Wow!

The crowd exploded again!

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the two figures walking towards the ring, and the cheering sound resounded throughout the world!

"Yu Chi Tiande!

"Leng Mo!

There were only these two voices left in the audience, the sound was mighty, the blood was strong, and the firepower was full, like two powerful forces faintly facing each other, wanting to compete for superiority in this Ten Thousand Beasts Platform.

Syllable!

Yu Chi Tiande took the lead in standing still, wearing golden armor, burly, majestic and terrifying, like a burly and majestic sculpture of the god of war, even if there was no killing intent revealed, it was enough to suppress the audience.

In contrast, Leng Mo stood there, it was like an iceberg had been moved, and the strong and cold air pressure made everyone feel an incomparable cold.

Yu Chi Tiande glanced at Leng Mo as if he was like a ni, there was endless coercion on his expressionless face, and said in a deep voice: "Leng Mo, you can choose to admit defeat, don't humiliate yourself like in Jiuyin Mountain!"

The momentum that erupted with such a sentence alone made the supporters of Wei Chi Tiande's side cheer with great excitement.

Hou Ji's young masters glared angrily, and roared back with all their strength: "Boss Leng, kill him a gorilla!"

"Yes, Brother Leng, we support you!"

"Come on!"

In the ring.

Leng Mo raised his eyebrows, the essence in his eyes swept like a sword, and he replied coldly: "You are nonsense!"

"Very well, then I will make you completely desperate this time!"

Yu Chi Tiande was domineering and ruthless, and the terrifying coercion of Gang Qi instantly filled the entire Ten Thousand Beast Platform, as if it was about to set off a storm from this heaven and earth.

Leng Mo, who was in the circle of the storm and wind, pulled out the long sword behind him with an expressionless face.

The sword is seven feet long, the sword body is transparent, the sunlight reflects like a thousand years of frost condensation, and the sword blade is swallowed with ice-blue gas, as if it is about to spray a surging hurricane at any time, hence the name of the green frost sword.

Swish!

Leng Mo flicked his wrist and pulled out an ice light sword flower in the air, and the sword body was raised horizontally, reflecting his face that was so cold that there was no trace of expression.

Through this face, he seemed to see another face that was equally cold and ruthless, as if it was born without any temperature.

At this moment, countless images flashed in Leng Mo's mind, in the wind and rain, under the porch under the trees, on the edge of the lake and cliff, no matter where he was, no matter how old he was, he was constantly waving the sword in his hand.

And by his side, there is always an expressionless father, frowning and examining his every move.

In his memory, the man seemed to be cold, harsh, dissatisfied, and even ...... when faced with his only son Disdain.

The words that father Leng Qianqiu said to himself will always be related to the sword.

At the age of five.

Leng Mo, who was half a human tall, quietly hid the worn cocoon in his palm, and looked at his father with a smile: "Father, I have finally learned this sword!"

"This sword, I only took seven days to fuse, Leng Mo, you disappointed my father too much......"

The father's coldness made Xiao Leng Mo at a loss.

Eight years old.

Leng Mo watched the sisters in the family go out to see the lanterns, and was envious, so he mustered up the courage to ask his father: "Father, can I go out ......"

"You haven't practiced the Frost Condensation Sword, do you have the face to play?" his father's face sank, and he walked away angrily.

Twelve years old.

Leng Mo broke through the grandmaster, and several masters at home praised him, but his father, only he did not praise his performance in a word, just treated him coldly.

Eighteen years old.

Leng Mo closed his door and practiced hard day and night, and finally broke through the high-level grandmaster with all his strength, and when the Leng family's family learned of this, they all praised Leng Mo as a rare martial arts genius in the Qin and Tang Empires.

But Leng Qianqiu did not show any attitude in public, only on Leng Mo's eighteenth birthday, he gave him this Qingshuang Sword as a gift, and in the following years, the commander of the city defense army rarely went home again.

The reason why Leng Mo participated in this Heavenly Mandate Hunting Competition, and even went to Songlin County, Chencang County to participate in the selection competition after defeating, was to let that person see his current strength in this national arena!

Leng Qianqiu, you wait, I will definitely stand at the top of the national hunting competition and let you see my strength!

Swish!

Leng Mo's eyes suddenly erupted with a cold ice essence, and the green frost sword instantly erupted with a terrifying burst of ice blue light, dazzling and amazingly sharp, stabbing straight towards the opposite side.

Yu Chi Tiande snorted coldly, his whole body was surging, and he directly pulled out two golden swords to meet him, and swept away, directly detonating the sword light that stabbed him.

In mid-air, countless ice fragments with Ling Yan sword intent fell in the golden mang, like a mysterious and wonderful spectacle, which made the audience sigh in amazement.

But before anyone could evaluate the explosive power of the move just now, they heard a sudden bang.

The Blue Frost Sword and the Golden Twin Hammers collided fiercely!

The soldiers resonated, the terrifying impact shook thousands of miles, and the momentum was deafening!

This battle is the pinnacle of the hunting competition so far, Leng Mo's long sword in his hand is constantly waving, it seems to be an ice edge agitated, extremely sharp, and it is like an upside-down glacier, and the frost fills half of the sky.

The icy cold meaning permeated the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Platform, as if people fell into an ice cave.

Look at that Wei Chi Tiande's whole body is like golden light, and under the dazzling sun, thousands of ice and snow melt in an instant.

In just a dozen moves, I only heard a loud bang in the sun-like light, and the incomparably sharp Qingshuang Sword was shocked back by the golden double hammer, and that Leng Mo flew several meters upside down from the light.

It was at this time.

On the referee's bench.

A person came from the military generals of the Qin and Tang Dynasties, although he was not wearing a military uniform, but Zhang Meng immediately got up after seeing him and saluted respectfully.

"Lord Archon ......"

The person who came looked like frost, looked serious, waved his hand to signal everyone to keep quiet, and then stood silently, watching the wonderful battle in the ring.

After the loud bang, the two figures fell to the ground one after another.

Yu Chi Tiande still had no expression on his face, only a wild battle intent: "Leng Mo, even if you do your best, you still have to lose!"

Before the words fell, there was a bang.

The coercion of the peak grandmaster burst out in an instant, and two golden divine lights shot out from the twin gongs, like a swift lightning, and the momentum of the violent explosion covered like a storm and a frenzy, and no one could stop it!

It's a half-step Xuanqi!

"Yu Chi Tiande has entered the half-step Xuan Dao!"

The audience burst into exclamations.

Leng Mo felt the momentum pressed down on him, and the whole person seemed to be smashed down by endless mud and stones, and he was so heavy that he couldn't move his steps at that moment. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!