On the stone field, the atmosphere was extremely strange, and all the clansmen held their breath and watched the scene on the stage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Huaitian was sweating profusely, and he stabbed out with a shot, but he couldn't save it.

The cold spear head was blocked by an ice-blue Xuanshui shield, and the ripples slowly dispersed, and the only thing that appeared was a few wisps of fresh wind.

Wu Moxie's face was covered by the Xuanshui Shield, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

"Ahhh

The angry shouts were full of his master's unwillingness, and the soul power in Wu Huaitian's body exploded and condensed at the tip of the gun, just to prove that he was no longer the teenager who could be ravaged at will back then.

"It's useless. Wu Moxie shook his head and blocked the ushering spear again.

But immediately, he felt a sudden coldness behind him, and suddenly frowned, and turned his head to look.

I saw a half-foot-tall little monkey leaping above the void, and at the same time as the sound of hissing resounded, it spit out two wind blades condensed by Gangfeng, and struck at his head.

"Gibbon ape?"

Wu Moxie stretched out his arms, his hands condensed into a layer of water curtain, and after smashing the two whistling wind blades, the whole person suddenly turned into an afterimage, and the next moment, he had already grabbed the neck of the little monkey in mid-air, making it unable to move.

The little monkey struggled desperately in Wu Moxie's hands, his little face was overflowing with horror, and the two monkey claws wanted to pull away the hand that was holding his neck, but unfortunately it had no effect.

"Don't kill it, I'll throw in the towel!"

Wu Huaitian fell to the ground with a thud, and the flower gun fell to the ground, his eyes showing a pleading look.

This wind ape is the first combat spirit demon he summoned, if it grows up, it will definitely have good combat power, but as long as Wu Moxie's hand is tighter, then this little wind ape will not survive.

Wu Moxie raised his eyebrows, and then let go of the little monkey in his hand.

The little wind ape jumped up and down and returned to Wu Huaitian's shoulder, his little face showing sad emotions.

Don't kill him?

Wu Moxie showed a wry smile, does labor and management look like a murderous maniac?

"Wu Moxie, win!"

Nodding slightly towards Wu Huaitian, who was sitting on the ground, Wu Moxie turned around and walked off the stage.

"Why...... I have broken through the Chaos Yuan Realm, but I am still easily defeated by his men......" Wu Huaitian kept his head down and muttered in a low voice as he stepped down.

"However, he was able to defeat me before he cultivated, and now that we are the same cultivators, he can easily crush me......" Wu Huaitian had bitterness on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, as if he realized something, he raised his head suddenly, and looked at Wu Moxie, with a stunned face.

"Wait! He didn't even summon the spirit demon before, and it only took two moves to let me know that I was invincible! In this way, maybe Wu Moxie can really defeat Brother Yun Wolf! Alas...... What a monster, this kind of monster is no longer measurable by class. ”

The people of Yigan were in an uproar, and they didn't expect this scene.

Some of them had speculated that Wu Moxie might win, but they didn't expect this victory to be so clean and neat, which stunned many people. After all, according to common sense, even if there is a difference in strength between fellow initiates, it will not be so big.

"Wu Moxie, this kid, is it really just the first layer of the Mixed Yuan Realm?"

"I don't know, there are too many mysteries on him, and he is not at all like the little fat man who ran around in Moyun Mountain before. ”

"Yes, I don't know what happened when he went to Tianlian Valley, and when he came back, he smelled of blood. ”

In the crowd of discussions, a conspicuous red dress stood, his eyes like autumn water widened, and his pretty face revealed endless complexity.

Aya's second sister, Wu Aya.

Looking at the white-robed figure standing like a pine on the stage, Wu Aya bit her lip, grabbed the corner of her shirt tightly, and couldn't say a word.

For Wu Moxie's easy victory, Wu Yunwolf was even more powerful all the way, and even, his next two opponents even had poor courage to fight, so they directly admitted defeat.

Therefore, in the final battle of the next, it is logical that only Wu Yunwolf and Wu Moxie are left.

At this moment, under the dome, there is already twilight draped, and layers of streamers are stacked, like a light veil.

It was approaching dusk, but none of the clansmen chose to leave, and they all stayed to see the final battle.

Although all the clansmen thought that Wu Yunwolf was the final victor, which would not be wrong, it did not affect their appreciation of the last battle between the junior leaders.

On the stage, the two looked at each other from a distance, but when their eyes touched, a strong smell of gunpowder had spread in it.

Wu Yunwolf stroked the golden crow on his shoulder, and his handsome face could not show the importance of this battle, as if it was just a routine.

one, showing the majesty of his king.

He is going to use an absolutely crushing victory to make this ant who dares to provoke him lose his self-confidence.

The rui feather on the golden crow's body spread out, dazzling like golden water casting, and suddenly, there was a demonic power that belonged to the emperor's soul that came out, as if all the living beings around him surrendered.

This golden crow is already the same cultivation as Wu Yunwolf, the peak of the seventh layer of the Mixed Yuan Realm.

Wu Yunwolf looked at the white-robed young man not far away, a little surprised by the latter's composure, or did Wu Moxie really have the confidence to fight against himself?

No way......

Wu Yunwolf smiled contemptuously, he wanted to defeat Wu Moxie with absolute strength, so that the latter understood that he, Wu Yunwolf, was still the pride of this family, and no one could shake it.

"Cloud wolf, according to the regulations, the golden crow can't play. Wu Kui frowned slightly, and reminded softly at the end: "Wu Moxie is also a member of my Leng Zhu Mozun's clan, don't kill him." ”

"I know. ”

Wu Yunwolf nodded, raised his hand and let Jin Wu fly up the eaves.

"Clan brother, as a clan brother, I naturally won't bully the small with the big, in this way, I allow you to drive your first spirit demon, how about it?" Wu Yunwolf smiled lightly.

"No, I don't. Wu Moxie shook his head, pointed to the back, and Sha Yue also walked slowly and sat down.

"That's what you said. Wu Yunwolf smiled unabated.

"I said it. ”

Wu Moxie slowly put on a posture, nodded to the patriarch Wu Kui, and Wu Kui immediately announced the start of the competition.

"Boom!"

Before the patriarch's order fell, Wu Yunwolf stepped out, and his whole body cultivation burst out, and a trace of violent fire aura erupted from his body, and from a distance, it had already been derived into a sea of fire and spread.

Suddenly, the hot flames had caused the air around him to stir, and the stone field under his feet was also red.

The roar rolled in, it was a wave similar to flapping wings, as if suddenly, two blood-red tentacles poked out of the sea of fire, and the piercing hiss seemed to be able to stimulate the fire, but in a moment, the sea of fire was already approaching the sidelines, like a monstrous sky.

In the midst of the flames, a grasshopper with the shape of a newborn calf rushed out, its wings like bats turned red, and its huge compound eyes showed bloody light, which was soul-stirring.

Even the breath of the entire space was eroded, and an indescribable scorching heat rose in it.

Pseudo-Emperor Soul, Blood Bat King!