"What if I can block your punch?" Hou Jingfeng sneered, he didn't believe that he couldn't even block Mo Wen's punch.

"What do you say?" Mo Wen smiled, this Hou Jingfeng would actually make conditions with him.

"If I can block your punch, give me that black gold puppet of yours." A flash of greed flashed in Hou Jingfeng's eyes.

"How daring."

Mo Wen smiled, this Hou Jingfeng was actually coveting his black gold puppet, and his ambition was not small. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "What if you fail?" What do you have that is worth a puppet? ”

"If I fail, pay it back with my life." Hou Jingfeng didn't believe that he would fail at all.

"Your life is too cheap to be worth a puppet." Mo Wen smiled.

"You ......"

Hou Jingfeng's face distorted, Mo Wen was crazy, and he dared to insult him in front of him.

"Don't you dare?" Hou Jingfeng took a deep breath, forcibly calmed himself down, and looked at Mo Wen with a vicious gaze. If Mo Wen dared to insult him like this, he would have taken action a long time ago. But now, he has a mind about Mo Wen's black and gold puppet, and he must be calm at this time.

Maybe he won the bet, and Mo Wen might not give him the black gold puppet, but there was Ming Hall behind him, and with this bet, Ming Hall would be able to justifiably snatch Mo Wen's puppet in the future.

"Be smart."

Mo Wen smiled contemptuously, Hou Jingfeng's thoughts, he naturally knew it. At this time, he didn't say much, or he was not interested in talking nonsense with Hou Jingfeng at all. His figure flashed, and the person appeared in front of Hou Jingfeng.

A light breeze blew, Mo Wen's figure distorted like a wind shadow, even Hou Jingfeng didn't react, why did he suddenly appear in front of him, there was no sign at all.

A terrifying aura spread, and there seemed to be thunder and lightning jumping in the void.

The next moment, Hou Jingfeng's figure flew out upside down. Don't talk about blocking Mo Wen's punch. He didn't have a chance to block it at all.

Poof!

Hou Jingfeng fell to the ground, struggled for a while, but didn't get up. His face was pale, his anger was like a gossamer, and he was obviously injured very badly.

In normal times, Hou Jingfeng would not have been defeated so badly, but in this space, his strength was limited, so that he could only exert his cultivation in the middle stage of Jindan. Under normal circumstances, Mo Wen would be able to win Hou Fengfeng. I'm afraid it won't be that easy.

Compared with Bu Xingyi, Hou Jingfeng was naturally far behind, and he almost completely lost his combat effectiveness after withstanding Mo Wen's Lei Yao method.

On the other side, the warriors of the Golden Dragon Sect and the warriors of the Ming Hall fought together, because all the warriors of the Golden Dragon Sect gathered over, and only some of the warriors of the Ming Hall were here, and the second Taishang Elder Wang Changhan of the Ming Hall was not there, so it was the Golden Dragon Sect that had the upper hand.

"People of the Golden Dragon Sect. The old man is inseparable from you. ”

Bu Xingyi and Grandma Jinhua fought together, but because he was injured in Mo Wen's hands before, where would he be Grandma Jinhua's opponent at this time, and he was unbearable as soon as he fought.

Mo Wen slowly walked in front of Hou Jingfeng. Lowering his head, he said condescendingly: "I don't bet with you, it's not that I don't dare to bet, but you are not qualified to bet with me." ”

Hou Jingfeng clenched his teeth. His fists were clenched, and the sense of humiliation made him want to kill himself immediately. Since he was a child, he has always been regarded as a peerless genius. Everywhere you go, there are people who have been insulted like this.

"Even if you don't gamble, I can take your life at any time."

Mo Wen smiled coldly, slowly stretched out a hand, and a golden light condensed from his hand, turning into a sharp blade, and a terrifying aura emanated from it, which was definitely enough to kill Hou Jingfeng with one blow.

"You dare to ...... Kill me......"

Hou Jingfeng looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, he didn't expect that this young man would kill him in public. He is a member of the Ming Palace, and he is also the chief disciple of the Ming Palace. To the outside world, he was the first person among all the young disciples of the Ming Palace, and even if his status could not be compared with the Supreme Elder, he was still much higher than the ordinary elders.

Among the four secret realms, there are really not many people who dare to kill him in public.

"No...... Don't kill me, don't ......"

Hou Jingfeng was finally scared, from Mo Wen's eyes, he knew that Mo Wen was definitely not scaring him, and he would definitely dare to kill him in front of everyone.

Around, the martial artists who were watching also looked at Mo Wen in surprise, all guessing what the identity of this young man was, and he actually dared to kill the chief disciple of the Ming Hall in public. Hou Jingfeng is a person who has the qualifications to become a generation of martial arts sects, whoever kills him is not equivalent to killing the future Supreme Elder of the Ming Palace, or even the hall master.

If you are from an ordinary sect, you would never dare to do such a thing.

