"Explode me"

Ye Wenmo roared violently, and his spiritual power frantically poured into the sword, wanting to intercept Jun Molin's powerful blow.

However, in the next moment, that brutal force suddenly shattered the sword intent, and Jun Mo Lin slammed a punch straight towards his eyebrows.

Ye Wenmo's pupils shrank sharply, and Jun Molin's punch was so fast that it seemed to cut through the void, making it impossible to dodge.

When he wanted to give up resistance, he saw Jun Mo coming to the side of his body, and with a fierce punch, he suddenly changed direction and blasted towards the mountains and forests on the side!

Bang!

In an instant, a mushroom cloud appeared from the mountains and forests, and the terrifying shock wave caused the surrounding ground to collapse for dozens of miles, and then a sandstorm surged from the mountains and forests.

After a few breaths, the wind howled, the dust and smoke dispersed, and a messy mountain forest appeared in the eyes of everyone, only to see that within a radius of dozens of miles, the trees were destroyed, the land collapsed, and the blow was terrifying!

Suddenly, the outside world erupted in an uproar one after another. They didn't expect that the semi-finals would end in just a few dozen breaths, and Jun Molin's strength once again refreshed their cognition. The Lincheng kendo genius was defeated so simply!

"It's me who lost. ”

"But I won't admit defeat, one day I will surpass you!"

Ye Wenmo said to Jun Molin, and then his figure flickered and left the field.

This son's sword heart is firm, he is worthy of being a genius sword cultivator, and he is not arrogant or discouraged when he wins. Many people agree with Ye Wenmo's actions.

"I'm afraid Xia Luo's side will end soon.

"Han Jie is still a lot worse than him. ”

"Today's champion must have been born between Jun Mo Lin and Xia Luo. ”

"I hope Xia Luo can earn it!"

At this moment, countless eyes converged on the second scene.

Countless sword qi overflowed in the mountains and forests, and the surrounding trees broke through the soil, most of them were directly flattened by the knife qi, and the hard ground was already pitted, obviously the two experienced a fierce fight.

Han Jie gasped slightly, looking at Xia Luo, his eyes were full of fierce cold light, he could feel that his attacks did not have much impact on Xia Luo.

"It's really tricky, Jun Molin's side must have been over a long time ago, sure enough, people can't compare with demons!" Han Jie muttered.

When Han Jie was amazed, a huge palm print suddenly appeared in the sky in front of him, carrying a terrifying aura that made people palpitate and shoot down on him.

Han Jie was taken aback, his figure suddenly retreated, and the astonishing big palm print he saw fell on his place.

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering explosion, the hard ground suddenly collapsed into a large pit of more than ten zhang, and Xia Luo's blow was terrifying.

"The waste of Qingyang City, admit defeat, don't have to gain an inch again, there is a gap between you and me, so as not to be like the waste that was defeated in my hands before, embarrassing. "There was a voice of Xia Luo's indifference in the mountains and forests.

Han Jie frowned, and the chill in his eyes was even worse, this guy actually didn't forget to humiliate Qin Lie at this time.

"Delusional!"

Han Jie shouted violently, and the sword qi around his body surged again, like a violent tornado, with him as the center, it continued to sweep around!

The meaning of the sword!

Overlord kill!

Suddenly, a domineering and murderous intent enveloped this mountain forest, and Han Jie's black hair fluttered in the wind. This kind of sword intent has reached a small level.

Han Jie stood in the storm of sword qi, like a bully in the sword, holding a knife in one hand and pointing straight at the sky, and then carrying a fierce killing intent, he slashed down towards Xia Luo.

Under the knife, the void seemed to be torn in half, and the sound of gas explosions was endless!

"I really don't know what to do!"

Burning Palm!

A violent shout resounded through the sky, and there was a faint hint of cruelty in Xia Luo's eyes, and then the spiritual power around his body was surging, and he actually reached the seventh level of the spring, and his body exuded a dark red streamer.

The next moment, the furious dark red light roared towards Han Jie like a monstrous wave.

Bang bang bang!

In just a few breaths, the terrifying dark red streamer wave swallowed most of the sword qi, and then the dark red light wave raged.

Rumble!

The sword qi storm actually collapsed in an instant, Han Jie's face changed slightly, and his body retreated extremely quickly.

However, Xia Luo's figure appeared behind him in an instant.

"It's over!"

"Peak Palm!"

A giant peak phantom appeared in Xia Luo's palm, and then suppressed towards Han Jie, bombarding his back fiercely.

Poof!

A mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out from Han Jie's mouth.

Bang bang bang!

Then Han Jie's body smashed heavily on the ground like a meteorite, and suddenly the ground exploded, and cracks spread out like spider webs.

Han Jie lay in the void, looking at Xia Luo with a proud face, spurting out a mouthful of blood again, and laughing with all his might: "Xia Luo, Xia Luo, with Jun Mo here, you will only be defeated, even if you secretly use despicable means..."

Hearing Han Jie's words, Xia Luo faintly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and then shook his head secretly, what he did was very hidden, and it should not be leaked.

"Hehe... Jun Morin will soon be my defeated..."

Then Xia Luo's eyes lit up with coldness, and his figure slowly left the arena and walked towards the highest platform.

After half a pillar of incense, two tall figures finally appeared on the highest platform on the top of the mountain.

The boiling atmosphere in the stadium was detonated again, and the most exciting moment finally came!

"It's good for Jun Molin to make a friend, if you admit defeat this time, my Xia Cheng will definitely give you a good reward, after all, there is one more way for multiple friends!" Xia Luo looked at the handsome and straight figure and said lightly.

"Oh~, then can you Xia Cheng restore the Mu Chenfeng to cultivation?" replied Jun Molin disdainfully.

"Well, this can't be, but why bother thinking about others, people don't destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, cultivation is to go against the sky, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, others are wasted, it's better to earn it for yourself!" Xia Luo laughed softly.

"Then, you should be familiar with the five dead soldiers yesterday!" Jun Mo Lin said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold.

"I don't know what you're talking about, it looks like we can't get along!"

The moment the voice fell, Xia Luo's body suddenly rioted, turning into a streamer of light and shooting towards Jun Molin.

Burning Palm!

The majestic spiritual power wrapped around Xia Luo's body, bursting out with brilliant light, and with a palm, he pressed down on Jun Mo Lin with the momentum of mountains and seas.

"Annoyed and angry?"

The golden light around Jun Molin's body exploded, and there was a thunderous sound in the treasure body.

In the next moment, a powerful and incomparable palm slammed into Jun Molin's chest in a blink of an eye, and suddenly a strong wind howled, and the shock waves scattered in all directions.

But he saw Jun Mo Lin standing in place, not moving.

The brilliant golden light condensed into a shield in front of him, brazenly resisting Xia Luo's blow.

"It seems that your strength is not very good!"

A smile tugged at Jun Molin's handsome face.

And then a fierce punch blasted out!

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