All the power that was swung out was rushed back to the dantian in an instant, and he, who suffered a backlash, suddenly poofed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Steady! Steady!

The seventh peak didn't have time to check his injuries, and only tried his best to stabilize his lower game, so that he could stand firmly on the edge of the training platform.

The decisive battle can only be carried out on the drill platform, and once one side falls off the stage, no matter what the reason, it will be judged to lose!

It turned out that Mo Yan had such an idea at the beginning!

The body went from staggering to stabilizing.

The seventh peak lord breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head sharply, but at this moment, his chest, I don't know what was hit hard, and his originally stable figure immediately tilted and fell towards the stage.

The seventh peak master's eyes widened, this time, he was no longer able to turn the tide, the whole person lost his center of gravity, and with a bang, he fell heavily under the training platform.

Who wins and who loses, the results have already been divided.

The seventh peak lord's face was pale, and he was about to speak.

A stern voice suddenly came from the gate of the training ground, "Who is fighting in private?" ”

The disciples present turned pale when they saw the people standing at the gate.

"It's the Second Peak Lord!"

"Oh no, the seventh peak master and Mo Yan are challenging in private, there are rules in the Wuji Gate, and if the peak master does not report, he is not allowed to fight against his disciples, and the seventh peak master is now dead."

"That's right, and the seventh peak lord also lost, I remember their bet was, whoever loses, who will have to scrap their hands, right?"

"Isn't the Lord of the Seventh Peak ......?"

The expression of the seventh peak lord was also very pale.

Their second peak master is the right and left hand of Wuji Zhenren, who is rigid and rigorous, and is famous for maintaining the reputation of Wuji Gate.

For the sake of the reputation of Wujimen, the hands of the seventh peak master, what can't be cut off?

At this time, the seventh peak lord just wants to escape the guilt, and there is nothing he can do.

"It's me, Mo Yan, fighting with the Lord of the Seventh Peak."

Mo Yan turned his head fearlessly, just met the eyes of the second peak master, and continued, "The seventh peak master said that whoever loses will cut off his hand, and he will give the other party a treasure that he said. ”

"Really?" The second peak lord frowned.

Mo Yan stood in place generously, letting the gaze of the second peak master sweep over his body inch by inch.

At the same time that the second peak was looking at Mo Yan, Mo Yan was also observing the other party.

The second peak master of Wuji Gate is a little burly, and his figure is very capable, and he knows at a glance that he is a master of cultivation to a very advanced level. His eyebrows and eyes are a little deep and rough, but they do not look savage, but they are extremely intimidating.

"You want to chop off the hands of the seventh peak master of Wuji Gate, do you have an opinion about Wuji Gate?"

Seeing that Mo Yan was not afraid, and replied to his words directly, the second peak master's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of danger in his tone, "Young man, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, if you say something wrong, you will have to pay the corresponding price." ”

"Am I wrong? That's what the Seventh Peak Lord said, and all the disciples present can testify to it. ”

Mo Yan smiled, "It is said that Wujimen is fair and selfless, but now that the facts are in front of us,