Chapter Seventy-Five: Who Disagrees
The blue sky was torn, this was a shocking event, but everyone present was the top existence in the Eastern Wilderness, what haven't you seen? In a moment, the noise of the scene was suppressed, and when I looked back at the field, I was suddenly shocked again, why was there only one person in the field?
After a glance around, I realized that the Canglan Holy Maiden was actually stunned.
"What's going on? How did she get down?"
In the moment just now, everyone was startled by the loud noise, and they all looked high into the sky, only looking at the vision of heaven and earth, and did not see the real situation clearly at all.
"Isn't it that Canglan Holy Maiden was shocked by the vision of heaven and earth, and was picked up by this waste? Yes, it must be so, otherwise what virtue does he have, how can he defeat the Canglan Holy Maiden?"
Everyone couldn't help but think like this.
Even Nangong Hao, Nangong Quan, and the Lord of Canglan Mountain were also full of doubts, just now, Mo asked them to raise their hands and palms to see them, but how did the little girl run off the stage? Could it really be that kid took advantage of the danger of others and failed to sneak attack?
Nine times out of ten, otherwise, how could that little girl be knocked down from power, how could there be no signs of injury?
However, even so, how can you let a waste be pushed off the stage, it is really embarrassing.
"Hehe! Canglan Holy Mountain is blowing nonsense, blowing out such a person who claims to be the most likely to win the title of female saint for thousands of years, but as soon as he hurriedly came on the scene, he was photographed so inexplicably, I see how this Canglan Holy Mountain ends. ”
"Hmph! Winning the Female Saint? Today's saints in the Eastern Wilderness are all extinct in the world, not to mention sanctification, even if you see who has seen the majesty of a saint? Hmph! I don't even know what kind of existence a saint is, and I dare to blow out a saint!"
Looking at the woman outside the arena, and thinking of the recent arrogance of Canglan Holy Mountain, Nangong Hao couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"Hehehe...... If the cowhide is blown up, it will always explode!" Emperor Nanzhao was even more gloating and chuckled.
Suddenly, everyone looked in the direction of Canglan Holy Mountain with suspicious eyes.
Looking at the suspicious gazes, Dongfang Aojie, the mountain master of Canglan Holy Mountain, couldn't help but redden, but he said secretly in his heart: "What's the matter?
"Is it a result of negligence, as they say?"
Looking at Dongfang Tianxue, whose cheeks were red because of everyone's discussions, he couldn't help but think so in his heart, and then said to a person beside him: "Yu'er, you go and try it!"
Dongfang Jade is in Canglan Holy Mountain, although its status and reputation are not as prominent as Dongfang Tianxue, but its combat power is not much different from it.
Listening to the slander of the people around him, and then seeing the countless disdainful eyes, his heart was already full of anger, and the source of the humiliation was on Mo Wen's sneak attack, he had already gritted his teeth in his heart, and he hated to fight him immediately.
Hearing the words of the mountain lord at this moment, Dongfang Yu immediately couldn't wait to stand up and sneered at Mo Wenlang: "Hmph!
He was angry in his heart, he wanted to suppress Mo Wen, and he wanted to seal everyone's mouths with his strong skills, and there was a bang in the stands at the moment, and his feet stomped on the ground and jumped out directly.
His leap was a deliberate performance, and he tried his best to leap far away, until he was more than ten feet away before he began to fall.
When he was about to fall, his palms suddenly slapped down, and he actually took off again in the void with his strength, jumping straight to the top of the battle platform.
"Good!"
With such a wonderful performance, even the people who spoke coldly to each other couldn't stop applauding.
This leap really achieved the expected effect, and Dongfang Yu was overjoyed in his heart: "Hmph! You are a saint, don't you have to help you collect the mess that has fallen?"
He is extremely proud in his heart, and he is a hard-working performance, so that every movement is smooth and beautiful.
"I sneak attack?" As soon as Dongfang Yu spoke just now, Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react for a long time, what did he say, after looking at everyone's expressions, he immediately understood.
He was secretly angry in his heart, and suddenly turned to look at Dongfang Tianxue, only to see that he was at a loss for a while, and shook his hand in a panic to show that he didn't say anything.
"Oh, that's what this little white face said himself?" Mo Wen then looked at Dongfang Yu flying in the air, watching him perform hard in mid-air, like a clown on the side of the road.
"Okay, what a fart!" Mo Wen suddenly disliked it, snorted coldly, took a step forward, jumped up quickly, and kicked at the chest of Dongfang Yu in mid-air.
Suddenly hearing the cold drink, Dongfang Yu knew that there was a change, and secretly guarded himself, and when he heard the sound of his clothes fluttering and breaking the wind, he was suddenly happy.
If you want to jump up and die yourself, can I still stop you?
In mid-air, Dongfang Yu made a gorgeous backflip and kicked forward with the sound of breaking wind.
"Hmph!
However, before he could stretch out the kick he kicked, a cold cry suddenly sounded in his ears, and before he could react, his chest suddenly hurt sharply, and the kick was already firmly kicked in the chest.
"Poof......
