The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

The sun was as red as blood, rising slowly from the sky.

Wan Mo Square.

On the huge stage.

Ten candidates for the Son of God, with six supporters, stood in the corners of the stage.

They all looked at each other shoulder to shoulder.

The disciples below the stage were waiting expectantly for the battle to begin.

The elder Zuidu stood in the center of the stage,

"It's still the old rules, there are no rules except that it is not allowed to kill!"

"Those who fall off the stage will be eliminated, and the one who finally stands on the stage is the real candidate for the Son of God!"

"I declare that the second round of the Son of God competition has officially begun!"

After saying that, his figure disappeared on the stage.

However,

To everyone's surprise,

the battle was not imminent!

It was seen that

Lang Ge, Gu Li, Chi Sha and other seven "leaders",

as if they had discussed it in advance, actually gathered together.

On Moye's side, there were only two "leaders" Sima Tian and Ji Meiling.

The audience was stunned, "What...what is going on?!"

"According to the old rules, get rid of that guy first, and then we can continue the fight!"

Lang Ge looked at everyone and said without hiding anything.

Everyone answered: "Okay!"

The situation is already very clear!

Seven consuls of the King Realm against three, forty-two supporters against eighteen.

"Can it be like this?!"

Everyone in the audience looked at the elders' seats.

...

Elders' seats.

Zui Du was a little undecided, looking at the elder, asking: "Elder, what do you think..."

After all, this situation is the first time in the history of the Son of God Competition!

After all, those who can get to this point are all arrogant and proud, how can they join hands to fight one person!

The elder was silent for a long time, and sighed, "Why do you have to do this... As long as it doesn't kill you, it's fine."

Xiao Yikuang put one foot on the stool and took a sip from the wine gourd with one hand.

He glanced at Lan Ge and the others and laughed mockingly, "You... Sons of God? Haha!"

Zui Du shook his head and said, "I understand."

Beside him,

Deacon Meng Ping sneered secretly.

He looked at Mo Xie with his sinister triangular eyes, "When you are crippled, I wonder how you can still be so arrogant in front of this deacon... Just wait, one day you will die in my hands!"

The two strong men from the Monster Mountain Range and the Heavenly Demon Sect looked at each other,

and communicated through soul transmission,

"It seems that the Demon God Temple has really declined, and each generation is worse than the previous one!"

"The disciples of the first-grade king realm are the top, not to mention... The top disciples have to join forces to target one person, which is simply a big joke!"

"In this magic competition, the Demon God Temple may be crushed by the first-class forces and fall into the top six!"

...

Looking at the elders' seats, they did not say anything, obviously there was no objection to this.

All the disciples exclaimed,

"How can this be won!"

"It seems that Mo Xie will lose this time!"

"Alas, Brother Mo Xie made my temple famous some time ago, and I admire him very much!"

"What a pity, the strongest disciple in my temple will not have the chance to become the Son of God!"

Because of the "servant order" incident before, Mo Xie is still very popular among the disciples.

"..."

The disciples standing on the side of Lan Ge and others sneered,

"Hehe, it's just a lesson for a guy at the top of the Ninth Rank Sect. Is he the only one who can do it?!"

"The strongest? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! If he is really the strongest, he would have defeated Senior Brother Lan Ge and the others!"

"I've disliked him for a long time. He's so pretentious..."

"It's so cool. He will be trampled under the feet of Lan Ge and the others soon!"

"..."

The disciples under Mo Xie immediately retorted,

"You have more people and more power. It's unfair. Tie!"

"That's right, if you have the guts, fight alone. I'll see how my Senior Brother Mo Xie beats him to death!"

"Hmph, even if Mo Xie loses, it's not unfair. He's still the strongest in the temple!"

"..."

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! In my magic world, there's still bullshit fairness!"

"If he has the guts, Mo Xie can defeat Lan Ge and the others!"

"Hahaha, so childish! No matter which of the upper gods Lan Ge and the others are, how can they let a mere Mo Xie continue to jump around? !"

...

On the ring.

Seven to three, the situation is one-sided.

Lan Ge looked at Mo Xie and said with a gloomy face: "Mo Xie, we should settle the past accounts now!"

Chi Sha looked at Mo Xie and said cruelly: "Haha, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for making too many enemies!"

He turned to look at Ji Meiling and said with a smile: "Beauty, what future do you have following that loser? Just follow me from now on!"

Gu Li squeezed his fingers until they crackedThe remaining four people did not have much hatred with Moye, and sighed: "Moye, blame you for being too strong... None of us can beat you alone, so we have to eliminate you first!" On Moye's side, "Brother Moye, don't worry, even if the end is bound to be a defeat, we will not admit defeat!" Those who followed Moye and the other two were the most loyal elites, and they said so. Mo Xie smiled and bowed, saying, "Then Mo Xie is very kind to everyone."

Ji Meiling stood beside Mo Xie, her charming face was a little solemn, "Are you sure?"

Mo Xie shrugged and said, "Do your best!"

