"What? The combat power has reached two thousand five hundred and two?!

"Cut, you don't know well, when Mo Yunxiao was testing the stone, I watched it with my own eyes, how long have you not seen the martial arts rankings?"

The disciple who spoke raised his head, as if the person with two thousand five hundred and two combat strength was himself, and his face was full of pride.

"Mo Yunxiao, I heard that you had more than 2,500 combat strength in the early stage of martial arts, I don't know if it's true or not.

Today, I'll give you a try!"

Zhao Huan clenched his fist with one hand, and with a punch, a red cyclone flew out and roared towards Wu Yanhu.

Halfway through the cyclone, there was a tremor and a faint tiger roar.

And Zhao Huan himself followed closely, holding a three-pointed halberd in his hand, aiming at Wu Yan's fierce suddenness.

Wu Yan didn't move, and a punch blasted out, directly smashing the red cyclone.

"Hmph! The show is only beginning now!"

Zhao Huan snorted coldly, and his momentum suddenly exploded, and the electric light on the three-pointed halberd flickered, making a thunderclap sound.

Immediately, his whole body suddenly spun rapidly, and with the electric light of the three-pointed halberd, it looked like a lightning tornado.

Although Wu Yan was sure of victory, he didn't dare to be careless, tiptoed a little, and quickly retreated backwards.

Zhao Huan was unforgiving, the speed of his advance became faster and faster, and the lightning and thunderbolts emitted became louder and louder.

It seems that Zhao Huan's move will increase in power over time.

"Ice Nothing!!"

As soon as Wu Yan's sword came out, a cold chill emanated from his body.

Suddenly, the entire competition platform instantly turned into a cold and snowy field.

"Click!"

Zhao Huan, who was spinning at high speed, only felt that his body was stunned, his speed suddenly decreased, and the surface of his body was also covered with a layer of frost, and finally turned into an ice sculpture and fell to the ground.

"It's so strong!!"

"What kind of martial arts is that?"

"Actually solved Zhao Huan like this, it seems that Mo Yunxiao's combat power is not a false number!"

Seeing this scene, the people who eat melons sighed one after another.

Among them, the most shocking thing is the Cang Guyan from Dayangguo.

He couldn't be more familiar with this trick "Bing Wu", it was his Ten Thousand Swords Valley Lord, Fei Yue's specialty.

How could this martial artist, a person from one Taiyi Sect, be so proficient in using "Bing Wu"?

Cang Guyan was puzzled......

At the same time, Zhao Huan's eyes were full of shock and fear when he turned into an ice sculpture on the competition platform, and he could feel that if Wu Yan wanted to kill him at this time, it would definitely be an easy thing.

He was a martial artist in the late stage of martial arts, and he was actually killed in seconds by a martial artist in the early stage of martial arts?

What the hell is this biàntài thing......

Wu Yan ignored the shock of the melon-eating crowd, turned his head to look at the referee on the side of the competition platform, and the meaning of inquiry was evident in his eyes.

Seeing this, the referee came back from his surprise and waved his big hand: "Mo Yunxiao wins this game!"

......

"Who is this person? Why does he use the stunt of a non-Yue Valley Lord? Could it be a person from the Ten Thousand Swords Valley?

Why do I feel a touch of familiarity in him?"

In an attic of the Xuqing Palace, a woman in white looked at Wu Yan on the competition platform with a surprised face and muttered to herself.

"The world is so big, how strange would it be to make the same martial arts. ”

Next to the woman, an old man with white hair and black eyebrows closed his eyes, his face full of indifference.

The woman ignored the old man, and just locked her eyes on Wu Yan, trying to see what clues.

But no matter how much she observed, she couldn't see anything abnormal, and in the end, she had to stop it.

"I guess it's an illusion. ”

......

"Who else?"

Wu Yan glanced down, domineering side leak.

After listening to Wu Yan's arrogant words, there was a commotion in the crowd, and they all encouraged their friends to go up and clean up Wu Yan......

However, after seeing Wu Yan's powerful strength, not everyone dares to go on it casually.

However, this kind of concern is nothing to those disciples on the list.

Combat effectiveness is just one of the criteria for measuring strength.

The real combat power, in addition to the test stone data, also has treasures, martial arts, and other things.

The combat effectiveness of treasures and martial arts cannot be tested by the test stone.

And the disciples who can rank in the top 50, who hasn't clicked on the bottom of the box?

"Sun Ming, please advise. ”

Not long after, a disciple who looked like a white-faced scholar jumped onto the competition platform and arched his hand at Wu Yan.

Wu Yan clenched his fists and saluted back: "Please advise." ”

"It's Sun Ming! Hehe, there's a good show to watch now. ”

"Sun Ming is a veteran disciple on the rankings, with a combat power of more than two thousand and one hundred, and he ranks eleventh on the rankings.

The gold content is extremely high, I don't know if this Mo Yunxiao can defeat him. ”

When the melon-eating disciples saw Sun Ming coming to the stage, they began to cheer for Sun Ming.

People are like this, when they see someone else's cow, they always want to see him ugly.

......

"Whew!"

In an instant, Sun Ming moved!

I saw his footsteps flash, and the whole person rushed towards Wu Yan quickly, so fast that behind him, there were bursts of afterimages.

Wu Yan's heart jumped, and he released his divine sense with all his might, and he barely saw Sun Ming's movements clearly.

This Sun Ming's speed is definitely the fastest of the martial arts that Wu Yan has ever seen.

"Boom!"

When he approached Wu Yan's body, Sun Ming's right hand shook, and it suddenly swelled, turning into a fiery red magma hand, which stretched out directly to Wu Yan's throat.

Wu Yan felt a chill in his heart, if he grabbed his throat like this, then he would not be killed on the spot?

This man is really vicious.

"Shhhhhh

Sun Ming's magma hand pinched on Wu Yan's throat without the slightest hindrance.

But before he could rejoice, Wu Yan's figure was illusory for a while, and then disappeared.

It's just an afterimage!

Sun Ming was shocked, and hurriedly turned around but did not find Wu Yan's figure.

"It's not a good habit to look around during a duel. ”

At this time, Wu Yan's figure ghostly sounded above Sun Ming's head.

Sun Ming didn't think about it, and left his original position with a straight arrow step.

"Bang!!"

At this time, Wu Yan's fist also happened to fall, smashing on the competition platform, making a loud noise.

"Hehe, the reaction is quite fast. ”

Wu Yan stood up, rubbed his fists, and said lightly.

"It's just a person who hides his head and tail, watch me take you!"

Sun Ming let out an annoyed sigh, and a golden long mace appeared in his hand, flashing with a rich light......

"The best spirit treasure? ”

Wu Yan touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

At this time, he was thinking about whether to snatch that thing over and keep it for the demon knife to eat......

"Okay, uninformed hillbilly, I'll let you taste the power of the best spirit treasure today!"