I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

Thousandth the first three hundred and fifty-three chapters

Kunpeng looked at this disciple, a member of the ranks of gods, his cultivation level was six, and then looking at the rank he was in, there were more than five hundred people, all of them seemed to be disciples of the gods.

He couldn’t help being taken aback.

When they met Ge Hong and Wu You in the Shushan League before, they said that Maoshan had three hundred disciples of the gods. In the past few months, they have grown to five hundred. The speed at which they can improve their cultivation is very fast.

The disciple who challenged Ge Hong slowly walked towards the high platform, and when he came under the high platform, he flashed around, flew up to the ring, hugged Ge Hong instead of bowing, indicating that he did not regard Ge Hong as the head at this time.

“Head, the disciple just wants to test your strength, not to challenge, and the disciple has never thought of being the head, the disciple knows that he doesn’t have that strength, and he can’t convince others.”

Ge Hong nodded: “All those who come to challenge, as long as they can defeat Poor Dao, are eligible to participate in the leadership competition. Now, your cultivation base is at the sixth level of the gods, and the poor ninth level, higher than you, and you are a challenge. Yeah, you can do it first.”

His tone was full of self-confidence, but there was no arrogance, but the disciple was a little dazed: “Head, are you already at the ninth level of the gods? So, that, that disciple still doesn’t challenge.”

With that said, he was about to fly off the ring.

But he suddenly discovered that this ring was very strange, and he couldn’t leave even after flying a few times.

Kunpeng said at this time: “Since you dare to take the stage to challenge, you can finish this game. Whether you win or lose, you must have a beginning and an end. Besides, who said that the sixth level of the gods cannot defeat the 9th level of the gods? For the fifth level of Qi, and the two female ring masters, their cultivation is also the fifth level of Qi. Could it be that they dare not defend the ring?”

“Make a move.” Ge Hong said again.

At this time, no matter how stupid the first disciple came to challenge, he understood that the weirdness on this ring was caused by either Ge Hong or Kun Peng overhead.

They have formed a special barrier. If you want to let you in, let it in, and if you don’t let you go out, you can’t go out.

Guicai believes that Kunpeng’s cultivation is at the fifth level of Qi Tier, which deterred the audience yesterday, and today may weave such an awesome enchantment. With this kind of strength, it is impossible for him to do it himself, not to mention the cultivation of the mid-level aura.

But he can’t get out now, so he can only bite the bullet and hold another fist towards Ge Hong: “Then please show mercy to the head!”

As soon as he finished speaking, no matter whether Ge Hong was ready or not, he suddenly flashed his figure at an extremely fast speed, pierced out a sword with a strong light of spiritual power, and tried to kill Ge Hong with a single blow.

Kun Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, this kid must be a disciple who refused to accept the head.

Ge Hong just looked at the sword faintly, and when the light of spiritual power was about to hit his face, he leaned back, avoiding the blade and spiritual power, and slapped his waist at the same time.

The speed of this palm does not seem to be slow, but there is only a weak light of spiritual power, and the palm wind does not even scream, giving people a soft feeling, completely unlike the palm power of a person with a ninth-level cultivation base. .

But in the next instant, the disciple who challenged him quickly arched his back and ejected out of the ring. His hands, feet and hair were too late to keep up with the ejected back, forming a piece of cuttlefish, flying out of the ring as a whole, and his sword fell on the ring with a bang. After a few flicks, he stopped moving.