The Immortal King In The City Chapter 1335: The benefits of No. 1
Mu Tongling's eyes seemed to be emitting flames, and the tyrannical aura exuding from his body became stronger and stronger.
Some monks who were close to him were aware of it, and quickly moved away, so as not to be affected.
"You are not eligible for this honor!"
There was a flash of light in the hands of the wooden psychic, and the halberd, exuding a cold warfare, appeared in his hand again.
One person, one halberd, cold and solemn aura, shocking the world! ! !
Mu Tongling looked at Qin Ming from a distance, the killing intent in his eyes was not afraid to hide it, he just wanted to kill this trash.
He doesn't need to cover up.
Because he is a member of the Mu family, one of the strongest geniuses of the present age, and one of the people most likely to break through to the Yuan Ying stage in the future.
He is arrogant and invincible.
He kills whoever he wants to kill. There is no need for any consideration, because here, no one can stop him!
The domineering nature of the wood psychic made everyone close to him have to retreat and dare not shake his edge.
Countless pairs of eyes all fell on Qin Ming's body, and there are some gloating people.
Of course, they are extremely dissatisfied with this result. Now that the wood psychic can solve this waste, it is a very pleasant thing for anyone.
I have to say that once a person's jealousy is stimulated, it is also very scary.
By Qin Ming's side, when Mu Tongling looked over, Lin Ning only felt as if two flames were burning herself madly.
It's terrible!
This is not a crush on the cultivation base, but a suppression on the pure momentum!
Just when he could hardly hold it and was already sweating profusely, a hand patted him on the shoulder, it was Qin Ming.
At this moment, Lin Ning magically noticed that those oppressive feelings disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.
He immediately turned his head to look at Qin Ming, his eyes strange.
Qin Ming's face was indifferent, as if he couldn't notice the aura from the wood psychic crushing.
"A mere mere name, why is this?" Qin Ming felt extremely disdainful when he looked at the other's murderous eyes.
To put it bluntly, this number one sounds like a great one, but it's actually that way.
Desperately fighting for this fame? Do you still have a brain?
Hearing Qin Ming's words, Mu Tongling's eyes became more gloomy, and a tyrannical anger was brewing quickly, almost bursting out.
Isn’t this kid making a mockery of having no brains when he calls all this a "fiction"?
Since childhood, no one dared to talk to him in this tone.
Not to mention a kid whose cultivation level is fundamentally inadequate.
This feeling of being mocked by the ants made him feel endless humiliation and brought him unprecedented anger and killing intent.
The cold killing intent has condensed into a gust of wind, centering on him, raging around.
Qin Ming narrowed his eyes, he didn't mind if he really wanted to do it.
"Die!"
The next moment, Mu Lingling didn't hesitate at all, he gritted his teeth and spoke, then waved the cold halberd in his hand.
The cold light circulated above the blade, turning into a large shining sharp blade, bursting out of the air, slashing out towards Qin Ming.
Seeing this, Qin Ming snorted coldly, preparing to fight back.
But just as they were about to fight, a middle-aged figure appeared between them out of thin air.
The middle-aged man opened his hands and released his spiritual power to resolve all the sharp blades. When Qin Ming saw this, he temporarily stopped.
This middle-aged humanist and scribe looks very elegant and romantic, and always has a cynical smile on his face.
He is like an ordinary person, no one can detect the breath in him.
However, no one dares to really ignore him! ! !
"I don't care what your status or strength is, you just don't give me face when you shoot here. People who don't give me face usually end badly."
The middle-aged scribe said with a smile, his smile made people feel like spring breeze.
But his words made people feel jealous and shudder.
No one would doubt what he said. Once he does something here, he will probably die miserably.
His attack was resolved, the wood psychic anger rose, and his chest was ups and downs very violently, like a beast about to eat people.
"Boy of the Mu family, this is my site, not your Mu family's site, you can try it if you are not afraid of death."
Feeling the anger of the wood psychic, the middle-aged scribe turned around and smiled at him.
From his smile, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of horror! ! ! !
Mu psychic frowned, the anger in his heart almost made him move, but reason told him not to.
Finally, he gave a cold snort before he stopped.
The middle-aged scribe looked back disdainfully, and then looked at Qin Ming, this time his smile was full of jokes.
"Boy, the first halo is not that easy to wear. There may be a lot of hardships in the future. Come on yourself."
"The younger generation understands." Qin Ming said calmly.
The middle-aged scribe nodded ~IndoMTL.com~ and looked around to calm everyone down.
"One hundred people who cleared the level can participate in the arena. Those who have not cleared the level can leave by themselves or stay and watch."
After a few words, the middle-aged scribes left.
The monks who have not cleared the customs are usually placed in the guest rooms in the building complex, and the first 100 people can choose to practice in the mountain cave or live in the guest rooms.
As the number one, Qin Ming can naturally choose the best mountain.
"Brother Lin, are you interested in being together?" Qin Ming invited with a smile.
Lin Ning was taken aback, then nodded stupidly.
He chased up and followed Qin Ming, feeling very complicated, especially when he thought of boasting and showing off in front of him just now, it was even more embarrassing.
I'm only the hundredth, Qin Ming is the first! ! !
Before taking a few steps, Qin Ming felt a little bit and turned his head to look aside.
He saw that Wood Channelling had already summoned his own alien chariot, and he was standing on the chariot, staring here with murderous expression on his face.
Mu Tongling made a "cut throat" action to Qin Ming, which was full of provocation.
Seeing this, Qin Ming narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of cold sneers.
It's not that the Mu Family hasn't killed him before, so he will kill another one.
"Brother Qin, you have to be careful. This wooden psychic is proud and arrogant. He is a villain who will repay you. He will not let you go!"
Lin Ning said with a worried look, being stared at by such a fierce man, he knew that there would be no good results.
He is even a little worried about himself. Will it be dangerous if he and Qin Ming are so close?
"What are you afraid of? I will abolish him." Qin Ming was not worried at all.
Lin Ning felt helpless, wondering what capital do you have to fight with others?
(End of this chapter)