Chapter Seventy-Seven: Shameless Old Thing

At the moment when he saw Xu Wan'er vomiting blood and fainting, Wang Xiaomo's heart was shocked, and there was a bang in his mind, all his thoughts seemed to disappear in an instant at this moment, and his body was about to rush out of this space in a flash, but his body had just rushed to the edge of the light curtain, but he was directly bounced back by the formation of this space. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wang Xiaomo's eyes were red, he looked up to the sky and roared, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and he shouted:

"Divine soldiers thunder shock, wind and fire forest peak, summon gods!"

With both hands pinching suddenly, he suddenly pointed to the sky, and a breath of desolation suddenly rose in the void, and in the blink of an eye, a blue-armored faceless giant holding a pair of giant hammers dozens of feet tall condensed above Wang Xiaomo's head.

Wang Xiaomo spat lightly: "Break it for me!" ”

The giant hammer in the hand of the blue-armored giant smashed down on the light curtain in front of him.

"Boom!" There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the light curtain that enveloped the entire space was like a broken mirror, and there was a chaotic click, and countless cracks spread rapidly in all directions on the light curtain, and the brilliance flickered, as if it was about to collapse on the spot in a blink of an eye.

This thrilling scene shocked everyone present, and bursts of exclamations came from the countless mouths of the audience, and the crowd retreated like waves.

Seeing this, the four ancestors on the tower stood up suddenly, and their eyes all flashed with fine light, staring at the blue-armored giant above Wang Xiaomo's head.

At the same time, in one of the towers, Elder Xu had already seen the whole process in his eyes, looking at Wang Xiaomo who was like a crazy demon, a strange light flashed on his face, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the unconscious Xu Wan'er, while hugging Xu Wan'er, several pills had been stuffed into Xu Wan'er's mouth, and before he could count his breath, Xu Wan'er's pale face had blood surging up, and her closed eyes slowly opened.

At this time, although Wang Xiaomo's formation seemed to be about to collapse on the spot, it was still because Wang Xiaomo's cultivation was too weak, and finally gradually stabilized in a flash of brilliance.

And Wang Xiaomo in the space also saw the scene of Elder Xu rescuing Xu Wan'er at this time, and his mind suddenly stabilized, and when he saw Xu Wan'er open his eyes, he looked at him for the first time, and the blood in his body immediately boiled, and his eyes looking at Xu Wan'er were full of softness.

At this time, Wang Xiaomo did not regret his impulsive action just now, and he still didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Xu Wan'er, but he was sure of one thing, that is, if Xu Wan'er was threatened by anything, he would definitely not hesitate to defend it desperately, but as for the consequences, Wang Xiaomo would not think about it.

When he saw that Xu Wan'er no longer had to worry about her life, Wang Xiaomo slowly turned around and looked at the young man in black with an extremely indifferent expression, with an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

The black-clothed young man's eyes shrank, and he had a feeling of being stared at by a giant beast in the wilderness, and an irrepressible life and death crisis instantly submerged his whole person in it, his face changed greatly, and his body subconsciously took a few steps back, forcibly condensed his divine sense, and gradually stabilized his mind, looking at Wang Xiaomo and the blue-armored giant above Wang Xiaomo's head, he couldn't help but cry bitterly:

"He's a mortal cultivator, how can he have anything to do with this Xu family."

Thinking back to the look in Wang Xiaomo's eyes when he looked at Xu Wan'er just now, he seemed to understand something in his heart, and his expression was stunned, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

Wang Xiaomo didn't care what the black-clothed young man was thinking at the moment, in his eyes, the other party was already a dead man, and it was the first time since he practiced that he had such a killing heart for a person.

When the blue-armored giant above Wang Xiaomo's head turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated for a long time, the competition in the various spaces of the sword fighting platform gradually resumed.

"Damn, what kind of magical power did that guy make just now, why don't I feel like my sect's art, he is so strong, who in the outer gate can kill him?"

In the crowd, Qin Feng looked at Wang Xiaomo on the sword fighting platform from a distance, and said a little distractedly.

Ye Lang, who was standing beside him, also had a look of shock on his face, his eyes flickering, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the tower, Lian Laozu had already sat down from scratch at this time, twisted his beard, looked at Wang Xiaomo on the sword fighting platform with a smile and said:

"This little guy is good, the magic power just now is very mysterious, it looks a bit like an ancient secret technique that has been lost for a long time in my sect, I don't know where this little guy got it, but from the perspective of its use of this magic power, it seems that there are still a lot of deficiencies, after the end of this big competition, no matter what the rank of this son is, I will accept him as a personal disciple, help him make up for the shortcomings of this magic power, and will definitely become the pride of my sect in the future."

