The sudden change made everyone present suddenly freeze.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

In the silent field, only Su Yuechan's heavy breathing sounded.

Everyone looked at the blood-red figure in a daze, and was silent for a while.

Tick!

Tick!

Drops of blood flowed down from Su Yuechan's body and smashed heavily from the air on the ground.

Because it was dripping too fast and the amount was too large, Su Yuechan's feet seemed to be raining red.

Her body was full of scars, her hands, feet, back, and even the face that the woman cared about the most had many small scars, and the blood that dripped from these scars continued to overflow.

What is shocking is that there are only two places on Su Yuechan's body that have no scars, one is the dantian, and the other is the heart.

Among the scars all over the body, there are no scars in these two places, which are extremely conspicuous.

She gasped deeply, her face turned pale, her eyes were slightly black, and she used all her strength to mobilize the few spiritual powers left in her body, covering her whole body, trying to stop the bleeding.

However, there are too many scars all over the body, too little spiritual power in the body, and there are still many wounds that are still bleeding.

And in the gate of heaven, Mo Li's figure suddenly flashed, came to Su Yuechan's side, and supported her slightly swaying body with pity.

"Why fight so hard......

Although he said that, Mo Li held Su Yuechan with his left hand, took out a pill with his right hand, and fed her gently.

Su Yuechan shook her head with difficulty and did not speak.

Mo Li also knew that this was Su Yuechan's insistence, and slowly helped Su Yuechan back to the people of Tianmen.

Seeing that Su Yuechan was a beautiful woman, she was bloody at this time, and she had become a bloody person, everyone present was silent, and their eyes looking at Su Yuechan gradually showed admiration.

Jin Zhan took a deep breath and said softly in admiration and with some unbearable emotion: "Put all the spiritual power that can be mobilized on top of the vital point, give up the defense of other places, and only protect the dantian and the heart, in this way, she stubbornly withstood this impact, and finally at the moment when Guo Yue's attack ended, she was already able to mobilize the strength of her whole body and give the strongest blow." ”

Lin Dong's eyes were full of admiration, and he sighed: "Although I have known Senior Sister Su's temperament for a long time, I really didn't expect that she would ......."

Even if it were any man, it would be difficult for him to be as decisive as Su Yuechan, who dared to suffer damage so desperately in exchange for the final blow.

Probably most people, in the situation just now, will choose to admit defeat, which is also the best choice.

What's even more admirable is that any woman loves beauty.

If she was like Su Yuechan, with scars all over her body, and she was in front of the public, she looked so embarrassed, I'm afraid no woman would be willing to do this.

Although ordinary scars, under the repair of spiritual power, will not leave any traces, but no woman wants to become like this, even if it can be restored to its original state in the future, even if such scars will only exist for a short time.

And Su Yuechan did this, not caring about her image in the hearts of everyone, just to help Tianmen win a victory.

Admiration, self-sighing, all kinds of emotions surfaced in the hearts of everyone.

The newcomer from Tianmen gritted his teeth even more, looked at Su Yuechan's scarred figure, and clenched his fists.

Senior Sister Su can work so hard for the sake of Tianmen, and they must not fall into the name of Tianmen.

"You come out!"

Within the Heavenly Gate, a figure suddenly flew out and pointed at one of the silent Yanyue people.

The person who came out of the gate of heaven was none other than Zhang Long.

Wang Fan's victory and Su Yuechan's tragic victory made everyone in Tianmen completely ignite the fighting spirit in their hearts.

The high-level leaders of Tianmen took the lead, Meng Bufan, Wang Fan, and Su Yuechan fought one after another, and defeated the enemy one after another, how could they shrink back and not move.

Now, among the hot moons, the two strongest have been defeated, and the rest of the people are all in the late stage of the Linghai realm, and there is no need for Mo Li and the others to take action.

The person who was called was slightly silent, but finally stood up.

The two of them were quietly facing each other in the sky, both of them were in the realm of the late stage of the Spirit Sea, but they showed completely different aura.

Zhang Long's breath was vigorous, the battle intent in his eyes was high, and his blood was boiling, but on the other side, he looked a little gloomy because his two masters were defeated one after another, and he felt a sense of powerlessness.

The defeat of Zhang Yan and Guo Yue had a great blow to the morale of the entire Yanyue.

In such a situation where there is a huge gap in momentum, the battle between the two is completely started.

Mo Li whispered to Su Yuechan, who was quietly pranayama: "Your efforts are not in vain. ”

Even if he doesn't look at the battlefield, Mo Li already knows the ending.

In the case of similar strengths between the two, under such a momentum comparison, Zhang Long's winning rate has increased from fifty percent to eighty percent.

With the help of the pill, Su Yuechan's face improved slightly, and although the wounds on her body still existed, they no longer bled out.

She nodded slightly: "That's enough." ”

At this time, on the battlefield, Zhang Long's momentum was furious, attacking frantically, and he didn't care about the damage that the other party brought to him.

