Author: Shredded Pork Noodles with Shredded Pork

"It's just that no one can do it, it's not that no one can do it." The ghost cultivator looked disdainful, "Can you dare to say that you have enough time to give you can't complete a hundred consecutive victories here?

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"I'm afraid not to mention a hundred consecutive victories, even if it's enough time, a thousand consecutive victories are not bad."

"This Zhang Dabiao just sees that we are not here, and challenges some little shrimps to win a hundred consecutive victories in this arena. Why should I take it to my heart?"

This ghost cultivator spoke extremely rampantly, making people around him unable to help but speak, "What a big tone, he dares to say a thousand consecutive victories. Could it be that you are not worried that the wind will flash your tongue?"

When the ghost clan cultivator heard this, he sneered: "Then do you mean you want to fight me?"

"So what if you fight?" The cultivator is also a cultivator of the human race. He often supports Zhang Dabiao very much, especially after Zhang Dabiao won 99 consecutive games, he turned into Zhang Dabiao's little fan.

At this moment, I heard someone provoking Zhang Dabiao's ninety-nine consecutive victories, and I couldn't help but be angry.

"Zhang Dabiao's 100 consecutive victories are not something that ordinary people can do, nor are you demons and evil people able to discuss at will!" The cultivator shouted loudly.

His words naturally aroused a lot of discussion, and even Ding Yifan came over.

Normally, this cultivator has a good relationship with Zhang Dabiao and Ding Yifan, so Ding Yifan naturally knows him. Especially when he heard the quarrel here was related to Zhang Dabiao, he came over and asked:

"What's wrong with Brother Liu? What happened?"

After hearing Ding Yifan's question, the cultivator, who was called Brother Liu, told Ding Yifan everything that happened. After hearing this, the latter looked at the ghost cultivator in front of him and smiled faintly, "If you have one," he said.

If you have the ability, it's better to win a ninety-nine consecutive win. Why do you need to talk about others behind the scenes? Just show your true skills and let us see.'

When the ghost cultivator heard this, the corner of his mouth suddenly rose, and a look of madness appeared on his face, and he said to Ding Yifan: "You are the little follower next to Zhang Dabiao, right?"

Ding Yifan smiled and shook his head, "Why bother with these things? Could it be that you still want to fight me?"

"It's just that you have a level seven cultivation, and I'm only a level six. Is this going to bully me at a low level with a high level?"

Ding Yifan is not stupid, and he will not be able to make a fat man with a so-called face. For him, being able to beat him means being able to beat him, and being able to beat him means being able to beat him, so he saw that he was not as strong as this ghost.

When they are in the clan, they naturally don’t know how to fight.

Sure enough, when the ghost cultivator heard this, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Zhang Dabiao, who was fighting in the distance, say: "If you want to fight, wait."

I will deal with this monster, and it will be your turn next!"

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As soon as these words were said, people couldn't help but look at Zhang Dabiao.

Mo Kong was even more angry at this moment. He stared at Zhang Dabiao like fire, and said, "Zhang Dabiao, when he fought with me again, he dared to be distracted and talked to others. Are you not afraid of death?"

"It's not certain who we die. Can't you tell that you have fallen into a disadvantage?" Zhang Dabiao looked at Mo Kong and said lightly, "If you don't transform into your true form, I bet you will definitely bet.

I won't hold on for five rounds in my hands again."

Zhang Dabiao is not a joke, because the two sides have fought fiercely for so long, so it is indeed Zhang Dabiao who has always gained the upper hand. Although Mo Kong is very strong, Zhang Dabiao is even stronger, except for the fact that Mo Kong's methods were difficult at the beginning.

In addition to parrying, after getting familiar with it, I feel that it is not a big problem, so it will be easier to deal with.

In fact, the main reason is that Mo Kong was so arrogant that he fought with the barbarian masters first, which led to his secret card being exposed and he did not play any role in front of Zhang Dabiao.

Otherwise, Zhang Dabiao felt that if Mo Kong had hidden power on his body, it would be difficult to deal with, because if the hidden power was not known, it would be difficult to defend against.

After all this, Mo Kong also knew that if he did not transform into his true form at this moment, he would really be unable to continue fighting with Zhang Dabiao, so he immediately transformed into his true form of a monster.

Mo Kong's original shape is a black wolf, with black hair all over his body. When he transformed himself, the monsters on the stands, whether they were of high or low level, were all quietly crawling in their position.

Up, he couldn't help but lower his head.

This comes from the suppression of bloodlines. Among the monsters, they are the most important existences of bloodlines.

"This is the Blood Moon Demon Wolf. Among the monsters, bloodline is almost the king's existence!" Someone recognized Mo Kong's body and said with a trembling body.

The Blood Moon Demon Wolf can be said to be one of the top five races among the demon races today.

Because the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan and other divine beast races have not been born, the Blood Moon Demon Wolf is the top race among the entire monster.

According to rumors, the status of the Blood Moon Demon Wolf was not recognized at the beginning, especially the Tiger Clan and the White Wolf Clan opposed it. However, the entire race of the Blood Moon Demon Wolf directly killed the White Wolf Clan and the Tiger Clan, causing severe damage to the other two races.

Then he was recognized by the entire demon clan.

There is no way, among the demon clan, those who are strong are qualified to speak.

"Sad human race, I tell you that those who have seen my body are dead at this moment!" Mo Kong raised his huge head and shouted at Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Dabiao stood opposite the Blood Moon Demon Wolf, as he said, and indeed had a powerful aura. Although Zhang Dabiao was not a demon clan, he still felt a kind of blood from his bloodline.

The powerful suppression force made the blood in his body boil.

"It doesn't matter if you have seen your body. What's important is that between us, the one who dies in the end must be you!" Zhang Dabiao said, and the long sword in his hand stabbed him again, aiming directly.

It is the eyebrows of the Blood Moon Demon Wolf.

Seeing this, the Blood Moon Demon Wolf swept the claws in his hand like steel, sweeping Zhang Dabiao hard, sweeping Zhang Dabiao out of the body, and slapped him heavily to the ground.

Zhang Dabiao barely stood up. Before he could react, the Blood Moon Demon Wolf rushed to him at a very fast speed, swung his huge furry claws again, and slapped Zhang Dabiao out again.
Chapter completed!