"What a big breath, you ......" someone was not angry.

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly recognized the origin of this black double-pointed spear, thought of a name, and immediately turned pale with fright, gasped, didn't dare to say anything, and got up and left the Heavenly Pavilion in a huff.

"Haha, do you want to clear the field? It's okay, Lao Tzu has long been too noisy, let those wastes who are not strong enough get out, only real geniuses are worthy of staying here." Someone laughed.

This is a young man with a disheveled head.

He was dressed in a very ordinary way, looking a little sloppy, barefoot, a pair of trousers with broken ankles, revealing the calves covered with dense black hairs underneath, he was uninhibited, and he ate the fine food and wine on the golden low table like a storm, his hands were full of greasy, and he wiped his torn clothes casually, stretching his waist.

"You Hanako dare to say such a thing, look for death...... someone scolded angrily.

The voice did not fall.

Bang!

A soft sound, a Kerala sound.

A large piece of the man's chest collapsed, apparently all of his sternum had been broken, and he flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread, and fell into the river below.

"This guy is unlucky, he didn't recognize [One Palm Soul Breaking] Ding Desheng. Someone muttered quietly, and then turned around and left as soon as possible.

There were scenes of such fights in a row, and the Heavenly Pavilion suddenly became a mess.

But no one from [Miao Desire Zhai] came out to stop it, and the beautiful woman Fang Fei who was standing on the golden platform didn't say a word, and looked at the qiē that happened in front of her with a smile, it was obvious that at this time, the competition was allowed.

Some geniuses who thought they weren't strong enough finally left in a huff.

It doesn't matter if you really can't see the Yuehua Fairy, there is no need to take risks.

Anyway, at the previous Pinfang meeting, they all spent a lot of money to buy the woman they were interested in, even though the Oiran of the major flower boats was not as good as the Yuehua Fairy, but after all, it was a real stunner, and it was worth the trip.

In the blink of an eye, there were less than ten people left in the Heavenly Pavilion Hall.

Ding Hao did not leave.

The reason why he didn't leave was not because he wanted to see the Yuehua Fairy, but because the golden cicada didn't leave either.

Ding Hao didn't know what this flower monk was thinking, but he was willing to stay and take a look.

"Well, there are a lot of people who seem to be pretentious. Ding Desheng, a sloppy young man with a cloak [one palm to break the soul], glanced around the people who had not left on all sides, and finally his eyes fell on Ding Hao's body.

He stared at Ding Hao with a smile, shook his head with a little pity, and said: "Little guy, hitting Sun Xing's kind of small role with one palm is actually a very pitiful record, and it is not very convincing. ”

It turned out that the black-haired young man who was defeated by Ding Hao before was called Sun Xing.

Ding Hao stood up slowly, didn't speak, and suddenly punched out.

Suddenly, purple qi filled the air, and a purple dragon-shaped light flame shot out from Ding Hao's fist.

Ding Desheng's face changed, and his palms suddenly became scarlet as blood, and he shouted loudly and slapped out with one palm.

A large scarlet palm print, as if a blood clot had coagulated, burst out.

The palm print slammed into the purple dragon-shaped fist flame, and suddenly exploded with a bang, and the heavenly pavilion suddenly burst with energy, and the scarlet energy scattered like blood.

Ding Desheng's smile froze.

The purple dragon-shaped fist was not handsome, but it was directly bombarded towards him, the strong wind paved the surface, only to feel a terrifying aura like a mountain crushing over, and in a hurry, he roared angrily and sent out a few [Scarlet Big Palm Prints], but he still couldn't resist, and someone in his body was hit by a hammer, and he was immediately hit off the ground and flew out......

"Uh...... Poof!" He took a dozen steps back before he could barely stand firm, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of bloody arrows.

Ding Hao looked at him quietly and said word by word: "This punch just now, is it convincing?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Ding Desheng is a young genius who has risen recently, no one knows his origin, but his strength is very terrifying, a pair of fleshy palms are comparable to divine weapons, infinitely powerful, ruthless, defeated countless masters, I have never heard of him defeated in anyone's hands, and he is regarded as a genius who can be ranked in the top fifty within a radius of dozens of states.

In tonight's Heavenly Pavilion, Ding Desheng can definitely enter the top ten, which is an extremely tricky role.

Who knew that this young man in Tsing Yi just punched him casually, and he knocked Ding De upside down and vomited blood.

Who is this teenager?

Where did it come from?

The eyes of the white-clothed swordsman and the black-clothed thin young man were focused on Ding Hao's body for a while, revealing a surprised gaze, his expression changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the golden platform in the distance, the beautiful woman Fang Fei's wonderful eyes also stayed on Ding Hao for a long time, obviously shocked.