The ancestor of the Lian family didn't speak loudly, but everyone in this tower heard it clearly, and when the five great swords behind him heard this, their faces all changed, and they all showed a touch of sarcasm when they looked at each other.

scolded in their hearts: "Shameless old thing! ”

Everyone present could understand that this Lian Ancestor wanted to accept Wang Xiaomo as a personal disciple, and it was obvious that he coveted this kind of magical power made by Wang Xiaomo, but because his status was too high, no one dared to refute it.

As for the three ancestors on top of the other towers, they all had different ideas in their hearts at this time, but their purpose was the same, that is, no matter what method was used, they would also get Wang Xiaomo's magical power.

And this big competition was also carried out in everyone's own thoughts, a few hours later, when the spell fluctuations in the last space stopped, there were only 1,500 elite disciples left on the sword fighting platform, and the other 1,500 elite disciples, except for three or four hundred disciples who fell in the battle, the rest were all out, and among them, there were not a few who were seriously injured.

Wang Xiaomo's gaze swept to the stone tablet, and saw a name called Mo Lan shining above Xu Wan'er's name, and then looked at the black-clothed young man again.

"So your name is Mo Lan, it's good, you should pray for a while not to meet me."

Just as everyone on the sword fighting platform looked at each other, thinking about their next round of opponents, a light of law decision shot out directly from the tower of Lian Lao Zu, directly hit the stone tablet, only to see that the 1,500 names on the stone tablet were blurred for a while, and then divided into seven hundred and fifty pairs, and at the moment when the name was condensed, there was a roar of formation on the sword fighting platform, and the space where everyone was in was blurred again. There are two people in each space.

When Wang Xiaomo saw the person coming from the opposite side, he was stunned, and then his face showed a strange look, it turned out that Xu Qingfeng was standing opposite him with an ugly face.

"Is that you?"

After Xu Qingfeng saw that it was Wang Xiaomo, he almost fainted on the spot, at this time, his breath was unstable, obviously the victory in the last game must have gone through a hard battle, he originally wanted to show his skills in this sect competition, and he was a blockbuster, but he never expected to meet Wang Xiaomo so early.

Wang Xiaomo touched his nose, he didn't have any ill will towards Xu Qingfeng, although he could see that Xu Qingfeng was a little snobbish and couldn't look down on him who was born in a cultivator, but for the sake of Xu Wan'er's face, Wang Xiaomo wouldn't really care about him, and swept his gaze to Xu Wan'er, who was looking concerned about the two of them under the sword fighting stage, Wang Xiaomo sighed and said:

"Young Master Xu, admit defeat, I don't want to hurt you."

Wang Xiaomo said sincerely.

Xu Qingfeng's face changed color again and again, he entered the Qianyang Sect with Wang Xiaomo, Wang Xiaomo was the first in the entry competition, he was the second, after a year of penance, he had reached the late stage of the seventh layer of condensation at this time, and Wang Xiaomo was also in the late stage of the seventh layer of condensation, although the cultivation was comparable, but from the perspective of the breath exuded by Wang Xiaomo's body, the tenacity of his body had far surpassed him at this time, not only the physical cultivation gap was very large, Wang Xiaomo also had an earth-shattering, weird and boundless magic power in his hand.

Xu Qingfeng stood in place, constantly deducing in his mind what the odds of fighting with Wang Xiaomo were, countless times, what frustrated him was that there was no chance of winning, although he also had a few treasures given by the family to defend himself, but in the face of Wang Xiaomo, who had absolute strength, those treasures were so weak, after all, the power that the treasure could exert was inseparable from his own strength, and he hesitated in his heart, Xu Qingfeng actually stood on the spot.

Wang Xiaomo looked at Xu Qingfeng who was standing still, and was not in a hurry, he looked at the other party calmly, just now he could feel the hint of pleading in Xu Wan'er's eyes the moment he looked at Xu Wan'er, which made him unable to be ruthless, and immediately stepped forward, he could only hope that Xu Qingfeng could retreat in the face of difficulties.

After a long time, Xu Qingfeng on the opposite side finally sighed and said:

"I throw in the towel!"

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