Chapter 126: The Witch Clan's Depression
Yun Lei enjoyed the feeling of being watched, but he knew that as a strong man, he couldn't keep people watching, and being mysterious was the posture that a strong man should maintain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
In this way, people will not be able to figure it out, and there will not be so many people who will come to you for trouble, so after being watched for a while, Yun Lei put away the same feeling, he was afraid that he would be lost in that feeling.
In that case, his death is probably not far off.
Struggling to get up, Mo Ying didn't expect that after Yun Lei didn't apply the Thunder Battle Knife, his attack power increased so much, which caught him off guard and was injured.
Looking at the clouds and thunder standing proudly in the sky, Mo Ying said gloomily: "It seems that I underestimated you, but, from now on, I will not give you another chance to be arrogant." ā
"Hmph, you don't care if I'm arrogant or not, but, I didn't slap you to death with that palm just now, and you won't be so lucky in the next one." Yun Lei didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he lifted the Thunder War Knife and slashed towards Mo Ying below, as long as Mo Ying didn't dodge, it was definitely a game of two halves.
But, how could Mo Ying not hide?
Taking a few steps back, dodging the Thunder Battle Knife, Mo Ying fought against Yun Lei again, for a while
The axes and swords shone throughout the ring, dazzling the onlookers.
After being injured, Mo Ying seemed to be stimulated, and the offensive was quite violent, and for a while, he pressed the cloud and thunder to attack, showing the demeanor of the Antarctic God of War.
To say that Mo Ying's strength is still quite strong, just now he was just a little careless, and he was injured by Yun Lei.
Now, Mo Ying, who is no longer underestimating the enemy, has burst out with strength, and even Yun Cang is quite surprised.
"I didn't expect that Mo Ying still has some strength, I don't know how much Yun Lei has improved in such a long time, if it doesn't make much progress, it's really a bit difficult?" Yun Cang thought in secret.
But immediately, Yun Lei's counterattack let Yun Cang know how much Yun Lei has made over the years.
"Hahaha, it seems that this is all your strength, if this is the case, then the battle between the two of us can also end." Yun Lei laughed, as if he was being pressed and beaten, and he didn't care at all, but the meaning of his words seemed to be testing Mo Ying.
"Hmph, anyone can say big things, but I don't know what kind of expression Yuncang will have when you die in a while, I'm really looking forward to it." Mo Ying's mouth is not easy to think about, and for a while, not only were the two not idle, but they also hit each other on their mouths.
"Peng."
"Peng."
"Peng."
The sound of the two fighting became more and more intense, and the sword of Yun Lei burst out in the void, but they were all smashed by Mo Ying's big axe, and the sound of the two axes and knives was heard far away.
The two no longer spoke, because, busy dealing with each other's attacks, they didn't even have time to speak, from the battle to the present, it has been a tough battle, one is known as the emperor of war, the other is known as the god of war, it can really be said that they are on equal footing, in the ring, the two of them are full of fighting spirit, and they are all immersed in the battle and cannot extricate themselves.
Under the ring, Yun Cang looked at the two people in the fierce battle, his heart was completely relaxed, he could see that although he was watching the two of them equal, Mo Ying tried his best, but Yun Lei obviously still had his strength not fully exerted, he was now enjoying the fun brought to him by the battle, and when this fun was over, that is, when Mo Ying died.
In contrast, the low-level monks thought less, they just looked at the intensity of the battle, and the rest was none of their business at all. And the strongest people, of course, can see that Yun Cang is not a little stronger than Mo Ying, it can be said that the two are not at the same level.
This made them very curious, how did Yun Cang teach the apprentice, how could he be so strong, if Yun Cang broke through a few days late, this apprentice would really catch up with the master.
And just as they were watching the battle in the ring, there was a group of people who were also watching, still watching and talking.
"Boss, this cloud and thunder is very powerful, it doesn't seem like you're an opponent?" A big man with red hair and a full beard was rubbing his beard with one hand and said with a smile on his face.
"Hey, Zhu Rong, don't talk nonsense, what if you make the boss unhappy." The hair of this persuader is the opposite of Zhu Rong, who just spoke, it is aqua blue, and even his beard is this color, needless to say, he is a co-worker.
This group of people is the Wu clan, although several big witches are there, but, the big witches with them are all the cultivation of the Venerable, otherwise, even if they are all Wu clans, they are all called brothers, it is impossible to appear, a group of low-level little witches, and the ancestral witches come out together.
Hearing Zhu Rong and Gonggong's words ridiculing him, Di Jiang ignored it, he just frowned, staring closely at Yun Lei who was gradually gaining the upper hand in the ring, and the solemn look in his eyes was very strong.
Seeing that Di Jiang didn't fight back at himself as usual, Zhu Rong and Gonggong were puzzled, and after seeing Di Jiang's dignified face, they gradually quieted down.
I don't know how long it took before Di Jiang said: "Cloud Thunder, Thunder War Emperor, it's really powerful, I can't do it." After saying this, Di Jiang was very disappointed.
The proud ancestral witch, although they can't lose, but they can definitely afford to lose, and if they don't do it, they won't dare to admit it.
And hearing Di Jiang's words, the eleven ancestral witches and the five great witches present were all stunned, what did they hear, their Wu clan patriarch, the head of the twelve ancestral witches, the dignified space controller, actually couldn't say anything to others, which made them unacceptable for a while.
Even Zhu Rong and Gonggong, who were still sarcastic about him just now, couldn't help but be stunned at this time.
They were just joking just now, but they didn't expect Dijiang to really admit that they couldn't match Yunlei, they couldn't believe it at all.
The twelve ancestors were born together, and they were transformed together, there is no such thing as who is big and who is small, it is completely according to the size of the strength rank, there is only one difference, the ancestor Wu Houtu, she is not the eldest sister, just the little sister, and finally, although the cultivation of the Houtu can be ranked in the top five, but, can not be ranked first, she herself asked, to be the smallest one, and then it is Xuan Ming, and Houtu has an idea.
However, except for the two special sisters, they are really ranked by strength, Di Jiang is the well-deserved boss, and the second is the time controller Candle Jiuyin.
But thinking about their boss, they were instigated, which made them very puzzled, but they were angry, but, before they could say anything, Di Jiang said here: "My strength is stronger than the Antarctic God of War, it is not a problem to kill him, but, he will be injured, Yunlei will not, we Wu clan, we can afford to lose, but, if we lose this time, we will have to double our cultivation and win it back in the future." ā
After saying that, Di Jiangtou will not leave, and will no longer watch the ring, because the result is already doomed.
The eleven ancestral witches and the five great witches glanced fiercely at the ring, and followed Di Jiang away, no one knew what they were thinking, but their gloomy faces could see that they were in a very bad mood, maybe as long as there was a small fuse, they would explode.
No one noticed the movements of the Wu Clan, and the ring was still raging, but there were some changes.
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