared: "And your example is wrong. The dark ones are more hateful than criminals. Damn it, they are the source of social unrest."

Although the referees also felt that the chief referee's words were too overbearing and arrogant, they still supported the execution of all dark species.

If you die, there will be no future troubles, but if you live, you will have risks.

"Master Sun, it is not easy for you to accumulate the fame you have now, and you will at least achieve the status of sub-sage in the future. Don't miss your future for a dark species!"

An old man spoke with sincerity.

"That's right, if you give up a dark species that everyone can kill, everyone will understand your difficulties and it won't affect your reputation."

A big boss said that he was still thinking about Sun Mo's air-controlling spirit pattern. If something happened to this guy, how could he still fly?

So even if you are going to die, you still have to tattoo me with the flying spirit pattern.

Some people tried to persuade him, but others naturally tried to push him away. After all, there were many famous teachers who were dissatisfied with Sun Mo. Now that they had caught the opportunity to add insult to injury, they would definitely want to kill him with all their strength.

"Sun Mo, don't think that because you have become a six-star, a spiritual pattern master, and have the hand of God, you have the qualifications to challenge the Holy Sect!"

A middle-aged man sneered and sneered: "Killing the dark species is a law made by the sages and famous teachers tens of thousands of years ago. Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to disobey?"

The common people didn't know what the Dark Seed was, but when they heard that this was the decision of the sages, they felt that Sun Mo had no regard for the overall situation.

You are a timid lover, but you should also have principles.

"You forgot to mention one less title, I'm still the Grand Master of Weapon Refining!"

Sun Mo retorted: "And who do you think you are? When this famous teacher is arguing with the referees, when will it be the turn of a novice like you to interrupt?"

"Who are you calling a rookie?"

The middle-aged man was furious: "I am a six-star!"

"Dare I ask you this year?"

Sun Mo pouted.

"Well!"

The middle-aged man's face immediately turned the color of pig liver because he understood what Sun Mo meant.

"No matter how you look at it, you should be older than me, right?"

Sun Mo scolded: "But you actually have the same star rating as me? Have you been living like a dog for decades?"

"If you have the nerve to educate me here without shame, why don't you go home and study to become a star and improve your connotation!"

"you……"

The middle-aged man was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "I want to duel with you!"

"Lao Zhang, calm down!"

Several friends around the middle-aged man advised me.

Not to mention this Master Zhang, every one of the Master Masters present felt very embarrassed. They wanted to tell Sun Mo that someone like you only comes out once every ten thousand years.

If you get the title of six-star famous teacher at the age of 100, you can still play for a long time, okay?

But Sun Mo is also a great master in weapon refining?

Isn't this too strong?

"Duel? Great!"

Sun Mo smiled ferociously: "The kind of person who decides the outcome and decides life and death, do you dare?"

"Gudong!"

Master Zhang swallowed a sip of saliva. To be honest, he didn't dare, but now tens of thousands of people were staring at him in the square. If he gave in, his reputation would be ruined.

"Come on, who's afraid of whom?"

Gan Li Niang, I try hard, but I still don’t believe it. You have already achieved two Grand Masters, and you still have time to practice? I can definitely blow your head off.

"Sun Mo, fifth level of Thousand Life Realm, please give me some advice!"

Sun Mo performed the ceremony.

"What?"

Master Zhang blinked his eyes, his face was confused, his heart was panic, and there was a buzzing in his ears.

Did I hear it wrong?

How come you are the same as me at this level?

You know, I am one hundred and fifty years old, and it really feels like I have lived like a dog.

There were whispers all around, and countless shocked and amazed eyes were focused on Sun Mo, looking at this young man who was too young.

"Exercise the ceremony!"

Sun Mo urged.

"Zhang...Zhang Zechun, fifth level of Thousand Life Realm!"

Normally, when Zhang Zechun reaches this level, he would be full of a sense of superiority, because his cultivation speed is also very fast, but at this time, he was embarrassed and wanted to find a gap in the ground to get in.

To be honest, Zhang Zechun didn't want to fight in his heart.

Because judging from the techniques used by Sun Mo's direct disciples, Sun Mo's actual combat ability is absolutely outstanding.

"Nima, I'm out of my mind too, why do you want to ask for a fight?"

Zhang Zechun looked at the chief referee covertly, and then looked at several familiar famous teachers nearby.

Why don't you give me any advice?

Then I just went with the flow and climbed down the stairs.

In an instant, Zhang Zechun understood.

These guys were also curious about how powerful Sun Mo was and wanted to see for themselves that they were being treated as a guinea pig.

"can we start?"

Sun Mo asked angrily.

"But...it's okay!"

As soon as Zhang Zechun finished speaking, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. A figure had appeared in front of him, and then he was punched hard.

call!

The strong wind blew against my face, with such force that it was like being blown by a Category 13 hurricane again, and my hair would be pulled out.

Buddha’s fist is invincible!

Sun Mo attacked fiercely.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Zhang Zechun didn't dare to fight hard, but even if he defended with all his strength, he only received three punches before he felt that his arm bones were about to break.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Zhang Zechun used his body skills and quickly retreated, trying to distance himself. He saw that Sun Mo had murderous intentions, and was obviously preparing to use himself as a sacrifice flag to frighten the others.

This won't work!

Although I can't stand up anymore, I can still use my fingers. After all, the world is so big and there are so many beauties waiting for me to see.

Sun Mo stood still and did not move, but violent spiritual energy surged out from his body, forming an angry-faced arhat, wielding a heavy fist like a garden rockery, and struck Zhang Zechun on the body.

"My nanny..."

Zhang Zechun couldn't curse, but his internal organs were severely damaged by the Arhat's beating, and a mouthful of blood spurted out like peach blossoms.

"me……"

Zhang Zechun wanted to admit defeat, and he stopped resisting. He stepped back and stepped off the ring.

I've given up, so he won't still be chasing me, right?

Zhang Zechun thought very well, but a cold voice came from behind him.

"You what?"

"What?"

Zhang Zechun was shocked, why did he go behind me? No, who is that Sun Mo in front?

Is this a clone?

But why is it so realistic?

They can even keep up with Qingtian Academy’s school-defining magical power, the Great Universe Wuxiang Magic.

Zhang Zechun never had a chance to figure it out, because Sun Mo punched him in the head.

Wow!

White brain matter mixed with blood splashed out, creating a cruel picture on the ground.

"Who else?"

Sun Mo looked around: "You want to fight me to the death?"

boom!

Along with the sound of corpses hitting the ring, the entire scene fell silent, and then, the sound of gasping for air could be heard.

Damn it, Sun Mo kills people too quickly, right?

To be honest, many people haven’t seen clearly what happened!

Why did Zhang Zechun die in the blink of an eye?

I really didn't even notice that he was ugly.

"No wonder Sun Mo's disciples are so good. With such an awesome teacher, if students can't learn anything, they might as well find a river and commit suicide!"

The elders who had children looked at Sun Mo with their eyes shining, really wanting him to be their children's teacher!

"Sun Mo, you are so lawless!"

The chief referee scolded: "You kill someone in anger, do you still have the magnanimity and magnanimity of a famous teacher?"

"If you don't kill someone in a life-and-death fight, how about playing house?"

Sun Mo looked at the chief referee and activated the Divine Insight, but it showed an unknown target. Although he couldn't see the rank, Sun Mo didn't care.

"If you are not convinced, let's have a fight?"

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