Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2220
"Tch, you want to come in so soon, I don't agree." Han Ling'er said rather annoyed.

"Uh, this has nothing to do with you, and it doesn't have any effect on you." Mo Xian said helplessly. It was not easy for him to pass through the other disciples before, and at this moment his ears were still buzzing from the shock. It kept buzzing.

"Who said it doesn't matter, you came in so soon, where do you want me to save face." Han Ling'er said as a matter of course.

Facing Han Linger's divine logic, Mo Xian really couldn't find anything to say, and he didn't understand why the other party always wanted to make trouble with him since he didn't offend Han Linger.

But the rules are like this, and he has no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Hey, there's a good show to watch." The other disciples of the Northern Wilderness Palace stopped one after another, their faces full of interest, and they did not choose to make a comeback.

Mo Xian had actually rushed out of their attack just now, and with Han Linger leading the team at this time, it would be too bullying for them to attack again.

"Let's do it!" Han Ling'er waved her small hand, and then the people he brought were all gearing up.

"Junior Brother, I've offended you." These people clasped their fists at Mo Xian one after another, and then launched an attack.

"Wow..."

Dao Dao Yuan force tore through the air, and the momentum was astonishing.

Obviously, they all already knew Mo Xian's strength, and they didn't hold back much when they moved.

Mo Xian was surprised at the time, how much enmity he had with himself.

Seeing that those attacks were about to hit him, he immediately turned around and fled in a hurry, but he was still hit by several attacks, and the blood in his body immediately churned.

These people were obviously stronger than the previous disciples as soon as they made a move, and it was naturally more difficult for him to pass.

But anyway, there are not many people, and he believes that he can find a chance to pass.

"Boom..."

Attacks whizzed out one after another, either missing or hitting.

And Mo Xian was like a poor mouse crossing the street, fleeing in embarrassment, although he felt aggrieved, he couldn't make a move.

According to the rules, he only had to be beaten.

It is said that this can increase the relationship between brothers and sisters and allow new disciples to integrate faster.

He didn't understand this at all, and I'm afraid it would only increase the contradiction.

Hearing the tooth-piercing crashing sound, the disciples of the Northern Wilderness Hall all around seemed to have been slapped with chicken blood, and they almost cheered for joy.

"Actually, I'm very soft-hearted. As long as you say something nice, maybe I'll let you pass when I'm happy?" Han Ling'er said with a light smile.

Hearing this, the corner of Mo Xian's mouth couldn't help twitching, this Han Ling'er was clearly here to find fault.

"Let's forget it. In comparison, I can accept being beaten more."

"Cut, I don't know good or bad." Han Ling'er snorted softly, and said, "Hey, haven't you eaten? This guy is new, and you can't handle it. Use your full strength."

Hearing this, everyone was a little helpless.

With so many of them, it would be shameless to deal with Mo Xian alone, but they still have to use all their strength?
But Han Ling'er spoke, and they had nothing to do, otherwise they would be like Mo Xian in the future, with little shoes.

They looked at each other helplessly, and then their aura suddenly began to soar. Although none of them were direct disciples, among ordinary disciples, their strengths were clearly at the top.

Even if there is only one one-star Wuzong among them, Mo Xian can't attack.

Under such restrictions, Mo Xian suddenly felt the pressure increase sharply.

However, he is not a good stubbler, he uses all his strength to stimulate the energy, and there is a liquid-like thunder arc surging on the surface of his body, giving people an indestructible feeling.

"This guy has some skills!" Everyone looked at each other, and a hint of excitement flashed in the depths of their eyes.

Obviously, they were also aroused to be competitive. If Mo Xian was allowed to break through smoothly when Mo Xian was unable to attack, then they would not have to mess around.

And the so-called question of going through the motions has obviously been left behind by them.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the electric light on Mo Xian's body trembled unceasingly, and his figure also retreated violently. If he hadn't forcibly clasped the ground with his hands and palms, he would have been blasted out of the square directly, and started all over again. up.

"Brothers, do you need to be so serious? Did I offend you?" Mo Xian shook his numb arms. How could it be a passing thing for others, and it would be so difficult after he came here?
"Junior Brother, there is nothing we can do." Everyone said helplessly, and they all glanced at Han Ling'er quietly.

"Well, I'm unlucky!" Mo Xian had no choice but to continue working hard.

Fortunately, everyone has a sense of proportion. Although he seems to be beaten in a mess, it is actually just a few skin traumas.

After a period of time, Mo Xian exhausted all his strengths and finally approached the other end slowly, but he was also beaten with a black nose and a swollen face.

"This guy has a really stubborn temper." Han Ling'er pouted her lips and muttered to herself.

Originally, she just wanted to join in the fun and let Mo Xian see her charisma, but she didn't think about how to embarrass Mo Xian.

She didn't realize at all that she was already in trouble.

"boom!"

After Mo Xian savagely knocked a senior brother into the air, he looked around vigilantly.

At this time, the others had relaxed the encirclement of him, and it was an excellent time for him to break through.

Without any hesitation, he rushed over quickly.

At this time, a senior brother stopped in front of him.

"Oh..." Han Ling'er originally thought that Mo Xian was about to succeed, so she stomped her feet angrily. Seeing someone standing in front of Mo Xian, she immediately said, "Quick, stop him."

"Senior Brother, I've offended you!" Mo Xian grinned, and a thunderbolt suddenly shot up from his body, and he directly bumped into him.

The brother who stopped Mo Xian opened his eyes wider and wider, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, obviously feeling a little guilty.

And the moment Mo Xian was about to bump into him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he dodged away, actually escaping.

"What are you doing, I'm so mad!" Seeing such a scene, Han Linger's face flushed with anger.

Mo Xian hasn't given up yet, which makes her mess around in the future.

"Little sister, look at him, he's as fierce as a monster, how can I stop him." The man who just stepped aside explained with a mournful face.

The others also stopped at this time, after all, it was impossible for them to stop Mo Xian.

In fact, they didn't want to embarrass Mo Xian, after all, they would never look up and down.

At this time, Mo Xian passed the test smoothly, and it meant that neither of them offended them.

Looking at the edge of the square, Mo Xian was also a little excited. As long as he stepped out, he would become a true disciple of Beihuang Hall.

However, just when he was about to take a step forward, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him as fast as lightning, and he could not help but say that it was a punch.

Under this punch, the space was distorted in an instant, and before the huge force arrived, Mo Xian felt a burst of pain all over his body.

"boom!"

Unable to guard against it, Mo Xian was hit straight, and his figure flew straight out, crossed half of the square, and fell heavily to the ground.

(End of this chapter)