Chapter 727: Miserable end

Everyone in the martial arts stage was stunned, including Xiang Wenqing and the elder Shen Liuyun who never changed his face!
Everyone stared at the stage blankly, and saw that the elder Liu Qingfeng, who was always high above the ground, was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with a collapsed nose and sunken eye sockets. Every time he coughed, he would spit out two ones. tooth.
If it hadn't been for the coughing that sounded from time to time, everyone would have thought he was dead.
"My grass!? Isn't he dreaming? You hit me?"
Someone muttered blankly.
"Snapped!"
"what!"
There was a crisp sound, followed by a scream, and the person who had only seen the speech now covered his cheek with his hands.
Looking at the people around him with a dumb face, he said, "What are you doing when you hit me?"
"Didn't you let me fight?" the man said somewhat innocently.
The person who covered his face with his hands sighed and did not speak any more.
Looking at the annoyed look, most of them were wondering if the guy next to me had a brain problem, so I didn't just talk about it for fun, why did he really fight.
It was just a small episode, everyone was attracted by the two on stage, and no one noticed these two live treasures at all.
Chen Xinglie turned to look at everyone in the audience, and said loudly, "Ms. Chen is not strong?"
"Strong! Too strong! Three punches are three punches, without any ambiguity, you will always be my idol, Teacher Chen!"
"I will become a powerful person like Teacher Chen in the future!"
"Idol! Idol!"
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There was a burst of cheers from the audience, all young voices chanting idols.
Seeing that their younger generations are so crazy, it is also rare for those elders not to speak out, and it is not difficult to see the deep shock from their expressions.
No one thought that Chen Xinglie's worship would actually defeat the Supreme Elder Liu Qingfeng with his own power!
It seems that there is nothing wrong with such people teaching their descendants?
Most people have a dumb face, but there are also a small number of people who have such a face as they should.
Obviously the people with this expression are people who have been to Dengtian Road before.
In their opinion, Chen Xinglie, who has a strong man behind him who can retire the lord of the Human Race Hall, shouldn’t be an obscure little worship. At this time, the three-fisted Xundao Sect Supreme Elder Liu Qingfeng no longer resisted. Power is Chen Xinglie's original strength.
In a courtyard in the depths of Xundaozong, several figures were sitting around the stone table in the center of the courtyard.
Hu Yi's voice sounded: "The strength of the son is much stronger than that of the day of the robbery."
"If it weren't for the threat of Mo Antian, he might be born at any time, I'm afraid that if you give the son a few more years, you can grow to a shocking point. Then maybe Mo Antian is not a threat to the son."
Xuan Yi's voice sounded with a trace of regret.
Feng Yi snorted coldly and said, "Mo Antian? It's just a guy left over from the old era. I don't believe that the son can't cure him."
Everyone was silent. They all knew that the young man Chen Xinglie had the strongest person in the world as his backer, but if the other party did not notice the affairs of the Heart Demon Realm, then the man who was born in Demon Sky would not make a move. Can't escape a dead word.
Different from the loud cheers on the side of the competition platform, the few people in the courtyard were shaded by clouds, and the atmosphere looked a little dull.
Finally, the tiger said: "Well, what are you doing with the expression that the world is about to be destroyed? Since there is such a strong person behind the son, I guess that person will not sit back and watch, and how can people of that level not be on the son. Stay behind."
"Yes, even if we don't believe in the son, we should also trust the strongest man behind him? We still don't think so much about the victory of the son, why don't we congratulate the son on his great power?"
Long Yi also nodded and said.
After hearing this, several people's complexion improved a little, and they got up and walked towards the competition platform together.
On the competition stage, Chen Xinglie stepped towards Liu Qingfeng.
Looking condescendingly at Liu Qingfeng, he said, "Is Elder Liu okay? I just accidentally punched it too hard. I didn't expect that Elder Liu, who is the elder of the Xun Dao Sect, was so weak that he couldn't even block my punch. I'm really sorry."
Chen Xinglie said sorry, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his words and expressions.
Everyone in the audience began to flush when they heard the words, and they were holding back a smile.
Even the elders who stood in Liu Qingfeng's faction were worshipping, but at this time they did not speak a word for Liu Qingfeng.
No one can tell that Liu Qingfeng, the Supreme Elder, is considered to be at the end. He was beaten with three punches by a consecration, and from now on there is no face to continue to serve as the Supreme Elder of the Taoist Sect.
What's more, Liu Qingfeng's work for people can be regarded as understood by everyone in the Xundao Sect. Xundao Sect will definitely not tolerate such a despicable fellow to continue to be the elder.
As for Liu Qingfeng's dirty work after becoming the Supreme Elder, others in the Xun Dao Sect may not know it, but they, Liu Qingfeng's group, are naturally very clear.
At this time, all eyes flickered, as if thinking about whether to tell Xiang Wenqing what Liu Qingfeng had done, in exchange for a chance to cleanse himself.
Only in this way can the elders of Liu Qingfeng's faction be able to continue to sit securely in their place. If Xiang Wenqing doesn't recognize this, they will probably not end up much better.
Now that the Xun Dao Sect has Chen Xinglie, a powerful guy, there is no shortage of them for the elders of the Nascent Soul Stage and the Golden Core Stage.
Liu Qingfeng's breath was disturbed for a while, and he returned to normal in an instant, but his eyes were still tightly closed, he did not speak, and there was blood constantly overflowing in one of his mouths.
Chen Xinglie smiled secretly in his heart, he naturally caught Liu Qingfeng's breath just now.
Is this old thing playing dead? Really think that you can escape it?
Thinking in his mind, Chen Xinglie continued: "Elder Liu, our competition is not over yet. According to the regulations, unless one of the players is shot down outside the competition stage, or he opens his mouth to admit defeat."
Liu Qingfeng still did not move.
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that there is another way to accept it, which is to die." Chen Xinglie said lightly.
Liu Qingfeng's closed eyes abruptly opened, and a pair of old eyes flashed with a look called fear. With his swollen pig-headed face, people would involuntarily rise with pity when they watched it.
At this time, where did he still have the posture of the former Supreme Elder, who was a tragic old man who was beaten up.