Xiao Zhanwang was angry and indignant in his heart, and slapped Mo Wen's chest with a vicious palm, the momentum was huge, it was a blow from Bi Li, and he hated to kill Mo Wen with a blow.

"Roaring ......"

Mo Wen roared angrily, didn't dodge or dodge, and ran straight into the little war king, but his eyes were looking back at the little barbarian king, and he didn't seem to put the little war king in his eyes at all.

"Don't ask...... You...... You're too deceitful!"

The little war king was suddenly furious, and he had a crazy urge, stomped his feet and jumped violently, and his breath suddenly rose, and he smashed at Mo Wen with a stronger blow.

"Boom ......"

Mo Wen was forced to receive a punch from the little war king, and before the little war king retreated, he suddenly grabbed the little war king's arm and threw it out suddenly.

"Boom ......"

The little war king fell heavily on the stone steps, smashed into the stone steps, and as soon as he wanted to get up, the big stone above his head rumbled down.

"Roar!"

Before the little war king got up, Mo Wen was already violently pounced, and a pair of iron fists smashed towards his face.

He threw punches and was extremely fast, punch after punch, and the little warrior king was tired of coping, and was shocked and kept falling backwards.

Mo Wen's fist seemed to be unorganized, but it was extremely powerful, it was a scale and a half-claw that he had glimpsed from the Vajra Tyrant Ape natal rune.

"Ah......h

The little war king was pressed and beaten by an existence that he once despised, and the anger in his heart can be imagined. He roared loudly and shook his fist at it.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

Powerful winds shot out in all directions, smashing the stone steps to pieces, and the big beasts were swept away, rumbling and rolling under the altar.

"Roaring ......"

The little war king roared again and again, and his voice gradually changed from anger to fear, almost a little exhausted.

One of his fists was already bloody and fleshy, several fingers were actually broken, and Mo Wen's fists were like two ancient dragons, full of irresistible majestic power.

"How is this possible? How is this possible? Is this the waste of Kunwu Mountain? How is this possible?"

Xiao Zhanwang's heart was in a mess, and he didn't want to look directly at his failure, so he yelled angrily, and raised his fist to fight against Mo Wen.

But he was frightened, and his punches were not perfect, and he was hit several times by Mo Wen, and he vomited blood and flew upside down.

"Ah...... You ...... shit."

The little war king was completely defeated, yelled hysterically, pulled out the spear behind his back, and stabbed Mo Wen at the vital point of his throat.

"If I'm a piece of waste, then what are you?"

Mo Wen sneered and shouted angrily, grabbed the spear that came from the thorn, kicked it in the lower abdomen of the little war king, and kicked it away. Then, he turned around suddenly, and swept the little war king into the chest with great swiftness.

"Poof!"

The little war king was smashed and vomited blood, and rumbled on the altar, deeply trapped in it.

"Drink!"

Mo Wen roared, turned around suddenly, and with the power of twisting, the spear in his hand flew out with a "whoosh", turning into a golden thread, and hurriedly chased the little barbarian king who rushed up.

The force infused by this shot was incomparably great, piercing the void and pulling out a mist of water.

The little barbarian king was frightened, and his galloping figure suddenly stopped, and the spear flew out of his chest, and the clothes of the powerful wind hunted.

"Duh......"

A stone staircase was pierced in an instant, and the spear turned into a black dot and disappeared into the distance.

The little barbarian king glared angrily, grabbed a stone staircase, and smashed it at Mo Wen with a bang.

"Boom!"

Mo Wen smashed the stone steps with one punch, and the rocks flew wildly, which was extremely fierce.

"Hmph! The three-fist covenant of the day will be completed today!"

The little barbarian king drank coldly, his breath churned, pressed down, and hit him with a violent punch.

The space trembled, rumbling loudly, like a thunderclap in a clear sky.

Mo Wen was fearless, the powerful qi of his body soared, his black hair was dancing wildly, and he punched out the same furious, and his power was not half a point weaker than that of the little barbarian king.

"Boom!"

