"You didn't disappoint me. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.infoggaawwx" In the ninth floor of the space, Lin Fengying looked at Mo Chen with a smile.

Mo Chen and Dongfang Hong still maintained the joint technique, the three of them looked at each other, with a little smile on their faces, who would have thought that when Nanling City got together, it was the three of them who became the final contenders for the first level.

"Your strength is also very strong, I believe that it won't be long before you can become a man of the year in this world." Mo Chen praised from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Fengying said: "I am only twenty years old, I have such strength, and I have the means to strategize to pull the blue flag back from the edge of life and death, and if it were me, I can't do it." It's just that I'm curious, even Elder Xue of my sect thinks that I'm not your opponent, let me take you as my goal, and if I can do it without being thrown away by you, it will be a success. ”

Mo Chen smiled bitterly, Xue Zijie knew his identity, so he naturally knew his potential, but Lin Fengying didn't know that with his strength and talent, he was more or less unconvinced.

"The challenge of this ninth layer is very simple, no matter who comes, only one person can be left before we can continue to understand the rules of the ninth layer, so, strictly speaking, we have only entered the ninth layer, but we have not yet accepted the test of the ninth layer."

Lin Fengying explained: "At this moment, we are the same as the outside world, but only soul power can be used, Mo Chen, let me see what qualifications you have for me to catch up." ”

Dongfang Hong frowned and said, "Can only one person be left to accept the test and baptism of the ninth layer?" ”

Lin Fengying nodded and said: "In the history of the Martial Spirit Palace, no one has rushed to the ninth layer, only the first person to rush up can see the information left by the ninth layer, I didn't sneak attack you, I just want to fight in a dignified manner, even if it is not as good as you now, I also want to know where the gap is." ”

Mo Chen nodded lightly, gladly accepting Lin Fengying's challenge.

He and Dongfang Hong dispersed, and sure enough, the ninth layer was the same as the space outside, but the rest of the forces were suppressed, and no other tests appeared.

Only when there is only one person left can he be qualified to spy on the mystery of the ninth layer, and the designer of this martial soul tower may have left something for the strongest.

Dongfang Hong smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, I am by no means your opponent, but since I have come here, I will naturally not admit defeat, so I will not show mercy." ”

Mo Chen said with a smile: "The opportunity is rare, we have already reached the last step, naturally we will not admit defeat easily, three of us, how to fight?" ”

Lin Fengying said: "It is a little fair for two people to team up against one person, it is better to guess the fist of three people, the one who loses will face off first, and the remaining one person shall not sneak attack, and the first person to fight against each other, after dividing the winner and loser, must give the winner a little time to recover." ”

"The battle of magnanimity, fairness!" Dongfang Hong and Mo Chen smiled lightly.

The flag of the three representatives has been determined for the top three seats, and at this moment it is no longer for the championship, but for the challenge, the three are all outstanding people, it can be said that no one will easily obey anyone in their hearts.

Especially Lin Fengying, he knew that Mo Chen was strong, but he still wanted to try which of the two was stronger.

And Dongfanghong knows that he is weak, but he also wants to know how big the gap is.

The three of them do not team up to attack one side, and they win calmly, so they guess the boxing decision.

Soon, the results of the guessing fist came out, and Mo Chen was a little lucky, wrapped two stones in one cloth, and enjoyed the last battle.

Mo Chen stepped aside, leaving the battlefield to Lin Fengying and Dongfang Hong.

Lin Fengying reminded: "Brother Dongfang, although this place is in the Martial Soul Tower, but the struggle is a real soul fight, if you can't hold on, you must admit defeat as soon as possible and choose to be teleported out, otherwise you will be defeated in the soul power, and after going out, the soul power will be greatly damaged, and it will be difficult to continue to break through, or you will become an idiot, or even die." ”

Dongfang Hong nodded and said, "Thank you Brother Lin for reminding me, please." ”

"Pick up!"

Lin Fengying raised his hand and swung it directly, and Ling Yan's soul power turned into a sharp knife, stabbing Dongfang Hong's lower abdomen.

Dongfang Hong had already been on guard, and his feet flickered, turning into a streamer and disappearing in place, but Lin Fengying didn't expect his dodge, and the sharp knife came with a clanging sound, turning into an endless and small blade, overwhelming the sky.

Dongfang Hong was suddenly startled, and the terrifying soul power bloomed wildly, turning into a powerful shield in front of him.

"Poof!"

Both the sharp blades and the shield were transformed by soul power, and there was no substance, so there was no metal-like collision sound, just countless popping sounds, and one after another sharp blades pierced into the shield, piercing the shield with thousands of holes.

"Bang!"

Dongfang Hong only felt a powerful soul power crushing him, and the whole person was shocked and flew out, and a little blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

One move, just one move, he knew that he was not Lin Fengying's enemy, and the soul power of the late eighth order was indeed not the opponent of the ninth order martial soul master.

But there was no hint of retreat in his eyes, as if he was constantly vicious, blooming with a strong fighting spirit.

"You're no match for me, but this fighting spirit is admirable, and it looks much more comfortable than your brother's crazy intent." Lin Fengying exclaimed, his arm raised again, and a long sword stretched out, slashing down in the air.

Dongfang Hong was full of fighting spirit, did not collide with Lin Fengying, and began to flicker constantly, fighting guerrilla warfare.

Outside, everyone's eyes stared at the Martial Spirit Tower without blinking.

