Mo Sang's words made Li Mo's eyes light up, quenching the body pill! Although Li Mo was not interested in the title of the first warrior of any tribe, Li Mo was interested in the quenching pill. After taking the quenching body solution for such a long time, Li Mo really wanted to see what the effect of the quenching pill, the raw material for making the quenching solution, was.

Seeing the change in Li Mo's eyes, Mo Sang grinned and asked

"How? Do you want to go up and compare? ”

Li Mo shook his head and said playfully

"How can I compare my strength with Brother Mosan, just go up."

Wei Ming is about to enter the Spirit Attraction Realm, how can the combat power be simple? Li Mo is only at the seventh layer of the Quenching Body Realm now, so Li Mo wants to see the battle between Mo Sang and Wei Ming, and then decides not to play.

Hearing Li Mo's words, Mo Sang's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of disappointment. To tell the truth, Mo Sang and Wei Ming have been fighting for so many years, and they have always been Wei Ming's first warrior, and he is Mo Ming's second warrior. So gradually, Mo Sang lost confidence in the battle between himself and Wei Ming.

The two are at war, and without confidence, they are already doomed. But after thinking about it carefully, Mo Sang couldn't help but shake his head and muttered with a wry smile

"I'm really confused, Li Mo has only quenched the strength of the seventh layer of the body realm. I can't beat Wei Ming, how could Li Mo beat Wei Ming. ”

The sky was getting dark, and the sly moonlight was rising, shining on the earth. The Shadow Leopard Tribe was still beaming, and the firelight brightened up the pitch-black night. The smell of wine and meat fills the Shadow Leopard tribe.

However, in the one-day competition on the field, Li Mo's hunting team lost more and won less. As for the clansmen of the escort team, they were completely abused by the warriors of the two hunting teams.

Gradually, the laughter of the people of Wei Ming's hunting team became louder and louder, without the slightest scruples. This was about to mad the people of the Moissanite hunting team, but Li Mo didn't feel anything, and he was still eating meat. To be honest, in Li Mo's heart, the emotions of the Shadow Leopard Tribe are not as much as those of Ah Gong Duan Long and their tribe.

Moreover, Li Mo has always been a person who does not like restraint, and Mo Sang forcibly planted a mark on Li Mo, which caused Li Mo's disgust. Therefore, the two hunting teams, who loses and who wins, is not touched by Li Mo. Now what Li Mo is waiting for is to watch the battle between Mo Sang and Wei Ming, and only after watching Wei Ming's battle did Li Mo go back and decide not to fight for the half of the Quenching Pill.

After a day's fiasco, Moisan could not sit still for a long time. So after hearing the piercing laughter of the Weiming tribe, Mo Santon stood up

"Wei Ming! Let's fight with the two captains! ”

Mo San's hearty voice reached Wei Ming's circle not far away, Wei Ming put down the wine in the bowl when he heard the sound, and said

"Okay."

Immediately, Wei Ming and Mo Sang walked to the field one after another, and the two of them were as strong as bears, which were so eye-catching.

"It's Captain Mo Sang and Captain Wei Ming!"

"Okay, this battle should be the battle between the first warrior and the second warrior of our tribe this year."

"Surely, can other people still compete with Captain Mo Sang and Captain Wei Ming?"

“……”

The surrounding clansmen suddenly became interested and whispered. The people of the two hunting teams stood up one after another and shouted

"Brother Mosan! Come on! ”

"Brother Wei Ming, defeat Mo San! Roar! ”

“……”

Suddenly, the anger of the Shadow Leopard Tribe reached a peak, which can also see how popular Wei Ming and Mo Sang are among the Shadow Leopard Tribe. Even the tribal patriarchs, elders and princes in the distance kept nodding their heads and saying something.

"Mo Sang, I advise you to be your second warrior honestly, it's good."

Wei Ming said contemptuously while moving his wrist.

"Less!"

Mo Sang didn't want to say more, so he raised his heavy fist and killed Wei Ming with a loud shout.

However, Wei Ming has touched the threshold of the Spirit Attraction Realm, and his strength is about to approach a thousand catties. So in this competition of power, Wei Ming completely pressed Mozanda.

"Cheetah Claw!"

Mo Sang didn't want to be pressed and beaten by Wei Ming, so Mo Sang shouted, and a phantom of a cheetah's claw appeared in his hand and grabbed Wei Ming.

Wei Ming's side also showed his aura and used his cheetah claws.

But as soon as Li Mo saw the aura in Wei Ming's hand, he knew that Mo Sang was doomed. Originally, Mo Sang's strength was not as good as Wei Ming's, and now his aura is even less powerful than Wei Ming's. And Wei Ming's combat experience is not necessarily less than that of Mo San, so what else can Mo San win?

The fact is that as Li Mo expected, the battle has not lasted to a stick of incense. I saw Mo Sang's cheetah claw and Wei Ming's cheetah claw colliding together, but Mo Sang's aura was not good, and the cheetah claw was suddenly broken. Seeing that it was not good, Mo Sang's expression, which changed greatly, stepped back as soon as possible, but where could Wei Ming let Mo Sang get his wish?

I saw Wei Ming step forward to follow, and the cheetah claw immediately clawed on Mo Sang's chest. With a snort, blood splattered, and Mo Sang's burly figure suddenly flew backwards. This is still Wei Ming's hand at the critical moment, otherwise the blow just now could have killed Mo Sang.

Even if Mo Sang and Wei Ming didn't deal with each other, in front of the patriarch and elders, Wei Ming would not dare to kill Mo Sang. But you can't kill it, you can insult it.

Wei Ming took advantage of Mo Sang's figure before he stood up, so Wei Ming stepped forward and grabbed Mo Sang. As Wei Ming's arm exerted his strength, he immediately lifted Mo Sang over his head.

"Vulnerable."

The voice fell, and Wei Ming threw Mo Sang towards Li Mo's circle. With a bang, Mo Sang's body slammed to the ground, and it was a great shame for Mo San to be so embarrassed in front of the members of his hunting team. This is also what Wei Ming wants to see.

"Captain!"

“……”

Li Mo and the others went to help Mo Sang up as soon as possible, looked at the wound on Mo Sang's chest, and looked at Wei Ming with hatred one by one.

"Boom"

The proud Wei Ming smiled proudly and walked towards his circle.

"Brother Wei Ming is so good!"

“……”

The high-level leaders of Wei Ming's hunting team welcomed Wei Ming back as if they were greeting heroes, and when they noticed the hatred of the people of the Moissanite hunting team, they all said proudly

"What are you looking at? Have the ability to come up and fight! Cry you guys, hahaha......"

"What kind of battle are you fighting, your captain is so embarrassed that our big brother Wei Ming will fight down, and those rookies of theirs still dare to fight?"

"I think so, in the future, it will be enough for the Shadow Leopard Tribe to have a hunting party with us, so what's the use of their waste?"

“……”

This time, even Li Mo, who had only been in the hunting team for more than half a year, couldn't help it. Li Mo lowered his head and said to Mo Sang

"Brother Mosan, I'll meet them!"

The voice fell, and Li Mo didn't wait for Mo Sang to speak, and strode towards the field.

(End of chapter)