"Wang Zun, you go, remember that life and death don't matter, kill the people of the Lin family quickly, don't give him a chance to admit defeat." The head of the Wang family commanded to his grandson.

As the challenged party, the Wang family's players were naturally sent by them first, and Wang Zun jumped into the open space between the two families in a very high-profile manner.

"Tianhe, it's your turn, remember that the other party is very likely to kill you, and the other party is a superior Qi cultivation master, I'm afraid there is also the help of the six-grade spirit weapon, don't be careless." The white-bearded old man reminded the Ferris River.

Ferris nodded slightly, in order to be able to observe each other for a while, Ferris not only chose to walk over, but also walked slowly.

"Walking so slowly, are you a tortoise?" Wang Zun urged.

Through Wang Zun's fanatical eyes, Mo Tianhe can be sure that the other party has a strong desire for battle.

It's a fierce rival.

"My name is Ferris River." Ferris River introduced.

Wang Zun snorted coldly, "Want to know my name?" I'll talk about winning first. ”

There was no temptation between the two, Wang Zun directly took out a crescent-shaped five-grade spiritual weapon, "This sword is called Zhanmang, eat my sword!" ”

Wang Zun did not wait for Motianhe to prepare for battle, but chose to strike first, which made the Lin family feel dissatisfied.

This is a game, and this Wang Zun doesn't do pre-war etiquette, but even takes advantage of the Ferris River to salute directly.

Mo Tianhe has been paying close attention to Wang Zun, and Wang Zun's sudden attack did not make Mo Tianhe panic.

With a lift of his right arm, a strange armor of fire appeared.

Motianhe gasped, his right arm felt as if it had been crushed by a mountain, and his feet were pressed into the solid ground.

At this time, the white-bearded old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he was warling? Isn't that the spiritual weapon of the head of the Wang family?

The white-bearded old man turned his head to look at the head of the Wang family, at this time he looked at the two fighting with a smile, perhaps feeling the sight of the white-bearded old man, and turned his head to look back, with a wicked smile on his face.

Mo Tianhe endured the severe pain, shook his arm to repel Wang Zun, and quickly took out the six-grade spirit weapon that the Lin family had prepared for him, which was also a spirit sword.

After Wang Zun was repulsed, he quickly adjusted his body and attacked again.

"Bell, bell, bell."

Wang Zun's series of attacks were blocked by the Ferris River.

Mo Tianhe's eyes were staring at Wang Zun, his right arm was numb at this moment, he had to admit that Wang Zun's strength was very great, and it seemed to be a light and fluttering body, but in fact, the power in it was extremely terrifying.

If Motianhe hadn't been strengthened by Xiaohong, he would definitely not be able to fight against Wang Zun for so long.

"That's what makes it interesting." Wang Zun's eyes were full of crazy battle intent, "Duck blood robbery, see blood!" ”

The battle light in Wang Zun's hand flipped over, the blade pointed at him, and the curved tip of the sword pointed at the Ferris River, only to see that the blade was quickly covered with lines similar to blood vessels.

"Taste this!" Wang Zun's figure suddenly disappeared, and a strong wind appeared on the field from time to time, and the speed at which he moved exceeded the capture of his eyes.

"Back!" Xiaohong is a divine beast, how can the capture power of her eyes be comparable to the current Ferris River?

In the face of the five-grade spirit weapon, Mo Tianhe did not dare to despise half a point, and decisively summoned the red giant beast.

The people of the two families looked at each other in the face of the red beast wrapped in flames, and none of the people present could identify what it was.

Ferris River controlled the beast's tail to slash horizontally, and with a crisp sound, the beast's tail collided with the battle mang, Wang Zun split the beast's tail, and turned his hand on the red beast's ass is a cut.

The corners of Motianhe's mouth cracked, and a sharp pain came from his buttocks, and Zhan Mang actually split his own Chilin Fire, leaving a wound on his buttocks.

Although Wang Zun had an advantage in this blow, the whole person was still slightly stunned, this lower-level Qi Cultivation Master could actually see his whereabouts? No, it must have been a coincidental prejudgment.

Then, Wang Zun moved rapidly again.

Motianhe frowned, Wang Zun actually split his own Chilin Fire so easily, was his own Chilin Fire weakened? Or is Wang Zun's strength too strong?

