The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

This is a second-grade king!

He is also the first "strong enemy" faced by the Demon God Temple.

The audience below the stage is full of expectations.

Can the son of the Demon God Temple still be so calm?

Some people who are malicious towards the Demon God Temple even sneered maliciously,

"Facing an opponent of the same level, even if that guy can win, I'm afraid he will end up in disgrace!"

"Hahaha, but this is just the beginning!"

"The Demon God Temple will definitely lose face next!"

"Humph, who told him that he doesn't have the strength, but he still uses some tricks to climb to the first place?"

"This first position, not everyone can sit!"

"..."

These people may not have a conflict of interest with the Demon God Temple.

But they still don't like it,

because being strong is a sin,

As for the gods who come down the mountain, they will suffer endless ridicule.

Unless...

It can be so strong that it makes people despair!

On the ring,

"The Death Faction challenges the Demon God Temple, start!"

The referee shouted, and then flew down the ring.

"Remember, the person who defeated you is called Fang Kong!"

The unruly young man smiled unruly and rushed towards Mo Xie.

Mo Xie stood still, shook his head and laughed, "There is no need to remember the name of a small character."

"You..." Fang Kong was furious, "Blood Demon Claw!"

Swish!

The blood claw instantly tore Mo Xie's body apart.

"Not good!"

Fang Kong's pupils shrank, "What a fast speed"

It turned out that it was only a residual image of Mo Xie that was torn apart!

And Mo Xie's figure had already fallen behind him.

"Demon Palm!"

Mo Xie shouted in a low voice.

Boom!

Fang Kong hurriedly faced his palm, groaned and retreated repeatedly.

Mo Xie rushed forward like a maggot attached to his bones.

Boom boom boom!

Fist into palm, palm into claw;

If one strike fails, the next move comes!

Fang Kong was able to resist a few at the beginning.

After the fifth move, he was completely trapped in Mo Xie's "force".

The injuries on his body became more and more visible to the naked eye.

"Four of the six first-class forces eliminated by me are at the second-grade king level..."

Mo Xie held Fang Kong's wrists tightly with both hands, and whispered coldly: "But they still lost miserably to me! Do you understand? Idiot!"

Fang Kong's pupils shrank, his face showed horror, and he wanted to resist.

But how could he resist when Mo Xie held his joints?

"Well, I'll use you to kill the chicken to scare the monkey!"

Mo Xie exerted force with both hands.

Crack!

"Ah!"

Fang Kong screamed, his eyes were about to split.

Both arms were broken by Mo Xie, and drooped down weakly.

Then,

Mo Xie hooked his head and pulled it down suddenly.

At the same time,

He kneed him.

"Puff!"

Fang Kong's head tilted back high, and a mouthful of broken teeth mixed with blood sprayed out.

Mo Xie made a roundhouse kick and landed on his lower abdomen.

Plop!

Fang Kong was thrown out of the ring like a sandbag.

He fell to the ground like a dead dog, rolled a few times, and his life or death was unknown.

The whole audience was silent!

"This...this is too fast and too miserable!"

In the eyes of everyone,

Mo Xie had been suppressing Fang Kong since the beginning of the battle.

And what about Fang Kong?

He was like a three-year-old child, fighting back with a bunch of mindless punches, and it can be said that he had no power to fight back.

In just a few breaths, he was seriously injured and defeated, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

The son of the Demon God Temple is really strong, beyond everyone's expectation!

Some audience members were shocked.

Perhaps,

He led the Demon God Temple to victory in the team battle... not by conspiracy!

...

Seeing Fang Kong being carried away with a weak breath,

Wei Wuqing and others who had originally wanted to go to the ring to seek revenge on Mo Xie,

all swallowed their saliva and broke out in cold sweats.

They knew that Mo Xie might not be weak, but they didn't know that she was so strong!

Now that there is a bloody lesson in front of them, how dare they go to the ring to make trouble again!

We can't afford to offend the Demon God Temple, so let's challenge other forces...

There are many people who have this idea,

It can be said that,

Mo Xie's ruthless move broke the dream of many people to get a bargain.

...

On the ring.

Mo Xie stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the audience with a stern look.

He almost killed his opponent in an instant, but he didn't feel any joy at all.

Because he knew,

This heavy blow of his had both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage was that 99% of the flies would not bother him anymore;

The disadvantage was that... the next people to come on stage would definitely be tough guys!

But the advantages still outweighed the disadvantages!

Mo Xie was not afraid of the strong, he was afraid of the round-robin battle of hundreds or thousands of people.If there are too many ants, they will bite people to death!

The plan has been achieved, and there will be no more flies to bother people!

Mo Xie smiled at Ji Meiling, who pursed her red lips and responded with a flaming kiss.

He stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Don't waste time, next one!"

There was a cry of surprise from below.

"Does he really want to fight in a round? Is he so arrogant!"

After all,

According to the rules, the challenged party has the right to rest for an incense stick before welcoming the next challenge.

"Humph, if he fights like this, I'm afraid his Xuan Qi will be exhausted in a few rounds!"

"He is strong, but too arrogant, and he will definitely lose!"