It was like crashing head-on into a dragon that came out of the door, and the majestic power exploded in his chest in an instant.
Dongfang Yu only felt that his throat was sweet, and a stream of reverse blood couldn't help but spurt out, and with a whoosh, his body flew backwards at a faster speed, rumbling on top of his original seat, and smashing the good golden silk nan spirit wood chair to pieces.
The mutation was so fast that even Dongfang Aojie didn't have time to catch him, and after smashing on the ground, Dongfang Yu spurted out another mouthful of blood, and fainted instantly.
Mo Wen kicked hard, and with the power of the shock, he easily fell back to the stage, turned slightly, unloaded his strength, and looked straight in all directions.
"Hiss......"
Everyone in the audience saw that he quickly and neatly kicked Dongfang Yu, who was very good-looking, back, vomited blood again and again, and immediately gasped.
This is not necessarily a coincidence!
The former one inexplicably arrived in the audience, and the latter one even "retreated" before he came to power, how could there be so many coincidences or opportunistic things in the world?
"Okay! what a beautiful kick! hahaha......"
On that side, Don't forget that Teng stood up and cheered loudly for his brother.
Mo Wen chuckled and nodded at his eldest brother, then turned to look in the direction of Canglan Holy Mountain, and shouted loudly: "Who of you is not convinced, you can come up!"
Even if it is a pig, he knows that it is no coincidence that the two of them have lost in a row, Dongfang Tianxue and Dongfang Yu, who are the strongest in the younger generation, have been defeated, who else can Canglan Holy Mountain send?
In the face of Mo Wen's questioning, Dongfang Aojie's face turned blue with anger, and secretly his right hand snapped and smashed the armrest of the seat, but he said with a smile on his face: "Worthy of the young master of Kunwu Mountain, these two people are not good at learning and art, and they are already ugly." ”
Canglan Shengshan softened, Mo Wen was no longer entangled, and was about to turn around and step down, when the corner of his eye inadvertently glanced at the Yushen Mansion, and then his gaze suddenly fell.
He turned around sharply and looked directly at the person beside the Feather God Mansion Master.
This person's dark green eyes are particularly out of place among the crowd, and his complexion shows a strange snow white, giving people an eerie feeling, and he is wearing a black robe close to his body, looking very capable.
Mo Wen saw a familiar aura in him, the last time he broke into the Ancient Holy Courtyard, there were three people who killed Yu before the cliff, and this person must be one of them.
When the man saw Mo Wen coming, he knew that Mo Wen had already recognized him, so he immediately responded with a chuckle.
"A fight?" Mo Wen chuckled, but there was a secret anger in his heart, before the rift, this person really made himself suffer a little.
"How to fight? I repair the archery. The man chuckled, but his fighting spirit was not strong.
"Shoot in the middle of the field!" Mo Wen chuckled, but the coldness in his tone could be heard by anyone.
"What? Shoot against the master of archery cultivation? Could it be that this young master of Kunwu Mountain is still cultivating archery?"
"I'm afraid not, Kunwu Mountain doesn't seem to be famous for its arrows!"
"Otherwise, the monk has reached the advanced realm, one law is universal, ten thousand laws are universal, Kunwu Mountain is unfathomable, and it is not necessary to hide a master of archery. ”
"Even if there is a master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach the Feather God Mansion with the inheritance of the ancient arrow god. ”
As soon as Mo asked, there was a lot of discussion in the audience. It also provoked a trace of anger from the people of the Feather God Mansion.
Yu Batian, the lord of the Feather God Mansion, immediately raised his eyebrows, and said to the black-clothed man: "Yu Han, since Young Lord Mo has said so, if you don't fight again, let the people of the world rest in my Feather God Mansion, and you go to fight with him." ”
"Yes!"
The man known as Yu Han immediately nodded, separated the group, and slowly walked to the field, touching his waist lightly, and there was already a large bow made of orange and yellow divine wood in his hand.
"How do you want to compare?" was challenged by a little-known sect above the arrow path, Yu Han was also secretly angry in his heart, and immediately showed extreme generosity.
"Shooting in the field, life and death...... Destiny!"
Mo Wen's tone was cold, if it wasn't for his wit last time, I am afraid that he would have been buried in the rift, how could he easily let this person go?
Most of today's fights have come to an end, and when they suddenly heard about it, even everyone outside the stadium couldn't help but feel a chill.
Yu Han looked at Mo Wen in the field, his eyes changed for a while, and then he sneered: "Okay!
"Okay!
Mo Wen cheered in a low voice, quickly retreated, stretched out his hand and patted the animal skin bag on his waist, and a white jade bow engraved with dark gold runes had already appeared in his hand, which was obtained from killing feather blood.
As soon as this bow appeared, not only Yu Han, but also the Lord of the Feather God Mansion and everyone outside the arena instantly changed their expressions.
Feather blood is also well-known in the Eastern Wilderness, and its longbow is naturally recognized by many people.
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Yu Han expected that Yu Xue's blood would inevitably die on his hands, and he suddenly drank with a cold face, and quickly swept back.