3.458 Dispose of
Unbelievable that these little ants from the lower star field were arrogant, but they could even beat all the seventh-level spiritual masters under him in one breath until they could not take care of themselves!
What kind of strength should this be?
Zhao He swept to the top academy with lingering fear.
He didn't know that among the top academy, there were several great gods in the Spiritual Venerable Realm.
If these great gods hadn't been afraid of whether the Heavenly Dao would come to cause trouble, so they just took action, Zhao He wouldn't even have half of them left.
If Xiao Taisui and the others were serious, even if Zhao He brought hundreds of great spirit masters, it would be useless, and he would still not be able to escape the fate of being killed instantly.
In the face of absolute strength, Zhao He could only surrender.
As long as he wants to survive, he must bow his head as soon as possible.
Thinking of his only son Zhao Li, Zhao He felt uneasy again.
No! He can't just leave his son alone.
Zhao Li died innocently. This justice must be taken back to the girl with a faint expression in front of him!
Just, even if you can't take it back, you still have to bite off the girl's piece of meat!
Zhao Li was still waiting to get up and entangled, but Mo Lian said coldly, "It's dealt with."
"Yes!" Four or five secret guards immediately appeared behind him. Under Tong's leadership, they directly locked Zhao He, who was full of horror with spiritual power, dragged several Zhao He's disciples, and immediately disappeared in front of the people.
Miss Qiao blinked and shook Mo Lian's wrist, "Who is he? Why have you never seen him before?"
"He is called Tong, let's use the person sent by the Emperor first." At present, there is still a shortage of manpower in his hands. When he returns to Shenzhou, he will be able to replenish it slowly.
Qiaomu nodded his little head, "Oh."
"Jojo, don't worry." Mo Lian raised her hand and touched her cheek, "I'll handle these idle people."
Qiao Mu was too lazy to care about Zhao He's affairs. Since Prince Mo took over everything for her, Miss Qiao naturally... was so happy to be idle.
"Lian, the man named Tong was sent by Emperor Shenzhou?"
"Yes." Mo Lian nodded.
"reliable?"
"I don't know yet." Mo Lian shook her head, "But at the moment, she is still obedient and hasn't caused me any trouble."
Qiaomu said "Oh", "Okay."
The interrupted game finally returned to peace after Zhao He and his group were dragged away.
It was just a calmness on the surface. As for everyone's hearts, the storm of Mo Lian's eyes were filled with, Qiao Mu was too lazy to care about it.
"The first event of the final competition will be held in the afternoon."
"You can go back to the inn to rest in the first half of the day."
Everyone:...
This competition is too tight!
Wish you could spend all your time with meals and sleep?
In just a few days, you have to play so many games, and the intensity is high and the opponent is strong and powerful!
Many people have long been unable to hold on.
I heard that I could only rest for a long time, and no one was talking nonsense. I just pulled my own team and hurried back to the inn.
"Just kidding." Zhou Dan said angrily, "This year's competition is simply messy! I don't know who has made all the bad ideas all day long! Some tricks are just fooling people!"
The fat guys and others comforted Teacher Zhou a few words, and then went back to Anping Inn with the mentors.
Chapter completed!