"Does he think he has two Qi Seas? How dare he be so arrogant?"

"..."

There was a lot of ridicule from below.

However,

Having said that,

for a while, no one went up to the ring to be the first bird to stand out.

"Are all the tough guys still waiting and watching?"

Mo Xie sneered in his heart, thinking: "It's a pity that not everyone is a fool and willing to be used as a pathfinder!"

He shook his head and made a move to leave, "Why, no one dares to come up? Then this first one belongs to my Demon God Temple!"

"Haha, it's really arrogant!"

A scornful voice said.

The next second,

A pale man jumped up.

Seeing this man, there was a cry of surprise below,

"I know him, he is Leng Gu of the Corpse Demon Cult!"

"Is he one of the four most powerful young men in the first-class forces?"

"I heard that with his strength, he can completely beat some disciples of super powers!"

"It is said that he has reached the extreme realm of the third-grade king!"

"I'm afraid Mo Xie is finished!"

"Haha, who told him to pretend like this? Now he has met a tough guy!"

"..."

On the ring

Mo Xie looked at the man in front of him, who looked like a corpse with a pale face.

"Finally, a tough guy has come!"

There was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

"The Corpse Demon Cult challenges the Demon God Temple, let's start!" said the referee.

The two stood opposite each other, and neither of them took action for a while.

Leng Gu said, "You seem to be quite cruel?"

Mo Xie said, "For a fly, a light slap can be considered a heavy hand."

"Interesting..."

Leng Gu smiled, "But is this what you call a heavy hand?"

He shook his head, his eyes flashing with morbid cruelty, "Next, I will let you know what cruelty is!"

Mo Xie shrugged and said, "Wait and see."

Leng Gu stomped his feet heavily on the ground and rushed towards Mo Xie.

On the surface,

there was only the momentum of the second-grade king.

"Come on!"

Mo Xie did not retreat but advanced, and also rushed towards him.

Leng Gu threw a cannon punch at Mo Xie, "Zombie Fist!"

"Rock, Paper, Scissors, Demon Palm!"

Mo Xie hit it with her palm.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

The two of them took a few steps back.

Leng Gu's fist was like a stiff corpse, hard, cold, full of yin, fierce and heavy!

"He is indeed a tough guy..."

Mo Xie stopped her steps and shook her arms to dispel the cold corpse.

Leng Gu retreated further than Mo Xie, and was quite shocked.

He practiced the Zombie Hard Body Technique horizontally, and his body was extremely hard.

But he didn't get any advantage, and even fell into a disadvantage!

Leng Gu roared angrily and rushed towards Mo Xie again.

"Are you going to fight me in close combat?"

Mo Xie raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

Leng Gu swept his left arm, and his sharp and long nails flashed a gloomy light in front of Mo Xie's eyes.

Mo Xie tilted his head back slightly, watching the black spikes passing by.

While tilting back, his fist followed closely and landed heavily on Leng Gu's abdomen.

Bang!

It was like hitting a stone, making a dull sound.

No defense!

But it doesn't matter, this is only the first move.

Under the force of Mo Xie's fist, Leng Gu retreated again and again.

Mo Xie took advantage of the situation and pressed forward.

His hands attacked as fast as a shadow.

If one move fails, the next one will come!

Fist, palm, claw... change moves, and change moves again!

Crackling!

One attack and one defense, making a low explosion like firecrackers.

Leng Gu retreated again and again, struggling to hold on.

He finally understood now,

It's not that the guy before was too useless and couldn't even resist.

It's because Mo Xie's "momentum" is too terrifying!

Once you fall into it, it's like being stuck in a swamp, with no power to get out and no place to use your strength.

Boom boom boom!

Leng Gu was completely unable to withstand Mo Xie's punches and kicks, and was only struggling to hold on with the strength of his body.

He looked extremely embarrassed!

"It's over!"

Mo Xie seized the opportunity and did a high roundhouse kick towards Leng Gu's head.If he had kicked him, he would have been seriously injured.

"Not good!"

"The second-grade king is no match at all!"

Leng Gu roared, bursting out with a strong momentum.

It was the cultivation of the third-grade king!

Boom!

Mo Xie's whip kick seemed to have kicked on the bone, and was shaken away.

There was a lot of discussion below,

"Sure enough, Leng Gu has broken through to the third-grade king!"

"Hehe, second-grade against third-grade, what can Mo Xie do?"

"Now he should be suppressed by the realm!"

"Let's see how many moves he can hold on!"

"..."

...

"Are you finally willing to show your true strength?"

Mo Xie laughed, "Then I have to show some real skills."

"Die!"

Leng Gu roared.

Pulling out a bone knife from behind.

"Sword!"

Mo Xie stretched out his hand and the Wu Xiang Demon Sword fell into his hand.

Clang!

The Demon Sword and the Bone Spike collided with each other, making a dull sound.

"This Bone Spike is quite extraordinary, it can actually withstand the Wu Xiang Demon Sword."

Mo Xie thought to himself.

The two of them fought for a few moves at first, just as a test.

Then, Leng Gu was shocked!

Because under his cultivation of the third-grade king extreme realm, this guy was not at all inferior? !

