(Whew.) I can only watch five more, ask for a monthly pass)

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Because Yan Powu was not accustomed to the sweetness of "Liangmeng Honey Brewing", Chen Mo took out a few jars of "Heavenly Fragrance Relic Wind" and gave them to him.

At this time, Yuan Haocang, who smelled the aroma of wine, finally overcame his fear of the murderous aura of the swordsman and leaned over.

These four people and one turtle, just like this, drank wine and talked and laughed on the sidelines of the arena, which was originally a bit depressing.

"These kids are really arrogant, a little bit like me back then. The four Saint-level emperors on the rostrum all looked at the four young people in the audience who were chatting and laughing with great interest.

Only Shen Tuxin, the sect leader of Qinghua Sect, is not a taste in his heart, if Ouyang Tuo's kid can't enter the top ten, Lao Tzu will not be able to beat him when he turns around.

Feng Lingshuang looked at these four people, and rolled her eyes for a while, what kind of occasion is this? She even drank wine?

It's a pity that even Liu Penghui, who is a little weaker, is not something she can handle, no matter the cultivation and exercises, she is a lot higher than Feng Lingshuang.

After more than a dozen moves, Feng Lingshuang was defeated.

After that, maybe it was influenced by Chen Yue, and he had the attitude of trying it out. Shentu Guanghe challenged Wu Tiangang, and Shimizu Yahe challenged Shan Yu Yingwei, both of whom were defeated.

For a while, the momentum among the seeded players increased, and the defeated players were physically and mentally devastated, and it was already a question whether they could regain their confidence and challenge again.

However, the scene that started now made Chen Mo stop drinking. looked at the ring.

Yuan Haocang and Yan Powu also followed and looked towards the ring, only to see Ouyang Tuo, who had been defeated by Chen Yue before, standing on the stage again.

He wants to get back into the top 10. He also has to challenge a seeded player, and the person he wants to challenge is Chen Mo's younger brother, Zhou Mingxuan.

Ouyang Tuo challenged Zhou Mingxuan, also with a purpose, since he was humiliated again and again by your group. Then you have to take revenge on your companion, not to mention that this person is still your rival.

"Senior Brother Zhou, there are no eyes in your fists and feet. If I hurt you later, don't blame me. Ouyang Tuo pretended to be a gentleman and said.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Ouyang, let's ......" Zhou Mingxuan's sentence "Let's start" has not yet been finished. Ouyang Tuo was like a wind. rushed to Xiaoqiang's side.

"Despicable!" Chen Mo scolded indignantly, this hypocrite's cultivation and age are a lot higher than Xiaoqiang, and he is so unprepared, it is really hateful.

Even Xiao Ba climbed onto Chen Mo's head, stood up high, and raised a middle claw at Ouyang Tuo. This Xiaoqiang is a good buddy who gave me pills, you dare to beat him. Look at how my brother Ba will clean you up when he turns around.

Zhou Mingxuan relaxed his vigilance first, and Ouyang Tuo was unprepared for it. I haven't had time to react yet. Ouyang Tuo had already rushed in front of him.

The best way to deal with the Fu Gong Sect is to take the lead and not give the other party any chance to use the Fu Gong. Ouyang Tuo naturally knew this very well, although Zhou Mingxuan's cultivation was much worse than himself, he was not willing to risk a hard battle at all.

Having just despised Chen Yue has made him pay a great price, although this kind of practice is a bit shameful, but he must be in the top ten, or even the top three.

In this way, he will have a chance to inherit the head of the family, and he will have a chance to get the Shentu Mengting that makes him think about it for a long time!

When Zhou Mingxuan found out that the crisis was coming, he just wanted to pull out a rune shield wall to resist, but he was easily dispersed by Ouyang Tuo, who was rushing towards him.

Then another wind gang knocked Zhou Mingxuan to the ground, and before he could get up, Ouyang Tuo's body was already like a sharp sword, spinning up.

"Wind Lotus Fury!"

"Knock knock!" The lotus petal-shaped blades of Fenggang shot at Zhou Mingxuan, who fell to the ground defenselessly, like a series of cannons.

For a moment the dust was flying and the ground shook. The granite ring was blasted out of a large pit three or four feet long by a series of wind blades.

"Is this going to beat him to death?" Yuan Haocang was already scolding off the court.

Even Saint Tu Mengting, who had no good impression of Zhou Mingxuan, was deeply disgusted by Ouyang Tuo's approach, and frowned tightly.

The smoke cleared, and a slender wrist that was full of scars suddenly stretched out from the pile of rubble. Then Zhou Mingxuan, who was covered in bruises, crawled out tremblingly.

He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, prostrate on the ground, looking embarrassed, but with a pair of unconvinced eyes, he stared at Ouyang Tuo who was standing in front of him.

However, his body was completely out of strength, and he was seriously injured, and he couldn't even stand up.

"Hehe, no wonder your companion calls you Xiaoqiang, you are really tenacious. Ouyang Tuo sneered and kicked Zhou Mingxuan over.

Then he grabbed Zhou Mingxuan's collar and threw him out of the field casually like garbage.

Chen Mo couldn't stand it, he was already waiting on the sidelines, and when he saw Zhou Mingxuan being thrown out, he immediately flew forward and caught him.

