Everyone showed a different color, Mo Jun's courage was too great, and he could even say this kind of thing.

If Ye Zimo and Fengyixiang grasp this handle and insist on it, Mo Jun may directly get into trouble.

"Oh, I hope you'll remember what you said today. ”

Feng Yixiang smiled, surprisingly didn't grab this little braid, but there was a cold look in his eyes, which went without saying.

"Mojun, you must survive to the end, don't die halfway. ”

Ye Zimo regained that kind of light breeze, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle, but the killing intent was obvious, and he wanted to do it himself, kill Mojun, and return all the shame to him personally.

"Let's go!"

The two of them carried the morning glow, everything here was not in their eyes, and when they came here, the purpose of giving Mojun a little bit of dismount was achieved, and they left with a little comfort and laughter.

"This time, Mojun has caused a big deal, I don't know if he can handle it. ”

"I think it's a little difficult, even if Mojun rises again, from the time he was deposed to the present, there is only less than a month, and the background is too short. ”

"Didn't he just go alone to fight against Ye Zimo and Feng Yixiang, I think maybe it could ......"

"The big competition of the sect is not a child's play, how can it be possible to use 'potential' to judge the results at will?"

"But ......"

"Mo Jun," Chen Qiu Luo's beautiful eyes were worried, she grabbed Mo Jun's sleeve, and her voice was a little scared: "Are you sure? Don't force it." ”

"Don't you believe me?"

Mo Jun showed her face, messed up her black hair, and her spirit was flying,

"Who's coming,"

"Kill whom!"

......

After a few days, everything in the sect was calm, and nothing else happened. No fighting, no clamour, no grudges.

It is calm like stagnant water, but there is a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

While!

The sound of the big bell shook the mountain gate, the white clouds in the sky were also scattered, and the sound waves of the Dao Dao came from the void, rippling in all directions like ripples.

"Zongmen Dabi,"

"Start today!"

Here it comes!

Mo Jun who was practicing opened his eyes, walked out of the room, waved his arms, dizzy and fluctuating the void, looked up at the sky, the golden sun was dazzling, but Mo Jun stretched his waist comfortably.

"Today is the time for me to rise completely!"

There are more than 100 large and small places of trial, which are far away from each other and can be carried out at the same time, and the place where the audience is located is the surrounding eight peaks, and you can clearly watch each competition.

The middle place is also a mountain, but it is much shorter than the surrounding mountains.

That was the place where the last ten disciples competed for each other, and finally decided their achievements.

Mo Jun needs to participate in a total of four competitions before he can compete with the inner disciples, and then he needs to compete with the inner disciples three more times before he can step into the final trial.

"In the first game, Mojun will fight Li Qinghou!"

All the disciples were attracted to the past, after all, because of the name Mojun, many things had happened.

Rise, domineering, or ferocious, all revolve around the name.

They are finally going to see Mojun's true strength today.

"Senior Sister Du, will Mojun win today's game?"

Bai Yan tilted his head, his eyes purred, and he looked at Du Shaoqing's face carefully, wanting to see something else.

"Didn't you knowingly ask, how could Senior Brother Mo be defeated. ”

Jiang Rao is still so willful, although there are little stars in her eyes, she is much more restrained than before,

"Lin Feng, you're right. ”

Lin Feng was sitting precariously, his eyes showing perseverance, compared to before, he was like two people.

Originally, he looked intently at the arena where Mo Jun was, and when he heard him shouting, he replied in a low voice.

"Hmm!"

"How did you become like this, you're almost like a stuffy oil bottle!"

Jiang Rao held her forehead, "If I hadn't known what you looked like before, I would have been deceived by you." ”

"Silence, Mojun is on the field!"

Compared with before, although Du Shaoqing is still sunny, but there is a little more calmness, he is the center of several people, and when he saw Mo Jun on the field, his calm eyes were a little more radiant.

Mo Jun was dressed in black, his eyes seemed to have stars, his hair was blowing, and the whole person was calm and indifferent.

"My brother was scrapped by you?!"

There was a big man opposite Mojun, with a fleshy face and small eyes, revealing a cruel and vicious look.

"Li Qinghou?"

Mo Jun asked lightly, "Then don't you ask the reason?"

Although the elder who judged the game had already announced that the game had begun, neither of them moved.

"Ask why!"

The bone knife in Li Qinghou's hand had been erected and stuck to the ground, drawing sparks one after another.

"My brother killed you, that's your life!"

"If you hurt my brother, you deserve to die!"

"The status of a pariah, what else do you need for a reason?!"

Li Qinghou stood not far from Mo Jun, and the long knife in his hand pointed at Mo Jun,

"For such a simple reason, you still want me to teach you?!"

"Oh, thank you then. ”

Mo Jun walked over with the long knife, and his voice became cold little by little: "Then I want to see how you, a high-ranking nobleman, are the people who are despised by you from the clouds, stepping into the dirt from the clouds!"

"Look for death!"

The long knife in Li Qinghou's hand turned pale, and a terrible wail sounded, as if there were evil ghosts struggling around.

"Something is wrong with that bone knife!"

Some people can see that the bone knife is not a whole piece, but a little bit of it, there is no breath of a vicious beast, only the screams of the living!

"This is the sacrifice of the living, while they are alive, peel off the flesh and blood, and pull out the bones little by little, containing a strong resentment!"

"So vicious!"

Li Qinghou was also a little scared in his heart, although this knife was given to him by the person behind him, but this knife was really hurtful to the heavens and peace, for fear of causing public anger, and the elders of the sect would blame him.

But now, although the referee is dissatisfied in his eyes, he has not stopped it, and it seems that the person behind him has been counted.

The long knife was slow, and the miserable white air floated up, cold and piercing, and the ghosts were entangled and entangled towards Mojun.

"Om!"

Mo Jun walked forward, and with the chanting of a Buddha name, a soft golden halo rose behind him, not domineering in qi and blood, but more powerful in gentleness.

This is condensed in Mojun's body,

Nirvana Sutra!

The soul wrapped around the ancient knife roared violently, uncontrolled, and wanted to break away from the bone knife.

"Don't!"

Cracks appeared on Li Qinghou's knife, and his hands were clenched, trembling uncontrollably.

"Ahh

The magic sound poured into his ears, Mo Jun did not have the slightest effect, and the light behind him showed that he was even more sacred, but Li Qinghou was like a needle prick, and his headache was splitting.

"Bang dang!"

The bone knife fell to the ground, shattered and scattered, and a vague shadow came out and suddenly drilled into Li Qinghou's body.

"It's not me, it's not me!"

As if crazy, Li Qinghou held his head and was on the ground, his body curled up in a ball, constantly twisting, as if someone was competing with him for the initiative of his body.

"Elder, it's time to make an announcement. ”

The referee is stupid, the audience is stupid, what is this?!

didn't see Mo Jun make a move at all, just reciting the Buddha's name, and let Li Qinghou be counterattacked?

It's incredible, but it's all in front of you!