After the sound of the cold wind fell, the two sides merged into one place and headed towards the Hidden Mist Peak, the opening of the Hidden Mist Peak usually requires the consent of more than three elders of different peaks and the master of any peak, and everyone can open it together, but in today's scene, not only the sect master is present, but the other four peak masters and five peak elders are all there, and it is easy to open the Hidden Mist Peak. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before everyone reached the peak of the Hidden Mist Peak, Sect Master Leng Fengyang, Lei Wei, Elder Xiao and Yun Shuilan stretched out their hands together, and pressed their palms to a smooth stone wall at the top of the peak, and the steep mountain wall suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and then the mountain wall automatically separated, and a quiet valley appeared in front of everyone.

Leng Fengyang greeted everyone, the first to step into the valley, everyone followed closely behind, together into the valley, after everyone entered it, the open stone wall automatically closed, the old man surnamed Rong looked at the valley a few times, when his eyes fell on the two rings in the same place, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Ji Mo has been carefully observing the expressions of the old man surnamed Rong and his party, the strange light that flashed in the eyes of the old man surnamed Rong did not escape her observation, a trace of suspicion flashed in her heart, but she did not have time to peck.

After entering the valley, everyone raised their eyes and looked around, and found that this valley is not big, the whole area adds up to only dozens of kilometers, the grass and trees are sparse, and the places that touch the eyes are all craggy and strange stones, at the left and right ends of the valley, each has a ring that is about three zhang high, ten zhang wide, and more than 50 zhang long, and the distance between the two rings is about several kilometers.

Feng Yang's gaze first swept over Ji Mo and Yan Stomach, and finally stopped at Su Ye and Mo Wuxin, and said, "These two sides of the ring can at least withstand the full battle of the Transformation Cultivators, you can choose one of them at will." ”

"Senior brother, Master Mo, Gongzi Yan and I have a bit of a geographical advantage, how about choosing this one?" Ji Mo thought for a moment, pointed to the ring that was closer to him, his eyes were on Su Ye, Mo Wuxin, and Yan Stomach, and said with a smile.

"I have no opinion, what do you two think?" Su Ye shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"We are guests, and guests are as they please." Mo Wuxin and Yan Stomach replied at the same time, Su Ye smiled slightly, said no more, and walked towards the other ring, Mo Wuxin followed his footsteps and walked in that direction together.

Whether it was the people of the Moon Sect or the old man surnamed Rong, they had no objection to the choices of Ji Mo, Yan Stomach, Su Ye and Mo Wuxin and others, and let them each go to the ring, and the people accompanying them each chose the position they thought was suitable to watch the battle, and set their eyes on the ring, although there was a distance of several kilometers between the two rings, the worst cultivation of the people present was also the foundation monk, and it was not difficult to watch the battle in the two rings at the same time.

"Miss Ji, I made the first move before, as the master, you have already conceded a game, and you have done your best, now it's your turn to make a move." As soon as Yan stood in the ring, the momentum on his body changed suddenly, and his ordinary facial features suddenly became vivid and sharp, and he stared at Ji Mo with burning eyes and said.

"Okay, take my punch first!" Ji Mo is not a wordy person, as soon as her voice fell, her footsteps stepped forward, and she rushed to Yan's stomach with her bare hands, the distance between the two ends of the ring is dozens of zhang, the components of the ring itself are like wood and not wood, like iron and not iron, but I don't know what it is, every time Ji Mo takes a step, it causes a low roar.

People who don't know still think that some giant monster is running, no one would have thought that it was a beautiful fair girl who caused such a terrible sound in the ring with her footsteps alone, Ji Mo's steps looked very regular, and the speed was not fast, but the distance of dozens of zhang was completed by her in an instant, and there was only two less breathing time, and she rushed to the front of Yan's stomach.

A simple straight fist slammed towards the door of Yan's stomach! Both of them are people who cultivate the Heavenly Demon Tempering Technique, and hand-to-hand combat is their specialty, and for this reason, neither of them will use weapons first.

"Good time!" A scorching light burst out in Yan's eyes, and he shouted loudly in his mouth, and swung his fist to meet it, boom! The fists of the two sides collided together without any fancy fancy, and the invisible impact wave continued to spread outward, but it was removed by the surrounding protective array, only the faces of the two people in the ring surged a faint flush at the same time, and then each stepped back a few steps, his eyebrows were raised, and his clothes fluttered.

Ji Mo's punch was useless, she was not angry, she took a few steps back with her feet, and she didn't even slow down her breath, and her figure rushed over again, touch, touch, touch! The fists, knees, and elbows of the two kept colliding together, and the violent shock wave generated by the unfancy hard fight between the two sides exploded the surrounding air with a thunderous sound, and the destructive power generated by the battle between the two of them had been wiped out by the protective array.

But that scorching thunderous sound knocked on everyone's hearts, and among the people of the Mochizuki Sect who were watching the battle, except for the old man surnamed Rong, everyone else changed color in unison, such a terrible impact was really made by two Zhuji monks? Especially the Yun Wangye, several guests of the Lan Huizong and the Guyi Sect, looked at Ji Mo in the ring, their eyes were full of horror, they were also the Five Rank forces, why are other people's disciples so much stronger than their own disciples?

Ji Mo didn't have the time to pay attention to everyone's minds, all her attention was on Yan's stomach, the battle between the two became more and more intense, and the fighting intent in each other's hearts burned like hot magma, Ji Mo only felt that the cells in his body were shouting fighting, fighting, fighting! As the Heavenly Demon Refinement Body Technique rises to the realm, the desire for battle will become more and more intense.

She is like this, Yan stomach is even more so, Yan stomach is already very belligerent in his bones, and after practicing the Heavenly Demon Tempering Body Technique, once he enters the battle mode, he will completely become a combat maniac, but seeing that his black eyes have been unconsciously dyed red, he and his body and soul are trembling slightly with excitement, and after each collision is shaken open, he will immediately roar and rush up again, but in a moment's effort, the two of them fought hard for dozens of moves.

Ji Mo and Yan Stomach are very similar in strength, even if the bodies of these two are extremely strong, but after fighting each other so many tricks, cracks have appeared in the tiger's mouths of both sides, and blood is sprinkled with each other's collisions again and again.

If they continue to fight like this, they won't fight each other to the death in the end, right? Everyone watching the battle looked at this scene, and only faintly felt that their scalps were a little numb, even Lei Wei never thought that when his little apprentice was fighting, his style would be so fierce and terrifying.

The two of them in the ring obviously didn't care what everyone was thinking, the two bumped into each other again, and after each of them retreated, Yan's pale eyes had turned crimson, he stared at Ji Mo and took a deep look, his palm stretched out, and a broadsword that was three feet long and bright and purple appeared in his palm, which was cracked and bleeding. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )