Burst!

The battle halberd turned into ten thousand soldiers, Mo Yan held the Bixin slash back, and the majestic sword that came from the chopping slash, as soon as it touched Jun Twelve's war halberd, it seemed to collapse like a bubble, and immediately, the war halberd, in Mo Yan's eyes, gradually enlarged, and a halberd stabbed at Mo Yan.

Without any suspense, under the second type of soldier of the Twelve Soldiers Armor Martial Arts Dictionary to break through Wanyue, Mo Yan's strongest sword move, the eight-winged deer blade was facing, only destruction, desperate destruction, the body protection spirit king armor outside his body, compared to tofu, was not much harder, and was pierced by the halberd, and in the next second, an extremely cold halberd energy was transmitted directly into his body along the treasure armor on his body, and then it came out from behind, and the invisible halberd pressure exploded the void behind Mo Yan.

"Poof!"

A large amount of blood spurted out from Mo Yan's mouth, forming a column of blood.

But Mo Yan seemed to be unwilling to be defeated in Jun Twelve's hands, his body was actually like returning to the light, and emitted amazing power, and then raised the Bixin Slash in his hand, trying to slash at Jun Twelve.

Card... Card... Card...

It's a pity that all this is under the control of Jun Twelve, he is fast, Jun Twelve is faster, the halberd flipped in his hand, and in an instant, another halberd slapped on Mo Yan's chest, slapping Mo Yan thousands of meters away, hitting a mountain peak, and in the process, there was a tooth-sore sound, which was the sound of Mo Yan's sternum shattering, and this beat also made Mo Yan completely lose his combat effectiveness and fighting spirit.

"He is really worthy of being one of the four heavenly kings of youth, who can draw strength from despair, but unfortunately, he still has to fall under destruction. ”

If Mo Yan's opponent today was someone else, maybe he could really make Mo Yan turn the tables and win, but unfortunately, Jun Twelve obviously wouldn't let this kind of thing happen to him, and his talent in battle was still a demon, far beyond everyone's imagination, so Mo Yan's last move was just a battle of trapped beasts for Jun Twelve.

"Mo Yan is defeated... Mo Yan was really defeated. ”

"How long has it been, and finally another young Four Heavenly Kings have fallen. ”

"It's terrible, Lin Wushuang is a demon, and so is Jun Twelve, he can't do other people's things, this is the real demon. ”

Although I had thought that Mo Yan would be defeated in the past, but when the results came out, Mo Yan was really defeated, which still shocked most of the people present, the peak of the young kings, as strong as Mo Yan, was also defeated under the halberd of Jun Twelve, it is conceivable how strong the current Jun Twelve, I am afraid that among the young people, no one dares to say that he will win Jun Twelve, even if it is recognized as the strongest young man, Emperor Muye of Wukui to fight Jun Twelve, it is only an unknown.

"I didn't expect Jun Twelve to be so strong, too strong. ”

Yuliang Huang found that he had the courage to challenge Wu Jiyu and even Emperor Muye, but deep in his heart he was unwilling to challenge Jun Twelve, draw strength from destruction, and let the opponent despair in destruction, it can be said that as long as someone with the same strength as Jun Twelve, if he fights with Jun Twelve, ninety-nine percent of them will be defeated.

"What a strong king... Lin Wushuang... Can you win?"

Yu Chiyong is the same shock, the same fear of Jun Twelve, even the opponent's possible power to turn the tables, can be destroyed, it feels terrifying to think about it, and wait, Lin Wushuang is about to fight with such a terrifying opponent, in all fairness, in Yu Chiyong's heart, he doesn't want Lin Wushuang to lose to Jun Twelve, but now it seems that who wins and who loses, it is not yet known.

"Brother Taishi, you are ranked fourth on the Heavenly King List, if you are against Jun Twelve, how sure are you?" Qin Zhongtian, the king of the hundred chains, suddenly turned his head and asked Tai Shijie.