"Such a strong strength, what is the origin of this young man in Tsing Yi? He is so strong? This time, even the master has lost his eyes, and Ding Desheng is also one of the favored candidates, but he is vulnerable in front of him...... This son must definitely be taken seriously, maybe the organization can gain a lot from him. ”

Fang Fei was shocked.

She quietly gestured to a female warrior standing outside the hall.

The latter quickly turned away, as if to report something.

in the hall.

"Okay, okay, I really can't imagine that Lao Tzu kicked the iron plate this time, Lao Tzu admitted it, scholar, you leave a name, so that Lao Tzu knows who it is planted into. Ding Desheng's eyes were grim, staring at Ding Hao deadly.

"Northern Regions, Ding Hao. "The voice is clear.

Ding Desheng was stunned when he heard this.

The name is unheard of.

But since it is from the Northern Regions, it is not a strong man in Middle-earth Shenzhou, so he sneered at the moment and said: "Okay, this name Lao Tzu remembers, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, we will have a period later, sooner or later, one day, Lao Tzu will come again to ask for advice." ”

After speaking, his body shook, and he turned into a streamer and left.

With his fame and identity, since he lost so simply, it was equivalent to losing the qualification to continue to compete, and naturally he had no face to continue to stay here.

Ding Hao slowly sat back in place, ignoring the crowd.

The two female warriors beside her, Mu Ying and Miaoyu, still couldn't hide the shock on their faces at this time.

Especially Mu Ying, one of the leaders of the female warriors, her delicate and ruddy mouth opened into a big O-shape, and the shock in her heart was indescribable.

She had made a big mistake because she underestimated Ding Hao before, and originally thought that Ding Hao's defeat of Sun Xing was already incredible, but now it seems that it is just the tip of the iceberg of Ding Hao's strength, this seemingly gentle and humble young man in Tsing Yi, his strength is really unfathomable.

Fortunately, I have been forgiven by him, otherwise I am afraid that today is not just as simple as death.

The two of them served Ding Hao carefully.

The eyes of the others also moved away from Ding Hao's body.

After this battle, Ding Hao's strong strength has won the recognition of other people, and no one wants to provoke such a ruthless character.

At this time, there were nine people left in the hall, and four more people had to be eliminated before the remaining five were eligible to enter the back hall.

"Monk, do you want to stay too?" A master whose strength was in the realm of the Four Martial Emperors stared at the golden cicada who was comparable to the appearance of Ding Desheng in the previous [One Palm Broken Soul], and his tone was not good.

"Amitabha!" Jin Chanzi chanted a Buddha horn and said: "All living beings are the same, and the red powder is also a skeleton, you can see it, and the little monk will naturally see it." ”

When he said this, Sanskrit characters loomed all over his body, and a vague phantom of the Buddha's golden body was behind him, and everyone only felt that for a moment the good thoughts in their hearts were flourishing, and they couldn't help but think of many regretful things in the past, and they couldn't help but feel sad, and they couldn't control their feelings, and they only felt that the Buddha's golden body seemed to be like a god, and they almost wanted to kneel down and worship.

"Hmph!" the white-clothed swordsman snorted coldly before he woke up from the edge of the illusion.

In the next moment, the Buddha disappeared, and the golden Sanskrit characters dissipated.

Everyone present was horrified, and there was awe in their eyes when they looked at the golden cicada.

This handsome monk is like a monster, and with a few casual words, he can induce and manipulate everyone's feelings, such magical powers are too terrifying.

No one ever provoked this demon monk anymore.

What happened next had nothing to do with Ding Hao.

After a fight, four more people left.

In the end, the white-clothed swordsman, the black-clothed spear-shaved young man, Ding Hao, Jin Chanzi and a young man in a gorgeous costume, holding a folding fan, who was not tall, more handsome than Ding Hao and Jin Chanzi, and could almost be described as beautiful, a total of five people, got the opportunity to enter the back hall.

"All of you young heroes, you are all dragons among people, I believe that the Yuehua Fairy will be very interested in meeting you, please. ”

The character beauty Fang Fei walked down from the golden platform, made a gesture of please, and led a few people towards the depths of the corridor behind the Heavenly Pavilion.

Ding Hao always sat in front of the golden low table and did not move.

"Huh, isn't Ding Gongzi full yet? Don't worry, the food at the banquet in the back hall is much more exquisite than here. Seeing that Ding Hao didn't move, Fang Fei was stunned for a moment and made a little joke.

Ding Hao shook his head and said, "I'm just accompanying a friend, and I don't want to enter the back hall." ”

The others looked at Ding Hao's gaze as if they were looking at a monster.

What are you kidding, it's all come to this point, you suddenly said that you have no interest in going to the back hall at all, so why did you show such a high profile before? Especially the last genius who lost in the competition, wouldn't it be too wrong? If you had said it earlier, he could still get a chance that was hard to buy.

Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ding Hao's gaze, which made her a little more playful.

This young man in Tsing Yi can't be playing a trick to get away with it, right?

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