There was a shocking loud noise, and the fierce beasts around him flew sideways, and a large number of stone steps** rumbled.

"Wow......"

The little barbarian king and Mo Wen staggered backwards at the same time, and the huge liliang squeezed the stone steps to the ground, and they collapsed with a bang.

In the end, Mo Wen took seven steps back, but the little barbarian king took more than ten steps back, and smashed a stone step with a bang.

He was shocked in his heart, the last time he made a bet, he fought with the power of building a foundation, and he was still evenly divided. Today he did it with all his might, but he was invincible.

You must know that although cultivation is imprisoned here, the powerful physical body has not been suppressed in the slightest, and he himself is already in the realm of quenching skin, and the person in front of him is still building the foundation.

"The person in front of you is definitely a big problem!"

The little barbarian king was shocked in his heart, and his powerful killing intent suddenly erupted, but it was instantly shattered by his powerful conceit.

"Am I afraid? ridiculous! ridiculous!"

The little barbarian king whispered, his forehead was swollen, and the powerful qi in his body exploded.

"Roaring ......"

He roared low, like an angry lion, his robe bulging and his hair fluttering wildly.

The aura around the little barbarian king's body became stronger and stronger, as if there was no end, and the living beings below were frightened and retreated, lest they be affected and shattered.

"Giggle......

The powerful qi machine actually affected the surrounding space, gurgling loudly, as if it was about to shatter, and a trace of dark red qi lingered around him.

What's even more terrifying is that there are faint illusory runes flickering in the dark red qi.

"Quenching the Realm!"

Mo Wen was shocked, his face was very solemn, the little barbarian king actually faintly had the momentum to break through the seal here, and the inheritance of the barbarian god clan was terrifying.

"Roaring ......"

Mo Wen didn't dare to be careless, and with a roar, he ran through the sky in one breath, and a majestic coercion emanated from his body, like an ancient fierce beast awakening.

"Boom!"

The two of them punched at the same time, the void made a loud noise, the entire altar shook, and all the light in the heavens and the earth seemed to be condensed on these two punches, and the scene was terrifying.

"Boom!"

It was like two meteors colliding, and a violent explosion broke out, shattering the stone steps of the altar. The rocks are flying, and a large area is collapsing.

At the same time, the catharsis of the powerful qi was like a mountain torrent, and all the fierce beasts around it rolled down, howling miserably.

Mo Wen vomited blood and flew upside down for dozens of feet, rumbling and smashing on the altar, and the altar behind him collapsed with a bang, all cracked.

In the other direction, the little barbarian king also flew upside down, smashing the stone steps of the desk to pieces with a bang, and sinking into the altar.

Mo Wen stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his face was as white as paper, the little barbarian king was really terrifying, even if he was blessed, bathing in the essence blood of the Holy Spirit was still difficult to match.

The little barbarian king wanted to haode a lot, but his face was still pale, a pair of arms hidden in his sleeves kept trembling, and the white cloth wrapped around his fist was gradually printed red.

His eyes looked at Mo Wen meaningfully, without a monstrous aura, let alone the ecstasy of defeating his opponent.

"I'm defeated! There is really no shortage of geniuses in the Eastern Wilderness!"

The little barbarian king chuckled, which also meant something incomprehensible.

In this battle, not to mention that he used secret techniques to urge the liliang of the quenching realm, that is, the body that has undergone the tempering of the quenching realm, it is ten times stronger than the realm of foundation building, but it is still only slightly better.

The barbarian god clan is unparalleled in the world in terms of the strength of the refining body, but it is still the same result. Won on the surface, but it was a fiasco.

The little barbarian king glanced at Mo Wen meaningfully, clenched his fists tightly, and then turned around suddenly, striding towards the bottom of the altar, without the slightest nostalgia, very free and easy.

He took a few steps and suddenly looked back at Mo Wen, full of fighting spirit: "But...... You and I will have a war in the future, and I hope that you are no longer in the realm of foundation building, and we can fight fairly. ”

"Okay! The opponent is rare, and I also hope to be able to fight fairly with the barbarian brother in the future. Suddenly he said in a sonorous tone, looking at the back of the little barbarian king, there were very many people who could have this kind of freedom in the wilderness.