"Left." Xiaohong reminded again.

The Motianhe, who does not believe in evil, directly uses the Red Lin Fire to attack this time.

The red beast's right claw blasted into the air to the left.

Wang Zun's eyes condensed slightly, is this really able to see his own position? One can be said to be a coincidence, but this second time is inevitably a little unspeakable, especially the must-hit appearance of the Ferris River.

Wang Zun's speed was already the limit of his physical body, and his body did not support him to suddenly turn around at such a juncture, so he had no choice but to choose to catch up.

Wang Zun thought to himself: I have the advantage of cultivation, the advantage of spiritual weapons, I will defeat you if I am hard?

The red giant beast raised its claws quickly, and there was a red lin fire behind it.

The two collided, and one by one the red lin fire was blown around.

Motianhe's palm ached, and his right hand was pierced by Wang Zun.

Just as Wang Zun was retreating with a single blow, he suddenly found that his battle mangs were stuck in the claws of the red giant beast.

Seeing that the red lin fire was about to rush to him, Wang Zun decisively let go of the battle and ran away.

The horrible burning sensation frightened him.

Seeing that Wang Zun was about to escape, Motianhe left the ground with his two front paws, and with his intact left paws, he shot out a red linhuo.

Wang Zun's eyes were slightly condensed, his hands were grabbed in the air, the light of the spirit ring on his hand flashed, and two round sledgehammers appeared in his hands, which were a six-grade spirit weapon.

Wang Zun smashed two sledgehammers on the Chilin Fire together, and suddenly, the Chilin Fire turned into several small clumps and scattered around.

Motianhe's eyes were staring at this scene, he couldn't believe it was true, this scene made Xiaohong feel very strange, how could the six-grade spiritual weapon scatter the red lin fire of Motianhe.

The Wang family's face was a little solemn, Wang Zun used the five-grade spirit weapon to take the life of Motianhe until now, and even Zhan Mang was disarmed by Motianhe.

The Lin family's face was a little ugly, this Wang Zun actually had a second spiritual weapon, and it was of the same grade as the spiritual weapon he gave to Motianhe.

The momentum of Wang Zun, who used the sledgehammer, has obviously changed, and the whole person has a sense of heaviness.

Wang Zun jumped into the air, raised the double hammer above his head, and shouted: "Eat my one blow and regret the spirit hammer!" ”

Mo Tianhe relaxed the muscles of his right hand and threw Zhan Mang at his feet, while using the six-grade spiritual weapon given to him by the Lin family.

Motianhe stabbed the heavenly king with his spirit sword, "Demon slaying style." ”

With a bang, the attacks of the two collided together, and a storm composed of heavenly qi dispersed around, and the storm was contaminated by the red lin fire on the ground, and suddenly a burning storm rushed towards the Wang family and the Lin family.

The heads of the Wang family and the Lin family took action at the same time to stop the turmoil.

The eyes of the head of the Wang family condensed slightly, "This fire level is very high, but the power is a little wrong." ”

When everyone could see the two of them again, there was already a big pit on the ground, and there were a lot of traces of burning on the clothes on Wang Zun's body, who was gasping for breath, and the red giant beast conjured up by Motianhe had disappeared, and they had one thing in common, the spiritual weapons in their hands just now were left outside the pit.

"Click." Ferris River pressed the dislocated right arm back.

Wang Zun suddenly laughed and said, "You still lost." ”

The smoke and dust cleared, and Ferris was surprised to find that the battle had returned to Wang Zun's hands again at some point.

"If you die in the hands of the recipient of the Divine Pearl, you will not lose." Wang Zun stabbed with a sword.

Motianhe raised his hands and grabbed Zhan Mang directly, Wang Zun looked disdainful, does a low-level Qi Cultivation Master also want to resist the five-grade spiritual weapon with his body alone?

Wish for the moon.

Suddenly, blood flowed down the elbows of Ferris River to the ground, and his hands were pierced by the battle rays.

The powerful five-grade spirit weapon directly shattered the spirit ring in Mo Tianhe's hand, and the items in the spirit ring fell to the ground.

