In a hurry, although he exerted his body technique to the extreme and avoided the eight sword qi, he couldn't dodge the ninth path, and the sword light hit him in the chest.

"Poof!" Blood spills in the sky.

"How so? How so? Even though he was dying, there was still a deep disbelief in his eyes, and he couldn't understand how a dying man could have come out with such an attack.

It wasn't until he saw Mo Er walking over and the small transparent sword he had under his arm that he suddenly realized.

It turned out that he didn't hit and passed away suddenly.

The cyan figure reappeared, probing the pulse of the thin man, and then Lao Jiao shook his head towards the Yin family, indicating that there was no help.

The attack just now was so sudden, he didn't have time to react, and now he was also shocked in his heart, just now he probed the thin man's body, all the meridians and internal organs in it were all destroyed, it was a ruin, such a powerful sword qi, he had only seen it in his life.

"Mo family boy, that wasn't your Mo family's swordsmanship just now, right?" Lao Jiao's lips moved slightly, and his voice sounded in Mo Er's ears.

Mo Er's pupils shrank, but he didn't say anything, and retreated with his fists.

Lao Jiao smiled slightly, not annoyed, and got up to announce the result, "This scene, Mo Jiasheng!" ”

And with that, he departed, funny boy.

Seeing the lifeless corpse being carried down, the audience was boiling, this was the first death incident on the field, and suddenly the emotions were even more excited, and they shouted frantically.

They don't care who wins, but when they see a strong person who can kill themselves being killed, they feel very happy, regardless of the position of good and evil, they can't say why, they are very excited.

"Is that the Thirteen Swords of Death that Tianbao said they said? Sure enough, it's strong. Mo Li, who was sitting at the forefront of the Mo family, looked at Mo Er's figure of pranayama cross-legged, but his mind was full of the nine sword qi that had just appeared, and the attack power of each sword qi had reached the peak of refining gods.

With such a sword technique, if my Mo family can get it, what will be the problem of becoming the first family of the Sealed City in time? What kind of bullshit Yin family, the Lu family, is not worth mentioning, and even with peerless swordsmanship, it is unknown to have a place in the Southern Regions.

Greed involuntarily breeds from his heart, and Mo Li has been sitting in the position of patriarch for decades, knowing what is the most important thing for a family, one is to have an absolute strong person, and the other is to have a powerful inheritance technique.

But this kid's background doesn't seem to be simple, and there is the shadow of a strong man behind him.

Thinking of Tang Sen's mysterious background, Mo Li hesitated again, and couldn't make up his mind for a while.

There was cheering on the Mo family's side, but the Yin family's side was different, "How could Tian Snake Lang lose to him?" Yin Sangongzi said with a gloomy face.

Tian Snake Lang was originally a disciple of the Yin family, but he especially loved snakes, he was weak since he was a child, but he inadvertently got the inheritance of the old man of the Sky Snake, he was a leader in light skills, poison skills and secret weapons, and he was also a figure at the peak of refining gods.

"That sword, that swordsmanship." The third prince of Yin muttered, he has been dealing with the Mo family for a long time, but he has never seen them have this swordsmanship, if everyone knows this swordsmanship, then the Mo family's bone is not easy to gnaw.

After each game, there will be a short period of time to recuperate, and you can take pills to restore mana, as much as possible to ensure fairness.

Now that it has been exposed, Mo Er will not pretend, and in the next few games, he will directly use the Mo family's swordsmanship to attack at the beginning, and then find an opportunity to directly use the "sword flow" to knock the opponent away.

Because Jiao Lao paid some attention, there were no dead people at the next time, but injuries were inevitable, and the two Lu family members and the last Yin family were all beheaded under the horse.

The melon-eating crowd in the audience was stunned, why is it so fierce, one person picks four people in a row, or a master of the same level, and the knowledgeable people have already seen the key to it, it is the swordsmanship, this person doesn't know where to learn a peerless swordsmanship, and the realm of refining gods can't stop it at all.

Yes, it can't be stopped, it can't be stopped at all, the Yin family's side is silent, they were picked four times in a row, their face is gone, the Lu family has secretly married them, and naturally the Lu family is also counted as a person on their side.

The third son of Yin was like water at this time, and he couldn't wait to jump up and fight himself, but he was helpless, he was already in the realm of returning to the void, and he could only watch the second child of the Mo family arrogant on stage.

"Meditation! The competition in the realm of refining gods is just an appetizer, it can't affect the overall situation, and returning to the void is the main battlefield. A voice came from the side, Yin Zihua turned his head to see that it was his eldest brother Yin Ziteng who spoke.

His eldest brother looks at the developed limbs, but his mind is not simple, but what is revealed on the outside is more of a side of strength, only he who is a brother can know how terrible this person is, not only mana, but also mind, a few years ago he went out alone in the wilderness, and it is said that he has traveled all over the southern region.

And this can come back safely, his power can be imagined.

In addition to the eldest brother, there is also a second brother, Yin Zihua subconsciously looked back at the second brother sitting behind him, he was an elegant young man, but he was sitting in a wheelchair, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

His second brother, Yin Zijian, has been amiable and optimistic since he was a child, but God seems to be jealous of such a perfect person, born with weak legs, exhausted the elixir, the Yin family has found doctors, and he can't see this natural disease, but he doesn't seem to care about his disability, he cultivates hard, and now he also has the realm of refining gods.

But his value is not in cultivation, but in wisdom, maybe he has fewer legs than ordinary people, he doesn't like to move, and he doesn't like to play with others, he likes to be alone, likes to think, and looks at group books, and those who know know how terrible his second brother is, even more terrible than a strong man in the Dao, the rapid development of the Yin family in recent years, his second brother can be described as the first achievement.

Seeing Yin Zihua look over, the elegant young man smiled kindly, and the third son of Yin also smiled, the indescribable bitterness in the smile, how good it would be if he was a normal person.

But it can't be helped, no one can be perfect.

Turning his head, seeing that Mo Er took away the reward of the champion of the God Refining Realm, Yin Zihua was still unhappy, originally, these should be his, they were his!

"Wait, this feud will be reported in the ring."

After refining the gods, it is a return to the void, and next, it is time for him to play.

"Thirteenth brother, your swordsmanship is too powerful." As soon as he got off the field, although he was covered with wounds all over his body, Mo Er still said to Tang Sen excitedly that without that sword technique, he couldn't win.