The Lu Que clan retreated, but there was no look of frustration in the young man's eyes, but a dark smile appeared, as if their goal had been achieved.

Next on the field are the players of the Tiger Clan.

When they arrived at the center, they did not talk nonsense with the people of the Zhantan tribe, but collectively roared and rushed over, they wanted to tear apart the myth of the undefeated Zhantan tribe head-on.

At this point, everyone's focus was on this fierce battle.

Their battle was very fierce, although they were bare-handed, but the violent Xuan Qi showed that it was more terrifying than any weapon.

The entire martial arts training ground was banging endlessly, shouting and shouting, and the tiger roared loudly.

The hatred between the races began with these people, and officially began a fierce battle, where everyone fought to the death, and did everything to kill their opponents.

King Zhan Tan's gaze scanned the audience intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't know what he was concerned about, and he seemed to be a little careful, and he didn't pay much attention to the game in front of him.

Mo Wuxian wanted to slip away quietly, but he was helpless.

"It seems that only by letting them fight and create chaos can they fish in troubled waters!"

He smiled wickedly, looking very charming.

Number four, before they came to the martial arts training ground, they had already released the Divine Tomb. At this time, in an alley on the periphery of the martial arts training ground, if you are not a master, you will not be able to discover his existence at all.

After receiving Mo Wuxie's order, No. 4's demonic eyes suddenly became even more blood-red, and then a ghost appeared in the sky above the martial arts training ground.

At the time when No. 4 moved, King Zhantan looked in the direction where No. 4 was, revealing a look of doubt. When No. 4 appeared in the sky above the martial arts training ground, he finally showed a shocked look.

Of course, he sensed a terrifying aura, which was several times more powerful than him.

No. 4 was above the martial arts training ground, slowly drew out the magic sword, and then slashed down with a sword below.

The Scythe of Death reappeared, and fell with a terrifying roar.

The appearance of No. 4 was too sudden, and people with low cultivation naturally couldn't find it, and they were all stunned when they found out. When this sword was struck, there was a sudden call of death, which made them feel the drift of their souls, as if they were about to leave their minds and fly out of the unknown world.

Boom Boom - The death scythe slashed on the martial arts training ground, and the blade of the sickle pecked at the center of the martial arts training ground, and immediately lifted the people on both sides of the competition away.

The Death Scythe blasted the martial arts training ground into a huge pit, and within this pit, everything would cease to exist and be reduced to ashes.

A thick black suddenly magnified at the bottom of the pit, and a ring of light shot out. Suddenly, the stone bricks flew up and shot out in all directions.

There were a total of forty people participating in the race, and at this time, only eight people were left standing on the edge of the pit, and the others were all ashes at the bottom of the pit. The eight of them were stunned, their heads blank, and they watched Hei Lang rush out without the slightest sense of evasion.

Perhaps, in the face of this kind of energy, their cultivation of the Martial Emperor and Martial King is just a joke.

Hula!

The eight people were swept into the black air like a boat on the sea. With the furious onslaught of this blow, their bodies rolled over, and they were gradually disintegrated by the furious energy and disappeared without a trace!

The black wave ejected out of the circle, destroying the building, and finally invading the crowd like a flood, and everyone was thrown into the air and crushed.

The qi gradually weakened, and after the last slump, a gust of hot wind was formed and dispersed.

The entire martial arts training ground has become a ruin at this time, and the corpses are all over the field, which is unbearable.

Especially the people on the periphery, because the amount of black qi is small, therefore, it only cripples them, some of them are missing arms, some are missing thighs, in short, the miserable snort fills the space.

This kind of energy is only the most terrifying at the central point, and the more it spreads, the weaker the energy becomes.

Mo Wuxie, these Martial Saint powerhouses were not moved at all, and the energy fluctuations only blew their clothes rustling.

King Zhantan's eyes were finally bloodshot. His mind had already told him that this bastard in front of him was the culprit who was messing up Zhantan City.

Although he was afraid of the strange people in front of him, as the lord of a city, the lord of a clan, and the lord of a state, he could not afford him to retreat!

"All the warriors of Zhantan City, attack Lao Tzu!"

His words are to let the warriors of Zhantan follow one another.

As a result, the Eight Capable People appeared collectively, the twelve elders came out together, and even the old guys of the older generation of the Zhantan tribe surrounded them from all directions.

King Zhantan stood in the wind, his eyes were like lightning, and the purple light on his body continued to shine, and he also rushed over!

The strength of the fourth is undoubted, and there is no pain, and it is extremely durable, the magic sword in his hand is constantly opening and closing, and every time he strikes, he can cut off one person, or even two people.

However, there are too many enemies, three layers inside and three layers outside, at least fifty. The battle is unparalleled, who can be so awesome?

In just a moment, the leather on No. 4's body was cut by sword qi one after another, revealing his dry body, and he was injured by sword qi one after another, and his flesh was cut into small gaps one by one......

Dongfang Broad stood up and said, "Senior brother, should we help the Zhantan clan?"

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "If they can't take this person with so many masters, I think it's just superfluous for us to join." This place should not be stayed for long, let's go!"

He took the lead, and the others hesitated and followed him.

On the contrary, Jiang Li, who was very arrogant, was about to try, but was pulled by Jiang Yong, Jiang Yong is a very smart person, and said: "If they can't even deal with such a person, then they don't deserve the title of royal family!"

Returning to the guest room of the Little Prince's Mansion, Mo Wuxian asked everyone to go back to the room to practice, no one was allowed to be in the mood to watch the excitement, curiosity kills people, everyone understands, and can't help but admire Mo Wuxie's decisiveness even more.

The reason why Mo Wuxian did this naturally had his intentions.

He returned to his room, summoned Five, put a purple garment on him, and then removed his mask and put it on him.

He smiled wickedly and said, "This disguise is really amazing, who can have evidence that I stole something? Remember, whoever comes, you can't open your eyes or speak!"

After speaking, he walked out of the room, quietly left the little prince's mansion, and walked towards the secret room where the cannon was hidden.

No. 4 attracted all the masters of the Zhantan tribe, and naturally, no one would find out what he wanted to do with his cultivation.

Entering the secret room where the red-coated cannon had been placed again, he searched everywhere in this wide underground.

But to his disappointment, this is a cube space, the surrounding stone walls are smooth, and you can see the edge at a glance, there can be no treasure at all.

Where the hell is the core?

Could it be that there is a mechanism here? He thought that when the little prince came in, he twisted his hand, and the stone wall that looked intact turned around, so he couldn't help but think the same way at this time.

So, he put his ear to the wall and kept tapping his fingers to see if there was anything different.

As the thump continued, Mo Wuxian was just as he was losing patience when an empty response suddenly came from under his fingers.

He was overjoyed, knowing that there was definitely something good here!