A few breaths later, five bloody heads appeared on the edge of the ring...

Under the stage, there was silence, eerily quiet.

"The God of Killing, he is the real God of Killing!"

I don't know who was the first to say that Tang Fan's method was more terrifying than Lei Zhan and Li Jiaolong before.

That row of heads was a great deterrent to them...

"Our Five Immortals Sect is about to rise!"

The disciples of the Five Immortals Sect had their blood boiling all over their bodies.

"Ye Tang, you are a villain. You only dare to challenge the foundation-building monks. Do you dare to fight with the core-building monks?"

Under the stage, a pill-forming monk who thought he could see Tang Fan's cultivation level said very domineeringly.

"It's just you, come on..."

"My lord, Sun Ping, I want to..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I can't remember!"

Sun Ping rushed to the stage, but before he could finish introducing himself, Tang Fan's hand had already pinched his neck. It seemed that it was just a slight squeeze...

"puff!"

Sun Ping grunted, and Tang Fan simply broke his neck and threw his head to the corner of the ring.

"Destroy the knotted pill in one move!"

"Oh my God, he... what kind of cultivation is he!"
Chapter completed!