Chapter 664 Respect

"Okay, brothers, destroy his body, let's torture his spirit again, and we'll call it a day!" Guihu glanced at everyone, understood Zhuo Fan's instructions, and shouted loudly.

Nodding slightly, everyone walked towards Ren Cong with a wicked smile.

Unconsciously shaking his body, Ren Cong was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he flinched!

However, at this moment, a buzzing sound of space fluctuations sounded, and a white beam of light suddenly appeared in front of everyone. At the same time, an old voice came out faintly: "Okay, little guys, it's enough to make trouble, three hours have come, the team battle between Moce Sect and Tianxing Sect is over!"

"It's over, how can it be so soon?" Unable to help, Kui Lang said with an inexplicable expression: "We haven't destroyed this kid's body yet, and we haven't played enough yet, how come it's too late?"

When the rest of the people heard it, they were also a little disillusioned, as if the white horse had passed the gap.

Without realizing it, Zhuo Fan smiled and glanced at Ren Cong's bright red buttocks, and said lightly: "Okay, good times are always short, since the time is up, according to the rules of the Double Dragon Club, we will Stop it. By the way, Brother Ren, you are also the eldest son of the Tianxingzong, the first of the three sects to protect the country. We have no father and son on the battlefield, but we are still good friends on the battlefield. Friendship comes first, competition second. You see Do you go back by yourself, or do I find someone to help you go back?"

hypocritical!

His face couldn't help twitching, and he snorted inwardly at the audience on the battlefield.

Only today did they realize what a real cultivator is. Callous and shameless, hypocritical and perverted, Zhuo Fan is simply a combination of all evils.

Ren Cong's face was flattened and he didn't make a sound. He just silently took out a shirt from the ring and put it on, and then got up with difficulty, and walked towards the white light with his butt tucked, and then drilled into the white light. Once inside, he disappeared with a swoosh.

Looking at each other, Zhuo Fan and Kui Lang, the big men, laughed together.

Yueling and the others, with flushed cheeks, gave them a fierce look, and shook their heads noncommittally!

Then, Zhuo Fan and the others also entered the white light one after another, and the scenery in front of them suddenly changed, and they returned to the battlefield of Shuanglongyuan.

However, what greeted them was not cheers and applause, but a look of fear and fear from everyone.

The team battle between Moce Sect and Tianxing Sect was not as intense as people imagined, but on the contrary, it was a one-sided dilemma. And under Zhuo Fan's instruction, this team battle became a cat-and-mouse slaughter.

No, it should be a game!

Because everyone in the Tianxingzong was not killed directly, but played to death. It can be said that this battle shows the ruthlessness and brutality of Mocezong.

In the end, Ren Cong, the eldest son of Tianxingzong, would not have a good end if it wasn't for the title of young master, with the ruthless cruelty of Zhuo Fan and others.

Although the current situation is not so good...

His body was still trembling, Ren Cong stood opposite the people of Moce Sect with the help of Elder Qi. It's just that his head is still lowered, and the deep sense of fear makes him different from before, and he doesn't dare to lift his usual arrogant head to look at the devils on the opposite side.

Elder Qi saw that his son was so stimulated, stared at the people opposite, gritted his teeth with hatred, and clenched his fists tightly, making a rattling sound.

But Zhuo Fan and others didn't care, there was still an evil smile on their faces, as if to say, old man, there is something for you!

Glancing at both sides with cold eyes, the elder judge was noncommittal, and said lightly: "This time the Moce Sect and the Tianxingzong team battle, the Mocezong will go to ten people and return to nine people, and the Tianxingzong will go to ten people and return to one person, with absolute certainty. The advantage wins. Moce Sect, do you want to challenge again? At that time, your opponent will be the second-ranked Demon Soul Sect of the three sects!"

"Battle, of course we have to fight!"

Without thinking at all, Zhuo Fan blurted out.

As if he had already expected it, the elder judge nodded slightly and continued: "Then whether you will fight now, or rest for three days before fighting again, it is up to you to decide!"

"Our strength has not been consumed much, so we will fight now!" With a wicked smile, Zhuo Fan said loudly.

Nodding lightly, the judge elder looked in the direction of the Demon Soul Sect again, and said faintly: "Devil Soul Sect, are you willing to fight? If you don't want to fight, the Demon Strategy Sect will automatically advance, and you will lose a game!"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Han Yunfeng fell silent, thinking carefully.

Zhuo Fan was stunned and looked at him deeply, puzzled. Didn't this kid say he was going to give up a game before, why did he hesitate again?

"We will fight!" However, at this moment, Han Yunfeng suddenly raised his head, made a firm voice, and turned to Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of fighting intent: "If we don't fight, it is indeed The best choice, but in that case, we will definitely regret it for the rest of our lives. But don't think that you can humiliate us like you humiliated the Tianxingzong. The Demon Soul Sect only has ghosts who died in battle, and there are no humiliated people!"

"Hmph, then we'll see later..." With a cold smile, Green Scorpion shouted contemptuously, but Zhuo Fan waved his hand and stopped him immediately.

