There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

"How is it possible! This, this is absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, even Wang Jianyi had a shocked expression on his face. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, feeling deeply shocked.

Just now, he used the best immortal treasure to perform his most powerful blow, how could he be defeated by a female doll like this.

This is incredible!

Rumble!

But at this moment, the palm that Lin Momo slapped, after defeating Wang Jianyi's attack, did not dissipate, but continued to cover Wang Jianyi.

"What! My God, it's not good!"

At this moment, Wang Jian looked at the huge phantom of the palm in the sky, and only felt a chill from behind hit his brain directly, and a cold sweat tickled down from him.

escape!

At this moment, Wang Jianyi had only one thought in his mind, and that was to escape!

As for the ninety-nine winning streak, it only takes one battle to qualify, and the face of the core disciple of the Qing Mingzong, everything becomes no longer important in the face of death.

After all, the feeling that this palm gave him was like a hundred thousand mountains, it was unmatched when pressed down!

Whoosh!

Wang Jianyi's figure suddenly flashed, turning into a stream of light and flying away from the ring.

As long as he leaves the ring, then he is safe.

After all, this time is just a knockout match for the Fairy Way, and it is not necessary to kill.

Wang Jianyi deserves to be a monk in the Golden Immortal pinnacle realm. In just an instant, his figure appeared outside the ring, but at this time, Lin Momo's palm fell suddenly, but he could only hit inside the ring.

call!

Seeing this scene, Wang Jian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had taken his life back, until this moment, he still had lingering fears.

At this moment, Wang Jian's eyes looked at Lin Momo again and again, no longer the arrogance he had before, but with a hint of deep jealousy.

Immediately, his figure flashed, and he went to the rest of the ring again.

After all, now that he has lost a game, the ninety-nine winning streak accumulated before is no longer valid.

But if he wants to pass the assessment of the first level, Wang Jianyi needs to start the challenge again, and it will be useful to win another hundred games in a row.

After that, Wang Jian never dared to be arrogant again, and only dared to challenge some low-power monks every time.

Now he finally knows what it means to be outside, there are outsiders and there are outsiders.

Originally, he thought that thirty-three peerless genius-level Golden Immortals among the five major forces would not be able to reach the Golden Immortal Peak, and that his own core disciples of the Golden Immortal Peak would be able to run wild, but now, he was severely slapped in the face by reality.

After this battle, Lin Momo finally accumulated ninety-nine consecutive victories.

At this time, Lin Nan and Liu Ruqing looked at their daughter with joy.

After all, Lin Momo can reach a hundred consecutive victories with only one battle. It seems that it is almost a certainty now.

On the other side, Ling'er also encountered a challenge from a powerhouse at the peak of the Golden Immortal.

This person is tall, three feet tall, but without hair, with a big bald head.

And his body is also wearing a golden robes, which exudes bursts of powerful aura. Obviously, this robes is also a defensive celestial treasure.

"Little Wawa, the poor monk is one of the five true monks of Tianzang Temple, Zeng Wanglun...'s junior brother Zeng Libai! If the monks don't talk, the poor monk will send you to the ring!"

Standing on the ring, Na Zeng Libai's voice resounded like Hong Zhong Dalu.

"My dear, this is the Golden Immortal peak powerhouse of Tianzang Temple, this momentum, this posture, is too mighty!"

"It's over, I am afraid that the female doll will definitely lose this time. I hope that the monks can be compassionate and don't kill them directly!"

"Didn't Zeng Libai just said that, he only needs to send this female doll off the ring, without saying that he is going to kill him!"

The group of monks who were onlookers saw Zeng Libai's appearance, all of them were amazed, and even some monks were sweating for Ling'er in their hearts.

After all, the difference in body shape between the two is too big, Zeng Libai is three feet tall, and Ling'er is less than 1.3 meters.

The two standing together, like the difference between a chopstick and a toothpick, make people feel a bit too unreal.

What's more, that Zeng Libai's aura was very powerful, and the realm that he revealed was also the limit of the Golden Immortal peak, and he was just one step away from reaching the realm of the Immortal King.

And Ling'er is just the beginning of True Immortal.

Although no one now believes that Ling'er is only the cultivator of the early stage of True Immortal, after all, she has defeated many cultivators at the Golden Immortal Peak, but her aura is not strong.

"Only you!"

Ling'er smiled coldly when hearing Zeng Libai's words, a little disdainful.

"Little Wawa, the poor monk said, the monks don't say anything!"

Then Zeng Libai said again.

After he finished speaking, he flipped his hand, and there was an extra fairy bowl in his hand.

On the bowl, there was a burst of powerful aura, surrounded by countless Taoist laws, turning into small dragons hovering around.

"My God, it turned out to be the best immortal treasure!"

"This monk is really rich, he deserves to be one of the five powers of Tianzang Temple, tusk!"

"It's over, this monk now has the best immortal treasure in his hands, and the robes on his body are also defensive immortal treasures. This is almost armed to the teeth, how can the female baby fight!"

The group of onlookers were a little surprised when they saw this scene.

The attacking fairy treasures and the defensive fairy treasures are all complete, and they are all so powerful, even if they stand there and let these casual repair attacks on the crowd, they may not break the defense.

But at this time, Na Zeng Libai directly waved the bowl in his hand, and the bowl suddenly flew in midair.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the bowl suddenly magnified countless times, turned into a huge iron bucket, buckled down, and pressed Xiang Linger over.

But at this moment, Ling'er looked indifferent.

It wasn't until the bowl was less than three meters away from him that Linger slowly stretched out a hand and patted forward with a palm.

Big Luo destroys the palm of the sky!

Hum!

A huge phantom of the palm suddenly appeared out of thin air, dragging the bowl steadily, and then, I saw the huge phantom of the palm squeezed.

Click!

The top grade immortal bowl made a cracking sound, and then, like broken glass, it scattered on the spot.

"Me, my goodness!"

"Shock, this is simply too shocking!"

"What kind of magical power is this, it's incredible!"

At this moment, the onlookers who saw this scene were all stunned, and were deeply stunned by the scene in front of them.

And that Zeng Libai, like a duck with his neck stuck in his neck, almost fell out of his eye sockets, looking at Ling'er in disbelief.

That was his natal immortal treasure, and it was the best immortal treasure, it was actually crushed like this.

"This, this, this is absolutely impossible!"

Zeng Libai, who came back to his senses, still couldn't believe what he saw in his eyes. For a moment, his head bald, shaking like a rattle.