Four hundred and forty-nine, against Mo Xingyu!
Ouyang Hao smiled slightly: "This is the forbidden law heavenly prison that evolved after my absolute intention condensed the spirit seed!"
"Is it a forbidden prison? It's a bit interesting, but after seven years, Qian will definitely ask my senior brother for advice again, and then I will be able to break through my brother's forbidden law prison by looking at my swordsmanship. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Qian Zhenhuan's body shook and fell back to his original seat.
The Spirit Leopard Mountain Lord gave him a rare satisfied smile, and said: "Zhenhuan, although you lost this time, but the defeat is not unjust, after you go back, the Mountain Lord will definitely vigorously cultivate you, and the gap between you and these people will be further narrowed, and even disappear completely, when the ten years of the big test, the Mountain Lord is very much looking forward to you, the sword sweeps the heroes, and raises the majesty of my Spirit Leopard Mountain!"
Qian Zhenhuan looked surprised and said, "Disciple, thank you for the cultivation of the mountain master!"
No matter what kind of powerful existence there was behind him, but now that the Spirit Leopard Mountain Lord said that he wanted to cultivate him, he was still very excited.
After all, he is now in Lingbao Mountain, and all the resources are being supplied to the Lingbao Mountain Lord, how can he not be happy and excited?
-- The light in Lu Chen's eyes was a little stronger, and he was also looking forward to Qianzhenhuan seven years later.
And now that Ouyang Hao and Qianzhenhuan have decided the winner, the next thing is Lu Chen and Mo Xingyu.
Without waiting for Fan Changqing to announce, Mo Xingyu swished, swept away a heavy wave of qi, landed in the field, looked at Lu Chen with a calm gaze, and said sharply: "Lu Chen, won't you roll me up?"
The Xuanwu Mountain Lord looked at Lu Chen a little strangely, and said, "Lu Chen, do you have a grudge against this person?"
Lu Chen said: "Back to the mountain lord, when the disciple came from the Yunling Peninsula three years ago, he got along with this person for a while on the flying boat of the Sikong senior, maybe because he lost to me at that time, he was unwilling." ”
The master of Xuanwu Mountain smiled: "This son's mental cultivation seems to be really not very good! Since this person provokes you, you don't have to be polite, teach him a lesson, how can my disciple of Xuanwu Mountain be able to shout from other outer disciples?"
Speaking of this, the Xuanwu Mountain Lord's narrowed gaze shot towards the Red Ape Mountain Lord.
It just so happened that the eyes of the Red Ape Mountain Lord fell, and there was also a hint of a smile on his face.
It can be seen that such two mountain masters have become more energetic.
Lu Chen's figure paused, and he said in a deep voice: "The disciple will definitely not embarrass the mountain master!" A rise and fall fell in the field, his eyes fell on Mo Xingyu's body, and he smiled, "I haven't seen you for three years, you are still the same as back then, there is no progress." ”
Well?
Mo Xingyu was irritable and abnormal, you must know that he had been practicing hard for the past three years, and finally kicked out Sun Boyu, the first disciple of the former Red Ape Mountain Outer Gate, during the three-year middle test, and this was the occasion that appeared.
And he is very confident, what if Lu Chen won the first place in the outer gate two years ago? His strength is extraordinary, what is it!
This time, he was definitely going to step Lu Chen off the high altar with one foot, so that he would 'reveal his true form'.
But as soon as he came up, he hadn't broken out yet, and he was blocked by Lu Chen's words!
Mo Xingyu's triumphant ceass no longer exists, and he said sharply: "Lu Chen, what nonsense are you talking about! You won't know, what I've been through in the past three years, I don't want to defeat you all the time! Fortunately, God has mercy on me, let me condense the sword spirit seed at this juncture! Under the sword spirit seed, what are you Lu Chen? You are nothing-"
The cold waves shone brightly, a churning sword light, like a submarine drilled out of the deep sea, the violent void ripples, rushing like a rising stream, escaping in all directions along the sword light.
"This is my kendo spirit seed, take it, bastard!"
Mo Xingyu took a fierce step on the ground with both feet, and the ferocious qi fluctuation burst out from his body, and after a moment, his huge body, as if wrapped in an inexplicable wave of qi, flew straight into the sky and came straight to Lu Chen.
Lu Chen's eyelids jumped slightly, lazy, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.
His appearance made Fan Changqing's eyes a little more different.
The other cultivators of the Spirit Realm at the scene all had a different color in their eyes: "What is this guy doing again?"
"How could he not resist at all?"
"I really can't understand it!"
The eyes of all the mountain lords fell on the Xuanwu Mountain Lord, and the Xuanwu Mountain Lord closed his eyes and recuperated, with a look of not paying attention at all.
Mo Xingyu was about to be angry to death, and with his violent power, Lu Chen, this guy, actually completely ignored it.
Why is he?
What does he rely on?
The tyrannical aura in Mo Xingyu's eyes was madly ravaging his mind, and the sword dao spirit seed that bloomed was already rolled with an incomparably powerful evil qi, and it descended less than half a foot in front of Lu Chen.
The furious waves of air that burst out stirred the strands of hair on Lu Chen's forehead and sideburns, and the fluttering vibration sound wave passed, and it was about to hit Lu Chen.
A smile suddenly appeared on Lu Chen's face: "It's over!"
With a hum, the one-legged bronze man was dragged out of the void by him, and he just smashed it down against the sword light in front of him!
Puff, puff, Mo Xingyu's sword light shot out, like porcelain under a heavy hammer, was crushed into pieces without a single face.
Mo Xingyu screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his huge body, pushed by the terrifying aura that shot out, smashed to the ground fiercely, and the flat ground was forced by this guy's body, crushing out a ravine that was not more than a foot deep and more than two zhang long.
The debris that exploded on the ground swished and jumped, as if the secret weapons were scattered in all directions.
When Mo Xingyu's body stabilized, another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
In an instant, Mo Xingyu, who was aggressive and triumphant just now, and didn't take Lu Chen in his eyes, collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, and his upturned pupils were full of disbelief and anger that couldn't be hidden.
I saw that his lips trembled a few times, his arms were propped up on the ground, trying his best to condense the aura, who would have thought that a sharp pain would hit his body, so that all his plans were in vain, and he collapsed on the ground without strength.
The Red Ape Mountain Lord in the pavilion snorted heavily: "Bastard things, it's too disappointing for the Mountain Lord." ”
The long sleeves were raised, and Mo Xingyu was dragged back from the field in this way.
The Xuanwu Mountain Lord smiled slightly, and the gazes of the other Mountain Lords on Lu Chen's body changed a little, and when their eyes fell on the one-legged bronze figure, they couldn't help but have some changes.
All the cultivators present were all powerful and cunning people, so how could they not see that the weapons used by Lu Chen had improved a lot compared to two years ago.
Lu Chen's body shook, and he sat down in the pavilion with a whoosh.
Fan Changqing said in a deep voice: "Now it's the five-strong competition!"