The white light was instantly let go by Mo Wentian, and the faces of the people around him were happy, and now they dodged, and Mo Wentian had already locked the victory.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the dust soothing attack in Mo Wentian's hand changed again, in addition to the wind blade attack, the entire blackened dust slotting handle suddenly shone with a strong light, and the light wrapped the handle body, and a powerful power revealed from it.

Bang...... The dust-wiping handle slammed into the golden mask, and the mask flashed a ripple. This Mo Wentian deserved to be the peak master of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, and his full blow was almost equivalent to a blow from the foundation building monk.

Seeing that the mask was about to be shattered, Xuan Yiluo was in a hurry, this time it was a loss!

At this moment, Leng Feng, who was originally a little flustered, suddenly calmed down, with a strange smile on his face, and there were two more paper runes in his hand, and he tapped the two runes with his sword fingers. At the same time, throw the rune paper towards Mo Wentian.

"Carving insect skills!" Mo Wentian snorted coldly, and waved away with a light hand of spiritual power towards the rune paper.

Apart from the talisman, he didn't think that Han Chen could have any other powerful talisman, after all, the talisman was too rare. Moreover, the two talismans inspired by the cold front actually had no energy reaction!

"Wait!" As soon as he thought that there was no energy reaction, the spiritual power that Mo Wentian struck out was stagnant, and the more advanced the talisman, the weaker the spiritual power reaction, could it!

He had a bad premonition in his heart, and his body wanted to retreat.

At this moment, a dazzling thunderbolt, coupled with nearly a hundred wind blades, overwhelmingly surrounded Mo Wentian! The two runes that Leng Feng shot out turned into nothing after sending out these two attacks!

Mo Wentian was terrified to death at this time, Mother Nun, there are two high-level attack talismans, what kind of person is this, a wind blade talisman, and a thunder talisman that is almost impossible to appear.

There are so many treasures on this guy. The strength is strong, whoever encounters it will be particularly unlucky! Mo Wentian thought of Han Chen's slander for a while, and his heart was full of hatred and fear!

With so many runes, even a foundation building monk could be killed by the yin, and he was a monk who had only cultivated the ninth layer of qi!

Mo Wentian hurriedly put the dust handle in front of him, and even took out a heart guard on his body, he let out a low cry and ...... violently Heartbroken, he smashed the dust handle in his hand. If you don't violate, your life will be lost.

Bang...... The exploding dust handle finally neutralized a lightning strike and a wind blade! However, some of the attacks still hit him.

The demeanor of a generation of grandmasters who were still imposing just now, at this time, his whole body trembled, and the clothes on his body were full of holes in the blink of an eye. It's like a flower child.

Even Bai Huahua's ass was exposed, and his body was cut by the wind blade and covered with wounds, and there was blood everywhere. The hair was scattered, and puffs of green smoke were rising, which was struck by lightning.

Mo Wentian can only be described in one word at this time, miserable......

However, fortunately, his heart goggles were good, emitting a burst of light that blocked most of the attacks and saved his life!

Unfortunately, the mirror finally dimmed, and at first glance it was not far from being destroyed. But to be able to save his life under such an attack, he can only be said to be lucky.

Of course, the most important thing is that the person who made the shot was Leng Feng, and if a cultivator made a move, he would not have a chance to survive.

Even a cultivator at the first level of Qi cultivation can exert these attacks to the extreme. At most, the cold front is only half powerful. Otherwise, don't ask my God, where can I still stand.

There was a dead silence at the scene, full of disbelief, Mo Wentian, who was full of disdain just now, has now failed miserably, and his life is almost gone. Moreover, the battle time is actually very short.

Now he is still being coldly held by Leng Feng with a knife on his neck, and he doesn't even have the slightest power to resist, it is estimated that as long as Leng Feng is willing, with a light knife, Mo Wentian will be separated.

"Forget it, my boss said to let you go, then spare your dog's life. However, remember that our yellow group is not something to be provoked casually now. Beware of killing you!"

patted the face of Mo Wentian, who was full of humiliation, and Mo Wentian was unwilling and humiliated. I almost wanted to fight with Leng Feng.

But he didn't dare to put another fart, he really wanted to annoy Leng Feng, and he would be killed in vain. Who made him have no resistance now.

Leng Feng smiled coldly and withdrew the knife. Looking at Mo Wentian's eyes, they were full of disdain and pride.

At this time, he felt a breath of evil in his chest finally vent. Thinking of the dozen or so comrades-in-arms who had been killed by the cultivators, his eyes were slightly sour.

However, he rubbed his eyes and said silently in his heart:

"Brothers, in the future, our Huang Group will no longer be afraid of cultivators, because we have a boss who has the means to reach the sky. ”

With Leng Feng returning here, Xuan Yiluo still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, and the gamble he thought he was going to lose won in this way.

And it's so easy. As a master, Mo Wentian has been seriously injured and lost his combat effectiveness. This man is going against the sky!

She shook her head and laughed. At the same time, he was already in love with Han Chen.

Cen Qingxin sat on the altar dumbfounded, he had lost the ability to speak, he wanted to play a trick to win, but he didn't expect to be slapped hard again, from beginning to end, people were simply playing with him!

It seems to give you hope, but you turn around and snuff out this hope fiercely, every time you think you have calculated the other party, but when you turn around, you will immediately slap you with facts.

Looking at Han Chen, whose face was indifferent, Cen Qing wanted to scold the demon, in particular, he just wanted to play himself! But he still had to go to the people to play tricks.

Thinking about the anger in his heart, it was difficult to calm down, and he looked at the jade box behind him, and then at the sky that was almost midnight.

Cen Qingxin gritted his teeth, it seems that he has to use the last hole card, and it is too risky for him to use the hole card at this time. If one is not good, tonight's plan will be completely ruined.

After all, the contents of the jade box can't appear for too long, and if they are used early, and the treasure is not attracted within a certain period of time, then everything done tonight will be a joke.

However, he can't wait, time should be enough. Having made up his mind, Cen Qingxin looked at Han Chen. smiled coldly and said:

"Good means, worthy of being a member of the Spirit Department, since this is the case, we admit defeat! I don't know what Executive Officer Han is going to make me wait?"

Although Cen Qingxin wanted to launch the last hole card, he could delay the time, and the later he launched, the more beneficial it would be for him, so he asked out loud.

At this time, the victory and defeat had been decided, and he wanted to see what Han Chen was going to do.

"Admit defeat!" Han Chen looked at Cen Qingxin with a hint of playfulness on the corner of his mouth and said, "This emperor promised to let you admit defeat?

"What does Executive Han mean by this? Since you have won two of the three games, of course I am waiting to lose, and you will not let me admit defeat, is it too domineering!"

When Cen Qingxin heard this, his face showed a slight ugliness. However, there was a slight flash of joy in his eyes. Han Chen's words were exactly what he meant by procrastination.

However, he was still a little annoyed in his heart, Han Chen obviously didn't want them to be good. Don't admit defeat!

Damn, don't you think you haven't been addicted to slapping your face, and you want to beat it again? I've already been embarrassed once, and I have to force others to lose it again, this person is too immoral!

He wanted to scold Han Chen in his mouth, but he didn't dare, he was humiliated like this, but the expression on his face couldn't be hung up.

For a moment, his whole body looked like he was holding his stool. Blue for a while, purple for a while.