Wang Zun glanced at the things on the ground, "Greedy for money." ”

Taking advantage of this gap, Mo Tianhe immediately used the Sky Command to evacuate a few meters, and still held the Nine Rank Spirit Weapon that he had snatched from the village at that time.

The action of the Ferris River attracted the dissatisfaction of Wang Zun, "Duck blood robbery, greed for blood!" ”

Wang Zun used the battle mang to slash the blood under the skyscraper river, and the blood on the ground was actually sucked into the sword by the war mang.

Wang Zun instantly appeared on the side of the Ferris River, and he was about to cut it down when he raised his battle.

This time, Motianhe did not have Xiaohong's reminder, so he could only hastily defend himself.

Zhan Mang collided with the Nine Rank Spirit Weapon, and the Nine Rank Spirit Weapon was easily split in half by Zhan Mang like a piece of tofu.

Ferris had no choice but to use his hands to resist again.

"Huh." Wang Zun couldn't help but laugh.

Then, Wang Zun saw a strange scene.

After Mo Tianhe's hands were put together, an empty hand white blade was staged, Wang Zun could feel that Zhan Mang seemed to have touched something that could not be shaken, and he could no longer push forward for half a minute, just as Zhan Mang began to suck blood along the wound on Mo Tianhe's hand, a completely different flame appeared from Mo Tianhe's hand, and the flames surged towards Wang Zun along the blade of Zhan Mang.

I don't know why, at this moment, Wang Zun's whole body was cold, as if this flame was the most terrifying thing in the world.

Wang Zun let go of Zhan Mang once again almost instantly.

"Fire can wrap the spirit weapon for ten breaths, I can only help you get here." Xiaohong's voice was weak and urgent, and then Motianhe couldn't feel Xiaohong's existence, and no matter how Motianhe shouted, he didn't respond at all.

Ferris is concerned about Xiaohong's safety, and he is eager to know Xiaohong's current situation, but he can only defeat Wang Zun quickly.

The qi of Motianhe broke out, and he didn't care about consumption at all, catching up with Wang Zun was a crazy attack, Motianhe's palms were bleeding, and every punch was dripping with blood.

Wang Zun couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Why is this person suddenly so brave?

Completely disregarding his own state, Motianhe constantly launches suicidal attacks like a madman.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Tianhe's left arm was broken by Wang Zun, and Wang Zun's right arm was also broken by Mo Tianhe.

Although Wang Zun likes to fight, under the resources of the Wang family, injuries are rare, and Motianhe's lifeless fighting method is something he has never encountered, including when fighting for the Divine Pearl.

Wang Zun suddenly kicked the Ferris River back, and then Wang Zun quickly moved to Zhan Mang, and his left hand contained the qi of heaven and grabbed Zhan Mang, but Zhan Mang was wrapped in a small red flame, and Wang Zun was persuaded to retreat by the flame before he could touch it.

At this time, Mo Tianhe rushed to punch out, and Wang Zun already knew that against Mo Tianhe in this state, he would not be able to defeat him by using the part he agreed.

"Damn." Wang Zun's face was ugly, and he could only swing out with one more leg.

Wang Zun kicked under the flank of Ferris River, and with a crisp sound from under the flank, Ferris River also spat out a mouthful of blood, but Motianhe's fist did not slow down the slightest.

Click!

Wang Zun's left arm was also broken.

The sudden change was unexpected by both the Wang family and the Lin family, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was the Ferris River that had the upper hand.

The Lin family was a little nervous, and Motianhe's deadly attack gave them hope of victory.

The Wang family's face was ugly, especially the head of the Wang family, he panicked, if Wang Zun lost, this Tianmen would never give them a chance to take care of them again, he wanted to take the opportunity to completely interrupt the hope of the Lin family, but he never thought that their arrogance would appear as a foreign aid as Motianhe.

The head of the Wang family scolded at Wang Zun: "Use Zhan Mang, fool! ”

Wang Zun was already angry, and when his grandfather shouted like this, the anger in his heart was even stronger.

"Give me death!" Wang Zun scolded and kicked out, how could he not know that he had no chance of winning.

With both arms broken, who can turn the tables around?

Wang Zun cursed while secretly saying in his heart: How could a low-level Qi cultivation master in Motianhe have such a strong body?