Mu Zihong said: "You can't say that, some people still know." ”

Then he said, "Go, go." ”

With the battle platform as the center, the five continents on the right and the Hades sect on the left. The participants on both sides stood under the high platform, and on the high platform sat the top of the two lineups.

Mu Zihong walked to the front of the battle platform, and he saw that Jian Wenzhou, Baili Zhujin and others had already come, and there were some people he didn't know.

"Please be quiet, our fight will begin immediately. ”

Mu Zihong turned his eyes to look at the battle platform and found that it was Lan Chong, the Great Elder of the Refiner Guild.

As soon as Lan Chong's words fell, the audience fell silent. At this time, Bai You retreated to the back.

Lan Chong looked at the people in the audience and said, "The old man is the referee of this competition, and then I will talk about the rules of the competition." ”

"First, both sides can challenge at will, or they can challenge by name, but the challenged person can also refuse, but only three times. ”

"Second, you can admit defeat in the fight, and you can't make any more shots after admitting defeat. Third, those who have won can continue or rest, and as long as they have not been defeated, they can continue to compete on the stage. ”

"Fourth, this competition is a battle between life and death, and it is life or death that you can't blame others. So I would like to remind you that if you are not an opponent, you must admit defeat in time, otherwise your life will be gone. Okay, I won't say more, you can decide for yourself. ”

The old man looked back at the people on the high platform on both sides, and one person flew out of each high platform and landed on the battle platform.

The head of the Ouyang family looked at the participants in the five continents and said, "I am the head of the Ouyang family, the leader of this competition. ”

"Elder Lan Chongda also said just now, this competition of life and death has its own destiny, I don't force you to do anything, consider it yourself when you encounter difficulties, I wish you good luck!"

After speaking, the head of the Ouyang family turned around and returned to the high platform.

"My Hades Sect lost to Wuzhou last time, I hope you can win it back and let Wuzhou know how strong the younger generation of my Hades Sect is!" a man wearing a mask said: "My Hades Sect has no people who are afraid of death, and the next thing depends on your performance." ”

"The Underworld Sect will win!"

"The Underworld Sect will win!"

The people of the Hades Sect under the battle platform were imposing and fearless.

Seeing this, Mu Zihong felt that the cohesion of the five continents was not as strong as that of the Hades Sect, and it was no wonder that the Hades Sect could make many people in the five continents fearful.

After the masked man left the battle platform, Lan Chong said, "The battle is the beginning, and now the battle platform is yours!" After speaking, he left the battle platform.

Shout!

A masked boy jumped onto the stage and shouted, "Who will fight me!"

"I'm going to fight you!"

A teenager jumped onto the stage in the Wuzhou lineup.

The masked boy said, "Look at the move!"

As he spoke, he punched the Wuzhou boy, and the Wuzhou boy met him with a punch.

Bang!

The two fists collided, and the boy was shaken away, while the boy of the Hades Sect did not move.

The Wuzhou boy's face was ugly, and he said angrily: "Give me death!"

Drawing a sword is a stab, and it goes straight to the young man of the Hades Sect.

Seeing this, the young man of the Hades Sect drew his knife and slashed it.

While!

The sword of the Wuzhou boy was slashed by the young man of the Netherworld, and the boy of the Netherworld took the opportunity to slash at the neck of the Wuzhou boy again.

Seeing this, the young man from Wuzhou hurriedly held his sword in both hands and obliquely blocked his shoulder.

While!

The swords struck each other, the sound continued, the young man of the Hades Sect slashed down with a knife in a row, and the young man of Wuzhou kept retreating, struggling to persevere.

The young man of the Hades Sect suddenly changed his knife direction and slashed the head of the Wuzhou boy, and the Wuzhou boy raised his hands with one move.

While!

The Wuzhou boy knelt on the ground with his right foot, raised his sword with both hands, and resisted it to the death. And the young man of the Hades Sect held the knife in both hands and pressed down hard.

The two were in a stalemate for a moment, and the young man of the Underworld Sect suddenly kicked at the young man of the five continents.

Bang!

The Wuzhou boy was kicked and flew out of the arena, fell to the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and he was helped down.

Shout!

Lan Chong came to the stage and announced: "In the first battle, the Underworld Sect wins. ”

Turning to the masked boy, he said, "Do you want to continue?"

The masked boy said, "Don't continue, change people." ”

Shout!

