"This Xingyi Gate Wuzhao and Chen Shouyi of the Iron Fist Gate have some ability." Jiang Junrong nodded, his eyes full of appreciation: "Even if these two people are in Longjing, they are also Tianjiao-level existences among their peers. ”

"I just don't know how this kid will die at the hands of Ye Lingtian in the end?" Jiang Yun'er glanced at Mo Qing not far away.

Jiang Junrong smiled lightly and said: "When he fights Ye Lingtian, if he has good strength and talent, I will consider saving him and accepting him as a registered disciple, this battle is also a tempering for him." ”

At this moment, a disciple of the Xuanwu Sect suddenly shouted: "The Lord of the Ye Sect has arrived, welcome the Lord of the Ye Sect!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped up and slowly landed on the ring.

Ye Chen looked at his father who fell on the stage, his face was full of pride: "Mo Xuanyu, you are dead!" ”

In the next moment, Ye Lingtian took a step forward and shouted: "Mo Xuanyu, why don't you quickly come to the stage and die?" ”

His words were mixed with internal strength, sounding like rolling thunder, with the echo in the falling mountain, it lasted for a long time!

"Mo Xuanyu is here? Where is he? ”

"I really want to see who Mo Xuanyu is now?"

The people watching the battle near Moluo Mountain turned their heads and whispered one by one, just waiting for Mo Xuanyu to appear and start the big battle.

After a while, Mo Qing slowly walked out and walked towards the ring.

All the eyes on the scene converged on Mo Qing.

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar!

The hearts of everyone present were awe-inspiring, they stared at Mo Qing's figure, and their hearts couldn't be calm for a long time!

Mo Xuanyu is actually a young man less than twenty-four or five years old?

Or is it a martial artist with perfect internal strength?

How is this possible?

Just kidding!

"Mo Xuanyu, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Ye Lingtian put his hands behind his back, and the essence in his eyes burst out.

Mo Qing smiled: "Hehe, obviously I have been waiting for you for a long time, and your pomp is really big!" ”

The hearts of everyone present were tight, they all knew that this big battle was coming, and they had been waiting for many days, in order to see which was stronger and weaker between the old and new warriors!

"Mo Xuanyu, with my father killing you, how long can I think you can be arrogant today?" Ye Chen's eyes were full of resentment.

"When you die, I'll have someone chop you up and feed it to the dogs!" Wu Yumeng's eyes were resentful and angry!

"Mo Xuanyu, I think you are still arrogant today?" Ma Baoguo sneered.

Mo Qing glanced at Ye Chen and the three of them coldly, and his eyes were full of contempt: "If you are not convinced, you can go up together, don't bark below!" ”

Hearing these words, as well as looking at each other with contemptuous eyes, Ye Chen, Wu Yumeng, and Ma Baoguo's faces were pale and very ugly!

"Who do you think will win? What will happen in the end? "That's a question that many people have these days.

"I think the Yemen Lord has the greatest winning rate, after all, he is a powerhouse in the half-step transformation realm, and his strength cultivation is Mo Xuanyu, who completely crushes the inner strength, although this Mo Xuanyu's talent is very demonic, but he lacks the foundation and cultivation of time."

This was the thought of everyone present, and many people thought that although Mo Qing was talented and demonic, compared to Ye Lingtian, who had been cultivating for many years, he would eventually sink into the sand.

"I don't think so, this Mo Xuanyu is a martial artist with perfect internal strength at a young age, and he must have his superiority, otherwise how could he become a demon Tianjiao?" There are young and vigorous martial artists who oppose it and are very optimistic about Mo Qing.

Everyone present had a lot of discussions, carefully analyzing the situation on the scene and the comparison of the combat power of the two, but the people who thought that Ye Lingtian won still accounted for ninety percent, because Ye Lingtian's cultivation was strong and completely crushed Mo Qing.

At this time, on the top of the mountain ring.

Ye Lingtian looked at Mo Qing coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, today we are not only superior, but also life and death!" ”

As his words fell, the two sides rushed out, and the ring brought up the afterimages, like a high-speed motorcycle, bursting out at an astonishing speed, and there were bursts of whistling sound in the air.

"Boom!"

The fists collided, and a violent roar suddenly sounded, and the ground trembled slightly, as if an earthquake was coming.

There was also billowing smoke and dust on the ring, like a vast ocean, and after a while, the billowing smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the two people who were far away from each other.

Everyone present was shocked, the collision between the two sides just now was extremely dynamic, and if they were allowed to go up and collide, most of them would be killed on the spot.

Jiang Junrong's eyes flashed with appreciation: "This kid's strength is good, he is worthy of being a demon Tianjiao who can become a martial artist with internal strength at this age, but he is qualified to become my registered disciple!" ”

On the ring, Ye Lingtian's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of disdain: "Mo Xuanyu, you have some strength, you can catch my punch, and you will not come to this world in vain." ”

"Dad, don't keep your hands, quickly beat him to death, I will chop him into meat sauce and feed him to the dogs!" Ye Chen in the distance made a resentful sound.

Ye Lingtian in the ring smashed out with a punch, like an eagle striking the sky, and like a giant bear shaking the mountains, fast and fierce, so that everyone present was shocked!

"Boom!"

The wind was howling, the air was exploding, the smoke was splashing, and the ring was a little blurry.

Mo Qing snorted coldly, stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his feet suddenly rose into the air, rushing towards Ye Lingtian at great speed, even faster and more fierce than Ye Lingtian's attack!

"Boom!"

At this moment, everyone present heard a violent roar, the wind was strong, and the smoke and dust were billowing out, so that everyone could not see the boulder in the ring at all.

However, everyone was also secretly shocked, and they all guessed that the situation in the ring must be that Ye Lingtian was crushing Mo Qing like a bamboo, after all, there was no one in the world who had the internal strength to successfully defeat the half-step transformation realm.

The strong wind slowly blew away the smoke and dust, and everyone saw the situation in the ring clearly, and the two sides were still far away.

It's just that everyone found that Mo Qing stomped on the ground lightly with the soles of his feet, and the cracks on the ground under his feet were as thick as an arm, and spread like spider webs.

"Shhh

Everyone present gasped.

"It is worthy of being a demon Tianjiao, if he is allowed to cultivate and precipitate for a period of time, I am afraid that the mountain top ring will be trampled by him."

At this time, Ye Lingtian also felt a huge force coming from the ground, which directly shocked into his body, and in an instant, the qi and blood in his body rolled, and his body became numb.

"Your strength is not very good, I thought it was very powerful." Mo Qing didn't seriously fight Ye Lingtian from the beginning, he just wanted to see how strong this so-called Ye Lingtian was, but he didn't expect it to disappoint him too much.

I can't even bring up the interest in making my own hands.

When Ye Lingtian heard Mo Qing's words, the killing intent in his eyes surged, and he rushed straight towards Mo Qing without saying a word, and the whole person was like a swift tiger, rushing towards Mo Qing.

"Die!"

Ye Lingtian shouted violently, and slammed his fist into Mo Qing's chest.

"Bell!"

He punched Mo Qing in the chest, making everyone guess that he was piercing his chest, and the death on the spot did not happen, but made a golden sound.