Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Wu Zhenjie gritted his teeth and walked forward resolutely. Whether it was for the sake of Tianmen, or for Zhao Jinyan and himself, he couldn't back down.

Wu Zhenjie and Mo staggered by, Wu Zhenjie's body paused slightly, swallowed his throat, and showed a fierce gaze in his eyes, as well as a trace of expectation for victory.

"Dog mongrel, come, uncle is here to play with you!"

Wu Zhenjie shouted, not caring at all about Shi Zhong's gradually gloomy face.

Shi Zhong laughed angrily: "Okay, very good, I hope you can still have such energy later." ”

Rumble!

The strong momentum erupted, enveloping Wu Zhenjie, and in a demonstration, swept Mo Li and others one after another.

Feeling this strong oppressive force, Wang Fan pursed his lips, secretly worried in his heart, and couldn't help but whisper to Mo Li beside him: "Can you win?"

Mo Li looked at the two people in the field lightly: "I don't know." ”

The corners of Jin Zhan's mouth twitched, and he looked at Mo Li in disbelief: "Hey, a hundred soul nourishing pills, you said you couldn't win!"

Mo Li chuckled: "I didn't say that I would definitely lose, just look at it, it's up to him." ”

Meng Bufan glanced at Mo Li's calm face slightly, and his heart was slightly worried. Su Yuechan stood behind Mo Li, even if Shi Zhong had such an arrogant aura, it didn't make any reduction in the confidence in her eyes. For Mo Li, she has always believed unconditionally.

And Zhao Jinyanyu clenched her hands, bit her lip, her eyes flashed a trace of hesitation, and then fixed her gaze, and said loudly: "Come on!"

Wu Zhenjie's body was stunned, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and his eyes were full of war.

Rumble!

The breath suddenly burst out, colliding with the strong aura. It's a little small in comparison, but it's not an inch.

Mo Li thoughtfully glanced at Zhao Jinyan's somewhat worried side face, then looked at Wu Zhenjie's unyielding back, and smiled slightly.

"Damn, fight! This time, I'm going to win!"

Wu Zhenjie snorted, his eyes flashed wildly, and the people behind him were all looking at him. The word 'come on' from Zhao Jinyan kept echoing in his ears, and his heart was unstoppable.

His feet kicked suddenly, and under the explosion of spiritual power, he turned into a streamer and rushed out. The orange light of the spirit sword in his right hand shone, and the breath of fire spiritual power emanated.

"Interesting. ”

Shi Zhong sneered, seeing that Wu Zhenjie actually dared to take the initiative to rush forward, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Look for your own death, but don't blame me!"

With a flick of his right hand, a spirit sword fell into his hand, and it also turned into a streamer and greeted it, and the same fire spiritual power breath burst out, but it completely covered Wu Zhenjie's breath, and the strength and weakness of it were clear at a glance.

The strong oppressive force made Wu Zhenjie's heart shake slightly, gritted his teeth, and shouted softly: "Three swords of flowing blades!"

Rumble!

The raging flames burned, and a few meters around Wu Zhenjie, three layers of orange flames suddenly rose, and the blazing breath made the surrounding air rise a lot of temperature.

"The three swords of the flowing blade condense three layers of flames around the body, one sword on one layer, and the power is not bad. ”

The introduction of the 'Three Swords of the Flowing Blade' came to mind, and Mo Li nodded slightly. When he chose the exercises in the Martial Palace, among the fire attribute exercises that he was attracted to, there was this 'Flowing Blade Three Swords', so he was no stranger to it.

"The three swords of the flowing blade, the first time you enter the martial hall, you can get such an exercise, it's very good. ”

Shi Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled disdainfully: "No matter how good your martial arts are, it depends on the person." ”

Immediately, his eyes flashed: "I'll show you what the real 'Flowing Blade Three Swords' is!"

Rumble!

Spiritual power spread out from his body, and three layers of orange flames formed around him, but its range was almost twice the size of Wu Zhenjie.

The three layers of flames, one large and one small, approached rapidly, and the faint explosion sound came from the invisible, indicating that the surrounding air had been completely scorched, and there was already a vacuum around it.

"It's the same martial art, isn't it more troublesome!"

Jin Zhan sighed lightly, and was even more worried about Wu Zhenjie in his heart.

Mo Li also frowned slightly, if it was the same martial art, because Shi Zhong had been getting this martial art for a longer time than Wu Zhenjie, and he had been immersed in it for a longer time, so his understanding was more profound, plus he had steadily suppressed Wu Zhenjie in the realm, and his control over the martial arts was stronger. In such a situation, it is even more unfavorable to Wu Zhenjie.

"I haven't seen Shi Zhong use this martial art in the past few days, I didn't expect it to ......"

Wang Fan frowned, Shi Zhong has made a few shots these days, but he has never used this 'Flowing Blade Three Swords', otherwise he would have to stop Mo Li's gambling fight, for Wu Zhenjie, he was already at a disadvantage, and it was even more disadvantageous.

"It's hard......"

The four people behind Wang Fan shook their heads, and they had no confidence in this battle at all. The four of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the disappointment in each other's eyes, this door master they met for the first time didn't seem to be good. Gently glancing at Mo Li's back, the four of them sighed secretly.

Mo Li's face returned to calm, and he guessed most of the thoughts of the people around him, and said softly: "Don't worry, believe me, and believe him even more." ”

The atmosphere of the people on the side of Tianmen was gloomy, but Xinghuo and the others were in their hands with a smile on their faces.

"A hundred soul nourishing pills, so easy to get!"

