Everything happened so fast.

As soon as the cultivators who had been watching the battle around had just been relieved by the aura inspired by Ye Zhangmen, the sky had darkened again, and no one knew what had happened during this period.

The stars that fell from thousands of miles away did not make it to the field, and they disappeared into the vast night again, never to be seen again.

Immediately afterward, a continuous drizzle suddenly fell in the air.

The rain dripped onto the ground, splashing half an inch and dripping into people's clothes, bringing a chill to the bone.

For a while, the entire sky above Sunset Valley was covered by a thick layer of fog, and the sky was full of water vapor covering the entire valley, as if to completely isolate this place from the outside world.

When people raised their heads again and looked at the top of the battle platform, they only saw a cluster of cyan light burning, and a phantom figure like a man and a dragon standing in the center of the battle platform, overlooking all beings.

As for Mo Yuan, he completely disappeared into this fog, and he didn't know whether he fell to the ground or was knocked off the stage.

Except for Mo Yuan and Murong Wangui, there were only two people present who were closest to the location of the incident, and they were the only ones who could see what was happening in the scene.

One is the old valley owner of Sunset Valley, Hong Xiangnan.

There is another one, Xia Sheng.

At this time, Xia Sheng was standing on the side of the stage, and six tenacious poor mulberry branches rose from behind him, like a cold gun, pointing directly at Murong in the field.

He was still a step too late.

failed to save Mo Yuan with Poor Sang.

Just before that, he saw with his own eyes a violent waterfall slam on the top of Mo Yuan's head, and then, Mo Yuan disappeared into the field, as if he had been completely melted by the brilliant splash.

As for Murong's late return, under the illumination of cyan aura. Although his face looked a little pale, he was not hurt by the anger of the stars, and his eyes were still calm at this time, but he subconsciously rubbed the fingers of his left hand, and re-grasped the folding fan in his right hand.

Followed by. In the puddle at his feet, four lotus petals suddenly rose, one each in the east, west, north and south, firmly enveloping his whole person, exuding a faint but decisive momentum.

One of the red lotus petals suddenly swept towards Murong Wangui's chest with a thunderous momentum, and slammed into him fiercely.

At the same time, Ji Meng, who was guarding Murong's late return, did not react at all, still looking up at the majestic dragon head and looking up at the dark night sky. It was as if they were facing each other against the nine stars thousands of miles away.

Such a strange scene is like ...... Ji Meng completely lost contact with Murong Wangui!

But Murong was half flustered when he returned in the evening, he just pinched the folding fan in his hand and gently greeted the decisive lotus petal.

"Sneer......"

An incomparably piercing roar scorched, like the collision of ice and snow and molten lava, the tearing of light and darkness.

Immediately after, the lotus petal was smashed into pieces, splitting into countless dark red crystals. Scattered and scattered, the spirit array that enveloped Murong's late return was broken.

Ji Meng slowly turned around. With a gaze completely devoid of human emotion, he cast his gaze towards the mist on Murong Wangui's left side.

There, a small hole the size of a pinhole suddenly appeared, and a cyclone galloped from it, and in an instant, it came half an inch in front of Murong Wangui's body!

Qi Feiye in the top 16 battle was disturbed by this arrow, and then fell on the field.

But Murong is not Qi Feiye.

Because he is the Spirit Emperor, and Qi Feiye is just the Spirit King.

is also because his physical body has been tempered and strengthened by secret methods. And Qi Feiye did not.

So next, a shocking scene happened.

Murong Wangui stretched out his left hand, which seemed to be wrapped in a dense stream of water vapor, but he didn't know if it was the Soul Melting Technique from the Stygian Mist Beast or the Winged Frog.

He looked cautious and reached out three fingers, then pinched an unseen light.

The speed of light is extremely fast. And Murong Wangui's action was extremely slow, but in the last half inch, he grabbed the murderous streamer, the contrast between the speeds looked extremely uncomfortable to others, and even seemed to have a distorted sense of time and space in front of him, causing the stomach to turn over.

The same streamer, during the round of 16, pierced Qi Feiye's body, but when Murong returned here, he couldn't leave even a single scratch.

Before this battle, Mo Yuan said that he only had a chance to shoot an arrow.

However, this was already the second arrow he had shot, and from a certain point of view, Mo Yuan's battle could be regarded as a complete superordinate, but unfortunately, it was far from enough.

And he never had a chance to shoot the third arrow again.

Because Ji Meng, who was standing in front of Murong Wan's return, had already seen him.

The next moment, Ji Meng suddenly opened his mouth and roared towards where Mo Yuan was.

It wasn't a real dragon, so instead of dragon flames, he spit out thousands of water arrows, intending to pierce Mo Yuan's heart with ten thousand arrows in one fell swoop!

It was at this time that the other three lotus petals that fell at Murong Wangui's feet dissipated on their own, and a slightly regretful voice came from under the battle platform in time.

"I throw in the towel. ”

When the words fell, the water arrow sprayed by Ji Meng disintegrated in the air, not because Murong Wangui had withdrawn, but because the old Gu Lord Hong had made a move.

He is the judge of this competition, and naturally he has to ensure the safety of the opponent's life when one player admits defeat.

Ji Meng used to be a divine beast, but now he is not.

Murong Wangui is very strong, but he is not as strong as a dignified honorable powerhouse.

Therefore, Mo Yuan narrowly survived.

In the eyes of others, Mo Yuan's initiative to admit defeat is inevitably a little embarrassing, but for Xia Sheng, Mo Yuan has already given up his life once.

Before Mo Yuan came on the field, Xia Sheng repeatedly told him that if he was defeated with one arrow, he would not attack again, and immediately give up the victory in this championship battle.

But Mo Yuan didn't do that.

He did his best to launch a surprise attack on Murong Wangui again.

The only regret is that he still lost.

And at a very serious cost.

His natal spiritual weapon, the four-colored lotus, was crushed by Murong Wanguishengsheng, so his realm was also knocked down by Shengsheng!

Now he is still a martial king, but he is not a spirit king anymore, but has retreated to the spirit general realm!

But he was alive after all.

The realm can be cultivated again, but if you lose your life, you will have nothing.

Mo Yuan knew this truth very well, so he did not get hot-headed at the critical moment, nor did he try to fight with his life, but followed Xia Sheng's advice and admitted defeat very shamefully.

After the old valley lord Hong came to the rescue, Mo Yuan appeared from the mist, he came to Xia Sheng a little weakly, and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I still disappointed you." ”

Xia Sheng shook his head: "The other party actually has such a super-grade spirit beast as Ji Meng, and it is indeed beyond my expectations, you played very well in this game, at least exposed all of Murong Wangui's hole cards, and the next team battle will be handed over to me." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to lead the crowd to encircle and suppress the Heavenly Star Academy!" (To be continued.) )