Twenty-four to twelve, I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, except for Lin Mo's battle against Wuyan, the recognized strongest people have not met. Ye Que encountered the water condensation frost, but it was obviously invincible, considering that Ye Que was a member of the Lin family, the water condensation cream did not make him lose ugly.

In this way, the battle between Lin Mo and Wuyan has become a highlight, but everyone is also looking forward to this battle. I believe that from Wuyan's previous performance, he should be able to force Lin Mo's cultivation realm, and he has reached the ranking battle, and he still doesn't know his cultivation, which is really annoying.

"Amitabha, Tianyin Temple enlightenment, please Lin Mo Shi Zhu teaching!"

"Don't dare, Master Wuyan, please!"

I don't know how to cultivate, let alone the specific strength, Wuyan is no longer polite, and slaps his palm in the ring. I saw countless earth thorns suddenly appear, spreading towards Lin Mo's attack, and the earth was thorny.

It was the first time he had seen such a martial art, Lin Mo jumped up, and who knew that the ground thorn suddenly changed, and it became crazy and long, like a thorny vine, chasing him and winding away. This change was very unexpected, so he had to step out of the Wind Shadow Step, dodging the attack of the ground thorn, and at the same time pointed out the Wild Wind Finger and shot at Wu Yan, who was still pressed in the ring.

"Late Stage of the Spirit King?"

"How so?"

"It can't be a reservation, right?"

Everyone was stunned by Lin Mo's cultivation at this time, even Wu Yan was the same, he could easily defeat the peak of the Spirit King, his cultivation was really only in the late stage of the Spirit King, it was incredible.

"Such a powerful talent, the wind donor has opened the eyes of the little monk!"

There was no extra time to speak, Wuyan hurriedly retreated, took his hands out of thin air, crossed left and right, and then a thousand catties fell firmly in the ring, and he could faintly see a golden bell appear, not moving.

"Boom!"

A series of voices rang out, and at this time, Wu Yan could only be seen on the stage maintaining the posture of not moving the golden bell, but Lin Mo was nowhere to be seen. However, the non-stop crashing sound proves that he is still in the ring, exerting the wind to dominate the world, and he has already melted into a hurricane, so fast that it is impossible to catch with the naked eye.

After lasting for more than ten breaths, the phantom of the golden bell broke, and Wu Yan stumbled a few steps before he stabilized his figure. The hurricane disappeared, Lin Mo reappeared, at this time Wu Yan was secretly shocked in his heart, very strong, a little outrageous, if it weren't for the Elder of the Prison Temple asking to test his strength, he would have wanted to give up.

Ten Thousand Buddha Golden Palm, this is the martial art used when he fought with Lei Ziyue before, seeing the monk coming out at this moment, Lin Mo grinned, it seems that this is the strongest means. Long ago, when he saw this martial art, he had many ways to crack it, and at this point, Wuyan was already bound to fail.

The five spirits turned into one, did not retreat or give in, and also walked towards the opposite side.

As the two of them got closer and closer, Lin Mo himself began to become more and more illusory, and fan shadows began to appear around him, more and more. The fifth martial art of the Wind Technique, Phantom Fan Shadow, many-to-many, each fan shadow can inspire a wind arrow, and by the time the two of them are less than ten steps away, the number of fan shadows has far exceeded the wordless Buddha palm.

Unlike Lei Ying, Lei Ying oppressed the Buddha's palm with a strong force, and finally forced Wuyan to withdraw the Buddha's palm to admit defeat. And the phantom fan shadow is aimed at every Buddha palm, and the powerful penetrating power and extreme speed make him break them one by one before he has time to withdraw.

"Whew!"

A mouthful of blood arrow shot out, and this fan shadow was originally attacking his throat, but it was deliberately missed by Lin Mo, otherwise, Wuyan would be the first person to fall in the Dabi ring.

"I'm sorry!"

