When the sacred book of Confucius and Mencius appeared, the audience was immediately shocked!

Looking at the book that emitted a faint white light that was not very inconspicuous, the audience was silent!

As for the few people on the rostrum, they were even more excited, they obviously didn't expect that this Martial God Race would actually dispatch two legendary artifacts!

This game will definitely go down in history!

"Whew!" Meng Wuya looked at the book in his hand with an obsessive look, and Tang Ling's gaze in the distance also became cautious.

He knew that without this book, he would have won the battle, but now it seemed that everything was hard to say!

"Groan!"

The slender little night demon soul let out a clear groan, as if sensing the appearance of a fierce enemy, and as if it was declaring war on the other party!

"Whoa!"

Seeing this, Meng Wuya's expression was solemn and solemn, the book opened automatically, and then automatically began to turn the pages!

"Heaven and earth have a mighty atmosphere!"

Immediately after, Meng Wuya's voice suddenly became extremely ethereal, and at first glance it sounded as if it was coming from above the Nine Heavens!

After reading this sentence, the darkness of Zhou Tian was suddenly dispelled!

Bright light filled all over the stadium, even inside and outside Chang'an City, the sky was clear!

Tang Ling's face changed drastically, and he said in a lost voice: "You have reached the point where you can recite the sacred book of Confucius and Mencius?"

After reading a sentence, Meng Wuya's face turned slightly pale, but he still had a straight waist, this book condensed the efforts of countless great Confucian saints, since he got the approval of this book, he regarded this book as something more important than his life!

Seeing that Meng Wuya didn't speak, Tang Ling's eyes were as deep as water, and then, the little night demon soul slash in his hand lightly towards Meng Wuya, and the next moment, hundreds of Tang Zeros appeared!

This scene is so shocking!

One after another Tang Ling appeared on the field, each Tang Ling was holding a Little Night Demon Soul Slash, and the dense crowd suddenly made the audience and players stunned!

"Shadow Mystery: Thousand Shadow Clones!"

When Tang Ling's voice fell, those clones were still increasing!

"This Tang Ling's strength is so terrifying!"

Su Chen's face changed slightly and said, the Thousand Shadow Clones are very high-level shadow skills, if you face it yourself, it will be a headache?

Not to mention fighting, even those who can watch it are exhausted!

Wuji Wuxing was also slightly stunned and then frowned, I have to say that this Tang Ling's strength exceeded their expectations, and this hand of a thousand shadow clones is worth their attention!

"Hehe......"

Meng Wuya smiled when he saw this, and then his right hand lightly tapped on the Confucian and Mencian holy book on his left hand!

Immediately afterwards, I saw that Meng Wuya used all his strength to slowly turn the page!

At this moment, thousands of Tang Zeros attacked at the same time! Meng Wuya was so densely surrounded that everyone, including Su Chen, could only faintly see a white light!

"The upper part is the river mountain, and the lower part is the mountain!"

An even more magical and terrifying scene appeared.

Every time Meng Wuya read a word, a large number of clones disappeared!

When the last word fell, thousands of doppelgangers were like evaporation, completely dissipating!

Tang Ling's face changed, he underestimated Meng Wuya's strength, and even more estimated Meng Wuya's mastery of the Confucian and Mencian Holy Book!

Thinking of this, Tang Ling took a deep breath, and immediately after, the Little Night Demon Soul Slash in his hand lit up instantly!

"Shadow Magic: Seal!"

As soon as Tang Ling's words fell, a black-purple light was released from the Little Night Demon Soul Slash!

In the distance, Meng Wuya's face changed, holding the Confucian and Mencian holy book in both hands, and pushed it fiercely in front of him!

"Boom!"

The black-purple light and the white light collided together at the same time, and at this moment, Tang Ling and Meng Wuya retreated dozens of meters at the same time!

"Bang!"

Immediately after, two rays of light exploded, and the huge arena shook violently like an earthquake!

As soon as Tang Ling's body stabilized, he rushed up again, and the Night Demon Soul Slash was able to strengthen all of his abilities, and some shadow techniques that could not be cast could also be easily cast!

And those shadow techniques that can be used in the first place will be greatly enhanced!

"Shadow Magic: Shadow Bondage!"

As soon as Tang Ling's words fell, a black formation pattern suddenly appeared under Meng Wuya's feet!

Meng Wuya's face changed without any hesitation, and the Confucian and Mencian holy book in his hand pushed hard against the sky, only to hear a boom, Meng Wuya's body was taken into the air!

However, the next moment Tang Ling had a smile on the corner of his mouth, Meng Wuya was slightly stunned, only to feel that the top of his head sank, and Tang Ling didn't know when he actually appeared above him!

"It's stealth and shadow clones!"

Meng Wuya's face changed drastically, and he suddenly understood that Tang Ling, who was about to sprint, was actually his clone, and his body was already stealth waiting to attack him!

"In ancient times there was the light of darkness, and the light prevailed over it!"

Just as Meng Wuya's legs were tied by black light, Meng Wuya turned the page of Meng Shengshu again!

The next moment, an incomparably bright light suddenly burst out, and the black light was instantly swallowed up and disappeared!

"Teng!"

Meng Wuya and Tang Ling landed at the same time, and then the two looked at each other quietly.

After fighting for so long, they have not been able to decide the winner or loser, which greatly surprised their expectations.

"Whew......" Su Chen took a deep breath and smiled slightly: "It's really getting more and more interesting!"

Lin Mo smiled and nodded: "Yes, they all have winning weapons and experience, it's really hard to say who wins and who wins!"

"Is there a chance of a draw?" asked Zongde, scratching his head.

Su Chen was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "There have really been a few draws in the history of the Martial God Competition, and it is very likely that Meng Wuya and Tang Ling will end in a draw. ”

In the "Meng Wuya ......" ring competition, Tang Ling looked at Meng Wuya quietly and smiled: "You are really good! You are the only one that makes Tang Ling admire!"

Meng Wuya was slightly stunned and chuckled: "It's the same below." ”

"Presumably you don't want a draw either!" Tang Ling's gaze gradually became fierce: "The last two moves, if you can catch them, I will take the initiative to admit defeat!"

"Okay!" Meng Wuya said softly.

Seeing this, the corners of Tang Ling's mouth rose slightly, the next two moves will be the winner, he is looking forward to this result!

Meng Wuya also laughed when he saw this, the Confucian and Mencian holy book in his hand exuded a faint light, the victory of this battle was very important to him, no matter what, he would do everything he could!

"Buzz!"

The next moment, the Little Night Demon Soul Slash in Tang Ling's hand suddenly flashed, and immediately after, a black circular shield suddenly appeared in front of Tang Ling!

When that shield appeared, Meng Wuya suddenly found that an uneasy mood appeared in his heart!

"Thousand Soul Spirit Shield!

(End of chapter)