Brahma Luo patted his thigh and laughed and said: "Xingchen, don't brag, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a five-core weapon, although you have a demonic beast and a four-core weapon, in fact, it is almost the same, Your Highness, are you still comparing?" ”

Huang Yurui frowned and pondered for a while, then looked at Mo Xingchen's arrogant appearance and said, "Your weapon is a four-core? "He didn't want to be fooled again.

The silver light flashed in Mo Xingchen's hand, and the scythe of life and death appeared in front of everyone, which frightened Qi Juan into exclaiming, there seemed to be a black light flowing on this scythe, and it was bigger than his whole person, it looked really scary, as if a knife hooked out, it could harvest people's lives.

"Good weapon!" Huang Yurui's eyes narrowed and praised.

"Worse than yours." Mo Xingchen generously admitted that although his life and death scythe was indeed good, it was only inlaid with four cores, and the power was naturally not as powerful as Emperor Rui's Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

The corners of Huang Yurui's mouth grinned: "What level is the Warcraft?" ”

"You're careful!" Mo Xingchen also smiled, and with a flash of green light, a huge green dragon two-winged tiger appeared in the open space below the second floor, raising his head to look at the owner above.

"Flying monsters! Brother Huang, don't compare, even if your strength is stronger than him, he will run away as soon as he flies, you can't win, it's not fair! The Nine Emperor Princes hurriedly said.

Huang Yurui frowned, he also knew this problem, but Brahma Luo said: "Xingchen, put away the demonic beasts and weapons first." ”

Mo Xingchen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he meant, but he still put it away.

Brahma Luo looked at Huang Yurui and said: "The two of you use all your strength, I estimate that it is half a catty and eight taels, and no one can win against anyone, so the best way to fight is that none of you can use battle qi and spiritual power, and can only fight hand-to-hand?" ”

"What!" The two men spoke in unison in surprise.

"Men are hand-to-hand combat, the strength is equal, and it looks good when fighting! We have seen a lot of cultivators fighting in the ring on weekdays, and it is really rare to see real fists and feet facing each other, so you should exercise your body! You punch me and I punch, and really hit the opponent's body, it's so enjoyable! Brahma Luo instigated, but in his heart, two handsome guys were fighting hand-to-hand, which must be very eye-catching, hehe.

"That's a good idea, Brother Huang, you can win him!" The Nine Emperor Princes immediately agreed, mainly because Emperor Rui was a year older than Mo Xingchen, and he was slightly taller.

"I'm okay with that!" The corners of Mo Xingchen's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and he wanted to beat the handsome face of Emperor Yurui.

"So confident? Have you practiced? "Huang Yurui is a little scared by Brahma Luokeng.

Mo Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said: "Everyone knows that the Martial King of the Dao is stronger than the Spirit King's physical strength itself, but I often practiced in the woods when I was a child, and I also have some combat experience, so I am not afraid of you!" Do you want to play? ”

Emperor Rui Zhi Dao was as arrogant and arrogant as Mo Xingchen and disdained to lie, so he could fight with him, and nodded: "Okay! Let's have a scoundrel fight! ”

"Yay, bet on!" Brahma Luo applauded excitedly, and then said to Mo Xingchen, "Xingchen, I can help you support the scene, don't let me lose money!" ”

Mo Xingchen glanced at her with contempt, the money was not collected by her from Jiang Hongying, that woman was the proprietress of Fengyun Building, and there were nearly five million gold coins in the ring, and 100,000 was a drop in the bucket for her.

Huang Yurui listened to Brahma Luo's words, his confidence increased greatly, he originally thought that he would be put on the table again, but now it seems that Brahma Luo should be fair, this time he will not find the field back?