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The corners of Liu An's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Wang Zhanmeng's eyes widened so that they didn't bulge.

Brother Liu was stunned.

Liu Yan's jaw dropped in shock.

There was a deathly silence all around.

No one expected that a small first-order martial king would actually blow away a fourth-order martial king with one punch.

The gap between the two is huge.

There is a difference of three major realms, and that is a difference of fifteen small realms.

If you want to make up for this difference of fifteen small realms, even the most rebellious Terran monks will have to cultivate for ten months or even a year.

But Lin Yi is so domineering, there is no reason to be domineering, and with one punch, he will blast away the powerhouses who have cultivated to the three realms of his own.

If everyone around them hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Lin Yi turned into a dragon with one punch and displayed a complete law martial art, even if he was killed, he would have believed that the first-order martial king could actually defeat the fourth-order martial king.

At this moment, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and soon the sound of inhaling cold air was heard.

"Oh my God, how is this possible......? He actually punched Wang Xiaoyun to the point of vomiting blood. ”

"What is the origin of this guy? Why does he use a complete martial art? You know, in our world, because of the incomplete law, there is no set of martial arts that can be cultivated completely, how did he refine his complete martial arts?"

There was an exclamation all around, and all the onlookers were talking in surprise.

Even a dark cloud that was hidden in the sky quietly dispersed.

All the clan leaders knew that Wang Xiaoyun's brief fight with the young man who didn't know his fate just now had attracted the attention of the soul clan-level powerhouse.

Fortunately, the two of them stopped at the point, and did not anger the terrifying mysterious power.

But even if the point was reached, Wang Xiaoyun was still seriously injured.

After spurting out a mouthful of blood, he got up from the ground, staggered, and walked this way, but looking at his posture, it seemed as if he would fall at any moment.

Wang Xiaoyun felt as if his whole body was falling apart, there was no place in his body that didn't hurt, his heart was full of hatred, and he wanted to seek revenge on Lin Yi.

But as soon as he took two steps, he popped and fell to the ground again, his consciousness falling into a coma.

"Howling clouds!"

Wang Zhan screamed violently, stepped out, and came to Wang Xiaoyun in the blink of an eye, he picked up Wang Xiaoyun with both hands, and turned around and stared at Lin Yi.

"Little cub, if my son has three long and two short, Lao Tzu will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Dropping a cruel word, Wang Zhanmeng hugged his son and left in a hurry.

Wang Er Mazi looked at the back of his unfilial son, shook his head and smiled: "Defeat is defeat, I can only blame your son for his inferior skills." Do you still want Lin Yi to stand still and stand still, and he deserves to be a living target for your son? Hmph, he is also a lot of old people, can he live to be a pig?"

It was his grandson who was seriously injured, and it was his son who left in a hurry, but Wang Er Mazi did not have the slightest compassion.

In other words, as early as hundreds of years ago, when Wang Er Mazi was driven out of the tribe by his own descendants, his whole heart was already dead.

At this time, I want to say that I am the happiest person is the unscrupulous Taoist and the Budai monk.

The two originally thought that all the spirit stones consumed on Lin Yi's body were lost, but they didn't expect that Lin Yi would make a splash if he didn't make a move.

The two unconscionable people were naturally pleasantly surprised.

The more Lin Yi showed a lot of extraordinary, the more excited the two became.

Wang Zhan left in a hurry, and all the people in the Wang tribe left with him, and now among the ten human clan leaders, only Wang Er Mazi can represent the Wang tribe.

Wang Er Mazi took a deep look at the nine Terran leaders and said with a smile: "Now, Lao Tzu sent Lin Yi to participate in the competition of the Hundred Clans Conference on behalf of the Wang tribe, you won't have an opinion, right?"

“……”

He was answered by silence.

Wang Er Mazi smiled and said: "If you don't say anything and don't object, even if you agree, I am now in the name of the patriarch of the Wang tribe, I personally recommend the heroic young man of the human race, Lin Yi, to officially represent the Wang tribe and represent my human race to participate in the competition of this conference." ”

"Wang Er Mazi, we have no opinion on letting that kid participate in the Hundred Clans Conference, but I hope that the kid you recommended will not be in one round, otherwise not only will your Wang tribe lose face, but our human race will also have no face. One of the Terran leaders scoffed.

The so-called round tour is that a thousand talented and strong people elected by hundreds of races were brushed off in the first round of auditions.

In the face of the sarcasm of the leader, Wang Er Mazi didn't care, he smiled, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

"The people recommended by Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu naturally knows in his heart, don't worry about you, you still worry about the guys you elected yourself.

Wang Er Mazi sneered.

In this way, after Wang Er Mazi and Lin Yi made a fuss, Wang Xiaoyun's quota was replaced by Lin Yi, and Lin Yi officially became one of the top ten Terrans, representing the Wang tribe and representing the entire Terran with nine other Terran powerhouses to participate in the competition of the Hundred Clans Conference.

Because of Lin Yi's halfway insertion, the other nine Terran powerhouses all looked at him unhappy, and no one was willing to deal with him.

Liu An, as the unanimous leader of all the clan leaders, replaced the name of Wang Xiaoyun reported with Lin Yi's name.

Everything is ready, everyone just waits for tomorrow morning to enter the martial arts arena of the soul clan together to participate in and watch the grand event of the hundred clans once every five hundred years.

In the night, shrouded in the flickering aurora, a blue-shirted boy stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and floated to the Soul Gathering Villa, which immediately caused a sensation.

"The Divine Son of Kunlun Immortal Mountain is here! It's incredible, the Kunlun Remnants actually filmed the Divine Son and participated in the competition of the Hundred Clans Conference, and there is a good show to watch now. ”

"Kunlun Shenzi's cultivation is unfathomable, and this time the soul clan wants to keep the possession of the Void Spirit Tower, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy. ”

"The Divine Son of Kunlun is indeed extraordinary, but you must know that the Boiling Blood Dragon King, the Divine Winged Fire Phoenix, the Demon King Demon Tree, the Demon Clan's Anti-Heaven Demon Girl, and the Atavistic Sky Swallowing Beast, which one of these is not a powerful man with amazing talents? ”

"Yes, I'm really looking forward to tomorrow's conference competition, so many talented and amazing powerhouses, it's really not certain who will die. ”

Under the watchful eyes of all people, the god son of the Kunlun Relic Clan, a very famous elder of the Soul Clan, personally welcomed into the Soul Gathering Villa.

Everyone's eyes had not yet withdrawn from the back of Kunlun Divine Son, and suddenly, an earth-shattering roar came from afar.

A terrifying roar, shaking the earth.

Countless people covered their ears in horror, and some people fell to the ground after being shaken.