The situation is all too obvious now.

- Defeat!

Mu Qing took a deep breath, and secretly, the sword spirit was greeting again, saying that he could make a move, but he refused.

He was extremely calm at this time, walked behind Buzhong, and asked, "Are you willing?" ”

"What?" Buzhong frowned, a little puzzled. He was already scarred, and it was not as easy as he imagined to face the strong attacks of others.

When he really fought with that group of guys, he was shocked to find that this group of people was not as simple as he imagined.

In particular, there is also the Divine Son of Lei Zong, as an old enemy, this is a huge trouble, and the most important thing is that he knows himself too well.

"Let me ask you, if you lose, are you willing?"

Mu Qing stared at Jiu Tingze, extra vigilant, he was not worried about the White Emperor, in contrast, maybe the White Emperor was the least vigilant.

This guy is too arrogant to disdain to use those despicable methods, of course, his self-confidence comes from his strength, and so is his arrogance.

Buzhong didn't understand Mu Qing's meaning for a while, and then subconsciously said, "Of course you're not reconciled? And this is a battle for the Son. ”

"Who told you that it was the Holy Son of Contention?" Mu Qing said coldly, and he was dumbfounded.

He can become a son of God, naturally he is not stupid, this sentence suddenly woke him up, and then reacted quickly, and his mind was extremely active.

The master just opened the Heaven and Earth Assembly, and really didn't say that the Holy Son was being chosen..... He looked around and the group was still staring at him.

Glancing at Mu Qing, that guy had already begun to use the Soul Flag, and the broken ghost would be put away by him.

This move caused everyone to wonder.

Tsuru Mingzi's heart sank, and then he realized: "Is this the case?" ”

The Great Elder's face was strange and a little puzzled, but soon, Zi Donglai's voice came: "Do you want to admit defeat?" ”

He was answering his apprentice's questions.

"Throw in the towel?" The elders of the other peaks had strange expressions.

...... Why throw in the towel? This is a choice of the Holy Son, not a playhouse!

At this moment, Tsuru Mingzi was moved: "Who said that I chose the Holy Son? Did I say that? ”

After these words were brought out, the slick elders instantly understood, they looked at each other, and then smiled at each other.

"Yes, yes, who said that to open the Heaven and Earth Assembly is to choose the Holy Son?"

"It makes sense, the sect master is wise, this is not to choose the Holy Son, or to gather the younger generations to learn."

In the ring, Mu Qing raised his right hand, and sure enough, he admitted defeat together with Buzhong.

This is not a competition of magnitude at all, if you continue to kill, I am afraid that you will die here, it is not worth it.

At this moment, everyone was shocked!

"Damn, admit defeat!" The Divine Son of the Overlord Sect widened his eyes and stood up suddenly, looking at them in disbelief.

"What does Childe mean by that? Do you want to give up the position of the Son? Liu Ruyan frowned, hugged the child, and looked at Wei Wu'an suspiciously.

Others are particularly puzzled, although the situation is very difficult, but judging from the current situation, it is not without opportunities, right?

The alliance of the White Emperor is not spontaneous, nor is it ironclad, as long as they find the right opportunity, there is still a chance to turn the tables.

This is a towel...... Doesn't it have a deep meaning?

Someone looked at the high platform of the martial arts gate.

Faced with Bu Zhong and Mu Qing's admission of defeat, even the five poisonous girls were stunned!

The White Emperor swung his sword suddenly, the sword qi radiated in all directions, and shouted: "Buzhong, Mu Qing, do you know what it means to admit defeat?" The people of the Martial Arts Sect are so daring! ”

He wondered, why would he throw in the towel for no reason? Can't beat it? Not necessarily, this kid Mu Qing hasn't exerted his full strength yet.

Moreover, the guy who was in step was only suppressed, he saw with his own eyes that he was able to withdraw several times, but he still chose to shake the opponent.

This is not the style of stepping, at least not before today.

"Cowardice is not the original sin?" Mu Qing held his head in his hands and smiled indifferently: "Moreover, if you lose, you lose, what is there to quibble?" ”

He looked at Jiutingze, the guy's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Maybe have the same idea as the White Emperor?

After all, he is one of the few people who was injured by Mu Qing, and now his chest still hurts faintly.

Bu Zhong waved his hand and walked towards the unlocked exit: "Come on, everyone, let's go rest first." ”

Then, Mu Qing caught up, and the two talked and laughed, where did it seem like they had just experienced a fight?

This strange behavior was fully observed by several sect masters, and they began to think about the cause and effect.

Soon, the Heart Saint suddenly exerted his power and forced him to look at Tsuru Mingzi on the high platform opposite.

The terrifying coercion swept like a sea like an abyss, causing everyone in the audience to exclaim and be puzzled, like the sky swaying, and the sense of despair that the end is coming arises spontaneously.

This is the power of the top sect ancestors, a single thought can exert extremely powerful power, can suppress the heroes.

At this time, the heart saint is powerful, and people don't know why. But in the field, there was a tacit silence.

Mu Qing and Buzhong, who returned to the high platform, changed their faces suddenly, this was an indiscriminate raid.

The two of them were like electric currents rushing through, their scalps were numb, and their faces turned white all of a sudden, this was a real horror, with the killing intent of the match!

"He's furious!" This means that the heart saint has reacted.

Ayuki couldn't help but swallow his saliva, staring at Tsuru Mingzi with wide eyes, the sweat on his forehead was like a waterfall, even soaking his back.

Like him, Mu Qing also felt trembling all over, this was the second time, the second time he felt the power from the top sect ancestor!

No, the heart saint is infinitely close to the true God!

Mu Qing's heart was shocked, and he suddenly realized that the top powerhouses in Daozhou were far from being as weak as he imagined.

That's right, the top sect ancestor is just their strength to show off to the outside world, if they really go all out, maybe they are demigods, or earth immortals?!

This is a terrifying signal, which means that the limit of the Sinking Realm is far more than that, if you set foot in the real core realm, will there be an old monster that has lived for thousands of years?

The Heart Saint is desperate and pressuring, proclaiming his anger and reminding the other sect masters.

It's a play on words, they're all being teased!

Fortunately, at the critical moment, He Mingzi made a strong move, stepped out, and while shattering the coercion, he protected Mu Qinghe behind him.

He smiled lightly: "Heart Sage, what? I can't choose to admit defeat? When did the White Sword Sect become so domineering? Could it be that the Taoism of this pattern realm is not your White Sword Sect? ”

There is mortal danger in words!

"How so?" The heart saint clenched his fists without smiling, and glanced at everyone in the martial arts sect with cold eyes: "I just feel sorry for me, I want to witness who the strongest person of my generation is." ”

Witness the strongest? You old gangster, you are obviously angry that you have been tricked..... Mu Qing slandered in his heart and made an international gesture towards him.

Soon, the other sect masters reacted, but they didn't move, their faces were gloomy, and they didn't speak.

"The nephew of the White Emperor is worthy of being the strongest divine son in the Dao Pattern Realm, but the other juniors are not weak, since this is the case, why don't you continue?"

He Mingzi turned around, ignoring the gloomy eyes of the other sect masters, and patted Mu Qing's back with a smile.

He said, "Good boy, it's for me." ”