"Self-confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is arrogant, this is not a good habit!" In the stands, Mu Shaobai's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Mo Chen, who shook a sword with Yang Wuji and shook back a few steps, and said with a trace of disdain: "It's just a casual cultivation, and I also vainly want to get involved in the top ten, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

Lei Lingyun and Xue Wuxian who were not far away couldn't help frowning lightly when they heard Mu Shaobai's words.

Although the relationship between the nine of them is quite harmonious, because of their different temperaments, they will form a smaller group closer to each other.

Just like Xue Wuji, Nangong Xingchen, and Luo Rulie, compared with others, the relationship between the three is naturally more intimate.

Among the other six, the fairy moon in the moon is unique, because of his indifferent personality, he never makes friends with others, he likes to be alone, and his relationship with eight people is not good, but he is not a stranger.

The God King has no gods and the King of Freedom is a thousand miles away, and he also likes to be alone, and his relationship with other people is not far away.

Thunder King Lei Lingyun is also full of domineering and strong temperament because he cultivates thunder attribute martial arts, and he disdains to make friends, but he doesn't mention it.

The rest are Mu Shaobai and Yang Wuji.

In terms of temperament, these two people are very similar, they both belong to the category of pride and publicity, and because Xuanyang Sect and Xuanyuan Sect have some origins, so it is natural for the two to get together and form a small circle.

is also because the temperament of the two is too flamboyant and arrogant, so that the other seven people are not far from these two people.

At this time, hearing Mu Shaobai say this, several people suddenly felt a little unhappy in their hearts.

Regardless of the ink. Whether it really has the strength to challenge everyone, just to say that it can be from so many warriors. Fight your way out of the encirclement and get to this point. It is enough to illustrate a qiē.

Moreover, the age of this ink dust is only twenty-two or three years old, which is much younger than everyone else, and it is a loose cultivator, even if he is defeated, his natural qualifications are not inferior to others, and in time, he may not be able to catch up. Even beyond the crowd.

However, despite the dislike in their hearts, several people did not say anything, and meaningless arguments could not change anything.

If Mochen is really defeated, then it is understandable for Mu Shaobai to say so. But if Mochen wins

Although this is very unlikely, if it does win, it is a good result.

At least, for a few people without a trace of snow. That is true

On the fighting platform, the gravel is splashed, and the strength is vertical and horizontal.

Mo Chen and Yang Wuji had already exchanged a move, but it turned out that Mo Chen had fallen into the upper hand.

"The second move. Flame Kill!" A roar of rage filled with bursting breath rang out.

A thick sword full of fiery aura shook the ink dust back. Yang Wou-Ki was unforgiving.

Boom!

His legs stomped the ground, and the strength shook. The martial arts platform, which had just been repaired, suddenly cracked. The thick cracks scattered in all directions, and a radius of three meters was completely covered.

The figure flashed, jumped directly into the air, twisted his waist, flipped over, and the blood-red sword drew a blood-colored arc under the sunlight, and the astonishing sharp aura escaped and slashed down towards the ink dust.

"Two-Star Sword King Mid-Stage Peak Realm!" Feeling the surging terrifying aura on Yang Wuji's body, Han Chen's gaze condensed, "This is just the time to make a move, and I will exert all my strength." ”

"It seems that there is really no need for rumors from the outside world, this Yang Wuji is extremely proud in his heart, pursuing a devastating battle, if he doesn't make a move, he will destroy the enemy with the most powerful attitude, and even collapse the enemy's martial arts heart and destroy its foundation!"

"His arrogant behavior before was deliberately done by him, in order to lure Mo Chen into action, and then he would fight with him again!"

"In other words, from the very beginning, his purpose was to destroy Mo Chen!" his eyes condensed slightly, and a faint chill appeared in his eyes, Han Chen whispered to himself: "It's really vicious!"

On the martial arts platform.

As Yang Wuji's sword slashed down from the air, the astonishing flame qi escaped, the air twisted violently, and the temperature quickly increased.

"Ink dots!"

