On the other martial arts arena, I don't know when, the battle has ended. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Qiming stood on the martial arts arena, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed quite comfortable.

At this moment, Wu Qiming is like the undefeated god king who directs the country, transcendent and unearthly, completely like an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world, and his body is surrounded by an incomparably outstanding aura.

Countless people's eyes focused on him, making him like a star holding the moon, and he was guarded by people on the martial arts field, which was very extraordinary.

At his feet, Meng Kun was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

From a distance, Meng Kun didn't have a single wound on his body, but he just lay motionless like that, without a trace of resistance at all.

This made many people frown, and from beginning to end, no one saw everything that happened on the martial arts field.

Wu Qiming defeated Meng Kun in the instant of lightning and won the semifinals.

All this is a little too outrageous.

Qinglin was the most surprised, he had not yet made a move with Mo Yan here, and on another battlefield, the duel had already ended.

This Wu Qiming's strength is really so strong that people in the same realm, in front of him, can't even support a blow?

If this is the case, this person's strength is probably so strong that it is unbelievable.

"Oh my God, we are just paying attention to Young Master Mo taking the initiative to admit defeat, but we have not paid attention to another martial arts arena. Wu Qiming's little son, without anyone noticing, defeated the young master Meng Kun in the blessed land of a thousand mountains. ”

"It's only been a long time, and the battle is over. The strength shown by Wu Qiming's son is really surprising. It turns out that he is the strongest dark horse in this big competition, and he is the only champion in this big competition!"

"Wu Qiming's son is the master of the cave sky, and his strength is really extraordinary. Young Master Meng Kun even defeated the Half-Step Hell God Emperor, but he defeated him, which was enough to prove that Wu Qiming's son could kill the Half-Step Hell God Emperor with his own hands. ”

"Who would have thought that this much-anticipated semi-final would end like this. In the two duels, Zhan Tian won without a fight, but Wu Qiming's son crushed his opponent fiercely and successfully advanced. ”

Shocks arose, and the eastern foothills of the Central Shenshan Mountain were completely boiling.

Mo Yan took the initiative to let Xian and give up the victory to Qinglin, which was already surprising enough.

But now, Wu Qiming crushed Meng Kun, which is even more surprising.

Compared with the situation on the two martial arts arenas, it is what Wu Qiming has done, which is more shocking and more exciting.

"Wu Qiming's son has such strength, it seems that he is not far from the champion. Although Zhan Tian has a brilliant record of 200,000 consecutive victories, compared to it, it is really a little hot. ”

"Yes, yes, the champion of this big competition is none other than Wu Qiming's son. ”

“......”

The surrounding spectators, almost overwhelmingly supporting Wu Qiming, were extremely shocked by the super combat power he showed.

A person like Wu Qiming can crush a half-step Hell God Emperor level figure with his hands, coupled with his identity as the youngest son of the Lord of the Cave Heaven, it is not normal for him to have few supporters.

On the other hand, there are very few people who support Qinglin.

In comparison, Qinglin's 200,000 consecutive victories seem far less convincing than everything in front of him.

Qinglin's attention was not here at all, he turned to face Mo Yan, and said, "Don't tell me, you are afraid of facing this person, so you will take the initiative to admit defeat." ”

Mo Yan smiled indifferently, and said very unabashedly: "Don't hide it from Brother Qing, Mo did have a battle with Brother Wu. ”

"Oh, what is the result?" Qinglin's brow muscles moved slightly.

"We only played three moves, and it ended in a draw!" Mo Yan said flatly.

"Three moves?"

"That's right, Brother Qing should know that when the cultivation has reached our realm, a decent duel may not be able to tell the winner in a month. ”

Qinglin nodded slightly, master duels, often within a few moves to decide the winner.

The three moves of the two of them must all be nirvana, but they still failed to distinguish the winner from the loser, which is enough to see that the strength of these two people has reached an unbelievable level.

"What does Brother Mo say about this person?" Qinglin changed his words and asked.

"Very strong! That day's duel, if it is not limited to three moves, I am afraid that Mo has already lost!"

Mo Yan laughed and smiled, and looked at the victory or defeat very lightly.

He is such a person, he has no quarrel with the world, otherwise he would not take the initiative to give the fruits of victory to Qinglin.

"You can't say that, who knows if this person has also reached the point of self-support?"

"To what extent he has gotten, I don't know. However, I don't want to fight him again, not to mention that if you and I fight hard, we will definitely consume a lot of divine power before we can decide the winner. ”

Mo Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and then said: "In this big competition, the schedule is too tight. Instead of using one of you and me to face Wu Qiming in his heyday when he is seriously injured, it is better for us to face him in his heyday!"

Qinglin noticed that when Mo Yan was speaking, there was an unusual light flowing in his eyes.

Although this person is an indifferent person, he doesn't care about victory or defeat. But Wu Qiming is the youngest son of the Lord of the Cave Heaven, and anyone wants to compete with him, and Mo Yan is not exempt from vulgarity.

It can be seen that Mo Yan has a desire to defeat Wu Qiming.

"Brother Mo can communicate with Qing in advance, and it is not impossible for Qing to take the initiative to withdraw from this showdown. ”

Knowing what Mo Yan was thinking, Qinglin suddenly had the idea of fulfilling him.

But Mo Yan smiled and shook his head again and again, and said: "We all know each other too well, if I go to face this person, the best result will be a defeat and a draw." ”

"But Brother Qing, you are different, looking at all the people who participated in the big competition, the only thing Wu Qiming was afraid of was Brother Qing, otherwise he would not have sent six Nine Seal Mortal Spirit God Emperors one after another to find trouble with Brother Qing. ”

Mo Yan's tone was flat, and the words he said made Qinglin's face change greatly.

It turned out that from the very beginning, Mo Yan had insight into everything.

It turned out that this Wu Qiming was the moon-white robe.

It turned out that Wu Qiming had sent six Nine Seal Mortal Spirit God Emperors, and Qing Lin had not noticed the first two.

"Is that him?"

Qinglin subconsciously looked at the martial arts arena opposite, and in his half-squinted eyes, the essence burst out, as if he could see through all the disguises of people and look directly at its origin.

"Sure enough, it's your !!"

For a moment, Qinglin's face suddenly became gloomy.

This Wu Qiming is proficient in some kind of disguised supernatural ability, and without looking closely, it is difficult to associate it with the previous moon-white robed son.

But now, under careful observation, it is enough to find that this person is undoubtedly that person!