Of course, he didn't know that

Mo Xie's current demonic energy is the energy of the ancient demon god, and one section is stronger than six sections!

"Ghostly Shadow!"

Mo Xie's body was as fast as a residual image, and he unleashed his body movement without reservation.

He swung the Demon Sword like an axe, either chopping or splitting...

Clang!

Snap!

Leng Gu roared repeatedly, holding the bone knife to barely defend.

Occasionally he drew his knife to fight back, but he couldn't hit Mo Xie.

He could only watch his body being wounded by scraping, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

He understood that

if this continued,

he would be exhausted to death!

"Bone chopping!"

Leng Gu roared, holding the bone knife tightly with both hands.

He gathered all his profound energy and chopped towards Mo Xie.

This might was a magic-level profound skill.

The energy locked onto him, and there was no escape!

"Then I won't avoid it!"

Mo Xie pinched his fingers with one hand and mobilized the power of the earth.

——The inheritance of the ancestor of the power demon!

The power of the earth gathered from the surface of the earth, forming a hard earth-yellow light shield on the surface of Mo Xie.

"Hah!"

Mo Xie swung his sword to face the huge chopping knife, and his figure seemed a little thin.

Boom!

There was a loud noise!

The smoke and dust billowed.

Leng Gu looked at a figure kneeling on one knee with a sword in the smoke with a cold look.

He gasped, "Success?"

There were many sword wounds on his body.

At this moment,

"Tui!"

Mo Xie spat out a mouthful of blood and walked out of the smoke with a sword.

His figure was quite embarrassed, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his momentum became more fierce and terrifying!

"It's my turn now!"

"Nine Swords of Killing!"

Mo Xie made a sword flower, and his temperament suddenly changed.

Death,

No life,

Must die!

Killed towards Leng Gu.

"Ah!"

Leng Gu was unconsciously a little afraid, and roared as if to cheer himself up.

He rushed up with a bone knife.

"The first sword!"

Mo Xie's sword momentum was full of death!

And Leng Gu was afraid before the battle, and the defeat was already determined.

To be honest,

Mo Xie has only been practicing this sword technique for a short time.

It has form but no spirit.

If he meets a ruthless person who has been hanging around in the martial arts world for many years, he will definitely fight him to the death, and then he will probably die.

Unfortunately,

Leng Gu is not such a ruthless person.

Although he is not a flower in a greenhouse, he is also less decisive and ruthless.

In Mo Xie's nine swords of killing.

Leng Gu became more and more frightened as he fought, and the more frightened he became, the less he could win!

Not to mention that he had several deep sword wounds on his body,

his life also fell completely into Mo Xie's hands.

...

"The ninth sword!"

Mo Xie's magic sword stood in front of Leng Gu's forehead.

The deadly sword energy dissipated immediately - this is what is called living towards death.

"Ah!"

Leng Gu screamed and fell to the ground.

His whole body was shaking as if he had an illness, and the filth under his crotch was instantly wet and yellow.

He looked at Moye with horror, as if he had seen the most horrifying thing.

His heart of Taoism was broken, and he was useless!

"Huh..."

Moye fanned his nose with his hand, shook his head in disgust, "Get out of here!"

"Yes, yes..."

Leng Gu nodded continuously, and fled away.

As soon as he escaped from the ring.

He fainted on the ground with a black vision - he still had several deep sword wounds on his body.

"Hurry up and save him!"

The high-level officials of the Corpse Demon Cult said in shock and anger.

The whole audience was silent.Silence.

This is a powerful person at the third level of the king's realm,

He actually lost to Moye, to this second level king's realm? !

And he lost so badly!

Although Moye was not feeling well either - although it was hard to tell how badly he was injured, his body was in a mess, and his profound energy was about to be exhausted...

But it was enough to prove his strong strength!

At this moment,

Everyone remembered the name Moye.

Moye, the son of the devil's temple... is a powerful character!

At this moment,

A loud shout broke the silence at the scene, "Canglan Pavilion Xue Baisha comes to ask for advice, dare to fight?"

A handsome young man flew onto the stage.

There was a booing below.

"Everyone knows how to pick the time. Mo Xie is already seriously injured, and you come to challenge him?"

"Haha, isn't it just him pretending that he wants to fight in a round?"

"It's okay to refuse, it's just embarrassing."

"Haha, who does he think he is? He really thinks his Xuan Qi will not be exhausted?!"

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place!"

"..."

On the ring.

Xue Baisha looked at Mo Xie with a teasing look,

"Or... the son of the Demon God Temple is talking nonsense and wants to take a rest before fighting?"

"That doesn't matter, at most it will become a joke."

It's just embarrassing, but it's better than losing!

Everyone felt that Mo Xie had only one choice left: that is to go down in disgrace, and honestly regulate his breath for an incense stick before coming back.

Who knows,

Mo Xie stood with a sword on his back, chuckled and said: "I said, I'm always here for you!"

The whole audience was in an uproar...

...

PS. Thanks to the big guy "Snow is the tenderness falling from the sky" for sending the second reminder talisman reward, Lao Yun thanks~

Good night everyone~