"This Heavenly Gate Master is really an idiot, but it's a pity that the group of people under him have resisted in front of us for so long, to be honest, I admire them a little. ”

"That's right, how could they be willing to follow such a master, it's stupid. ”

Whispered chatter and laughter spread between them, and they all looked at Mo Li like fools.

When everyone was different, the two people on the field finally bumped into each other.

"Three swords of flowing blades, the first sword!"

The same words rang out from the mouths of both at the same time, attracting everyone's attention.

At the same time, the three layers of orange flames surrounding the two of them, the first layer suddenly swelled up, separated from the bodies of the two, and then in the pupils of everyone, it suddenly condensed and compressed into a small orange light blade, but in comparison, Shi Zhong's light blade was even smaller than Wu Zhenjie's, and a dangerous aura emanated from it.

Looking at Wu Zhenjie's slightly larger light blade, Shi Zhong smiled disdainfully. This light blade was compressed by their spiritual power, and it seemed that his light blade was small, precisely because he compressed his spiritual power to the limit. And although Wu Zhenjie's light blade is slightly larger, the condensed spiritual power in it is not as good as Shi Zhong's.

Rumble!

At this time, the two blades of light condensed by orange flames had already collided together.

Click!

Without escaping everyone's expectations, the two orange light blades collided violently, and two powerful orange flames burst out, only for a moment, and in the next moment, Wu Zhenjie's light blade cracked, and the orange flames that erupted on it were also completely devoured.

Wu Zhenjie's face turned pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body retreated.

"Isn't it arrogant! Why are you so vulnerable!"

A rampant smile came out of Shi Zhong's mouth, and he chased after Wu Zhenjie who retreated violently.

Wu Zhenjie snorted suddenly, and a trace of blood spit out of his mouth: "Grandpa, I haven't fallen down yet, and I'll treat you like a dog later." ”

Shi Zhong's face completely shouted: "Okay, I want to see when you can do it, the second sword of the three swords of the flowing blade!"

As soon as Shi Zhong's voice fell, the second layer of orange flames left his body, and under the light, it instantly condensed into a small orange sword, levitating in Shi Zhong's right hand. On top of the small sword, a thin layer of orange flame was wrapped around it.

"Go!"

With a sudden wave of his right hand, the small sword turned into an orange streamer and shot at Wu Zhenjie rapidly.

The little sword without the slightest breath had already narrowed the distance between Wu Zhenjie in the blink of an eye, he gritted his teeth, and his heart moved, and the second layer of orange flame on his body also turned into a slightly larger orange small sword, and he greeted it.

"Alas......"

Wang Fan sighed lightly, he could know the result without looking at it. Not only him, but the people of Tianmen all sighed softly.

Zhao Jinyan's heart tightened, and she seemed to be a little unbearable to see the result.

Mo Li looked at Wu Zhenjie's back deadly, not caring about the two small orange swords that were about to collide. He also knows the outcome of this round of collisions, and he cares about the aftermath.

Rumble!

The two small swords collided violently, and a powerful explosion spread, Wu Zhenjie's body flew out upside down, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Shi Zhong smiled fiercely, the smugness on his face was not concealed at all, and the victory was in his hands.

"Haha, the last blow, give me defeat!"

The third layer of orange flame shrank and attached to the spirit sword in his right hand, burning brightly, making the spirit sword in his hand completely become a fire sword.

Hold on!

Mo Li glanced at Shi Zhong's proud face that was about to deform, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

Wu Zhenjie tried his best to stop his upside-down body, panting heavily, his body trembling slightly. Thinking of Mo Li's words, his eyes flashed wildly, whether it was successful or not, just look at this blow.

"The third sword!"

A frenzied cry came out of his mouth, and the last layer of orange fire on his body was attached to his spirit sword, and he greeted Shi Zhong with excitement on his face.

"Die!"

Wu Zhenjie shouted violently, and the spirit sword containing a terrifying aura was quickly slashed down.

Zhao Jinyan turned her head slightly, a little unbearable to see the next scene. Everyone also clenched their fists and closed their eyes slightly.

"Look, he's going to win. ”

Mo Li said softly.

Everyone's bodies shook, glanced at Mo Li's calm but meaningful face, and then looked at the field again. But I was puzzled in my heart, how could Mo Li have such confidence?

Wu Zhenjie on the field took a deep breath, and the blazing fire sword in his right hand went straight up, colliding with the fire sword that was cut down.

"Hahaha!"

Smug and rampant laughter came from Shi Zhong's mouth, and he noticed the disparity in strength between the two swords, and his heart was full of pride, and the victory and defeat had been divided.

The strong force struck, the corners of Wu Zhenjie's mouth were bloody, and every part of his body was shaking, but he tried his best to resist, as if he was waiting for something.

Mo Li stared at the field tightly, seeing that Shi Zhong was full of pride, he breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "It's time." ”

As if hearing Mo Li's words, Wu Zhenjie's eyes flashed, and his pale face suddenly distorted, as if he was suffering extremely pain.

At the same time, Shi Zhong's rampant smile suddenly froze, his body shook suddenly, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.

Rumble!

In the shocked eyes of everyone, an incomparably terrifying aura erupted from Wu Zhenjie's body, even surpassing Shi Zhong's breath.

The orange flame wrapped in the spirit sword in Wu Zhenjie's hand suddenly had a trace of gold, and then in the next moment, all the orange flames turned into golden flames, and the terrifying aura emanated from it.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth rose slightly, this Jin Yan was his Holy Yan.