Jun Mo was furious: "It's not eye-catching! It's fine if you don't plant the end of a duel with the young master! It's like you dare to stop the young master, which is simply asking for death! However, since you have taken action, the young master will act as you taking the initiative to challenge the young master.
! Very good, a three-star peak saint is just a good match in the Elite Hall. You can wait first, and wait until the young master cuts off half of his strength before coming to find you!"
Jun Mo had already seen the attacker. He was a middle-aged man in blue clothes, with the peak strength of the Three-Star Saint.
As he said that, Jun Mo's big hand shook, and the claw shadow directly grabbed the big hand that was slapped in the air, lifting Zhu Youxiao, who was shocked, with his neck like a chicken.
"Ah! What are you...what are you going to do?"
Zhu Youxiao's face turned red and screamed with a hint of horror: "Let me go down immediately. This is the Elite Hall, this is the Elite Hall of the Sky School. You and I are students of the School of Education. What are you going to do?
What do you want to do?”
"What are you doing? What a joke!"
Jun Mo sneered: "Dead Pig! The young master said that those who dare not stutter on the stage will take the time of the young master to lose half of their strength! Now, the young master naturally wants to take action and win you back one star!"
"Bastard! Elite Hall has the rules of Elite Hall, so you can't do anything randomly. Let Zhu Youxiao go down immediately and I will decide the outcome with you!"
A majestic figure fell from the sky and fell in front of Jun Mo, looking angry. It was the three-star saint who had just blocked him but was easily shattered by Jun Mo.
"A victory or defeat? What are you?"
Jun Mo sneered without slashing, and ignored the middle-aged man. He shook his hands gently, and Zhu Youxiao immediately let out a howl like a pig:
"Ah! Damn bastard, you devil, what method did you use to absorb my strength, my mental strength, my spirit, and even my soul power are weakening, ah! Stop! Stop! Great-grandfather,
Why haven't you taken action and slapped this damn guy to death..."
"Phone to death? Who dares? Don't say it's your great-grandfather. Even if your eighteen generations of ancestors come together, today's strength will be reduced by the young master!"
Jun Mo sneered, "Don't blame me, if you want to blame yourself! If you hadn't followed my young master's rules, provoked my young master's pressure, and wanted to escape, you wouldn't take me seriously.
, You are committing a taboo, and you must be punished twice as much, do you know?"
As he said that, Jun Mo shook his hand suddenly and threw Zhu Youxiao at the middle-aged man.
Everyone present, all the saints, could easily feel the breath of Zhu Youxiao and fell wildly in the air.
From the peak of the two-star saint, it fell straight, high, middle, and low, it fell below the realm of the two-star saint, and it actually fell to the peak of the first-star saint, and it was still falling, but it stopped at the high-star saint.
Everything happened in an instant.
Even before Zhu Youxiao flew to the middle-aged man, he fell from a two-star peak saint to a small realm, a one-star high-level saint, which was not weakened half of his strength, but simply weakened four or five.
Time.
This is Jun Mo's double punishment.
Everyone was shocked by Jun Mo's magical methods, including the middle-aged man at the peak of the Three-Star Saint.
"Great-Great-Great-Christian, you want to avenge me!"
Zhu Youxiao suddenly screamed and thumped on the middle-aged man.
"Die!"
The middle-aged man finally came back from his shock, suddenly let out an angry roar, opened his hand and grabbed it into a hideous green dragon claw, and grabbed Jun Mo.
This person was actually Zhu Youxiao's great-grandfather, and finally started a sudden attack.
"Shuh! It seems that the young master must clean up with you."
Jun Mo flew over with a backhand, and the same green palm print slapped the middle-aged man's blue dragon claws like a shattering, slapped the middle-aged man's face firmly, and directly slapped half of the middle-aged man's cheek.
He knocked his mouth and teeth away, and flew in the air for ten rounds before he landed on the ground with a plop, and fainted cleanly.
"You dare to move my people!"
Suddenly, a angrily voice rang through the sky and earth, and a powerful pressure blew across the duel arena like a hurricane: "Jun Mo, I don't care about you for being the same 81 children, but this
You don’t need to take back the Bianlimei Green Lightsword, just treat it as compensation for your injury!"
As he said that, a figure fell into the field. He was a handsome young man with a jade-like face and a strong aura of swords. Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed the Li Mei Green Light Sword floating in the air.
The boy is a three-star peak saint!
And it is the kind of three-star peak saint who is infinitely close to four stars, which can attract disasters at any time, and is confident of overcoming disasters and becoming a four-star saint. It is better than the middle-aged man who was slapped by Jun Mo just now.
More than many times.
But, so what?
What are the children of the eighty-one families?
In just one sentence, Jun Mo would lose a medium-grade holy weapon? The compensation for injuring people? What a just reason!
It's a huge joke!
The most important thing is that when this person appears, he actually said a word and grabbed the sword directly. This is simply damn. Why did this person make Jun Mo feel extremely uncomfortable out of thin air?
"You are so brave!"
Jun Mo suddenly let out a very cold laugh: "This is a duel arena. You are entering the arena, neither challenging nor defeating me. You just want to collect the spoils with your bare hands. I'm afraid there is no such cheap thing in the world! And that sword
Some are uncontrollable, you have to be more at ease, you must be split by a sword and split into two halves. That young master is not polite, he must leave half of it!"
"Just, it's hard to get this if you're a mere mid-grade holy weapon..."
The young man sneered, and his big hand was still snatching Li Mei's Green Light Sword, but the Green Light Sword suddenly flashed and turned into thousands of sword shadows, slashing on him, interrupting his words.
.
Almost the moment before the Li Mei Qinglight Saber hit, a powerful aura suddenly burst out. At the same time, a dark golden scale appeared on him, enduring the attack of Li Mei Qinglight Saber, but
The young master was still chopped back thousands of feet.
Moreover, the Li Mei Green Light Sword was still floating like a ghost, emitting sword lights unyieldingly, slashing on the backward young man's scales, which smelled like he would never give up until he split it.
"Damn it! How could Li Mei Qing Lightsaber exert such a powerful power?"
The boy's face turned red, and light golden blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth. The internal organs were already injured by the continuous attacks of Li Mei Qingguangsaber. He widened his eyes and shouted suddenly: "No, I really can't hold on anymore."