A masked young man from the Hades Sect jumped onto the battle platform and shouted, "Who will fight with me!"

"I'm coming!"

A teenager from the Wuzhou lineup stepped onto the platform and drew his sword as he walked.

The masked young man of the Hades Sect asked, "From the Star Sword Sect?"

The boy from five continents said, "Exactly!"

The masked young man of the Hades Sect said disdainfully: "It's not enough to see, let me send you to hell!"

Wow!

The masked young man of the Hades Sect slashed at the young man of the Star Sword Sect, and the young man of the Star Sword Sect had time to react in the future, and consciously blocked the sword in front of him.

Bang dang!

The sword of the young man of the Star Sword Sect was split into two pieces, and one fell on the battle platform.

Poof!

A stream of blood rushed out, and the young man of the Star Sword Sect fell weakly.

Bang!

The young man from Wuzhou under the battle platform was filled with righteous indignation and clenched his fists.

"I can't say enough to see it, I really don't believe it!" "The masked boy of the Hades Sect seemed to be saying something insignificant.

Lan Chong said: "This battle of the Netherworld Sect wins!"

As soon as Lan Chong's words fell, the young man in the mask of the Hades Sect said confidently: "I still have to continue, who will fight with me!"

The young man in the Wuzhou lineup was silent, only to see a young man say: "He was only a five-star cultivator in the Star Clearing Realm last time, and now he is a nine-star in the Star Clearing Realm, how can we fight?"

"I'm going to fight you!"

A teenager from Wuzhou jumped up.

The masked young man of the Hades Sect sneered: "Even if you are an eight-star star of the Star Realm, you dare to fight with me?" It seems that there is no one in the five continents. ”

"Slash the sky!"

The masked boy of the Hades Sect slashed at the boy from the five continents, and the boy from the five continents swung two swords in a row.

Rumble!

The sword collided with the sword and exploded directly.

Phew!

Before the Wuzhou boy could be happy, he saw a figure in front of him, and suddenly felt a cold neck.

Bang!

The figure appeared, and the blood-stained battlefield of the young man from the five continents fell without interest.

"In this battle, the Underworld Sect won. ”

Elder Lan Chong directly announced that he would not even be on the battle platform.

Two teenagers from Wuzhou went to bring the body down, their eyes full of anger and helplessness.

"Who else is going to fight me!" said the masked boy of the Underworld Sect defiantly.

The lineup of five continents, no one under the age of twenty on the scene has a cultivation of the Nine Stars of the Star Realm, and there is no chance of winning in the face of the masked boy on the battle platform, and the masked boy on the battle platform has already killed two people in a row, and no one dares to go on the battle stage.

"What about Lan Xingchen, why didn't he come with you?" Jian Wenzhou suddenly asked Mu Zihong.

Mu Zihong said: "He is inconvenient now, and he will not participate in this competition." ”

When everyone heard Jian Wenzhou's words, they had a trace of expectation in their hearts, after all, Lan Xingchen had defeated Wufeng in the Heavenly Star Realm, and he also had a grudge against the Hades Sect, if Lan Xingchen made a move, the masked boy on the battle platform would definitely die.

However, as soon as I heard Mu Zihong say this, everyone's expectations came to naught. Originally, I thought that this battle would be won, but I didn't expect that the cultivation of the people of the Hades Sect would increase greatly, and they would directly fall to one side.

The masked young man on the battle platform saw that the people from Wuzhou were not on the battle platform for a long time, and said arrogantly: "What? There is no one in Wuzhou? Why don't you go up together, I don't mind." ”

"Hahaha......"

The people under the battle stage of the Hades Sect burst into laughter, and even the high-level leaders of the Hades Sect on the high platform looked proud.

"Ouyang Zhongtian, I think you should admit defeat!" said the masked man who had just stepped onto the stage to speak.

The Ouyang family master said: "Is the sect master of the Netherworld Sect afraid of losing? The battle has just begun, is it too early to say victory?"

The Sect Master of the Underworld Sect said, "The result is the same, and the senseless struggle will only make you lose even more. ”

The Ouyang family master didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard it, and the sect master of the Netherworld Sect also kept silent when he saw this.

"Who else will come up and die? Do you really have to come up together to dare you? I think you should be more sensible, and admit defeat yourself, lest I do it." "The masked boy on the battlefield is even more arrogant.

