"From the beginning of the martial arts meeting to the present, almost ten days have passed, and among the tens of thousands of contestants, the top twenty have finally been decided, and next, there is a final round of battles, which will determine that ten people will enter the top ten of the martial arts meeting. As long as you enter the top ten, you can get at least two million amethyst, and if you have the strength to win the leader of the martial arts, amethyst, amethyst source, and holy fire order are just in the bag. ”

Hua Tianxiong's words, immediately the atmosphere of the entire martial arts square was driven, the focus of this martial arts meeting is amethyst and amethyst source, the holy fire order is equally important, after today's competition, it finally attracted a real climax, the next battle, whoever can win, can get at least two million amethyst.

The next draw is still the lottery, and ten battles determine ten people to enter the top ten, and ten people are also eliminated.

"In the first game, the Supreme Hall Divine Son fought against the Immortal Pond Tianshan Mo Evil Jade. ”

Hua Tianxiong took out two number plates from the dark box, and then said loudly, these two number plates correspond to Shenzi and Mo Xieyu.

The next moment, Shenzi and Mo Xieyu appeared in the ring, the two stood opposite each other, both were geniuses of the Great Emperor's City, and both of them were very familiar.

"Mo Xieyu, you better admit defeat, you are not my opponent. ”

The Divine Son looked at Mo Xieyu with contempt in his eyes.

He once fought with Mo Xiyu, Mo Xieyu, as a genius of Xianchi Tianshan, his strength is not weak, and with the same cultivation, the Divine Son is not absolutely sure that he can defeat Mo Xiyu, but now it is different, he is a quasi-emperor, and Mo Xieyu is only an ancient emperor, Mo Xieyu cannot be his opponent.

"Let's do it. ”

Mo Xieyu is one of the four beauties of the Emperor Domain, and under her beautiful face is the indifference of an iceberg for ten thousand years, rejecting people thousands of miles away, and she is not sure to defeat the Divine Son, but she will not admit defeat.

Shenzi fought for the Supreme Palace, she fought for Xianchi Tianshan, there are reasons to go all out, the top ten is just around the corner, she definitely wants to try it.

"Toast without eating and drinking, I will not be polite to you. ”

Shenzi snorted lightly, and a touch of coldness rose on his face, Xianchi Tianshan and the Supreme Hall had already torn their faces, Mo Xiyu wanted to find death, he would not show mercy to his subordinates.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you really have the strength, defeat me. ”

Mo Yeyu's tone and expression were the same, they were all cold.

The last note fell, and the momentum of the Mo Evil Jade Ancient Emperor rose, his clothes fluttered, and the three thousand green silks flew up like a spiritual snake, like the Nine Heavens Immortal descending on the mortal dust.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xie Yuhao's wrist twisted slightly, and the jade hand gently slapped forward, and the power of the ancient emperor surged out, the space trembled, and the power slammed towards the Divine Son.

"Look for death!"

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Divine Son, and at the moment when Mo Xiyu made a move, he also made a move, and the momentum of the quasi-emperor was like a river bursting its embankment, surging out.

Bang bang bang......

In an instant, the Divine Son and Mo Xieyu fought together, the two of them rose into the air, moved the battlefield to mid-air, and fought quickly, dragging out the remnants of the Dao in the void, and the powerful forces collided together, and the flames burned the sky and burned everything.

Mo Xiyu's strength is not weak, even if he is facing the quasi-emperor, he has the strength to fight, but he is facing the Son of God. The Divine Son is also a genius, and his cultivation is higher than her, Mo Xieyu is obviously at a disadvantage, and it seems that he is not the opponent of the Divine Son.

"It seems that it would be good for Mo Xiyu to remain undefeated, but it is impossible to defeat the Divine Son. ”

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that the Son of God had reached the quasi-emperor cultivation, he would have been able to take such a big advantage in front of Mo Yeyu, the two had fought before, and with the same cultivation, the strength was between the two of them. ”

"Cultivation is also an advantage, no matter what, defeat means that you can't get amethyst, this battle, Shenzi can be regarded as picking up a bargain, two million amethyst has already arrived. ”

"What nonsense, Mo Xieyu is the goddess in Lao Tzu's heart, she will definitely defeat the Son of God. ”

......

In the eyes of everyone, there is no suspense in this battle, the Divine Son has some advantages in cultivation, and his strength is obviously stronger than Mo Xiyu, and it is only a matter of time before Mo Xiyu is defeated.

Except, of course, those who regard Mo Yeyu as a goddess, who have absolute confidence in Mo Yeyu.

Time passed slowly, and half an hour passed quickly, and Mo Xiyu had been under the suppression of the Divine Son, very passive.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the Divine Son pointed out, and the power of the quasi-emperor turned into a Xuan Seal and bombarded Mo Yeyu's body, Mo Yeyu's delicate body trembled violently, his body retreated a hundred meters, and there were obvious traces of Yin Yin blood at the corners of his mouth, adding a touch of bewitching beauty.

The gap in strength could not be made up, Mo Xieyu's means were all out, and he could not shake the Divine Son, the Divine Son did not show mercy, she was also injured, and a solemnity rose in her cold eyes.

The jade finger was flicked, and a jade flute appeared in Mo Xieyu's hand, the jade flute was natural, and there was obviously an imperial power diffusing from it, this was an imperial soldier.

The Divine Son had already reached the point where Mo Xieyu used the emperor's soldiers.

The jade flute was horizontal in his hand, leaning on his lips, his teeth were lightly opened, and suddenly, the invisible power was stirred, and one by one the notes flew out of the jade flute, enveloping the entire battlefield, and the void was twisting.

"What a weird sonic power. ”

Long Yan's expression moved slightly, what Mo Xiyu used was a sonic attack method, that jade flute was an imperial soldier, very extraordinary, the sonic attack method was very clever, and it was very difficult to cultivate, it seemed that Mo Yeyu's attainments in this area had reached a certain height, which was also her hole card.

Mo Xieyu's sonic magic power obviously has a soul attack method, and ordinary people absolutely can't resist it.

"The geniuses of the Emperor Domain do have a hand. ”

As a genius leader of the younger generation of the Emperor Domain, each of them has its own hole cards, and Mo Xieyu's hole card is this sonic attack method.

"Worry-free song, Mo Xieyu used worry-free song. ”

Those who are familiar with Mo Xieyu know that this is a scarefree song, and the scarefree song is the treasure in the Xianchi Tianshan Mountain, it is a kind of sonic supernatural power, cultivating scarefree song, controlling sonic attack methods, killing people invisibly, very terrifying.

Mo Xieyu was recognized and cultivated the Sanssouci song, which is one of her big hole cards, and with the imperial soldiers in her hands, they complement each other.

Mo Xiyu was blowing the Sanssouci Song, with her as the center, the void within a hundred zhang around her was shrouded in the notes of the Sanssouci Song, and the void was distorted, even if it was a god son, it was impossible to ignore the existence of those notes.

There is no sorrow or joy in the song of worry, every note is a killing weapon, piercing the soul, tearing the body, formless and formless, very terrifying.

(End of chapter)