"Ouyang Tuosheng!" the referee elder announced with a somewhat embarrassed face. This kind of unpreparedness is really insulting to the gentleman's gift of the Holy Land.

Ouyang Tuo finally found some confidence and was in a good mood. Towards Chen Mo, who looked at him with anger in his eyes, he sneered disdainfully, flicked his sleeves and walked towards the stage.

"Hmph!" Zhou Chengtian, the Sect Master of the Holy Ming Sect, slapped the table and snorted angrily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the disciples in the ring are eager to win, and I still look forward to Sect Master Zhou Haihan. "Qinghua Sect Leader Shen Tu has good confidence, and he pretended to apologize on the side.

"That's it, the dog's skills are indeed not as good as people, and it's good to learn some lessons. Zhou Chengtian waved his hand, and the matter was stopped.

"Boss......" Zhou Mingxuan, who had just regained some strength, tugged at Chen Mo's sleeve, and the one who cried was a pear blossom with rain: "Boss, you have to be the master for me!"

"That bastard...... He took advantage of my unpreparedness and bullied me......" Zhou Mingxuan hit the plantain like rain, and his grief was inexplicable. Even the long eyelashes were wet.

It's like a girl after being raped~.

Chen Mo's heart trembled, his temples jumped suddenly, and in the face of such a delicate look, he couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart. What the hell is going on? Xiaoqiang is a man? He's a man? Do you want to be like this? Cherish a yarn?

"Don't worry, I'll avenge you. Don't cry......" Chen Mo patted Zhou Mingxuan's shoulder and comforted.

"Well, I knew the boss wouldn't let me go. Zhou Mingxuan stopped sobbing, pulled up Chen Mo's sleeve and wiped his tears.

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched, this didn't seem to be right, hey?

"Brother Chen, I think this person is really despicable, Miss Xiaoqiang's affairs are on me, I will make that hypocrite pay the price!" Yan Powu Lu saw that he was uneven, and he was about to take the stage to challenge Ouyang Tuo.

"Xiaoqiang is a man's ......"

"Bang!" Yan Powu slipped and almost died on the edge of the ring.

"And according to the regulations of the conference, Ouyang Tuo still has half an hour to recover, let's wait. ”

Just when everyone comforted Xiaoqiang and was eager to try. The mysterious corpse practitioner, Fei Mo Chaoyang, stepped into the ring, and the person he wanted to challenge was the little master of the fire phoenix.

The skinny Fei Mo Mingyang in the ring stood with the fiery fire phoenix little lord looking at each other, and with the announcement of the referee, the competition began.

"Giggle...... What a delicate girl, if only I had a corpse slave like this. Fei Mo smiled with a mixture of yin and yin, his dark eyes were deep and dull, and he looked at the fiery woman in front of him from top to bottom.

The bronze coffin on his back had been placed on the ground by him, and under the scorching sun, it looked gloomy and cold.

"Crooked. The Fire Phoenix Lord's clear and bright pupils were filled with disgust and anger. The long eyelashes fluttered slightly under the slightly wrinkled moon eyebrows. Her fair and flawless skin is tinged with a hint of red powder, and her thin lips are delicate like rose petals.

It's so beautiful that it's easy to look at. But if she is stared at by a strange demon like Fei Mo Mingyang, it will only make her feel disgusted, and what she hates most in her life is this crooked and evil way.

At that moment, the little master of the fire phoenix moved with both hands, and a scorching fire phoenix phantom came out.

The little lord of the fire phoenix turned around and waved his hand, and a phoenix roar suddenly sounded in the air. Two flame blades like firebirds had already come out of their hands, cutting through the sky and shooting towards the restrained Fei Mo Chaoyang.

Fei Mo Mingyang sneered twice, picked up the Qingming coffin and blocked it in front of him.

"Bang bang!" There were two muffled sounds of air blasting, and two firebird blades slammed directly into the Qingming coffin, exploding into a puff of green smoke. The air was scorching, but the bewitching Qingming coffin was not harmed in the slightest.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Fei Mo Mingyang let out a chilling weird laugh behind the Qingming coffin, and his robe suddenly rose automatically without wind.

Two hands as thin as ghost claws stretched out from his wide sleeves, and after pinching a few strange handprints, Fei Mo raised his hand, and a gray-brown Xuangang surged out of his sleeves, like a hungry ghost who had only broken free from hell.

In just an instant, hundreds of hungry ghosts and ghosts were already all over the ring, tightly wrapping the Fire Phoenix Little Lord and Fei Mo Mingyang.

The hungry ghosts floating around on the field suddenly let out a heart-rending cry. The crying was terrible, and the audience trembled, as if they had fallen into the abyss of hell, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear of attracting the souls floating in the ring and accidentally losing their lives.

"Corpse howl. "Chen Mo, who is full of unjust souls, is a little hairy, this formation has been seen before, but this time the number of unjust souls is twice as many as before.

It seems that this corpse refiner has already shown full strength, I don't know if this little master of the fire phoenix can handle it.

Just as Chen Mo was secretly figuring out to himself, the hundred unjust souls that Fei Mo had turned into Yang Xuangang had already rushed towards the little master of the Fire Phoenix with a screaming howl in the air.

...... (To be continued......)