In the martial arts world, it is not uncommon for large sects to force some small sects to die, in addition to their own abilities, many times, it depends on a person's background.

Mo Wen smiled lightly, and then waved his hand to cut down, Mingdian is destined to become his great enemy, kill a Hou Jingfeng now, and there will be one less hidden danger in the future.

"Who dares to kill the people of my Ming Palace."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, a gray shadow flashed, and it appeared in front of Mo Wen in an instant, shattering his golden blade.

Not far away, the figure flashed, and an old man in blue rushed over, this person was tall and thin, with clear bones, a pair of eyes exuding a terrifying light, and there was a majesty invisibly, which was definitely a temperament that could only be cultivated by a person who had been in a high position for a long time.

"Wang Changhan, this old man is here......"

"The second elder of the Ming Palace, it is said that his cultivation is much higher than that of the cloth, even if the Golden Flower Grandma of the Golden Dragon Sect faces him, he may not be able to win him."

"A few more warriors from the Ming Palace have rushed over there, and there is a good show to watch now."

"There are more than ten people in the Ming Hall this time, which is far more than the people of the Golden Dragon Sect."

……

I saw that in an instant, seven or eight more warriors appeared, all of whom were wearing the costumes of the Ming Palace.

Mo Wen frowned slightly, the Ming Hall was full of people and powerful, and in just a short time, more than ten people gathered over.

"Grandma Jinhua, why are you doing it with the people of my Ming Palace, do you want to be an enemy of my Ming Palace, retreat quickly, I can not blame the past."

Wang Changhan glanced around, and then looked at Grandma Jinhua.

"You people in the Ming Hall are shameless, what should you say about the VIPs who besieged my Golden Dragon Sect?"

At this time, the people on both sides had stopped and confronted each other, because the appearance of Wang Changhan had broken the balance.

"No matter who is right or wrong in this matter, I hope to stop immediately, we human warriors have come together this time, for the sake of the spiritual fire, for the treasures in the Douling Spirit Tower, not for the nest fighting. I think of this, Grandma Jinhua, you don't have an opinion, right? ”

Wang Changhan's eyes flashed, and then he lowered his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You people in the Ming Hall don't bully others, so naturally there is nothing to do......"

Before Grandma Jinhua's words could speak, suddenly the world changed greatly, and the whole sky suddenly darkened, and almost at the same time, everyone felt a palpitation, and constantly poured out fear and uneasiness. It seemed that above the nine heavens, there was a lord of heaven and earth looking down on them.

Clouds covered the whole world, thunder rolled in the clouds, roared across the vast land, and rain fell from the sky, instantly making the whole world hazy.

Suddenly, everyone felt that a will like heavenly power fell from the sky, covering everyone in an instant.

In everyone's mind, there is an extra voice at the same time.

That voice came from Taling!

Mo Wen closed his eyes tightly, his body trembled slightly, and under that supreme will, his spiritual consciousness almost collapsed. One by one, information appeared in his mind that he could not stop and choose at all.

"This space is actually ......"

Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and in just a moment's work, he learned a bit about this space from Ta Ling.

In other words, a qiē is a death game arranged by Taling.

Why do you say Game of Death? Because if they don't make it out of this space alive, they're going to die here.

The clouds in the sky were getting denser and the thunder was getting louder.

In the rain curtain, all the human warriors saw figures of different shapes appear strangely around, and those figures seemed to appear out of thin air, appearing around without warning.

On the plains, in the ruins, on the hills, in the ruined cities, all those figures, densely packed, innumerable.

Some of those figures are strong, some are weak, and they are strong enough to be comparable to a generation of martial arts sects, but the weak ones are not even comparable to the martial artists of the Baodan realm.

"Transfiguration Beast."

Mo Wen had a noun in his heart.

The beasts of illusion are the nouns of the tower spirits of the Douling Tower, and their appearance is no different from that of demon beasts, and their combat effectiveness is not inferior to that of demon beasts. But they are not real beings, but the illusionary things created by this world, because they are not real beings, so they can only be called illusion beasts.

But the combat power of these transfiguration beasts is not under the demon beasts at all, if they die in their hands, it will be completely dead.

Mo Wen recalled the rules of this world and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He now believes that the tower spirit in this Douling Tower definitely has a high level of wisdom and independent thinking, which is no different from an intelligent life.

Because this death game set up by Taling is related to that spiritual fire, and the purpose of all human warriors coming here.

Moreover, the reason why this space suppresses the cultivation of human warriors is also the rule arranged by Ta Ling.

Human warriors can only have the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan at the beginning, but living in this space, they can kill the transformation beast through guò, and constantly lift the ban on their own cultivation, when the transformation beast killed is enough, their own cultivation can be completely restored.

Moreover, martial artists who are not cultivated enough can improve their cultivation by killing the illusion beasts of this world, and theoretically speaking, as long as you kill enough illusion beasts, this world can raise your cultivation to the height of a generation of martial arts. (To be continued......)