C862 A peerless talker!

Thank you to the healthy old man, King's boredom big bounty!

Thank you to the climacteric old man, the lovable rabbit-paper monarch, 31599443, the great buffalo * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Even though his ranking didn't move, it was still at 38. However, I know that everyone is doing their best, so I'll just give it my all and continue!

Hearing this, the warriors who came to watch the show suddenly came to a realization. Each of them pulled their tails up and used all of their strength to turn into streams of light and frantically ran out of Demon Moon City.

If he still didn't run, what if the Zhang Sha Shen got angered by Mo Qingyang giving him the coffin? One move to destroy the heaven and earth, another sword to shatter the earth, I don't want to die foolishly under his incomparably berserk martial skill!

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of streams of light flew across the sky like a rainbow, running like a piss towards the outside.

Zhang Dongcheng looked at the broken coffin in his hand, but he did not get angry. He smiled and said to Mo Qingyang: "Although I am an opponent of the stage, there is no need to curse so viciously right?"

"No need?" Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha! Zhang Dongcheng, today, I have come to deliver your coffin! "Today in the arena, I will personally kill you and send you to this coffin so that your death will be worth it!"

"Hehehehe, hahahahaha!"

Mo Qingyang's arrogant laughter was as ear-piercing as a crow in the middle of the night.

The Corpse Carrying Taoist watched from above and was enraged. This Mo Qingyang was giving a coffin to his boss, it was something he could not tolerate!

"Mo Qingyang, I think this coffin is for you right? Fighting with my boss, you're courting death! " The Corpse Carrying Taoist screamed out loud as he hid behind Zhang Dongcheng and pointed at his nose while cursing non-stop.

Ying Er was enraged, and berated: "Mo Qingyang, if we want to fight to the death, we will fight to the death on the stage, is there a need to give us the coffin? Are you trying to provoke the anger of my Young Master? "

A cold light flashed in Mo Qingyang's eyes as he coldly snorted: "That's right, I want to incite the anger of Zhang Sha Shen. I want to see how terrifying a Zhang Sha Shen with all my strength is!"

"Zhang Dongcheng, do not doubt it. After today's battle, I will send you to this coffin and make your legend, your legend, become the biggest joke in The Road to Heaven!"

"As for me, I am the true victor. I am the true winner. Your legend is about to end and my legend has only just begun!"

"Hehe, you're ordinary!"

After throwing down those words, Mo Qingyang turned and left!

This time, Mo Qingyang had meticulously prepared a journey of posturing, and this time, he wanted to let everyone see, who was the true heaven's pride level expert that looked down on the world and looked down on all things!

However, Mo Qingyang did not realize who was the real King of all kings!

Zhang Dongcheng's casual words came from behind him, as if he did not care about Mo Qingyang's extremely arrogant and despotic actions at all.

"Boss, you learnt the Sky Corpse Taoist Technique, I wonder what level of zombie this Mo Qingyang can train to?"

When his boss asked this question, Corpse Carrying Taoist immediately replied, "Boss, this Mo Qingyang's talent is not good enough, and his strength is low. I estimate that he can only train a Level 2 Black Zombie!"

"Level two black zombie?" "What does it look like?"

"Boss, this level two black zombie is a level one white zombie that has eaten a lot of blood essence. After a few years, it shed all the white hair on its body, and replaced it with a body of black hair that is several inches long, it is still afraid of the sun and the fire at the moment, and its movements are relatively slow and its entire body is as black as ink. It is very bad, as long as I move into the Corpse Sect, I can only do the simplest things like going up the mountain to chop firewood, digging dung ditches and planting land to pull carriages."

"Damn, it's that bad?" He thought that Yue Yang was some kind of good seedling, but in the future, when Yue Yang was brought back to Sky Breaking Sect, all the holes in the sect would be dug out by him! This brat looks young, if he's black and stiff, don't call him Mo Qingyang, call him the fecal digging boy! "

Hearing that, Mo Qingyang almost fell to the ground!

Damn it, this daddy is such a heaven's pride expert, yet you want me to turn into a second grade Dark Icy?! And you want me to go to the Sky Breaking Sect to dig out feces?!

Hearing that, Corpse Carrying Taoist was stunned, he looked at Zhang Dongcheng with a face full of worship: "Damn, boss, you have chosen the name of the best!"

Ying Er laughed till her bones were trembling, and couldn't even say a word.

The warriors, who were hiding far away, all had their faces twitching when they heard this. A few of them chuckled and laughed until they fell to the ground, tears streaming down their faces.

"Oh my god, the Zhang Sha Shen is so damn strong!"

"F * ck, he's too powerful, what kind of brain does the Zhang Sha Shen have? He even wants to get his hands on the shit boy's words!"

"I'm so funny, Mo Qingyang wanted to slap Zhang Dongcheng on the face, but he turned his head and was sent flying!"

"Zhang Sha Shen not only has extraordinary methods, his mouth is also peerless! Look, Mo Qingyang's face is so angry that it's like pig liver! "

"Wahahaha, I can't take it anymore! I'm about to die from laughter!"

As the stifled laughter reached the end, over ten thousand martial artists began to laugh out loud. The entire Demon Moon City was filled with deafening laughter.

Listening to the laughter, Mo Qingyang's face turned red and purple, purple and black, as though he was about to explode!

What the f * * k!

Zhang Dongcheng, I will not let you go!

Turning his head, Mo Qingyang stared straight at Zhang Dongcheng, his eyes almost spitting out fire.

Zhang Dongcheng looked at him with a smile, patted the broken coffin, and laughed: "From now on, you will stay at night.

Dung boy, dung boy!

These four words exploded in Mo Qingyang's mind, causing golden stars to appear in front of his eyes, slanted his mouth, and wanted to scold Zhang Dongcheng. However, even if he racked his brains, he could not think of a single word to say.

After being stunned for a long time, Mo Qingyang could only clench his teeth and run!

F * ck, he couldn't be scolded again. The fire in his mouth couldn't even reach a tenth of Zhang Dongcheng's firepower, if he didn't run now, the laughter of the warriors and Corpse Carrying Taoist s would drive him crazy.

The screen in front of Zhang Dongcheng exploded as well. The netizens on Earth were also laughing maniacally at 666!

"66666, streamer, the boy who took out the dung has offended you?"

"66666!" This was considered offending him? This is advertising for them. If we're talking about advertising fees, then that boy will have to pay a hundred million dollars! "

"99999, my host. You've hit the jackpot!"

"Motherf * cker, I can't stand this anymore. Host, how much is the boy who dug out the feces giving you? "I, the Grand Simida universe woman will give you twice as much!"

"I, Northeast F4, will give you four times the amount!"

"I, Long Ao Tian, Ye Liangchen, will give you eight times the amount!"

"In terms of verbal sparring, I don't even go to the toilet, I only serve as a streamer!"

"Holy shit, I'm going crazy from laughing!"

In the afternoon, Demon Moon City, the Qualification Competition for the Earth Board.

The main show!

The Sky Breaking Sect's Sect Leader, Zhang Dongcheng, against the Rogue Cultivator, Mo Qingyang!

In the morning, Mo Qingyang delivered the coffin to Zhang Dongcheng, and the matter of him being called as a useless boy had already spread throughout the entire Demon Moon City like the wind.