My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　Suddenly a voice sounded.

　　"This hall, I want to come off and play!" A young man in a golden robe and all the best earth tools said loudly.

　　Breath, it is the late Lunhai Realm.

　　"Tsk tsk, why is this guy here?"

　　"Shh, stay away, you won't be offended!"

　　"Hehe, these war slaves are finished!"

　　……

　　Many viewers looked sideways. After seeing this young man, they all bowed their heads and did not dare to read more.

　　Because the background of this young man is too great!

　　Big to suffocate!

　　On the robe of the youth, there are three big characters!

　　Temple of Heaven!

　　Just like the existence of the peak of Tiandan, you dare to call the Holy Land!

　　Any sect or power that adds the word God only represents one possibility!

　　This sect or power has an ancestor of the gods!

　　The young man is the direct descendant of the ancestor of the Tianshen Temple, also known as the descendant of the gods, Yan Jun.

　　When Yan Jun was less than [-] years old, he stepped into the late stage of the Lunhai realm. The speed of this cultivation base is terrifying!

　　"Boom!" The young Yan Jun leaped into the air and landed in the arena.

　　The thirteen war slaves glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of deep despair.

　　"Huh? Why don't you do it, court death!"

　　"Damn, you actually soiled the shoes of this hall when you attacked, go to hell!"

　　"Why don't you dare to look up at this hall, you made this hall angry! Go to hell!"

　　……

　　Yan Jun speaks domineeringly, if the slave does not attack, he will be shot to death by Yan Jun!

　　The slave attack will anger Yan Jun and be killed for unimaginable reasons!

　　Even if the slaves kneel on the ground and dare not look up, they will be killed!

　　Soon, only the grandfather and grandson of the thirteen war slaves died.

　　The old man of the human race seemed to know how to deal with Yan Jun, so he deliberately showed his weakness and then took Yan Jun's attack, and was beaten again and again horribly.

　　At the same time, the old human race was broken by Yan Jun, but he had to swallow the blood forcibly, daring not to splash on Yan Jun's clothes, so as not to arouse Yan Jun's anger.

　　"Hahaha, not bad! This target is very comfortable to hit!"

　　"Get up, don't die, if you don't get up, this hall will kill you!"

　　"Very good, let's eat this temple again!"

　　……

　　Yan Jun beat the old man very comfortably and happily. Time and time again, he beat the old man frantically.

　　The old man was already seriously injured, but after being beaten by Yan Jun, the injury became more and more serious, and it was almost impossible to get up several times.

　　But after seeing the half-demon child out of the corner of the old man's eyes, he still stood up resolutely, shaking his body, and stood up again.

　　"Grandpa!!!" The half-demon child finally couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out with the breath of the peak of the spirit vein, and he was about to rush up to help.

　　"Don't come here!" The old man shouted loudly, his expression extremely terrifying!

　　"Hahaha, old man, if you can give me three more hits, I will spare your grandson's life!" Yan Jun smiled satisfied when he saw this scene.

　　"Okay..." The old man stood up tremblingly.

　　"Void Fist!!!" Yan Jun raised his hand, and it was a huge fist that turned into an illusion, hitting the old man directly!

　　"Pfft!" The old man vomited blood, his sternum was broken several times, and he was blasted hundreds of meters before he landed.

　　The old man's cultivation is only half a step at the sea level.

　　"Get up, if you die, I will trample your grandson to death!" Yan Jun said with his hands on his hips, extremely dissatisfied.

　　"Don't...I...I'll get up..." The old man could already feel the breath of death surrounding his ears, but after hearing Yan Jun's words, he slowly stood up again.

　　"Grandpa!!!" The half-demon child couldn't help it, and was about to rush over.

　　The old man raised his hand and condensed the sand chain and trapped him.

　　"Grandpa, you can hold on!" The old man walked back step by step.

　　"Void Foot!!!" Yan Jun smiled with satisfaction, raised his foot, and kicked out!

　　"Pfft!" The old man's body was blasted out again, like a feather, and slowly fell to the ground.

　　"Get up, get up and die!" Yan Jun was furious!

　　The old bastards in front of you are not allowed to die!

　　You have to get up and hit yourself again!

　　As war slaves, it is their job to complete the bloody battle with Tier [-] monsters!

　　After finishing the work, add another class to let yourself enjoy yourself, that is their value!

　　It is a blessing for this old guy to suffer his own attack and die!

　　"Get up!" Yan Jun shouted loudly, full of absolute domineering.

　　The old man's vitality was almost gone.

　　It could even be said to be half dead.

　　"Grandpa!!!" But after hearing the cry of the half-demon child.

　　The old man slowly stood up again.

　　"Live well, grandson..." The old man was speechless, just looked at the half-demon child with his eyes that could barely see, and whispered softly in his heart.

　　"Hahaha, that's not bad! Just use the Super Void Fist to turn you into a blooming flower! This hall has always liked this move!" Yan Jun smiled with satisfaction, and when he used all his power, he was about to throw the last punch.

　　"Grandpa!!! Woohoo, grandpa!" The half-demon child couldn't move, so he could only cry out helplessly.

　　"Tsk tsk tsk, with this punch, the old guy is going to die!"

　　"Interesting, really interesting!"

　　"Yeah, it's rare to see it, the adult will experience it himself!"

　　……

　　In the auditorium, none of the audience cared about the cries of the half-demon children, but everyone was quite excited and looking forward to seeing the scene where the old man was brutally murdered.

　　"Super Void..." Yan Jun smiled smugly, and was about to hit the punch.

　　"Crack!" A hand suddenly appeared and pinched Yan Jun's wrist.

　　"Who are you riding on the horse?" Yan Jun was furious and glanced at it.

　　red vest.

　　Broken straw hat.

　　Where did this waste war slave come from?

　　Then the next moment, a scene that shook the entire Tianlong Arena happened!

　　"Boom!!!" The boy in the straw hat didn't say a word, and punched Yan Jun's face directly!

　　In an instant, countless defensive methods appeared on Yan Jun's body.

　　however……

　　"Pfft!!!" The boy in the straw hat shattered everything with one punch. Yu Wei smashed Yan Jun's face B, smashing all of Yan Jun's teeth, and his face collapsed. The whole person flew out directly, and before he landed, he fainted.

　　"!" The Tianlong main arena surpassed [-] spectators, all of them were stunned!

　　The whole arena went silent!

　　But the next moment...

　　"Oh my God!!! Who is this guy?"

　　"He actually shot?"

　　"Come on! This is about to become a battlefield!"

　　……

　　All the audiences were in an uproar, and many audiences were even more frightened to leave here!

　　Because the boy in the straw hat turned out to be...

　　Beaten the descendants of the gods!

　　A being called a heavenly man!

　　[Everyone who understands understands, but does not explain].

Chapter 138

　　"Who is that guy in the straw hat? Which family? Which sect? Which faction?"

　　"Mad! Does he know the meaning of the heavenly people? Does he know the weight of the four words descendants of the gods?"

　　"He's dead! No matter who is behind him, he can't be saved!"

　　……

　　Many spectators present were in an uproar, all looking at the boy in the straw hat.