The Swallowing Heaven Mountain Range was filled with a murderous aura, and the first defender appeared, and it turned out to be a child with a mystic triple, which surprised everyone, and everyone thought that it was Long Ao Dog who jumped over the wall in a hurry, so that the three remaining elites of Longhua were all guarded.

Chu Moli didn't think so, if he wanted to find Concubine Huo in this crowded world, he had to stand at the top and let Concubine Huo come to him, or let the person who kidnapped Concubine Huo come to him.

"The one who can kidnap the Fire Concubine must be interested in the fire element in the Fire Concubine's body, or her Fire Origin Body, I can't be sure what the other party's heart is, I must not let the Fire Concubine stay in a place that is not under my control!" Chu Moli couldn't control the fire concubine when he thought that the fire concubine might be trapped in the tiger's den, and the speed of the blood flow in his body continued to increase, and his momentum rose.

Long Ao didn't think of using such a dangerous way to protect Long Hua as guarding, because this kind of chance was too rare! At this moment, Chu Moli took the initiative to defend the ring, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Do you have to know the rules of the ring, once it starts, you can't admit defeat before ten consecutive wins, otherwise there will be no chance of resurrection?" asked the referee in a quiet voice.

"I know, so I've been praying for my luck, and I hope you can help me draw a few more Occult Sevenfold or even Sixfold elites to fight against me. Chu Moli said slightly.

"Okay, then start defending, get one point for each round, successfully hold ten rounds, an extra point, if you hold twenty rounds, an additional five points, thirty rounds, ten points, and ......so on," the referee said calmly, "In the next game, No. 311 will play against the defender No. 88." ”

No. 311, Luo Shi, the eightfold master of the Lie Yang Country, the enemy was very red when he saw him, Luo Shu looked at Chu Moli with a sneer, as if he had begun to torture Chu Moli.

"Boy, it's not something a kid like you can guard! It's bad luck to meet me! I'll give you all the shame you gave me to the Burning Sun Kingdom today!" Luo Shu sneered.

"There's a lot of nonsense, let's bury the dead Longhua elite!" Chu Moli smiled coldly, the dragon-shaped phantom footwork was unfolded, and his figure was everywhere on the hundred-meter battlefield, which surprised Luo Shi, and just wanted to defend, only to see Chu Moli insert his toes, rolling up a large amount of dust and sand to cover the sky.

Puff......

The Qingfeng sword was inserted into Luo Shi's throat, and the second battle was completely based on speed, leaving the opponent without a backhand.

"With such goods, I also want to avenge the Burning Sun Country? It seems that it is not enough for me to tear down your banner, but also to kill a few of your elites. Chu Moli gently pushed Luo Shi, whose pupils were dilated, and the corpse whose blood slowed down fell to the ground with a bang.

The Xuanzhi Eightfold died like this, and with one blow, the other party had no chance to fight back, just because Chu Moli's speed was too fast, and the Xuanzhi who was below the peak of the Ninth Fold couldn't resist.

Of the five hundred players, at least three hundred and eighty are eightfold and below eightfold players, and those who are famous for their speed only account for ten percent, so even those invincible geniuses of the same level no matter how confident they are, they don't want to touch him when their speed is far inferior to Chu Moli.

However, some people were interested in Chu Moli, and they all looked up at him in the ring, expecting the referee to draw them.

However, the referee can't decide who fights, the bamboo stick is made by a special method, and the clan-level powerhouse can't see through it, and the specific number can only be randomly drawn.

"Sixty-five, against eighty-eight. The referee took out a bamboo stick, and when he looked at the name, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders helplessly, and said speechlessly, "Little guy, you are so lucky, you are a rookie with a mysterious sevenfold, and your speed is far inferior to you." ”

"It's your luck, thank you. Chu Moli smiled and said.

"Hahaha...... Interesting!" After the referee finished speaking, he looked at Chu Moli deeply, and quietly said, "It is impossible to keep Longhua with your cultivation alone, once you meet a real ninefold master, you will lose, in the ring, the crossbow arrow is your Achilles' heel, such a narrow range, the archer can kill you in an instant, when you meet such a master, choose to admit defeat, come to my heavenly kingdom, and you can definitely train you into a peerless master." ”

Chu Moli looked at the referee of the early stage of this sect, and did not refuse, but just smiled faintly, Meng Tianguo, the only third-grade marquis country, cannot be offended.

Looking back at No. 66, the other party was a young elite with a sevenfold mystery, from the state of Chu and the neighboring country of Longhua, at this moment he was in a cold sweat, and shook his head helplessly, "I choose to admit defeat." ”

"Thank you for your cooperation. Chu Moli nodded, put away the Qingfeng Sword and stepped aside, looking at everyone indifferently.

"Eighty-eight wins three times in a row, one more point, and the next ninety. ”

", it's the Mystery Sevenfold again, this guy is too lucky!"

"Could it be that the sky does not destroy Longhua?"

Long Ao and the others stood up excitedly, their eyes staring at the No. 3 ring, and Long Hua became the object of attention.

"Ninety-three vs. Eighty-Eight......"

"Throw in the towel......"

"Throw in the towel......"

......

Chu Moli's luck is so good that it is against the sky, and it is so bad that even Nan Luo looks at him curiously, it is impossible for a person's luck to be so good that Cheng dù, eight games in a row, six mysteries are sevenfold, one is eightfold, and there is even one who is a mystic sixfold!

Among those who participated in the genius battle, there were at least one hundred Xuanshi Jiuzhong, of which more than thirty held divine crossbow arrows, and eighteen people were the ones he could never contend with, but Chu Moli didn't meet them once in eight consecutive draws.

Now Chu Moli has scored nine points, and he is the player with the highest score right now, because the other three rings have only completed one game until now.

"The ninth game of the third ring, the eighty-eighth against the one hundred and thirty-two. The referee continued to draw lots, and at this moment, he was completely convinced of Chu Moli's luck, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Little guy, this is the Mystery Sevenfold again, a total of forty Mystery Sevenfold, and you killed a quarter of it, I hope you can complete the defense in the next game." ”

"Thank you seniors for your good luck!" Chu Moli nodded, turned to look at the elite who came over, and when he saw what he was wearing, he immediately burst into murderous intent.

"Master of the Qingtang Kingdom, I don't know if you will admit defeat too?" Chu Moli asked in a low voice with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, I'm not one of their rookies......"

"Then go die. Chu Moli flashed away from his figure, and said in a low voice, "Ling Xudu, slash!"

Woohoo......

The cold light of the sword flickered with the figure, the dust and sand flew in the ring, and a sharp piercing sound made everyone frown.

Rumble......

The Qingfeng sword smashed from above, directly cutting off the opponent's sword, only to see him fly upside down for more than ten meters before he could stop, looking at the broken knife in his hand and the piercing pain on his body, his heart couldn't help but sink.

"I ......" No. 132 just wanted to admit defeat, suddenly his eyes were dark, Chu Moli reached out and grabbed the other party's throat, and with a crisp sound, he was silent and collapsed to the ground.

"The tenth game, No. 88 vs. No. 250, this is the last battle of the first defender, but the opponent is the third master from the Burning Sun Country, Situ Ju! The referee looked at the opponent's information, couldn't help but shake his head, and looked at Chu Mo leaving, "Little guy, don't hold on, it's not something you can compete with, and he won't give you a chance to live, admit defeat." ”