In the face of Yang Wuji's sword, Mo Chen did not retreat, as soon as his arm was raised, the pitch-black long sword exuded a sharp and amazing aura, from the bottom to the top, as if the sword mountain was towering, rushing into the sky, with the tip of the sword as the top, the sword blade as the body, and the first base of the sword, piercing the void, with a unique charm of the breath, facing Yang Wuji.

Seeing Mo Chen's move, the eyes of many people in the stands widened.

This trick, in the previous competition, Mo Chen had performed it, and everyone had already seen it, but at this time, watching him perform it, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong, but it was impossible to say what was wrong.

"This is" Han Chen's pupils shrank slightly, at this time, he also noticed the difference in the sword of Mo Chen, unlike others, he saw a hint of clues, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

Just when people were in shock, the ink dust that rose up like a sword mountain and Yang Wuji who fell from the sky collided heavily.

Clang!

One red and one black, one large and one small, the two swords slashed together, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound shook the audience.

The amazing anti-shock force spread, Mo Chen's eyes flashed, his knees bent, and the ground under his feet, within a radius of ten meters, slammed down with a 'bang', cracking inch by inch, and thick cracks appeared in an instant.

Compared with Mo Chen, Yang Wuji didn't take advantage of it. He was in mid-air, and the shock shook here, and he had nowhere to borrow his strength, so naturally he couldn't get rid of it, and his body was directly shocked and flew out.

"Splash ink!"

Looking up at Yang Wuji, Mo Chen's face was still indifferent, his eyes were still calm, his lips moved slightly, and he spit out four words.

Boom

His legs were strong, the soles of his feet sank, and his ankles sank directly into the rubble on the ground, and then exploded, and his body burst out like lightning in the splattering of rubble.

The pitch-black long sword danced into a sword curtain, and the fierce sword qi, like ink splashing, poured out, slashing out towards Yang Wuji.

"Hiss"

Seeing this scene, many people's eyes widened and they gasped fiercely, but no one expected this situation.

Before, seeing that Yang Wuji repelled Mochen and gained the upper hand, people thought that Mochen's defeat was decided, and he couldn't hold on for long.

But at this time, this second move, the situation was reversed in an instant, and a perfect overturn was completed.

Yang Wuji was shocked back when he had the upper hand and the initiative, and Mo Chen, not only was not injured, but also seized the opportunity to launch an offensive in an instant, such a result was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Teacher, you can already see it, right?" Han Chen's eyes stared tightly at the martial arts platform, and with a splash of ink, the ink dust that shook Yang Wuji out again, his face was full of solemnity, and he quickly asked in his heart.

"Hehe, do you see it?" Hearing Han Chen's words, Guiguzi raised his hand and stroked the beard on his chin, and said with a faint smile: "The body of the ink spirit, if I am not mistaken, the physique of this ink dust should be the body of the ink spirit!"

"Is it the body of the Ink Spirit, sure enough!" Hearing Guiguzi's words, Han Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said softly.

Before, he didn't understand why Guiguzi would say that Mochen's game would be more exciting than the match between Xue Wuxian and Lei Lingyun.

The body of the ink spirit, like Han Chen's ice spirit body and Ye Yinming's netherworld body, belongs to an extremely rare kind of physique among the five elements, among the water attribute physiques.

What kind of power he possessed, Han Chen didn't know very well.

However, one thing is certain, the strength of the ink dust with the body of the ink spirit can definitely not be measured by the realm of cultivation.

It's the same as Han Chen.

His cultivation realm is only in the middle stage of the eight-star sword spirit now, but his strength is already comparable to the peak realm of the one-star sword king.

Because, the body of the ink spirit is above the ordinary physique, it is much stronger than the ordinary body of the water spirit, and it is much stronger than Han Chen's ice spirit body, although it cannot be compared, it can be used as a rare branch of the water attribute physique, but the power is absolutely insignificant.

It's no wonder that this ink dust looks like he is only about twenty-two or three years old, and he is a casual cultivator, but his strength is so strong. In the face of Yang Wuji, he was not weak, and only the second move gave him the upper hand.

From this point of view, between this ink dust and Yang Wuji, who wins and who loses, it is really a little difficult to say! (To be continued......)