Lifting his eyelids slightly, Zhuo Fan looked at him deeply and nodded secretly: "Very good, but you have to be mentally prepared, we will never release water!"

"Hmph, no one wants you to release water!" With a cold smile, Han Yunfeng hummed softly.

An indifferent smile crossed the corner of his mouth, Zhuo Fan shook his head noncommittally, looked at the rest of the Moce Sect and said: "The people of the Demon Soul Sect are different from the previous Tianxing Sect and cannot be intimidated. Such an opponent, we will Stop playing and take it seriously."

"how

, there are only two of them in the Void Transformation Realm, and they also need us to be serious? "I couldn't help being stunned, Kui Lang took a deep look at everyone in the Demon Soul Sect and said strangely.

Without realizing it, Zhuo Fan said faintly: "Look at their eyes, they are all eager to die, you want to play, but they won't let you have fun. Instead of this, it's better to face them, just be I respect them. They came to the stage with the will to die from the very beginning. They knew that it was impossible to do it, and it was the way to practice against the sky. With the group of Tianxingzong, the second generation ancestor team swept the abacus. Different. Who should play and who should be respected, we should also have a measure!"

Unconsciously, Kui Lang and the others looked in the direction of Demon Soul Sect.

Sure enough, although they are comparable to the overall strength of Tianxingzong, everyone's expressions are much more dignified and resolute. Even after seeing how he and others tortured and killed those people in Tianxingzong, deep in their eyes, they still did not have the slightest timidity!

"These people... they really deserve to be taken seriously!" With a slight trembling of brows, Kui Lang took a deep breath, nodded lightly, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

Looking at these people, they suddenly remembered who they were at the time. If Zhuo Fan didn't give them a big boost in strength, they would probably be like the current disciples of the Demon Soul Sect, just thinking about throwing their own life into It's just a double dragon meeting!

For a time, everyone felt a lot of emotion and let out a long sigh.

Raising his eyes and glanced at the two sects, the judge elder coughed lightly and said indifferently: "The two disciples, please enter the Xumi Barrier, the second game of the Middle Three Sect Challenge begins!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan took the lead to walk towards the gate with his disciple, and Han Yunfeng hurriedly followed. I don't know if it was intentional or not, Zhuo Fan stopped for a while while walking, just in time for Han Yunfeng to catch up with his pace.

In this way, the two walked in at almost the same time, the disciples from both sides also entered at the same time, and when they teleported to the small valley again, the two sides also arrived at almost the same time!

"This kid also has something to like, he's not that wicked, he's a top bastard!" At the top of the stand, Wu Qingqiu couldn't help but smile happily as he watched all this.

Yan Mo watched from the side, his pupils trembled slightly, and he nodded involuntarily: "Indeed, now the Moce Sect is in full swing, this kid should be arrogant. But he just stopped for a moment before entering the enchantment again. , let Han Yunfeng catch up and enter side by side, but it is the greatest respect for the other party!"

"Yeah, if you respect me one point, I will pay you ten feet; if you insult me ​​three inches, I will pay you one hundred feet. Before this kid instructed the disciples of Moce Sect to torture and kill Tianxing Sect people, it doesn't seem unreasonable. It's just that We only saw the ruthlessness of Mocezong on the field, but we did not see the arrogance of Tianxingzong off the field, so we regarded the people of Mocezong as villains, and the notoriety of Modao probably came from this, hehe... ... this world!"

After taking a deep look at Wu Qingqiu, Yan Mo nodded lightly: "I didn't expect you, a disciple of the righteous way, to know the difficulties of our disciples of the devil's way. It's not easy!"

"Hehehe... It is precisely because it is the right path, so it is necessary to have a heart of tolerance. Demon disciples are paranoid, but it is not necessarily wrong, I will not be so biased!"

Without realizing it, Wu Qingqiu suddenly looked at Yan Mo and said, "By the way, I don't think Zhuo Fan is the kind of unreasonable person, he just treats people differently, and his methods are a bit poisonous. You said that he was almost tricked by him last time. Damn, how did you provoke him?"

"Uh, this... it's none of your business!" His cheeks flushed red, and the Flame Demon turned his head noncommittally.

Seeing this scene, Wu Qingqiu sneered and shook his head helplessly!

The devil loves to cause trouble, and his mind is narrow-minded, but he can't do anything. So when two magic cultivators meet, there will always be trouble. Alas, it's not like a disciple of the righteous way, everyone wears a mask on their face, hypocrisy is a bit hypocritical, but it can also be peaceful, right?

Thinking of this, Wu Qingqiu couldn't help shaking his head helplessly, the demon's straightforwardness and anger, and the hypocrisy and peacefulness of the righteous, but who knows who is the devil and who is the righteous...

On the other hand, as soon as the two disciples entered the valley, they confronted each other. Zhuo Fan stepped lightly, and immediately jumped behind the crowd, looking at the opposite side coldly.

The brows trembled, Han Yunfeng and others looked puzzled, but Zhuo Fan laughed and said faintly: "It's the original sentence, who will share the joy with me? After the nine of them, come to me again. in front of you!"

The pupils couldn't help but tremble, and Han Yunfeng's complexion immediately became cold, looking at Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of anger...