Mu Zihong said to Jian Wenzhou: "I suspect that the cultivation of those five people has improved, you guys are careful!"

After speaking, Mu Zihong slowly walked towards the battle platform, without a trace of emotion on his face, not angry or angry.

When Jian Wenzhou heard Mu Zihong's words, his heart rolled like a huge wave.

The masked boy on the battle platform was overjoyed when he saw someone coming up, but after a closer look, he suddenly became solemn.

The masked boy saw Mu Zihong walking to the battle platform and asked, "You are the source?"

Mu Zihong looked at him quietly, without any reaction.

Seeing this, the masked boy said again, "I heard that you defeated Shadowless?"

Mu Zihong still didn't answer, still looking at him quietly.

The masked boy said angrily, "You ......"

But to his surprise, Mu Zihong interrupted him.

"Dead people know what to do so much, isn't it good to die quietly?"

Hiss!

Everyone present was stunned by Mu Zihong's words, which were domineering and confident. It was more exciting than any bold words, and these words made the young people in Wuzhou enthusiastic, and they were already angry when they looked at the face of the masked young man.

The masked boy was furious and shouted, "Look for death!"

"Slash the sky!"

Whew!

A knife slashed directly at Mu Zihong, and Mu Zihong raised his hand to press it.

Rumble!

Click!

The blade shattered, and then a giant palm struck at the masked boy.

The masked boy shouted, "Black Prison Cage!"

Bang!

Smack!

Burst!

The cage barrier shattered, and the masked boy was shocked out of a mouthful of blood.

Shout!

Before the masked boy had time to catch his breath, he saw a golden sword flickering and shooting straight forward, and the masked boy held the knife in both hands unconsciously, across his chest.

While!

Burst!

The masked boy's knife shattered into petals and spilled out, and when he was hit by the sword, blood spurted out, and his face was as white as paper.

Shout!

Another sword shot straight at the masked boy, and the masked boy couldn't avoid it, and swung out his right hand.

Phew!

Yes!

An arm flew out, blood stained the air, and the masked boy screamed in pain.

The masked boy held the bleeding severed arm in his left hand and said in horror: "I recognize ......"

Phew!

Before the masked boy could finish his words, he was pierced through his throat by a sword ray, and he stood motionless with a frightened look in his eyes.

Bang!

The masked boy fell on the battle platform, dead and blinding.

Call!

There was excitement and fear among the people under the arena......

The scene on the battlefield was bloody, and people did not dare to look at it directly.

"Five continents win this battle!"

Elder Lan Chong walked up to the battle platform and looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

The high-level members of the Hades Sect on the high platform all had ugly faces, and they were extremely proud just now, and there was an instant contrast, which made it difficult for them to accept.

Elder Lan Chong said to Mu Zihong, "Do you want to continue?"

Mu Zihong said: "Go on!"

Elder Lan Chong said, "Good luck!" as he spoke, leaving the battle platform.

Bang!

A tall boy wearing a mask jumped onto the battlefield and shouted, "Take your life!"

Knock knock!

A punch galloped towards Mu Zihong, and Mu Zihong punched it up.

Bang!

Whew!

The tall masked boy was knocked back by a punch, rubbing his feet against the arena and drawing a distance.

Yes!

The tall masked boy was furious, with one hand in his hands, and ran towards Mu Zihong.

Mu Zihong saw through the intention of the tall masked boy and let out a sword light.

While!

The sword stabbed on the tall masked boy, and it disappeared directly, and the tall boy was fine, but his speed slowed down a little.

"Shattered Star!"

Mu Zihong punched the tall masked boy in the chest.

While!

Knock knock!

The tall masked boy retreated violently and did not approach Mu Zihong.

"Featherstar!"

Mu Zihong shouted, and the sword rays around him condensed, shooting towards the tall masked boy.

Woohoo!

Seeing this, the tall masked boy shouted, "The Dark Dragon roars!"

Roar!

A black phantasmal light appeared on the tall masked boy's body, protecting him.

Ding Ding Ding!

One after another, the sword rays shot at the phantom light, dissipating instantly.

Mu Zihong felt the strong defense of the tall masked boy, and felt that he couldn't break it without all his strength, so he could only use the next move.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

Woohoo!

One after another, the sword rays converged and turned into a giant sword, piercing the tall masked boy.

The tall masked boy felt the destructive power of the giant sword and was terrified.

Phew!

Yes......