"You ...... Don't get too complacent...... And Mojun ......!"

The male cultivator on the ground didn't have any strength at all, and his consciousness was a little blurred, seeing his friend constantly struggling in Feng Tang's arms, but he couldn't do anything, feeling that his heart was dripping blood.

"Heh, it's all become such a virtuous act, and you don't obediently lie down here?!"

"That coward Mojun just got a little adventure, and sooner or later he will have to die in the hands of Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Feng!"

Feng Tang saluted the two flatteringly, looked at the male cultivator on the ground, his eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, and his feet stomped down fiercely.

"Smack!"

A loud slap slapped Feng Tang on the face, and he didn't have time to react at all, he was directly fanned out and slammed into a big tree.

"Ahh

Feng Tang got up from the ground, covering half of his swollen face with his hands, and his mouth kept spitting blood foam.

"Come out for me!"

He took out a scimitar from his spatial ring and scanned the crowd to find the one who shot it.

Ye Zimo and Feng Yixiang frowned, and they were also secretly searching for the person who made the move.

The person just shot was so fast that no one at the scene could see it clearly.

"Aren't you waiting for me? Why don't you know me again when I come?"

"Mo-kun!"

Ye Zimo and Fengyi Xiang gritted their teeth, especially Fengyi Xiang, now their hatred for Mo Jun is definitely not less than Ye Zimo's, since the last time he failed to fight with Mo Jun in their Feng family, he has practiced frantically and completely refined the Nine Folds Pill in his body.

"Hide your head and show your tail!"

"Cowardly!"

The two of them sarcastically mocked Mo Jun one after another, and on the surface they were very disdainful of Mo Jun, but deep down, they wanted to work together to kill Mo Jun immediately.

"I don't have time to talk to two pigs. ”

Ignoring the eyes of the two people who were about to kill, Mo Jun squeezed out directly from among them, confronted Feng Tang, looked at the woman who was crying with the male cultivator in her arms, threw her two healing pills, and motioned for her to leave.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Mo. ”

The female cultivator glanced at Mo Jun gratefully, hugged the man, and directly exited the venue, leaving into the distance.

"Let's finish you here, save yourself and go to the ring, so troublesome. ”

Mo Jun saw a few stone chairs not far from him, sat on them directly, and hooked his finger at Feng Tang.

"You're looking for death!"

Feng Tang was originally very hesitant to leave, he was not Mo Jun's opponent at all, although Ye Zimo and Feng Yixiang were behind him, it was inevitable that there would be no accidents.

Now Mo Jun doesn't leave any affection for himself, and directly blocks his retreat, if Feng Tang doesn't fight, he will definitely not be able to raise his head in the sect in the future.

"I also asked Ye Zimo to help secretly like the two senior brothers. ”

Feng Tang secretly transmitted his voice to the two of them, and when he saw them nodding at him, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and directly operated his cultivation, slashing at Mojun.

"Wind!"

"Fire!"

Feng Yixiang and Ye Zimo secretly rose up to cultivate, and at the moment when Feng Tang touched Mo Jun, they directly wanted to sneak attack Mo Jun.

"Capture the Dragon!"

"Aang!"

It was like a dragon groan from the distant sky, and a claw the size of five zhang fell from the sky and slapped directly on the top of Feng Tang's head!

"Ahh

I can't have the idea of resisting at all, this kind of powerful attack, even if a monk in the Hidden Dragon Realm wants to break free, he has to use the skills of his whole body!

"Help me!"

Feng Tang's scimitar on his finger grabbed and broke directly, under this black claw, he was like an ant without any threat, his eyes showed despair, and he silently begged for help at Fengyi Xiang and Ye Zi.

"Taixi!"

The two gritted their teeth, urging a wind and a fire, directly entangled and fused, turning into a bloody sunset, and collided with the big hand that Mo Jun had conjured up.

"Boom!"

The dust was flying, and everything turned into chaos, attacking the people ten feet away, scrambling to dodge the damage caused by the flying stones.

"Ahem!"

Waiting for the dust to fall, people's eyes were able to see the situation inside clearly.

Feng Tang fainted directly, as if he was with a rag doll, his hands were broken, and he was in tatters.

And Mo Jun and Ye Zi Mo Feng Yi Xiang fought together again, and all kinds of treasure attacks were staged, which was difficult to solve.

"Mo-kun, ants!"

"It's just a momentary wind, what is there to be proud of!"

