The old ape is more than two meters tall, and there is a clear difference between the burly figure and the human race, especially the arms of the double ape, which are naturally sagging more than the knee. At this moment, such a pair of long arms are like long pincers, holding a small mountain.

The old ape who moved the mountain was not a human monk at all, so it could not be measured by the level of human cultivation. Regardless of the others, the strength of the mountain-moving ape alone is beyond the reach of the great grandmaster, moving mountains and reclamation is a magical power for human monks to cultivate martial arts, but for this kind of spirit race, it is an innate talent.

The mountain peak of nearly a hundred zhang was in the hands of the old ape in front of him, and it was like that plaything, and it was lifted and thrown over, and the momentum was rolling, and many monks present were a little overwhelmed.

"I'm afraid this battlefield is still a little smaller. Ah Wen turned his head to look at Luo Wushuang, in this Longchuan City, it is Luo Wushuang who has the final say on the matter of cultivators, although he can't do without Longchuan City, but to a certain extent, he has been in charge of Longchuan City for more than 20 years.

Luo Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, if the two of them were allowed to fight on this scale, then I am afraid that the entire Longchuan City would be reduced to ruins in this battle.

At that moment, I saw Luo Wushuang flexing his five fingers in the direction of the battlefield, making a gesture of exertion, and then slowly twisting his wrist clockwise.

Meng Juntong only felt that his feet were soft, including the old ape who moved the mountain, his body was subconsciously shaking backwards, and the strong sense of weightlessness made the two of them retreat in the direction behind him.

Meng Juntong raised his eyes to look at the sky, only to feel that the heaven and earth in his eyes were getting bigger at an incredible speed, and in a blink of an eye, it was boundless, vast and boundless, and the surrounding scenery was just as big as it was.

"Between Sumeru mustard seeds, there is an infinite wonder of heaven and earth. A loud voice that shook the heavens and the earth came from above Meng Juntong and the Mountain Moving Ape, both of them looked up, and they were surprised to see Luo Wushuang, who looked like a giant spirit god, leaning over and looking down at him.

Meng Juntong was stunned, but then he felt a chill on his body, Luo Wushuang could still use magic weapons and supernatural powers in this Longchuan City, could it be that he had already refined this world for himself, so he could control the rules of this world, so that it would not work on his own body?

"Don't worry, it's just a world supernatural power," the old ape who moved the mountain said to Meng Juntong: "This is within the rules, this technique Luo Wushuang is not the first time, it is harmless to us, we can let go of the war, the microcosm fights, don't worry about destroying Longchuan City." ”

"Within the rules, is this also what my mother allowed him to use, is Luo Wushuang the one who is being done or the manager!" Meng Juntong felt that there were a lot of questions in his heart.

The voice of the old ape moving the mountain was low: "You can ask him these questions in person later, now let's put your mind on this battle between the two of us, there is one thing I want to remind you, your mother Xiao Xiao at the beginning, but she cut off one of my arms," as he spoke, he puffed up his muscular left arm, and there was indeed a hideous wound on it, although he didn't know how this arm was taken back, but Meng Juntong felt that the hatred of this old ape for his mother was real.

Meng Juntong gathered his breath and pointed at Qing Feng: "Senior, although I don't know what happened at the beginning, but as a daughter, I am willing to bear all your anger for my mother, if you can beat me," Speaking of this, Meng Juntong slowly put the Qing Feng sword in front of his left arm: "Meng Juntong is willing to exchange his left arm for it." ”

The miniature scene was projected by Luo Wushuang with his magical power in a lake not far from the Black Iron Bamboo Forest, and at this moment, everyone, including Bai Yu, Anice, Ah Wen, and Xiang Xuan, they were all around this lake, looking at the two people who were about to start a decisive battle in the microcosm. The Seven Realms

"Oh my God, it's such a big game!" Ah Wen sighed: "I'm afraid that the old ape who moved the mountain didn't expect that Meng Juntong would put forward such a condition." ”

Luo Wushuang stood aside and was noncommittal, he was like the most fair judge in this battle at the moment, just quietly looking at the picture in the lake mirror.

Agnis was a little excited by Meng Juntong's work, and kept saying, This is like my master, domineering enough, Yunyun and the like.

However, Bai Yu and Xiang Xuan were both a little worried, after all, the old ape on the other side was the old ape moving mountains, although they didn't know what kind of existence this moving ape was before, but judging from the momentum of carrying the mountain peaks when he first appeared, it was really not something that ordinary people could deal with.

In this way, in the microcosm, Meng Juntong and the old ape who moved the mountain were already fighting fiercely.

Meng Juntong's sword qi was much faster than the previous rounds of battles, and his sword power was also twice as strong, which made the faces of those masters who had just been defeated under Meng Juntong's sword look much more ugly. It turned out that in the process of fighting with his own people, Meng Juntong still had the strength to retain, but in this way, they still failed to defeat Meng Juntong. This really makes these self-believing experts feel depressed.

In the lake mirror, Meng Juntong's whole person was guarded by a sword gang, and in the face of the old ape who moved the mountain, Meng Juntong took the initiative to attack the strategy.

Don't look at the mountain moving ape holding the mountain peak in his hand, but his speed of action has not been affected in the slightest, if he gives up the initiative to attack, Meng Juntong has already expected that he will be suppressed so that he can't even lift his head.

Meng Juntong's speed is of course faster than that of the mountain moving ape, and every sword slash will cut off a part of the mountain peak in the hands of the mountain moving ape, and the mountain moving ape mostly uses the mountain peak to resist Meng Juntong's attack.

The hundred-zhang high mountain was too oppressive, and Meng Juntong had to find a way to destroy his opponent's reliance. She didn't want to try the feeling of being overpowered.

Under Meng Juntong's sword qi, only one-third of the mountain peak was left, and at this point, Meng Juntong's true qi had also come to an end.

The eyes of the old ape who moved the mountain were fixed on Meng Juntong's body, just waiting for her to breathe, as long as Meng Juntong was ventilated, then it was the beginning of his change from defense to offense.

When a warrior breathes, it is when he is weakest, even if a powerful warrior breathes is only a matter of a moment, but in the duel, it will also become an important turning point for both sides.

Both sides knew what the other party was waiting for, Meng Juntong's forehead gradually oozed sweat, this breath had reached the time when it was not okay, and the old ape who moved the mountain gradually entered a strong attack posture, just waiting for the horn of attack to sound.