Xue Zijie suddenly spoke: "Mo Chen and Dongfang Hong have surpassed Dongfang Yu in the ninth layer, and the three of them are sure to rank in the top three, as for the ranking, they can only wait." ”

When Dongfang Yu heard this, a trace of hideous color flashed on his face.

With the realm of a ninth-order martial soul master, he originally wanted to compete with Lin Fengying, bring victory to the red flag, and win the hearts of the people who are inlaid with the red flag.

However, now, not only lost to Lin Fengying, but even lost to Dongfanghong.

The results of the Eight Banners, only take the results of the best person to rank, although Dongfang Yu's results are also very good, ranking fourth, but Dongfang Hong surpasses him, so the results of the first level are naturally counted as Dongfang Hong's, so he discarded his results.

With the realm of the ninth order, all the contestants with red flags followed him, and even lost to Dongfanghong, instantly becoming Dongfanghong's stepping stone.

After the First World War, Dongfang Hong's reputation in the red flag was definitely far superior to him, and he lost a lot before he made it clear that the young master was clear.

His fists were clenched, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Buzz."

After a few breaths, a light came from inside the Martial Spirit Tower, and Dongfang Hong's figure was teleported out unexpectedly.

This moment caused an uproar in the crowd.

There are still two people left in the Martial Spirit Tower, and they are Lin Fengying and Mo Chen, who bet the most.

Xiahou Jin's face became more and more difficult to look at, his hands clenched involuntarily, and his palms were full of sweat.

Mo Chen, he really came to this point, if it was Lin Fengying who was teleported out next time, then he would have lost completely.

Not only him, but everyone was shocked, and most of them didn't expect Mo Chen to come this far.

At this moment, thinking of Xue Zijie and Shan Shan shocking bets, it seems that it is no accident that the two strong men are so optimistic about Mo Chen, according to this, Mo Chen's hope of winning the championship is indeed great.

In the Martial Soul Tower, after Lin Fengying defeated Dongfang Hong, he began to recover his soul power, and after a while, he returned to his peak state.

He stood up, looked at Mo Chen, and said, "It's finally our turn to fight, I really want to know if there is a gap between us." ”

Mo Chen grinned and said, "Then it's as you wish." ”

"Be careful, then." Lin Fengying's smile gradually converged, his hands suddenly reached out, and his powerful soul power rushed down like a dense rain of arrows, stabbing towards Mo Chen without warning.

At the same time, the distorted space began to transform, turning into the shape of a fierce tiger, opening its mouth to bite Mo Chen.

Mo Chen also restrained his smile, although his realm was not as good as Lin Fengying, but if he wanted to talk about combat experience, he could definitely throw off Lin Fengying for several streets, he pinched the trick with one hand, and the whole figure became illusory, and the ghost disappeared in place.

At the same time, the powerful soul power continued to extend like thousands of streams, zigzags around Lin Fengying's attacks, intertwined into a huge net, and shrouded towards Lin Fengying, wanting to bind Lin Fengying.

Lin Fengying was slightly startled, his hands changed at the same time, turning into a huge pair of scissors, slashing into the air, and there was a clicking sound.

Mo Chen's soul power was constantly cut, he pinched his hands at the same time, and the powerful soul power directly turned into a boulder, and rushed into the scissors fiercely, directly shattering the scissors, pressing down Lin Fengying like a broken giant mountain.

Lin Fengying's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a wave of his big hand, a waterfall-like soul power wrapped down, and two soul powers slammed into one place.

"Boom!"

A slight explosion came instantly, and the terrifying soul power vibrated in the space, and the soul power of the two of them continued to shatter, turning into countless tiny fragments, dissipating in all directions.

However, Lin Fengying's realm was indeed stronger, and although the huge soul power waterfall was riddled with holes, it was not completely shattered, and it crushed towards Mo Chen with a roar.

"Mo Chen, if you only have this strength, you won't be able to beat me." Lin Fengying shouted, and with a slight touch of his feet, his entire body swept through the air, and where he passed, the space was extremely distorted, and swept towards Mo Chen.

His realm did stabilize Mo Chen, and at this moment, he burst out with all his strength, pressing Mo Chen to use the strongest attack.

If there is only this level, then the final battle should be over.

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth rose, and one hand was embellished in the air a few times, and the powerful soul power changed rapidly, forming a human shape, his eyes were like stars, his face was like a knife, and his purple and gold robe fluttered in the wind, exuding a domineering aura comparable to the world.

"Lin'er, are you going to attack me?" The peerless powerhouse opened his mouth gently, his eyes flashed, and he raised his hand slightly, and a sharp blade fell.

Lin Fengying's body suddenly, a trace of horror and awe flashed in his eyes, and then he shouted angrily: "Mo Chen, let your means go to the sky, I'm afraid it will be difficult to change the defeat." ”

This condensed figure turned out to be Lin Fengying's father, Lin Tianying, whether it was his demeanor or temperament, it was so vivid, enough to reach the point of being fake.

Lin Fengying showed no mercy, and shot with all his might, and the terrifying soul power swept out like a tide.

Because he knew that this phantus was incarnated by Mo Chen, not his father.

"Rebel son, dare to make a move on your father, and still don't kneel down and admit your mistake!" Lin Tianying roared angrily, the strength in his hand suddenly increased, and a sharp blade came out of his hand, turning into a Nine Thunder Dragon, and devouring towards Lin Fengying.

"This ......"

Lin Fengying's heart trembled, his demeanor and demeanor did not look like a phantom at all, at this moment, he seemed to really see his father, and he froze in place for a while, not daring to make another move.