The attacks of the two people became more and more fierce, one move and one style, emitting brilliance, like a battle between immortals.

"Accept the defeated general, and dare to speak wildly?!"

Mo Jun threw a punch and knocked the two people back, like a dragon soaring for nine days, turning into a dragon's tail with his feet, turning his palm into a dragon's claws, and with a clear dragon groan in his mouth, he attacked and killed the two people!

"Jiaolong Pose?!"

Ye Zimo and Feng Yixiang were hovering in the air in the distance, their faces gloomy, obviously they didn't expect Mo Jun to be so powerful.

"What about Jiaolong?!"

"If you turn into a dragon, we will slay the dragon today!"

"Kill!"

Ye Zimo and Feng Yixiang are worthy of being the top ten disciples, extremely fierce, one left and one right, one red and one white, turning into two birds of wind and fire, and their claws draw sparks on the black dragon.

"Sting!"

And in reality, the wind and instrument took advantage of Mo Jun and Ye Zi to bombard and kill, sneak attack Mo Jun, use their palms together, and grab Mo Jun's back, but it feels like they are grabbing on the dark iron, making a loud sound.

"What kind of special body is this?!"

Mo Jun's physical strength exceeded his imagination, but the speed of his attack did not decrease by a minute, and his hand was like a treasure knife, directly slashing at Mo Jun's neck.

"Bang!"

Mo Jun directly defended Ye Zimo, his eyes were cold, he didn't look back, grabbed the palm of Fengyixiang's hand, and fell to the ground!

"Boom!"

The earth was smashed out of a large crater in the shape of a man, and the wind was slightly disheveled, and the blue robe on his body was stained with dust, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Mo-kun!"

Feng Yixiang jumped out of the pit, easily broke the big tree next to him, there was some madness in his eyes, and he flew into the air, cutting off the entangled Mo Jun and Ye Zimo, wanting to take down Mo Jun with the strength of one person.

He has obviously refined the Ninefold Pill, although he has not broken through to the middle of the Hidden Dragon Realm, but he should also be able to take down Mojun.

But why am I still at a disadvantage, and I can't even take him down even if I join forces with Ye Zimo?!

Fengyixiang was a little crazy, he didn't believe that Mo Jun could compare with himself, and wanted to be alone, completely defeat Mo Jun, and trample him under his feet!

"Image!"

Ye Zimo frowned and wanted to make a move, but was dismissed by Fengyixiang.

"I'm coming alone!"

Feng Yixiang's eyes were about to flash with light, his hands moved slightly, and although the speed of the attack decreased, the power increased terrifyingly.

"Long wind!"

"Buzz!"

A tornado of more than ten zhang seemed to be connected with heaven and earth, and a trace of wind overflowed, and it easily cut the stone in half.

The wind is hidden in it, and it wants to tear Mojun to pieces!

"This is my own self-created elimination move, every trace of wind can be like a sword forged in the sky!"

"Mojun, don't die yet!"

The monks around have left the distance of more than 100 zhang, afraid of being affected by the fish pond, and now even some elders in the sect have come to join in the fun, although some want to stop it, but the cultivation is far inferior to Fengyixiang and Mojun.

"Dragons can come not only from the wind, but also from the clouds!"

Mo Jun drank coldly all his life, his body was blurred, and a black shadow appeared behind Mo Luo.

It's a black dragon!

"Broken!"

One claw, the cold light was chilling, and some people couldn't open their eyes, as if they had burst a blister, and a tornado of more than ten zhang collapsed directly!

"Poof!"

Feng Yixiang's body appeared from the tornado and fell straight to the ground, but was caught by Ye Zimo, looking at Mo Jun in disbelief.

"Why?!"

Feng Yixiang really couldn't accept it, and the move he created was defeated like this!

His master Chu Qingyun was obviously full of praise for the moves he had created, saying that even some people in the middle of the Hidden Dragon Realm couldn't stop it.

But why was it cracked like this by Mojun again?!

"The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, you won't have heard of it. ”

Mo Jun's faint voice made Feng Yixiang's face even paler.

"Then why, your dragon can hold the wind?!"

Feng Yixiang was unwilling and wanted Mojun to admit that he was using foreign objects to defeat him.

"Dragons and tigers are fighting, why can't they be born together. ”

"The wind and clouds are fighting, why is it impossible to obey each other. ”

Mo Jun walked to a distance of less than five zhang from Ye Zimo and Fengyi Elephant, this distance, any one of the three people could cross in an instant and carry out a sneak attack.

