Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 805 bullying the small with the big
On the periphery of the battle arena, there are tens of millions of troops with fierce eyes and bloodthirsty all over their bodies.

Above the heads of these armies, mighty aura surged, one after another of auras were like dragons and dragons, entrenched together, just looking at it from a distance would make countless people tremble with fear.

Looking from a distance, it was dark and dense, and all the existences on the battlefield were shocked by this iron-blooded army.

There are many martial masters among them, but after seeing these large armies, it is difficult to give birth to a heart of resistance.

After seeing this scene, some people with other thoughts obediently took it back and found a seat to sit down.

The number is constantly increasing, 100 million, 500 million, 1000 million.

Qin Mo, who was sitting on the Nine Dragons Chaotian Seat, suddenly stood up, and said in a deep voice, "Come with me to meet the honored guest."

In the distance, there are twelve long lightning bolts coming, and they arrive in an instant.

With a smile on the corner of Qin Mo's mouth, he went up to greet him, followed by a group of wives and his son.

Inside that horse are twelve martial masters, male and female, old and young, each followed by a few disciples with extraordinary bearing, these twelve martial masters are all the heads of the hidden sect.

"Emperor Qin is so majestic."

One of them sneered, his tone was a bit sour, and this kind of powerful scene was what they wanted.

"Hehe, everyone's mountain gate is also extraordinary, with a myriad of phenomena, I am also yearning for it."

These words are naked covetousness, these sect masters are extremely angry, but thinking of Qin Zhengtian, the great demon king, they can't help but look around.

After not seeing him, he was relieved.

"Everyone, please take a seat."

The twelve masters flicked their sleeves and sat in the front seats.

Not long after, Xu Fengyun from the Zhengyi sect and more than 20 other hidden sects also arrived.

After some chatting and asking each other, everyone sat down, whether it was true or false, everyone knew it well.

The demonic energy was so powerful that it covered half of the sky, and a powerful demonic power spread in all directions, and the figure of Zhenjun Wuji appeared immediately, followed by two disciples behind him.

True Monarch Wuji glanced coldly across the entire battle arena, what he saw made his pupils shrink, and when he finally looked at Qin Mo, his heart skipped a beat.

Seeing Qin Mo more than half a year ago, True Monarch Wuji could still see his depth.

But now, in his eyes, Qin Mo's whole body was covered in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see his true face.

"Impossible!" True Monarch Wuji couldn't accept this fact: "He must have used some kind of secret treasure to cover his aura."

Qin Mo said with a smile: "Zhenjun Wuji, long time no see, you are still the same."

"You!" Zhenjun Wuji was about to vomit blood, and then sneered again and again: "What's the point of speaking quickly, no matter what you do, it will be a waste of effort after all."

Qin Mo made a gesture of invitation: "It's too early to draw conclusions about the outcome, Zhenjun, please take a seat."

"Humph!"

Master Wuji snorted coldly, and walked towards the front seat.

The two handsome disciples behind him looked at Qin Luomo and the others with eyes full of fighting spirit, and one of them spoke.

"Your Excellency, Emperor Qin, I heard that each of your ten sons is extremely extraordinary. We really want to learn a thing or two."

"Okay." Qin Mo nodded: "Young people are awesome, I don't know which one of you two you want to challenge."

"Emperor Qin's tenth son, Qin Yifan!"

The two spoke at the same time, and a look of triumph in the depths of their eyes flashed in the depths of their eyes.

Who in the mainland now doesn't know that Qin Mo's tenth son is a mortal body, who has cultivated in the Kunxu secret realm for 15 years, and the outside world has not broken through to the seal of life and death for more than half a year.

It is not an exaggeration to say that such a qualification is a waste.

Not far away, the corner of the seated Zhenjun Wuji's mouth pulled a trace of sarcasm, all of this was naturally ordered by him, in order to attack Qin Mo in front of the world.

Sure enough, millions of strong people could naturally hear their conversations, and they all showed interest, wanting to see how Qin Mo would respond.

Qin Mo's wives and Qin Yifan's nine brothers were extremely angry when they heard this.

Although the old ten is not outstanding in martial arts, he is well-behaved and sensible. The nine brothers love him very much. How can he stand being insulted in front of the heroes of the world.

"You two, my younger brother is still young, why don't you let me compete with you one or two." Qin Luomo said first: "I can give you a hand."

"Let me do it, these two look very weak, I can let you have both feet and one hand." Qin Baichuan said immediately.

The nine elder brothers spoke one after another, all expressing that they wanted to compete with the two of them, the understatement in their words, and the contempt that they did not take them seriously made the two of them tremble with anger.

However, Zhenjun Wuji's two apprentices were also very thick-skinned, no matter what they said, they all insisted that they would compete with Qin Yifan.

"Okay, I promise you."

Qin Yifan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The nine elder brothers were even more anxious, and tried to persuade him one after another. Given his current cultivation level of Yuanshiyin, the other party could kill him ten times or eight times with just a single breath.

"Once a word is said, it is hard to follow up, and you can't go back on what you said!"

The two were overjoyed, and quickly opened their mouths, for fear that Qin Yifan would regret it.

Qin Mo didn't say anything to stop this, but said to Qin Yifan.

"I only allow you to make one shot, otherwise you will beat these two children to death, and Zhenjun will lose face."

"Father, I see."

Zhenjun Wuji's two apprentices blushed, being so ignored by Qin Mo made them feel humiliated.

But for Qin Mo, they didn't dare to make mistakes, so they transferred all their grievances to Qin Yifan. The two of them had already made up their minds to kill him as soon as they made a move!

As for the consequences?Naturally, their master will take care of it.

Qin Yifan stepped forward, but his immature face was full of seriousness, with the appearance of a little adult: "I don't want to bully you either, you two go up together."

"Your Excellency Emperor Qin, this is what your son requested."

The two looked at Qin Mo and said through gritted teeth.

Qin Mo nodded: "Then the two of you will go up together, my son can take care of little people like you."

Qin Mo's words were like sharp thorns piercing into their hearts. They were only in their 20s, and they were already in the realm of martial masters. Wherever they went in the past, they were not admired by thousands of people. When have they ever been so despised?
At this time, they were out of anger, roared, and used their strongest moves to kill Qin Yifan.

Qin Luomo and the other nine brothers had anxious faces, and they were about to step forward to block them, but Qin Mo stopped them.

"It's okay, trust your brother."

(End of this chapter)