On the stone field, there was a violent burning breath, and Wu Yunwolf's body was already swept by a small storm full of fire snakes, the wind roared, and there was no gap between the roars of the flames. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His cold gaze pierced through the space, firmly locking on the thin white robe, intending to kill it as quickly as possible.

The sword shadow condensed by countless gangfeng was gradually condensing, seven zhang long, standing in the void, the scarlet shadow hissed and rolled, the earth trembled, and even the hard rock was shattered by the scorching gangqi.

The trembling sword shadow pointed to the white robe on the opposite side, and the terrifying fluctuations were enough to shake the faces of all the clansmen around them.

In contrast, Wu Moxie's thin figure is like a lonely boat in the ocean, isolated and helpless, as small as an ant.

All eyes were focused, but in the astonished gaze, they found that from behind Wu Moxie, a pitch-black phantom gradually emerged, condensing into a ten-zhang statue of King Kong.

King Kong seems to have a thousand arms stretched out, the sky trembles, each holding the Dharma instrument hums, under the chanting of the Buddha's voice, the fierce and angry eyes look directly, which is daunting.

The huge shadow of King Kong moved slowly, revealing a vast momentum in every move, as if a god had descended, and every time the magic weapon touched the void, it caused the void to shatter.

The seven-zhang sword shadow and the ten-zhang diamond shadow are far away from each other, and they are actually invisible and constituent courts.

"What's that?!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they looked at the thousand-armed Vajra Shadow in disbelief, not knowing what it was, let alone why, when they looked at the Vajra Shadow, a trace of kneeling rose in their hearts.

Wu Yunwolf's face was ugly when he saw this, he really wondered why Wu Moxie's strange moves were endless, from the soul without a family to the current level of the mixed yuan realm, not only that, but also relied on various powerful soul methods to resist his own wave of attacks.

He suddenly regretted a little, if he had taken the initiative to stand up in the Heavenly Lotus Valley, maybe it would be himself who got these creations against the sky!

But what Wu Yunwolf didn't know was what kind of life and death process was behind these creations against the sky.

On the other side, due to the ginseng doll casting the Bodha Mudra in its body, the only remaining soul power was drained, and Wu Moxie's chest was filled with heartache, causing blood to ooze from between his teeth, but he was laughing heartily, and his whole body swept up, with endless phantoms whistling in one palm.

This time, the Vajra Shadow was more condensed than the previous one, and even against the sword shadow that was comparable to the Soul Fusion Realm, it was not too much.

"Humph!"

Wu Yunwolf snorted coldly, and a blazing white gas shot out from his eyebrows, manipulating the sword shadow, tearing the air away, and slashing down suddenly!

"Bang!"

The shadow of the sword slashed, a thousand hands rushed, and the moment it touched between the two, the roar shook the sky.

The air waves generated by the impact of energy swelled, causing the stone slabs under the stone field to shatter one after another, and under the flying powder, the thousands of clansmen who were watching the battle had to retreat because of this, and they were embarrassed one by one, and some unlucky clansmen were even overturned by the fierce qi waves.

Although Wu Moxie seemed to have the pain of turning mountains and seas in his body, it did not affect the surging battle intent in his eyes, a touch of fanaticism climbed into his eyes, and the palm print in his hand was aggravated by one point!

The sound of bombardment continued, and the shadow of the slashing knife also trembled, and the impact of the wind also collapsed.

"Hmph, no matter how big the cultivation is, the difference in strength between the seventh layer and the first layer will never be made up by the cultivation!"

The strong wind blew Wu Yunwolf's robe agitated, and under the flying of the belt, between his sharp vision, the phantom roared wantonly, and more white qi was injected into the sword shadow, condensing it.

"Break it for me!"

Wu Moxie's body shook violently, trembling wildly, but his steps did not retreat a single point, his palms were stained red with blood, but he had no intention of giving up.

Even if you lose, you can't go back!

The phantom of a thousand hands fell overwhelmingly, striking the behemoth sword shadow, like King Kong being angry, emitting a monstrous momentum. Every violent impact caused the aura of this heaven and earth to be disordered and violent.

The two of them did their best, and the power caused even spread far beyond the stone field, and the majestic treasure pavilion not far away was also crushed by a few winds at this moment, countless tiles flew up, and the windows were also overwhelmed and broken.

The wind is howling, the black clouds are oppressing, and the situation has loomed into an uncontrollable situation.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Make a move, if you don't make a move, the Tibetan attic will be destroyed by these two juniors. The second elder patted Wu Kui, who was still frozen in place, and flashed out and headed towards the battlefield, behind him, the third elder followed closely.

Wu Kui was stunned, and then scolded softly: "Who told me not to act rashly just now?"

Immediately, he also rushed out.

In the midst of the raging storm of the entire Gangfeng, three figures suddenly appeared, and the cultivation of the Soul Melting Realm broke out separately, like a thunderclap, and the storm was suppressed with majestic soul power.

The huge rebound force caused Wu Moxie and Wu Yunwolf to vomit blood and shoot out, and they were caught by Wu Kui and the second elder.

Both of them were unconscious, but although Wu Moxie's injuries did not seem to be serious, his heartbeat was extremely weak, and he was already in a critical situation.

"Soul power depleted?"

As soon as he took a handful of pulses, the second elder frowned suddenly, shook his head again, and said, "No, it's the soul power that has been squeezed dry, what kind of soul method is this kid performing......"

However, what was even more confusing was that although Wu Moxie's aura was weak, the injuries on his body were healing at an alarming speed, which had to surprise the second elder.

"Send them to the Medicine Pavilion. Wu Kui looked at the mess all over the ground helplessly, and sighed.

As the curtain of battle fell, the clansmen gathered again, and the black crowd was crowded, and the uproar did not stop, and they looked excited, as if they were arguing about something.

"It's all gone. Wu Kui shook his sleeves at the clansmen and said.

But the crowd did not disperse because of Wu Kui's words, but the noise became louder, and no one was willing to leave.

"What's the matter, my patriarch's words are getting worse and worse, aren't they?" Wu Kui rubbed his swollen Heavenly Spirit and said angrily.

"Patriarch, I just want to know who won the first place, Wu Yunwolf or Mo Ye's kid?"

"yes! If you don't even know this, what's the point of this competition?!"

Wu Kui was dumbfounded for a while, but he fell into silence.

To be honest, he didn't know who would be the winner if this battle could reach the end, although from the bright side, Wu Yunwolf's cultivation at the peak of the seventh layer of the Yuan Realm would definitely win, but Wu Moxie was only slightly inferior from beginning to end, and it was really impossible to say who would win and who would lose.

Wu Kui looked around at everyone and finally spoke slowly.

"Two juniors, tied for first place. ”

The people were in an uproar again.

"From now on, the two of them will be my Leng Zhuzuka Tianjiao!"