Chapter 1114

The outstanding young friars in the Ninth Heaven have always been divided into five classes: third rate genius, second rate genius, first-class genius, super first-class genius, and the top genius standing at the top of the Ninth Heaven.

According to legend, above the top talents, there are monster talents. This kind of genius rarely haunts in the nine heavenly realms. No one knows their background, but each of them is ridiculously young. Often in their twenties and thirties, their accomplishments have reached the fourth level of the Tao wheel and even the heaven realm. And every time they appear, they will set off an uproar in the nine heaven. Almost every move they make can affect the pattern of heaven and earth for hundreds of years.

It has been speculated that those monster level geniuses were born in heaven and earth, without father and mother. They were born to be the darling of heaven, such as the congenital pulse. But the appearance of a man broke these guesses, and that man was Jiulong Jun.

Jiulongjun is a monster genius and the only monster genius who can trace its origin so far. It is also because of his appearance that those monster level talents who see the dragon head but not the tail become more and more complicated and legendary.

"Tianbang genius can't get a move in his hands... He's so young that only monster genius can do it."

"Monster level genius is here again... But why did he kill tianbang master?"

"He said it was a point task. Which sect would have such an adverse point task?"

The friars in the Taoist palace whispered in a word. They were shocked and depressed by the fat man's means, but they all refused to leave. If they missed the legendary monster genius today, I'm afraid they will never see it again.

"Nine more."

The fat man gently stroked the donkey's back and said to himself, "No. one, two, three, four... Nine minus four is five."

The people listened, and many monks looked strange.

Monsters are monsters. Not only are they powerful and acting strangely, but even their words are unpredictable.

But some monks reacted instantly.

"He said there were five left. Would he have to kill four more talents?"

"But how does he know where the remaining tianbang talents are, unless..."

"Unless Yu Ruchen is not only a genius here!"

Suddenly, the monks' eyes lit up one after another.

This generation's tianbang is known as the strongest generation in thousands of years. Almost every genius on the list has been famous all over the world before they boarded the tianbang. Yu Ruchen, a genius of the jade family, can only be ranked 11th. Evil stars in troubled times, such as Nanli, are only ranked 8th. It is conceivable that the tianbang is powerful.

Although Yu Ruchen died miserably, after all, he has just been listed in heaven, and his reputation and achievements are far inferior to those of the other talents.

"Hehe, the four of you can find our way and follow us here. You must be the one with real strength in the tianbang. One first and three second. I hope you four can surprise our way."

The fat man looked up with the same smile on his face.

Buzz!

From the surrounding boxes, there were bursts of discussion like a frying pan.

It's really a genius! In addition to Yu Ruchen, there are four tianbang geniuses in this Taoist palace!

"He found me long ago... But he didn't seem to recognize me before." Luo Chuan picked his eyebrow, secretly strange.

Just then, laughter rang out.

Bang!

A box under Luo Chuan was blown to pieces. A handsome man flew out laughing and slowly floated in front of the fat man.

Not far behind the man, a holy woman was worried.

"Nanli, you're the first one who can't hold his breath."

Luo Chuan smiled inexplicably. His relationship with the talents on the tianbang is somewhat complicated, especially Nanli and Yuyou West. Although they have friendship, they are both enemies and friends.

But at this moment, Luo Chuan, as the third in tianbang, inevitably feels the same hatred in the face of Shengting disciples who are trying to kill tianbang's talents.

For Nanli, Luochuan is still quite confident. Among the talents in tianbang, Luo Chuan knows Nanli best. Nanli's strength is at the same level as Luo Chuan. Although Luo Chuan has an absolute advantage in his achievements, he also knows that Nanli still has many hidden backhands.

"Fat man, do you know who this road is?" Nan Li folded his arms and asked with a sneer.

"Nanli, born in demon cultivation, ranked eighth in the list of heaven, is called the world demon star." the fat man also smiled.

"It seems that you have studied all the people on the tianbang for a long time. Do you know that the most annoying thing for Nanli is the guy who is as arrogant as you and thinks he is the best in the world. However, a worthless young master of the jade family is forced to be carried to the tianbang. If Nanli wants to kill him, it's just a move." Nanli looks down at the fat man and says faintly.

"Oh? That's great." the fat man's eyes showed deep joy from his heart: "don't lie."

"Of course not." Nan Li opened his mouth and gestured, "if I lie, that's it."

"What's that?" asked the fat man curiously.

"This..."

Two cold lights suddenly flashed in Nanli's eyes, and his hand changed, just like pinching a strange printing method.