"The wind donor has shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise the little monk will die soon, and the little monk's skills are not as good as others, thank you Feng donor!"

This battle did not allow Lin Mo to show too much strength, which made Wu Yan very regretful, and at the same time shocked, he could fight the average Spirit Emperor in the early stage, but he couldn't even force the opponent's strength, and the gap between the two was not half a star.

After the first battle, everyone had a general understanding of Lin Mo's strength, at least the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Emperor, and even the middle stage of the Spirit Emperor.

When he returned to the Lin family area, he saw that Lin Yanmu was very depressed, and asked Zuo Luo, only to know that when he and Wuyan were fighting, Lin Yanmu was also in another ring, but he lost.

The other party is a person from the Xuanshui royal family, Shui Tianye, the early cultivation of the Spirit Emperor, who has been inconspicuous before, but now he has become a big dark horse. However, even if he won, the next thing will stop, the battle between the two is very fierce, Shui Tianye won at a great price, according to Lin Yanmu, there is no ten days and a half to recover.

"Cousin, don't be upset, see my brother come back for you tomorrow!"

"Giggles, nonsense, okay, I'm fine!" Lin Yanmu was amused by Lin Mo's serious appearance, and reached out and touched his head, "Remember, you said it yourself, if you can't get the first place tomorrow, see how my sister cleans you up!"

"Sister Yan Mu, can we discuss something?"

I was touched again, I was really annoyed, I was still young before, and it didn't matter if I touched it, but now I am seventeen years old, and I look much taller than Lin Yanmu, but she still likes to touch her head.

"Well, you say, what's the matter?"

"It's just whether you can stop touching your head in the future, you see I'm seventeen years old, and I still touch my head!"

"Hehe, I just like it, unless you get the first place tomorrow, then I won't touch the head of the first son!"

"Okay, it's a word, for my head, I'll fight tomorrow!"

"It's a deal!"

Just when Lin Mo and Lin Yanmu were making a bet, the top 12 had already been born, namely: Lin Mo, Lin Cheng, Lei Zihao, Lei Ziyue, Lei Zixin, Wuyuan, Wuxin, Lietianyi, Lietianyi, Lietian Blade, Water Condensation, Shui Tianye, and Jun Missing.

There are two big black horses, Lietian Blade, a disciple of the royal family of the Fire Emperor Dynasty, and a cousin of Lietianyi, twenty years old, in the early stage of the Spirit Emperor.

You don't see it, no one knows his origin, it's like he appeared out of thin air, it's even more mysterious than Lin Mo, and the cultivation he currently shows is in the middle of the Spirit Emperor. Withdrawn personality,Reluctant to talk to people.,It's cold all day long.。

"It's late today, everyone's consumption is also very large, go back to recuperate and rest first, tomorrow's son's battle will begin, I am also looking forward to it, who can become the six sons of this big competition!"

At the end of the speech, the day's competition came to an end, but everyone's interest did not change at all, and even got higher and higher.

The Lei family.

"Mo'er, Cheng'er, tomorrow is no problem, right?"

was about to fight a decisive battle, Lin Haoran couldn't let go of his heart, so he called the two together.

"Uncle, I am confident that I will win the title of a son!"

"Okay, I'm relieved to have your words, what about you, Mo'er?"

"Daddy, Brother Cheng, I think there are three people who are very strong, Lie Tianyi, Wuxin and that Jun are gone, they give me a very dangerous feeling, pay attention!"

In fact, Lin Mo was not very worried, but he was afraid that Lin Cheng would capsize, so he deliberately said so. The latter also understood the meaning, but he didn't care, except for Lie Tianyi and Lin Mo, he didn't pay attention to the others.

"Lie Tianyi, I know, he is the highest cultivator among you, the little monk Wuxin looks much calmer than Wuyuan, by the way, that gentleman is gone, no one knows, but his cultivation should also be in the Spirit Queen period, you have to be careful!"

"Hmm!"

"Okay, thank you, uncle!"