Mu Ye looked around, glanced around and paused, and said: "Dare to ask, which master disciple will win this jackpot first, as the superior record of Dabi, the master of this sect can create a holy weapon for him for free." ”

"...... Uproar"

Hallows, this is an opportunity to build a Hallows for free, who is not tempted, the Holy Monarch has to salivate, right?

Wen Tao motioned to a young disciple beside him and said, "Hua Rong, you go up, don't embarrass the sect." ”

This disciple carried a sword on his back, flew into the ring, and said to Mu Ye: "Wen Zong, the fifth vein of Wen Huarong's holy state of mind, please give advice!"

Mu Ye swept down and said, "Wen Huarong of Wen Sect, the five veins of the Sacred Heart Realm, can there be a fighter?"

A disciple flew up, holding a big iron rod in his hand, clenching his fists, and said, "Mo family, Mo Benchu, the five veins of the sacred heart." ”

The wood industry immediately announced the start, and at this moment, the two young cultivators in the ring are quite strong, and it is inseparable from each other.

The swordsmanship made by the disciples of Wen Sect, its sword moves are gorgeously danced, and they can be regarded as handsome with their brisk body skills.

On the other side, the young cultivator of the Mo family came with the master of the Mo family, and it is said that he is still the brother of Mo Yan, who looks the same as the burly figure, and an iron rod is unfolded, and it is thumping in the ring, how domineering.

Some people recognized this Mo family disciple, and his cultivation talent was not inferior to Mo Yan, so it was no wonder that he dared to go into battle first-class and argue with this Wen Sect disciple.

This big comparison was provoked by Wen Zong first, and he must have been the first to call out the top two disciples, so many young cultivators did not dare to rush into the ring.

These two people both used their housekeeping skills, and the fight was hot, attracting waves of applause from the audience.

After this battle, no matter whether this disciple of the Wen Sect succeeds or fails, the sect of the Wen Sect will definitely be talked about by some people, after all, it is enough to teach such an excellent disciple, which is enough to show the cultivation ability of this sect.

Wen Huarong fought with his opponent for half an hour, and the last sword forced the opponent out of the ring, and this duel stopped.

Some people secretly sighed that it was a pity that the Mo family's Mo Benchu's strength was not bad, but it was a pity that he lost in his flexible body.

Wen Tao saw that the disciple had won, his expression was slightly complacent, he laughed, hugged his fist at the Mo family's side, and said, "The Mo family master, the children of your family are really all outstanding people, and the apprentice won by luck." ”

The Mo family, the head of the family, Mo Yuanfeng, frowned when he heard this, this person is really shameless, Mo Benchu lost when he lost, and he called it a fluke victory.

Wen Tao said this, but he wanted to save face for the Mo family, but how could the Mo family not afford to lose this face?

Mo Yuanfeng clenched his fists and smiled, and said, "Sect Master Wen is polite, you, a disciple of the Wen Sect, are not lacking in dragons and phoenixes." ”

Mo Yuanfeng's reputation in the Eastern Regions is not just because of his strength, but also because of his communication skills and the city.

At this moment, Mo Yan accompanied his father, took a step forward, and said, "Father, I will defeat him for my brother." ”

Mo Yuanfeng looked at his precious son, knowing that Mo Yan's strength is good now, but the city government is still not deep in the WTO, and he doesn't know the world.

Although, on this occasion, face is a matter of contention, but he is not without the Mo family, so why send this Mo genius out.

Besides, the strength of the other party is still higher than that of the other party, doesn't it tell outsiders that their Mo family can't afford to lose?

Mo Yuanfeng shook his head and said, "No need, Mo Zhen, you will defeat him for me." ”

Mo Zhen, who is also the young Tianjiao of the Mo family, is a few years older than Mo, and his strength is also in the five veins of the Sacred Heart, making a yellow steel heavy gun.

Mo Zhen came to the stage, burst into applause, and said: "Remember, the person who defeated you is the Mo family, Mo Zhen." ”

The gun is like a dragon, sweeping thousands of armies, worthy of the ancient holy battlefield, the most common weapon, the gun is fast and flexible, even if there is no body to cooperate, it can still kill quickly in the limited space.

