The most powerful boss in the heavens

Ning Que is the leader of the Star Sucking Demon Sect, one of the seven sects of the majestic Dao of Demons. In this meeting, the seven sect masters of the seven sects discussed major issues together, but the old man in Chinese clothes refused to arrange a place for Ning Que. This is undoubtedly too much up.

Apparently, Shi Mozong is still brooding over the fact that the Star Sucking Demon Sect defeated the Tianyin Sect they strongly supported and was promoted to one of the Seven Meridians.

Therefore, he deliberately made Ning Que look ugly, and wanted to give Ning Que a bad impression.

Su Luanfeng's brows quickly spread, and there was a weird smile on her face.

If Shang didn't know Ning Que's true strength, she might help Ning Que at this time.

But not long ago, she already knew that Ning Que had not only been promoted to Broken Realm, but had also condensed the Blood Dragon, becoming the sixth strongest person in the world, so she wouldn't have to meddle in her own business.

Shi Mozong wanted to give Ning Que a blow, but he was afraid that he would hit the iron plate.

Ning Que looked around, but didn't see an empty seat, his face turned slightly cold.

He is not a fool, so he can naturally see that the old man in fancy clothes and Shi Mozong are targeting him.

"Hey, is this the Shi Mozong who is the head of the seven veins? It's really disappointing!"

Ning Que suddenly sighed, looking disappointed.

Lu Wanjun, the master of Shimo Sect who was sitting on the first seat, raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and looked at Ning Que coldly.

"Presumptuous! Ning Que, do you know what you're talking about?"

The old man's face turned cold, and he shouted coldly with a murderous look.

"I said, you're not deaf, didn't you hear what I said?"

Ning Que sneered.

"How courageous, a mere half-step broken warrior, dare to speak to the old man like this?"

The old man in Chinese clothes yelled angrily, and suddenly burst out the aura of a broken-level powerhouse, as if he wanted to crush Ning Que to pieces.

He looked at Ning Que with a sneer, and said contemptuously, "Old Fu Luo Shenzhou is the Second Elder of the Shi Mo Sect. I know you are dissatisfied with the old man for not giving you a seat... But, all the sect masters at the scene, You are a Broken-level powerhouse, but you are a half-step Broken-level warrior, what qualifications do you have to be equal to the sect masters?

Even if the old man is a Broken level powerhouse, he still has to stand.It is already a great gift that you can stand here with this old man.If you were not the sect master of one of the seven veins, you would not even be qualified to stand here today. "

"Brother Luo is right! A mere half-step broken warrior, even if he becomes the sect master of one of the seven veins, he is only the crown of the monkey. How can he be qualified to be equal to us?"

Di Wuhui, the Patriarch of the Scarlet Blood Sect, echoed loudly.

Ning Que glanced at Yi Di Wuhui indifferently, ignored him, and shifted his eyes to the old man in fine clothes again.

"You have the guts to say that you are the Second Supreme Elder of the Shimozong. Aren't you afraid of embarrassing the Shimozong? Although you are old, you don't have much education and don't know etiquette! But it doesn't matter. If you don't know etiquette, I can teach you you!"

After finishing speaking, Ning Que's figure suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of the old man in Chinese clothes like a ghost, and grabbed the old man's head with one hand.

"Presumptuous, you actually shot this old man?"

The old man in Chinese clothes never imagined that Ning Que, a mere "half-step broken warrior", would dare to attack him, a real broken warrior, and he couldn't help being shocked and angry.

Ding Wanchou, the master of the Palace of Eternal Regret, Di Wuhui, the master of the Scarlet Blood Sect, Shen Weiwo, the master of the Wandu Sect, Deng Jiuyou, the master of the Palace of White Bones, and others were also taken aback. They didn't expect Ning Que's reaction to be so strong.

Regardless of the situation of "weakness and strong enemy", he brazenly attacked the old man in Chinese clothes.

They sneered in their hearts, they all regarded Ning Que as a reckless man, this is courting death!

If they were faced with the same situation, they would definitely choose to "keep things quiet" and bow their heads when it's time to bow their heads. Although they are a little aggrieved, don't they know that living is the most important thing?

"You delivered it yourself, so don't blame the old man for being cruel."

After the old man in Chinese clothes was shocked and angry, there was a gleam of joy in his heart. Although he hated Ning Que for ruining their plan of the Demon Sect and was very unhappy with Ning Que, after all Ning Que was the controller of one of the seven veins of the Demon Dao. For no particular reason, it was not easy for him to attack Ning Que.

But now that Ning Que sent himself to die, no wonder he abolished Ning Que.

The old man in Chinese clothes surged with devilish energy in his right hand, and fiercely grabbed Ning Que's protruding hand, intending to destroy Ning Que's hand directly.

However, when his palm approached Ning Que's lightning-like hand, he immediately felt struck by lightning, and a burst of pain spread from his hand to his body, and his internal organs seemed to be in an instant. Shattered, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, his head was held tightly by one, and then his whole body was brought into the middle of the hall.

Ning Que's right hand forced the old man's head to the ground, and he kowtowed to Ning Que.

With a bang, the head of the old man in fine clothes hit a huge pit in the hall, and a large number of cracks spread from around the huge pit like spider webs.

"If you don't know etiquette, I will teach you how to treat others with courtesy now!"

Ning Que's eyes were cold. He didn't work hard to become stronger because of patience. Since this person dared to humiliate him, he wouldn't be polite.His right hand held down the head of the old man in Chinese clothes, and kept hitting the ground hard.

once!

twice!

three times!

……

The sound of bang bang kept ringing in the hall, and the whole hall was constantly shaking. It can be said that the old man in Chinese clothes "kowtowed" so hard that his head was covered with blood.

"This... this is impossible, how could he be so strong!"

The old man in Chinese clothes roared in his heart. He mobilized all his strength and tried hard to control his body, but found that his whole body was imprisoned by a terrifying force. At this moment, he became a puppet in Ning Que's hands. If you want him to kowtow, he must kowtow.

In the main hall, Ding Wanchou, the lord of the Everlasting Regret Palace, Di Wuhui, the lord of the Scarlet Blood Sect, Shen Weiwo, the lord of the Wandu Sect, Deng Jiuyou, the lord of the White Bone Palace, and others were all stunned.

What is this ghost?

Is this acting?

The old man in Chinese clothes, Luo Chenzhou, is a real broken-level strongman...how could he be so weak that he didn't even have the strength to resist when facing a half-step broken-level warrior.

"enough!"

Lu Wanjun, the master of Shimo Sect, who was sitting on the head seat, couldn't sit still anymore, and let out an angry shout from his throat with a livid face.

Chapter 318 I'm sorry, I'm too strong, I can't control my strength!

Beginning Demon Palace!

Ding Wanchou, the owner of the Palace of Everlasting Regret, Di Wuhui, the owner of the Scarlet Blood Sect, Shen Weiwo, the leader of the Wandu Sect, Deng Jiuyou, the owner of the White Bone Palace, and others all stared dumbfounded at Ning Que who kept kowtowing on the ground while holding his head down. The old man in fine clothes is Luo Shenzhou, the Second Supreme Elder of Shimo Sect.

Seeing Luo Chenzhou frantically kowtow until his face was covered with blood, they all felt a heartache for Luo Chenzhou.

But why didn't Luo Chenzhou resist?

Could it be that Luo Shenzhou looks fierce and domineering on the surface, but in essence he is a masochist with masochistic tendencies?