Gui Ying sighed, "I had expected this disaster today... Alas!"

Ao Fang held his head high, looking unruly, "Kill me if you can!"

Sima Tian's white clothes fluttered, his long sword flashed with light, and his mouth curled up, "Haha, interesting..."

Lang Ge shouted, "Mo Xie will definitely lose this time. You don't have to follow a broken ship that is bound to sink. We will forgive those who surrender to us now!"

Ao Fang was furious and shouted, "Lang Ge, I'll fuck you!"

Lang Ge's face sank, and he shouted, "Act according to the original plan!"

Before going on stage, they had discussed it well-

Lang Ge, Gu Li, Chi Sha and other five strongest people joined forces to defeat Mo Xie.

The rest of the people rushed forward and cut off Mo Xie's wings. If Mo Xie had not been defeated yet, they would come to besiege Mo Xie again.

The cultivation of both sides was similar, but the number of people on their side was two or three times that of the opponent... Mo Xie must be dead!

Originally, the last round of the group battle of the Son of God Competition was more of a test of the leader's ability to control and arrange the layout.

But now,

The number of people is far greater than the opponent, so there is no need for any layout!

"Yes!"

Everyone responded.

At the same time,

Mo Xie said in a deep voice: "If you can, it's best if you eliminate him; if it's impossible, take care of yourself!"

"Yes!" Ji Meiling and others replied.

The next second,

A big melee broke out!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Dozens of figures fled on the ring and killed each other.

Not long after the beginning,

"Ah!"

A disciple screamed and was knocked out of the ring.

...

Lang Ge and the other five surrounded Mo Xie.

Chi Sha said: "Huh, you never thought this day would come?!"

Gu Li said: "If you kneel down and admit defeat now, we can show mercy later and let you suffer less!"

"Hehehe..." Mo Xie stood with his hands behind his back and laughed strangely.

For some reason,

Seeing this smile, several people's hearts trembled.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, just cripple him first!"

Lang Ge said in a deep voice: "Go!"

Mo Xie started fighting with the five people.

His speed was extremely fast, like a shadow.

But in this kind of melee, the advantage of speed was suppressed to the minimum.

"Humph, this guy is really not simple. Even if there are two of us, I'm afraid we can't take him down!"

"Haha, but there are three of us!"

"That's right, we can wear him down to death hahaha!"

The five people attacked Moye while joking with each other, looking very relaxed.

It was as if they treated Moye as a fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

Indeed,

In the eyes of the audience,

Moye was at a disadvantage, relying on her ghostly body movements to "struggle to hold on".

Time passed by minute by minute, and this big melee was dazzling.

One by one, the disciples flew backwards, holding their chests and wailing as they were carried away by the servants.

There were fewer and fewer disciples on the stage.

In the end,

Only Ji Meiling, Sima Tianguiying and Ao Fang were left on Moye's side.

Moreover, the four of them were injured, and their blood and qi were violently turbulent. Obviously, they were at the end of their strength!

However, the results of the battle were also remarkable.

There were more than 40 people on the opposite side, but now only a dozen are left, and each of them is injured to varying degrees.

As for Mo Xie, although there is no obvious injury on the surface, the demonic energy is also extremely weak, and it is obviously the end of his strength.

The audience below sighed:

"Alas, the outcome is determined, Mo Xie lost!"

"But it is still an honor to lose. He can hold on for so long against the five kings on the opposite side, and can also fight back. He is already very strong!"

"Haha, strong ass! If you are strong, you will not lose!"

"..."

Lang Ge said to everyone: "Okay, let's eliminate Mo Xie first!"

Gu Li laughed cruelly: "Don't kick him out of the ring first... I want to beat him up!"

In their opinion,

There are more than a dozen people on their side against five people, and they are all strong crossbowsAt the end of the game, it was already a sure win!

"You guys go down..."

Mo Xie exhaled and said.

Ao Fang swung his mace viciously, "Boss, I can still fight..."

Mo Xie repeated, "Go down!"

Ao Fang was anxious and wanted to say more.

Sima Tian stopped him, shook his head, and looked at Ji Meiling.

Ji Meiling looked at Mo Xie deeply and saw that he was calm and composed.

She nodded and said, "Let's go..."

The four of them jumped off the ring.

"No, this bastard wants to escape!"

"That won't work. I'm going to crush him hard and can't let him run away!"

Everyone rushed forward and surrounded Mo Xie.

Lan Ge said coldly, "If you had admitted defeat earlier, you could have avoided physical pain. Now... I'm sorry, I'll just cripple one of your hands and one of your feet."

"Do you think I want to admit defeat?"

Mo Xie said indifferently.

Lan Ge sneered: "Isn't it?"

Gu Li said angrily: "You are already at the end of your strength, why are you still pretending to us!"

Chi Sha laughed: "Do you still want to fight with more than a dozen of us?"

"Hehehe... Congratulations on your correct answer, but there is no reward!"

Mo Xie smiled.

Boom!

The next second,

A surge of demonic energy burst out from his body...

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ps. Good night everyone~