However, in three rounds, Wen Ronghua flew out of the ring with serious injuries under heavy guns.

Mo Yuanfeng smiled and said, "Sect Master Wen, my Mo family disciple is young and vigorous, and the power of habitual killing and rapid destruction has not hurt your sect disciples, right?"

Wen Tao's face suddenly became a little gloomy, but then he greeted him with a smile and said, "Where is the Mo family master, it's just a skin injury, please don't mind!"

As soon as Wen Tao's words fell, Wen Ronghua just got up and spurted a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned white, and he passed out.

Can this be called a skin injury? The water inside the person is almost coming out. It's really a live stage, an allusion to people asking for faces and trees asking for bark.

Of the people present, many people almost laughed out loud, this Wen Tao really wanted to save face.

At this moment, Wen Tao, who couldn't hold his face, shouted angrily and said, "Wen Jianquan, go up and meet this brother of the Mo family." ”

Wen Jianquan, the eldest disciple of Wen Tao, cultivated at the peak of the seven veins of the Sacred Heart, and in the Wen Sect, he can be described as a pivotal figure of the younger generation.

I saw that a good-looking young cultivator, Wen Jianquan in a cyan robe, had the appearance of an amorous swordsman, his body was elegant, and he fell lightly into the middle of the ring with his hands behind his back.

Wen Jianquan didn't draw his sword, but just hugged his fists in a gentle tone and said, "This Mo family brother, my strength is stronger than yours, I will seal the two veins and suppress the strength to the fifth vein." ”

Mo Yan frowned beside his father, and said, "This person's kendo cultivation is not weak, Mo Zhen is not an opponent. ”

Of course, Mo Yuanfeng knew that this Wen Jianquan was immersed in sword intent, and he was afraid that his kendo attainment would not be low.

This Wen Sect, although it is only a sect that has only been revealed in the past hundred years, may have cultivated a disciple like Wen Jianquan, which shows that this Wen Tao's strength will definitely not be bad.

At the beginning of the competition, this Wen Jianquan did not draw his sword from beginning to end, and did not put the opponent in his eyes at all, Mo Zhen was naturally furious when he saw this, and the heavy spear danced like an angry dragon.

Looking at Mo Zhen who was attacking onssarily, the corners of Wen Jianquan's mouth showed disdain, and the speed of his body seemed to disappear in place, and the tip of the sword with the scabbard appeared out of thin air, pointing at Mo Zhen's chest.

The torn sword qi suddenly shook Mo Zhen back a few steps, this is still Mo Zhen's weapon refining body and resting together, otherwise, I am afraid that if I hit me unexpectedly just now, I would have been defeated on the spot.

Mo Zhen clutched his aching chest, and a mouthful of blood that was about to gush out was forcibly swallowed back by him.

Holding the spear again, Mo Zhen urged all his strength to show the strongest spear trick he had learned in his family, and Mo Long went to sea.

The furious spear energy, accompanied by a sound of breaking the air, stabbed at Wen Jianquan, who had a flat expression, who raised his sword to mobilize all the sword qi in his body, and the scabbard was aimed at Mo Yan's spear.

Bang...... With an explosion, Mo Zhen flew out upside down, and the head of the steel spear in his hand was slightly bent by the power of Wen Jianquan's sword qi just now.

"This is the peak sword path of the Yellow Order? Wen Zong, this young man is really good. ”

"It seems that this Wen Sect has a good background, and it can cultivate such an outstanding disciple. ”

"That's right, just now he did suppress his strength, and only burst out with the power of the five veins. ”

Some of the people in power secretly discussed in surprise.

Mo Zhen flew down and was hurriedly caught by Mo Yan, but there was more blood in his mouth, even if he was unwilling, he was defeated.

He was defeated by the people who despised him in the ring, and he was still defeated.

Mo Yan ignored his father's eyes, jumped into the ring, and said coldly: "Mo Yan of the Mo family, the six veins of the sacred heart." ”

When Wen Jianquan heard this, his eyes were still relaxed, pretending to be gentle, and said: "This Mo family brother, I will suppress my strength to the six veins, please advise!"

