Futian Sword Fanatics

Although the cultivation level of the people around him was not low, but the highest among them was on par with Mo Lin's overall strength, so Mo Lin was not afraid of them, even if he was not a match for Mo Lin, he could still take a Great Destruction Pellet and raise his level by 5.    

    

It could be said that when Mo Lin saw the strength of the people around him, he was already confident of winning.    

    

"Hahaha, I never thought that my cultivation would be the highest here. It seems that this time, I can smoothly enter the top three hundred. If any of you want to fight me, then quickly stand up. If not, then I will directly advance!"    

    

At this moment, the highest cultivation level, an 8-Yuan Immortal King, looked at the crowd with a face full of ridicule as he arrogantly spoke.    

    

He thought that he had the highest cultivation among the ten of them, so this chance to be promoted would definitely be his!    

    

Just as he finished speaking, the surrounding people's faces darkened.    

    

"My lord's divine might is unrivaled, my cultivation is outstanding, I give up!"    

    

At this moment, a young man in the Nine Yuan Limitless Stage looked at the middle-aged man with the cultivation of an Eight Yuan Immortal King and clasped his fists respectfully.    

    

"Hahaha, you sure are tactful. I, Hu Tugang, admire people like you!"    

    

Just as the Nine Yuan Limitless Stage youth was about to forfeit, Hu Tugang laughed out loud with a complacent look on his face.    

    

Naturally, Hu Tugang was one of the ten people with a cultivation of eight Yuan Immortal King Stage.    

    

"What about you? If not, I will start the fight now. Let me tell you this, when I, Hu Tugang attack, I must see blood. Do you want to give up or do you want to fight me? "    

    

At this time, Hu Tugang had a cold smile on his face as he taunted the remaining eight people.    

    

And at this time, Mo Lin looked at Hu Tugang, then looked at the few people around him, he thought, although Hu Tugang's cultivation was the highest, the cultivation of the remaining few people were not considered low, Hu Tugang might have coerced them into giving up, but how could they give up on such an opportunity that was not easy to come by? Impossible!    

    

And because of this, Mo Lin knew that there must be a fierce battle between these people!    

    

He thought that he could just wait until they were beaten and wounded before making his move, making the final decision.    

    

Thinking of this, Mo Lin decided to sit by the side and watch the fight.    

    

Thinking of this, Mo Lin immediately retreated and sat down!    

    

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad. Yet another person has given up. I admire it!"    

    

At this moment, was sitting at the side with a cold smile on his face.    

    

Naturally, when he saw Mo Lin sitting at the side, he thought that Mo Lin had given up. In truth, he did not know what Mo Lin was thinking nor knew of Mo Lin's strength!    

    

However, after hearing Hu Tugang's words, Mo Lin did not say anything, and directly sat on the spot, looking at the remaining eight people.    

    

One had to know that of the remaining seven people, four were at the 6-Yuan Immortal King Stage and three were at the 7-Yuan Immortal King Stage. Although they were not as strong as Hu Tugang, they were not much weaker.    

    

"What, you don't want to give up?"    

    

At this time, Hu Tugang looked at the seven people by his side, stood with his hands behind his back, and threatened with power.    

    

"Give up? Why should he give up? This Immortal City's Martial Meet will take place every few decades. This opportunity that we have fought so hard for, how can we just give it up like that! "    

    

Right at this moment, a six Yuan Immortal King Stage, middle-aged man with a moustache, looked at Hu Tugang and spoke with a slightly angry tone.    

    

"Oh? A rare opportunity? Don't want to give up? Since you do not want to give up, then I will start from you! Just right, I will let you see my, Hu Tugang's, methods! "    

    

Right at this moment, Hu Tugang looked at the six Yuan Immortal King Stage, middle-aged man with a moustache, opened his mouth, and said with a gloomy face.    

    

When the moustached man heard Hu Tugang's words, his face instantly turned white!    

    

Even though he knew that with his cultivation, he was definitely not a match for Hu Tugang, how could he tolerate Hu Tugang humiliating him like this?    

    

Out of anger, out of respect, he had to fight Hu Tugang head on!    

    

Seeing Hu Tugang, the moustached man took a step forward and walked in front of Hu Tugang.    

    

"Hu Tugang, don't think that just because your cultivation is higher than ours, we will be afraid of you. Whether you are a mule or a horse, come out and walk for a bit."    

    

It was at this moment that the moustached middle-aged man took the initiative to attack, slapping out with his palm, wanting to gain the initiative!    

    

But just as the moustached man was about to attack Hu Tugang, Hu Tugang smirked with a sinister look on his face!    

    

It was also at this time that Hu Tugang's hand turned into a blade, and his body suddenly became ethereal!    

    

whoosh whoosh *    

    

With that, in the next moment, Hu Tugang's figure appeared beside the moustached man with a moustache!    

    

And at that instant, a stream of blood spurted out from the back of the moustached middle-aged man's heart.    

    

Focusing on it, Hu Tugang's hand had directly pierced through the moustache man's heart, and his entire chest. At that moment, Hu Tugang was holding onto the middle aged man's heart, it was still beating, and fresh blood was flowing out of the heart, but the heart had already left the man's body.    

    

Puff.    

    

It was also at that instant that the moustached middle-aged man's pupils went wide, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire aura instantly weakened by half.    

    

whoosh *    

    

But just as the moustached man spat out blood, Hu Tugang pulled his hand out from the man with a moustache.    

    

At this moment, Hu Tugang was pinching the moustached man's heart, and a cold smile appeared on his face. His eyes were filled with malice and haze.    

    

"My heart, you return my heart, return my heart ?"    

    

Seeing his heart being taken away by Hu Tugang, the moustache man's body immediately shivered, and he screamed with all his might.    

    

"Return you?" How ridiculous! I told you before, when I, Hu Tugang made a move, I was bound to see blood! "    

    

"Bam!"    

    

And also at this time, Hu Tugang made a grabbing motion with his fingers, and immediately after, the moustache man's heart, was immediately shattered into pieces by Hu Tugang.    

    

Puff.    

    

The moment his heart was crushed, the moustache man coughed out another mouthful of blood. Then, his eyes narrowed and his body stiffened. He fell to the ground and stopped moving!    

    

Looking over, there was a giant hole in the middle of the man's chest, and blood was still pouring out from the hole.    

    

"Do you see that? This is what happens when you clash head on with me. Anyone else wants to challenge me? Those who aren't afraid of death, just come at me!"    

    

At this time, Hu Tugang roared at the remaining six people in front of him, his eyes bloodthirsty and cold.    

    

"We concede!"    

    

The moment Hu Tugang's words fell, the remaining three six Yuan Immortal King Stage men decisively gave up and retreated to the side!    

    

At this moment, only three seven Yuan Immortal King Stage middle-aged men remained in front of Hu Tugang.    

    

And these three people, when they looked at Hu Tugang, had dark and uncertain expressions. Obviously, they too were hesitating whether or not they should forfeit.