A white wave jumped out from the soles of Nanli's feet. His body method was fast to the extreme. Even Luo Chuan only felt a flower in front of him, and Nanli appeared in front of the fat man.

Compared with other monks who can't even see people, Luo Chuan can also capture Nanli's figure. In this case, Luo Chuan was also secretly surprised. Compared with a few months ago, Nanli was obviously stronger. His body method seemed to learn confession, but Luo Chuan wondered why he had never seen the white one so far.

The fat man hasn't responded yet. Nanli claps it with his palm.

In his palm, the plum blossom duel is hidden, and the most profound artistic conception in the plum blossom duel is taken out. This palm was brewing from the south. By the time he took the shot, the power had been brewing to the peak. The superposition of flesh and Huang Ting was filled with mysterious and mysterious fighting morality.

Boom!

Nanli's palm hit the fat man's face.

Thousands of palms tear the void. Thousands of snow plum blossoms and dances in the void, turning into a fighting world and surrounding the fat man.

Such a precise, complex and ever-changing number of Xuemei duels has evolved in the world where the fat man is located and turned into an unstoppable and strange offensive to tear the fat man up in an instant!

The void closed slowly. The fat man and the world were shot down and disappeared.

In the Taoist palace, the monks were stunned and sweating cold on their foreheads.

What shocked them was not the complete victory of Nanli's move, but the mysterious changes contained in Nanli's palm.

The number fighter is a Taoist technique that only the first-class figures of Zu zunxuan are qualified to play. Just looking at the mystery can make ordinary friars have a headache.

The fighting world under Nanli's palm, not to mention those offensives derived from it, just Xuemei, who changes indefinitely but contains the essence of heaven and earth, makes many monks present dizzy and unstable. When the fighting evolved into an attack move, most of the monks present had an immersive and irresistible fear.

What's more, Nanli has no sign of sneak attack.

If yu Ruchen is on the opposite side, he will come to the same end as the fat man.

"How awesome! It's also a second kill!"

"Tell me, how weak is the jade star? The fat man killed the fat man, and the fat man was killed by Nanli. Can't Nanli kill the jade star by hooking his fingers?"

"I can't say that. However, Nanli is really strong and deserves to be called the evil star. I thought that the fat man would be a monster genius. I didn't expect to compare with the real genius on the list of heaven, but it's just so."

The monks talked and laughed happily and looked relaxed.

The geniuses in yuruchen's original box look ugly one by one. In their eyes, yuruchen already exists as a demon. Now they just know that tianbang is also hierarchical. The strength of yuruchen they flatter is in tianbang, but at the bottom.

However, Nanli in the center of the Tao palace did not show the lightness and joy of the winner. He frowned and closed his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, Yu Youxi, shadowless Zhenjun and Luo Chuan also have a dignified face.

"Over there."

Luo Chuan suddenly turned his head and looked south, northeast behind him.

Click!

The sound of eating melon seeds sounded.

The voice was like a talisman. As soon as Fang sounded, the Taoist palace immediately quieted down. The friars turned and looked at it with no good consternation, and their faces turned white.

Click!

Behind Nanli, the fat man ate melon seeds as if nothing had happened. He smiled and floated in the air. There was no trace of damage on his Taoist robe. His clothes were neat and his hair bun was not disorderly. It seemed that it was another person who had been hit by Nanli before.

"Yes, you didn't lie to me."

The fat man put away the melon seeds and looked at Nanli with satisfaction: "with your just hit, it's enough to kill the Taoist friend before. Only one thing, you must rely on sneak attack. You're very strong. Maybe you can survive three moves in my hand."

"Three moves..."

Nanli's eyes widened with exaggeration, and his eyes were about to fall out: "Sir, I know you're arrogant, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. Grandma, look, sir, I'll pinch and burst your eggs!"

Nanli roared with anger and swept towards the fat man.

Nanli's fist was like a flying fire meteor, pouring all his strength into the fat man's arm.

Bang!

The fat man lifted his hand and blocked the attack of Nanli.

"One, two, one, two."

In front of everyone, the fat man twisted his waist and stretched solemnly.

Nanli's fist came out without a shadow. Each fist was full of explosive power. His muscles had already soared, his veins were exposed, and his blood had condensed to the top. His fist was enough to kill a dragon, but every fist was blocked by the fat man.

The fat man's body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible and colorless water cover. His fists in the South were hard, but they were easily swept away like leaves on the waves.

Until after ten punches, the fat man was still moving his muscles and bones and had no intention of fighting back.

"This monster is more arrogant than Luochuan!"

Nanli scolded in his heart. Two white lights flashed in his eyes and suddenly changed his moves.