Mo Yan's eyes were cold, and he said, "You don't need to hide your strength, just a sword is enough for a character like you!"

Arrogance, it is really arrogant, as soon as Mo Yan said this, it immediately aroused many people's doubts and whispers.

"Mo Yan, the new disciple of the Fire Sword Emperor of the Heavy Sword Pavilion, is extremely talented, and he is a genius who has not been born in the Mo family for a hundred years. ”

Under the ring, someone recognized Mo Yan's identity, and a large part of Mo Yan's name was his heavy kendo talent.

Zheng ...... Bang!

The heavy sword behind Mo Yan jumped in bursts, and the heavy sword qi around his body was shocked, forming a domineering protective sword qi.

"The heavy sword of the Heavy Sword Pavilion, this son is really extraordinary, it is rumored that Mo Yan is extremely talented, but I never thought that he would actually cultivate the second layer of the heavy sword of the Heavy Sword Pavilion, and the qi of the sword gang is released?"

The audience was in an uproar again, this heavy sword gang is the housekeeping skill of the Heavy Sword Pavilion of the Qingying Sect, and it is also the former Fire Sword Emperor who is very hot, and he became famous and majored in swordsmanship.

"It is said that this kind of sword gang method is extremely difficult to cultivate, this Mo Yan has only been in the Heavy Sword Pavilion for a short time, and he has actually reached the point where he can release the sword gang?"

Wen Tao hurriedly said, "Be careful with the sword power, this is the heavy sword gang of the Qingying Sect, and the sword qi is domineering and cannot be fought head-on." ”

Mo Yan held the heavy sword, looked at Wen Jianquan in front of him, raised the index finger of his other hand, and said, "One sword is enough!"

"The heavy sword breaks the strength. ”

Mo Yan was surrounded by swords, and suddenly burst out with a powerful oppressive force, bursting forward at the same time as the heavy sword in his hand was swung, and the large area of attack range, so that Dewen Jianquan had nowhere to avoid his edge.

"Megalomaniacal boy, look at the sword!"

Wen Jianquan quickly drew his sword, swung his sword away with a roar, and mobilized the strength of his whole body to slash at Mo Yan.

Bang...... After the two sides collided, there was a deafening sound, and the strength of Mo Yan's heavy sword and sword actually cracked the ring under him.

And the opponent Wen Jianquan had already fallen out of the ring, and the weapon in his hand was second only to the weapon of the holy weapon, but it was slammed by Mo Yan's sword and shattered into three or four sections?

Mo Yan's strength is lower than that of his opponent's cultivation, and he can defeat the opponent so lightly, which shows that the real strength is far more than that, and the face that the Mo family lost just now can be regarded as all regained.

And people from many forces took this opportunity to talk to Mo Yuanfeng, thinking that the matchmaker was coming.

Wen Jianquan's entire upper body was shattered, Mo Yan's sword was too strong, even if he was higher than the cultivation of the first vein, he couldn't stop the power of this sword at all, and he was convinced.

Wen Jianquan clenched his fists and said, "Brother Mo is a step ahead, and he is willing to bow down!"

Mo Yan didn't buy his account at all, turned around and jumped out of the ring and returned to his seat, with his character, he had no intention of competing for the holy weapon, and he had no intention of competing with anyone to make this limelight, if it wasn't for the family's loss of face, he wouldn't have been in the ring at all.

Mu Ye immediately cleared his throat and said, "The genius of the Mo family wins, and the spiritual power is overdrawn for a while, which other young talents are going to compete on stage?"

In the end, the wood industry is an old fox in the world, and there is no one in the ring, how can this happen?

Subsequently, it was the successive forces that sent their subordinates to Tianjiao, wanting to shine in the ring.

Wen Tao had achieved his goal of proving the existence of Wen Zong to the Eastern Regions.

Wen Jianquan was defeated at the hands of the master disciples of the Heavy Sword Pavilion, which did not hinder him at all, and his Wen Sect was remembered by all forces.

In other days, Wen Zong is afraid that he will add a lot of new disciples.