Chapter 156 Kill Mo Cheng with one punch
Xiao Yan spread his hands and asked, "What is the best way to play big?"

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Mo Cheng said: "After all, the attack is not serious, so even if you beat the opponent to death, it is normal. Is this okay with you?"

Hearing what Mo Cheng said, Xiao Yan finally couldn't help but laugh. These days, there are still people who are looking for death.

You can't blame others, Xiao Yan immediately agreed to Mo Cheng's request.

Yun Ling nodded. It would be okay even if Mo Cheng didn't kill Xiao Yan. In his eyes, Xiao Yan was already dead.

It's just a matter of where he died, but the Yunlan Sect's face must be recovered, this thing is the most important thing.

Seeing that Xiao Yan agreed to this request, Mo Cheng said, "Okay, you have courage. Come on, I'll let you go first!"

Seeing Mo Cheng laughing, Xiao Yan originally wanted him to punch him first, but this guy couldn't seize any chance.

Fa Ma asked Jia Xingtian next to him.

"Jia Lao, do you think Xiao Yan can withstand Mo Cheng's punch?"

Jia Xingtian shook his head and said, "So what if you can bear it? If you can bear this, there will be a more powerful one until you can't bear it anymore."

Mittel Tengshan and Mu Chen looked at each other, and then looked towards Xiao Yan together. This was the ending that everyone could imagine.

At this time, Fa Ma suddenly had some thoughts of cherishing talents, so he said in a small voice: "Jia Lao, this Xiao Yan is our native genius. If he is well cultivated, it is unknown whether he will be able to break through the Douzong in the future."

Jia Xingtian thought so too, but he would not offend the Yunlan Sect because of Xiao Yan, who had not yet grown up.

Xiao Yan said with some embarrassment: "Did you really let me come first? I'm afraid I'll kill you with one punch."

Mo Cheng patted his chest and said, "If I were afraid of a little brat like you, I wouldn't have to hang out in the Jia Ma Empire."

Xiao Yan really had no choice but to think that someone would rush to die, so Xiao Yan stretched out his right fist.

He looked at Mo Cheng and said, "Senior, as long as you can block my punch, I guarantee that I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Arrogant boy, today I'm going to let you know what it means to be strong. Just come and see if you can hurt me!" Mo Chengguo went to Haikou, and now he can only bite the bullet.

Xiao Yan's two pupils emitted green and yellow flames respectively. Xiao Yan didn't want to hold back on this punch, so he used [-]% of his power.

"Senior, you must take this punch well."

Mo Cheng tore off his clothes, revealing the muscles of various monsters. The Mo family was the best at this grafting technique.

So now Mo Cheng's physical strength has far surpassed that of Dou Ling, and is almost as strong as Dou Wang's. That's why he is so confident.

But when Xiao Yan actually punched, he felt regretful because the power of Xiao Yan's punch was too powerful.

"Eight extremes collapse!"

The airflow that had just calmed down around them began to spin rapidly again, blowing everyone away.

A huge fist mark hit Mo Cheng straight away, and only now did he realize how powerful Xiao Yan's punch was!
All the big guys on the high platform looked horrified, as if it was impossible for this blow to happen from a young boy.

Because Xiao Yan didn't do much in fighting when he was pretending to be Song Yi, so Jia Xingtian and the others couldn't figure out Xiao Yan's identity.

Mo Cheng shouted: "Save me!" The next second, he was completely swallowed up by Xiao Yan's fist seal.

The eldest elder of the Mo family, who was at the peak of fighting spirit, was punched into powder by Xiao Yan, and the fighting spirit in his body completely returned to the world.

Xiao Yan's punch just now completely changed everyone's view of him. After the extra punishment, he knew that Xiao Yan was fully capable of fighting a king.

Fa Ma said with some despair: "What happened during this period? Three teenage fighting kings appeared in a row. Could it be that us old guys can't keep up with the times?"

Yun Leng's face was very ugly, as if he was suffocated. He didn't expect a young man to be able to do this.

Xiao Yan raised the Xuan Zhong Ruler in the distance and was about to leave, but this time no one called to stop him, but dozens of law enforcement elders holding long swords.

They all shouted loudly, and then formed a circle, surrounding Xiao Yan and Yun Potian, blocking them in the middle.

Looking at the dozens of long swords around him, Xiao Yan also knew that the big show was finally coming.

"Wait a minute, you two, you two killed the outer elder of my Yunlan Sect, do you want to leave so easily?"

Yun Ling and the three Dou Wang elders looked at Xiao Yan and the others nervously, especially Yun Ling.

Even he couldn't see what kind of strength Xiao Yan was?
This is the most frightening thing. Although Yun Leng is a peak fighting king, he is not as energetic as these young fighting kings.

Xiao Yan naturally saw the guilty conscience of Yun Ling and others at a glance, so he said with a smile: "Are you going to violate the agreement? You are responsible for life and death. It was just decided in front of so many people. If you do this now, But he has lost his identity as the Yunlan Sect."

"Young boy, don't put a high hat on my head. You said it was a promise? Then you will see who can prove it to you. As long as you can find one, I will let you leave unscathed today." Yun said. Leng stroked his beard.

"Oh? What the Great Elder means is that you want to kill me for revenge, right?" Xiao Yan said bluntly.

Yun Ling frowned, and then explained: "It's not that serious, but you have to repent in my Yunlan Sect's ancestral land for ten years, and let me abolish your cultivation."

The demands Yun Leng said were simply crueler than killing someone, and he could even say something like a crippled person's cultivation.

However, seeing that the people on the high platform were still silent, Xiao Yan knew that the people from the Jiama Empire could not be counted on.

So Xiao Yan said: "I don't want to do what you said, and if these people want to stop me, you are too underestimated."

"Hey! You little brat, you have such a strong tone. There has never been anyone in our Yunlan Sect that we couldn't keep!" Yun Leng waved his hand.

Dozens of fighting spirit-level elders all rushed forward with their swords in hand. Yun Potian only lifted the sword half an inch from its sheath.

The swords in the hands of all the elders were broken into two pieces. They were all stunned when they looked at the broken swords in their hands.

Only then did everyone begin to notice Yun Potian next to Xiao Yan, and they did not expect that this young man was also a master.

Yun Ling stared at Yun Potian closely. The more he looked at it, the more familiar he seemed, but he couldn't care less about it at the moment.

"Elders, come with me! Capture these two thieves, and then send them to the sect master to deal with them together!"

The four fighting kings took action at the same time, Xiao Yan just smiled slightly and unfolded his fighting spirit wings from behind.

(End of this chapter)

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