I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand two hundred and seventy-seven chapters, no confrontation!

Wu Hua, Zulong, Chen She and other nine god-rank disciples of the Rakshasa were surrounded by disciples from fifteen or six Shushan Leagues, but they were not nervous or flustered at all. Instead, there was a faint excitement.

The excitement is like a bloodthirsty beast, who has not been in contact with blood for a long time, but suddenly found a rich source of blood, but this blood source can’t be enjoyed immediately, and he can’t be too arrogant to avoid being discovered.

Kunpeng also secretly marveled at the performance of Luo Shamen.

It seems that even without the Kunpeng trio, Luo Shamen will shine in the competition. Once the combative characteristics of these people are encouraged, they can well promote their combat effectiveness to surpass their strength.

If other spirit bodies have such characteristics, once they are stimulated, the combat power of the spirit world is really not easy to deal with.

But if he can control part of the spirit body in the end, and use the spirit body to fight the spirit body, perhaps he can greatly reduce the pressure on the six worlds and destroy the plan of the heavenly demon.

The many god-rank disciples of the Shushan League naturally don’t have any fear. They have nearly twice as many self-reliance as their opponents, and their cultivation bases are all ninth-level gods. Really fighting, not to mention completely crushing the opponent, at least it can completely abuse the opponent.

Although the Rakshasmen are the players who participated in the competition, they are not weak, and many of them have participated in the hegemony in previous years, and the overall combat power can still be stronger than the Rakshamen.

Moreover, this is the home court of their Shushan League, there are tens of millions of support behind, and the major elders are sitting on the ground, how can they lose their momentum.

Both sides are conscious that they can defeat their opponents, but although they are at war, and the battle is on the verge of breaking out, no one takes the initiative to start the battle.

Kunpeng thought that if the confrontation continued in this way, the fighting spirit of the Luoshamen side would be wiped out.

After all, this is the home of the Shushan League. The longer they wait, the more likely they are to wait for more reinforcements, and the more confident they will be.

The Rakshasa gate has no back-up. Once the opponent has too many reinforcements, they will naturally retreat and give up provocation, otherwise they will face the risk of abuse.

Their battle must be facilitated as soon as possible!

The idea was settled, Kunpeng stepped away, and he wanted to join the ranks of the Raksha Gate to fight against the Shushan League. But Mei Chaofeng grabbed him all at once.

He tilted his head in doubt and looked at Mei Chaofeng with questioning eyes.

Mei Chaofeng shook his head, but looked at the kitchen.

kitchen!

Is there any conspiracy over there in the kitchen?

Kunpeng suddenly remembered that since they entered the kitchen, there have been no more cooks appearing, only the one in front of them was talking and dealing with them.

They made such a big noise outside, and they did not see other cooks appearing.

He had always thought that it was those cooks who, as usual, escaped because of fear of the influx of many disciples of the Rakshasa Gate, but Mei Chaofeng’s expression clearly denied his idea.

“Something?” he asked in a low voice.

Mei Chaofeng nodded, but did not answer.

It seems that Mei Chaofeng must have discovered something new, and it is inconvenient to speak, because when she said it, people from the Shushan League or the cooks might have heard it too.

The Shushan League disciples in the kitchen now have only a few Qi-level cultivators, Huang Rongmei Chaofeng and Li Yuanshen and other Rakshamen Qi-level disciples are enough to deal with. See what is going on.