"But it's just the right thing to do, so what's the pride!"

Ye Zimo held up the wind instrument elephant and stood alone in front of Mo Jun,

"Now, let me meet you alone!"

"Whew!"

The phantom of the firebird appeared, making Ye Zimo dye himself with firelight, and he looked extremely strange.

"Come here, get on your knees!"

Mo Jun laughed, then the smile gradually disappeared, and shook his head,

"So many times, I've never seen any of you win. ”

"But your skin," Mo Jun chuckled again, "but it's thicker than one another!"

"Hahaha!"

Many of the people around couldn't help it, and laughed insolently, because if you think about it carefully, it's really like this, every time Ye Zimo and Fengyi are hostile to Mojun, they say the most ruthless words and get the most vicious beatings.

"Look for death!"

No matter how powerful Ye Zimo is, he can't block the mouths of the people, not to mention that in the impression of the sect monks, he Ye Zimo is not a good thing, and they all want to take the opportunity to sarcastically mock him.

"Whew!"

The sunbird felt Ye Zimo's anger as if it was alive, and attacked Mojun with him.

"Are you going to die again?"

Mo Jun's hand had already been raised, but a loud shout came from the air, causing Ye Zimo's body to fall back to the ground.

"Zimo, stop!"

It was Ye Zimo's father, Ye Xiu, who rushed back from somewhere, panting, and there were blood marks beside him, it seemed that he had experienced a big battle, and he hurried back here.

"Father, I can ...... now"

Ye Zi looked at Mo Jun with hatred, he was very unconvinced, and wanted to compete with Mo Jun.

"Now, it's not your time to make a move, wait until the end of the tournament and then kill some people!"

Ye Xiu didn't seem to see Mo Jun, so he directly forced Ye Zimo and Feng Yixiang to leave, and flew into the air to leave.

"Mojun, wait for death!"

This is the last voice of the Aeculus Elephant.

"Childish. ”

Mo Jun shook his head, he would only say cruel words, and in the end, it was also a waste.

Just about to leave, there was a sturdy male cultivator with a full beard, although it was only the early stage of the cave, but his qi and blood were unusually vigorous.

"Senior Brother Mo......"

The man hesitated a little, as if he had mustered up a lot of courage, and said to Mo Jun: "Senior brother, although some people think that you like to kill, we think that you are better than Ye Zimo's generation. ”

"So we really hope that you will achieve a better and better ranking in this competition!"

The word "better", I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, was deliberately accentuated by him.

Mo Jun glanced at the monks around him, although most of them were very scared of themselves, but their eyes were full of anticipation.

Most monks, how could they have Ye Zimo and Feng Yi like the elders of the sect to support themselves, they only relied on their own efforts.

But most of them, no matter how hard they try, can't be compared with those "royal relatives" who have been instilled with various spiritual objects since birth.

And the appearance of Mo Jun is almost from the bottom of everyone's opinion, the low-level monks who are called "waste" and "ants" by others, step by step, no matter what is in front of him, or who it is, as long as he moves the people around Mo Jun, he will move forward and fight to the end with those so-called noble children.

The image of Mo Jun, although many people did not agree with Mo Jun's decisiveness at the beginning, but slowly, as Mo Jun's cultivation became higher and stronger, and the gap between Mo Jun and these people became bigger and bigger, these more "commoner" monks will slowly change from jealousy of Mo Jun to envy and worship.

Fundamentally, Mojun and them are all the way.

The rapid rise of Mojun has established an image for them in the sect, that is, the monks at the lowest level in the sect can also stand at the bottom step by step.

Today, they saw the potential of Mo Jun again, and these monks finally worshiped completely.

Compared to Ye Zimo, Fengyixiang, and even Chu Tianshu, who has never wavered, they are more inclined to Mo Jun.

And Zhou Qing and Zhou Lan, who ranked second and third, although they also climbed up from relying on their own strength, they were outside the sect all the year round, except for the time when the sect was in a big competition, other times were not common.

Mo Jun is within the sect, and every step of his hard work and hard work is seen by others.

"Senior Brother Mojun, you must win!"

"Senior Brother Mo, you must work hard!"

"Senior Brother Mo, you not only represent you personally, you also represent all of us!"

"Senior Brother Mo......!"

Everyone looked at Mojun, their eyes were full of Yixi, full of expectation!