The rest of the creatures were all shocked by the battle just now, and all of them stood trembling below, looking at Mo Wen in horror, not daring to move forward.

Don't bother to pay attention to these, and stride up, like a king who has reached the top.

"Don't ask, you're just a waste in the Eastern Wilderness, the realm of foundation building? Except for the physical body, you are nothing!"

Below, the little war king roared viciously, his eyes were red, and his hair was scattered.

"Hmph, you are both kings, but you are too far behind the little barbarian king, is it possible that the Nanzhao royal family is all such a waste as you?"

Mo Wen sneered, didn't look back, and walked straight up.

The little war king was angry, trembling all over, his eyes were vicious, and he yelled with all his might.

"You...... Who do you think you are? A waste that can't even protect your own woman, dare to say to me, what kind of thing are you? You can only stop at the foundation building realm for the rest of your life, no matter how strong your body is, what's the use, out of here, you kind of waste can be destroyed at your fingertips!"

"Believe it or not, I'll bury you here with my flesh?"

Mo Wen stopped, turned around suddenly, and stared at the little station king viciously, and the powerful aura surged down like a torrent, crashing into the little war king.

"Ah......h

The little war king was frightened, and retreated again and again, embarrassed.

Mo Wen sneered: "Dongfang Tianxue, did that woman pick such a waste as you? Sure enough, your hair is long and your knowledge is short!"

"Hehehehe...... The waste of the Eastern Wilderness is really waste, and the rumors in the world will actually believe it. Hmph, do you think it's me who married the Canglan Holy Mountain? hehehe...... How is it possible to let Canglan Holy Mountain abandon Kunwu Mountain, marry a saint, and form an alliance with my Nanzhao royal family, without a huge **?"

Xiao Zhan Wang sneered: "Hehehe...... Maybe your fiancée is already warming that person at the moment, and I'm afraid there will be more big green hats on your head in the East Wilderness, hahahaha...... Born as a man, what face do you have to stand between heaven and earth?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Mo Wen with anticipation, wanting to see the angry and corrupt look on Mo Wen's face, and see his embarrassment in anger and shame.

However, he was disappointed.

"Oh...... I mean, if she takes a fancy to you, she's really blind?"

Mo Wen smiled lightly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, turned around and continued to walk up.

The little barbarian king left, and the little war king couldn't defeat Mo Wen with his body alone, so he was jealous, and he didn't have the confidence to intercept it at all, so he let Mo Wen step by step and slowly go up.

"Boom ......"

Heaven and earth changed drastically, thunder swept through the sky, and above the endless void, the burning dark red flames emitted thick smoke and tumbled down and down.

"Crackling ......"

Huge lightning bolts swept through the sky, as thick as mountains, terrifying, shuttling through the flames, tearing the heavens and the earth.

The time for the opening of the Taikoo Sacred Courtyard is over!

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

All the living beings roared, and when they faced the end of death alone, the desire for life finally defeated the greed for the relics of the gods, and in a moment, they all ran desperately towards the exit. After all, even if it is a relic of the gods, it is only qualified to have it.

Thunder and lightning pierce the air, and the raging fire is pressing, wanting to destroy everything, as if the world is being destroyed.

"Ahh......h Ahh......h What if you crisscross here? The Ancient Sacred Courtyard has begun to close, and you will never be able to set foot on the altar above. hahaha......"

Xiao Zhan Wang looked at Mo Wen coldly, rampant daxiao, the Ancient Holy Courtyard is closing, and there is no time.

Even if he loses to Mo Wen in the flesh, Mo Wen will not gain anything.

"But you can also go up, break into the altar, zuihou and the entire ancient holy courtyard to be buried, hahaha......"

Seeing Mo Wenqi's trembling body, the little war king looked up to the sky, jumped down several steps in one step, and rushed towards the exit, the pleasure in his eyes was better than getting the divine relics himself.