HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

More and more corpses were piled up on the side of the ring, which was close to fifty.

The ninth-level disciples who challenged Ge Hong seemed to show no signs of stopping, but there were only about a dozen people standing under the ring.

The elders such as Hui Gen still did not stop, and Kun Peng just watched indifferently, and Ge Hong's speed in killing the challenger also slowed down significantly.

In the early days, almost all of them were one kill, then two and three moves, and then five or six moves. Now it basically takes ten moves to get the challenger out of the ring, and there are still a few who have not been killed, but were seriously injured and guarded. The team moved to the other side and let their master heal.

The disciples in the audience gradually became numb. They have basically believed that their head is by no means the primary cultivation base of the gods that everyone has seen before. Although they dare not say that the head of the Maoshan School should be the strongest, but it is definitely better than all the students of the Maoshan School.

This is how they feel now.

Of course, Kunpeng could also tell from their expressions, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

What he wants is such an effect.

After the last challenged disciple under the ring was killed, Ge Hong's clothes were all soaked, and his face was all covered, and even the coiled hair seemed to be dripping with water.

He just stood still, ready to take a breath, a lanky elder had already flown into the ring.

"Hehe, it's time to play, and finally came out." Kun Peng smiled coldly in his heart, but asked Ge Hong, "Master Ge Hong, if you need to rest, just say it, if you don't rest, then continue playing."

"Host, I can still persist." Ge Hong took a deep breath and responded loudly.

The first elder who came up to challenge the corner of his mouth slightly, although it was not obvious enough, it was discovered by Ge Hong. At the same time, both Kun Peng and Mei Chaofeng Huang Rong could see.

The two didn't say anything, just like two enemies met, they were about to fight anyway, and they didn't even bother to say false cutscenes. Hands-on was the only solution.

As soon as Ge Hong responded to Kun Peng's words, he had already punched the old man. The long sword was behind him. He didn't use a sword. It seemed that he felt that he might not need to use a sword to fight Ge Hong.

But Ge Hong didn't think so.

Before fighting against those disciples of the ninth level of the gods, he did not use weapons, so his long sword was placed on the edge of the ring. At this time, the thin and long old man made a spiritual fist, but he quickly retreated to the edge of the ring, and at the same time he drew sideways, he grabbed the long sword.

He has not learned Kunpeng's free steps, but the footwork and bodywork he showed at this time are very sensitive and fast, and it is almost difficult to see the shadow.

I saw a flash of white light on the ring, followed by blood mist rising.

The thin and long old man had already fallen on the arena, and his soul had slowly risen. He was unwilling to stay above the arena for a while before finally flying high in the sky.

The soul of the spirit body shouldn't go to the underworld. The souls that have soared before are still floating high in the sky. In the process of floating, it seems that they are slowly transferring to the second world spirit body.

Kunpeng hadn't paid attention to this issue before, so it seemed that he had to find an opportunity to ask Ge Hong how his soul was converted after the spiritual body was destroyed.

And Ge Hong killed an elder with one move, and once again refreshed the recognition of the Maoshan Sect disciples and elders, all revealing an incredible look: Is his previous fatigue an illusion? ..