Such a crazy appearance made the other side frightened, and the shots became more and more cramped, and they were gradually forced to retreat, and the chances of fighting back became less and less, and the space to dodge the attack became smaller and smaller.

But Zhang Long's momentum is constantly rising, rising steadily.

At a certain moment, his momentum reached its peak, and his whole body was full of qi and blood.

"Defeat me!"

With a loud shout, the strength of the whole body condensed, and a attack that surpassed all the previous ones suddenly hit the opponent.

In a moment of horror, the man's blood spurted out, and his figure slammed to the ground, embarrassed.

His breath gradually weakened, and he wailed in pain, he could no longer fight.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Zhang Long gasped, and there were many injuries on his body, but he didn't care about it at all, and there was still excitement in his eyes.

"Zhang Long!"

"Zhang Long!"

"Zhang Long!"

Excited shouts came from the people of Tianmen, and the sound shook the sky and the momentum was high.

Next ......

Zhang Long's momentum was at its peak, and with a sweep of his eyes, he once again determined an opponent.

"Zhang Long, come back. ”

Just as he was about to challenge, a voice came from the Heavenly Gate.

This familiar voice made Zhang Long pause slightly, and the words he wanted to say stopped in his mouth.

He turned around and looked at the person who spoke, and opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw the determined eyes of the person who spoke, he sighed helplessly and flew towards the gate of heaven.

After all, the one who speaks is the one he admires.

When Zhang Long returned to the camp, Mo Li patted him on the shoulder: "Good job"

After receiving Mo Li's praise, Zhang Long's face was happy, but then his eyes dimmed slightly.

Mo Li said softly: "If you want to fight instead of Tianmen, there will be opportunities in the future, so you don't need to rush to ...... for a while."

After a pause, Mo Li smiled slightly: "Don't you trust my brothers from Tianmen, they are all ready!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed and passed over Zhang Long.

"The door master is right, I can't let you steal the limelight alone!"

Immediately, this figure came to the middle of the field, pointed to Yan Yue alone, and said in a high-pitched voice: "You, come out!"

Zhang Long beside Mo Li smiled helplessly, and then was relieved.

As long as he stayed in the Heavenly Gate, he would have countless times to fight for the Heavenly Gate.

He turned his head and teased at Zhao Hu: "Zhao Hu, don't lose, lose the face of our Tianmen, the door master will look at it!"

Zhao Hu turned his head and scolded: "Let go of your mother's bullshit, Lao Tzu will not lose the face of Tianmen!"

Zhang Long laughed, then looked at Mo Li, and said respectfully: "Door master, I'll go down first." ”

Mo Li nodded, flicked his right hand, and a pill fell into Zhang Long's hand: "Take a good breath." ”

He asked Zhang Long to stop because Zhang Long's strength had not yet reached the point where he could win casually, although the momentum was high, but his strength had not changed much, so let him

Zhang Long was also polite, and accepted the elixir: "Thank you, Lord!"

On the field, the person Zhao Hu ordered was also helpless, walked out and fought fiercely with Zhao Hu.

But Mo Li's side has won consecutive battles, and the opposite side has lost consecutive battles, and the momentum is becoming more and more sluggish.

Like the previous game, Zhao Hu became more and more courageous, and the opposite side became weaker and weaker, and finally Zhao Hu won the victory in one fell swoop.

"Haha, what a hot moon, but that's it!"

Zhao Hu, who also had a lot of scars on his body, laughed loudly and mocked.

Everyone in Tianmen also laughed, making the faces of the people who got Yanyue ugly, but they couldn't refute it.

Up to now, Tianmen has won all four battles, and even the door master and deputy door master have not made a move, what do they refute.

Seeing that Yanyue and the others were ugly but silent, Zhao Hu looked up to the sky and smiled again, and strode back to the Tianmen camp.

"Good boy! Tianmen's strength is a bit terrifying!"

The onlookers stared at each other, a little incredulous.

Meng Bufan destroyed the Flying Eagle alone, representing the top combat power of Tianmen, and at this time, everyone in Tianmen fought one after another, winning consecutive battles, representing the mainstay of Tianmen.

Moreover, these people have not forgotten that the most terrifying thing about Tianmen is not these, but the alchemist.

And, those who can gather these alchemists, Mo Li.

With the support of the alchemist, there is a steady stream of resources, which means that the strength of the people of Tianmen rises faster and surpasses ordinary people.

In this way, the strength of Tianmen will be rapidly improved.

Also got Mo Li's elixir, Zhao Hu returned to Zhang Long's side with a happy face.

At this moment, several figures in the Heavenly Gate couldn't hold back, and at the same time wanted to leave the camp to fight.

Several people were slightly stunned, looked at each other, and then one of them nodded to the rest of them and came to the field.

"You, come out!"

A voice full of war intent rang out again, and he pointed to a person.

Then the battle resumed.

One person after another, in the Heavenly Gate, every time someone retreated, another person with a strong momentum rushed out.

Battles, one after another.

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