Tai Shijie was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "Since I was promoted to the Heavenly King level combat power, I have not tasted defeat, I also have self-confidence, in the Spirit King Realm stage, no matter who I meet, I have the confidence to fight, even if it is the top three old monsters on the Heavenly King List, but in the face of the young Jun Twelve in front of me, I am not sure of the chance of winning, if it is really right, it is conservatively estimated that six or four points, Jun Twelve is six, and I am four." ”

King Ye and Qin Zhongtian on the side, when they heard Tai Shijie's answer, their expressions were not too surprised, obviously, in their hearts, they were also thinking about what the odds would be if they were against Shangjun Twelve, and the result seemed to be no different from what Tai Shijie said.

King Ye sighed lightly and said, "It seems that the next battle is not much to look forward to." ”

Don't say that King Ye, Qin Zhongtian, and Tai Shijie are not optimistic, and everyone present is almost not optimistic about the battle between Lin Wushuang and Jun Twelve, even Xuanyuan Tianxin, Tong Meiyao, Tao Yunfei, who were also born in the Xuanyuan Empire with Lin Wushuang, And Ni Wuru is the same, he feels that Lin Wushuang's chance of defeating Jun Twelve is slim, not that Lin Wushuang is weak, but the strength shown by Jun Twelve, which is too strong, one person and one halberd, will kill Mo Yan, the sword king of the four young heavenly kings, without the power to fight back, such strength even makes people feel that they are beyond the four young heavenly kings, even if the recognized number one king of youth, Wukui Wang Muye Emperor against Shangjun Twelve, it seems that the odds are not great, and it is very likely to lose, so let alone Lin Wushuang.

And Emperor Muye, King of Wukui, naturally noticed that everyone was silently paying attention to him, but he didn't care, he just looked at Jun Twelve with a solemn expression, but no one could see Emperor Muye's thoughts.

Zheng!

Wu Jiyu, who was beside Emperor Muye, had the wind and snow sword on his waist vibrating and making a sword roar until Jun Twelve defeated Mo Yan, and the wind and snow sword sounded the most intense, wanting to be unsheathed and run through the sky.

"It's really terrible, we all underestimated Jun Twelve, before the battle with Mo Yan, absolutely no one would have imagined that he would grow and progress to such a stage in a year's time, let alone Lin Wushuang, even among the hundred years of kings, few people dare to say that they are victorious over Jun Twelve, alas!" Ouyang Shengtian looked at Lin Wushuang with some regret and sighed lightly for him.

"I don't think so, Senior Brother Lin's expression has not changed at all, perhaps, this decisive battle, there is still a turnaround. Nie Wuxian said softly.

"I hope so!"

Ouyang Shengtian also noticed that Lin Wushuang had been maintaining an indifferent expression, but he didn't think it was a sign of confidence.

Under the watchful eye of all the people, Lin Wushuang, who was wearing a dark purple robe, slowly stood up, the corners of his clothes were windless and automatic, fluttering, and his long black and blue hair was flying backwards, as if he was plucking ink, like a poem.

"Jun Twelve, your strength is qualified to fight with me. ”

Lin Wushuang's first words when he stood up caused an uproar as if he was throwing down a boulder in a calm lake.

At that moment, almost all the people present had the same thought in their hearts, that is, it was not their auditory hallucinations.

"Qualified to fight you?"

Jun Twelve's eyes squinted slightly, he was different from everyone present, from the first time he saw Lin Wushuang, he knew that this person was his lifelong opponent, so if someone else said such a thing, he Jun Twelve would definitely disdain it, but now it was said by Lin Wushuang's mouth, and at the same time as he said it, he deeply felt a sense of crisis, as if what was in front of him was not Lin Wushuang, but a peerless sword even if it was out of the sheath.

"Lin Wushuang..."

After hearing this, Wu Jiyu frowned slightly, and muttered, after Mo Yan lost to Jun Twelve, basically, the battle between him and Mo Yan could not continue, and judging from Jun Twelve's performance just now, he knew that it would not be difficult to win against Mo Yan, but if against Jun Twelve, the odds of winning were not great, this could not be denied, and he would not deny it, but, he and Lin Wushuang were both swordsmen, and when he thought that he could not defeat Jun Twelve, Lin Wushuang said that Jun Twelve was qualified to fight with him, this is arrogance? Or confidence? ...

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............ To be continued.