"It's... How is this possible... I'm not mistaken, he knocked six times so casually... There must be something wrong with this, what kind of despicable means are used by this guy!"

"The demon general Gu Marlo worked hard to knock four times, and this person actually knocked six times at random... However, the demon general Chi Mi'er rang eight times, this Wang Mo is absolutely unsurpassed!"

Wang Mo's figure, they are no strangers, a few days ago, in the first round, as the first immortal who dared to seriously injure the demon general on this occasion, he immediately made the surrounding Chiyou people remember his appearance deeply.

It's just that these people don't think how strong Wang Mo is, in their opinion, Wang Mo's opponent Zi Buming is not strong enough, which is the key to his failure to be seriously injured!

If this Wang Mo meets Chi Mi'er or Pingzhi and others, he will definitely lose! This is almost the very certain idea in the hearts of most people.

But now, this Wang Mo, who is extremely ordinary in their eyes, actually rang six times in front of everyone, very easily, and even almost child's play!

This scene shocked everyone!

Some people even wondered if the war drum was broken, but when they saw that many of their companions around them were injured by the sound waves formed by the fusion of these six drums, and even fainted, their own bodies were also demonic qi vibrating, and they almost left their bodies, and their doubts suddenly dissipated.

In addition, with the war drum as the central point, the ring spreads out for hundreds of zhang, and after the impact, it becomes a cracked ground, which also shows how strong the impact just now was!

To be able to wreak havoc in this imprisoned square can only be described as incredible.

Among the demon generals, almost all of them gasped at this moment, including Marlowe's face was bitter, and he shook his head, completely giving up the idea of competing with Wang Mo.

The only one among the demon generals, this woman's whole body is shrouded in armor, although this armor is the whole body, but it is extremely exposed, showing her body concave and convex.

This woman was wearing a helmet to cover her face, and she could only see a pair of bright beautiful eyes, shining with fine light, looking at Wang Mo.

Among the demon generals, his eyes were shocked, and he carefully looked at Wang Mo a few times, Leng Ruocan, who was beside him, and said in a low voice at this moment: "I said it a long time ago, this person is very strong!"

Ping Zhi snorted coldly and did not speak, but his face was gloomy.

Among the demon generals, there was only Chi Mi'er, who looked as usual, not looking at Wang Mo, but looking at the sky in the distance, without saying a word. The people of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect standing next to him looked at Wang Mo with murderous intent in their eyes.

In the midst of the noise, the golden-armored man's face was extremely ugly, he looked at the war drum in a daze, and clenched his fists!

Wang Mo raised his right hand, withdrew it from the war drum, and turned to look at the golden-armored man, at the moment he turned around, the noise around him suddenly quieted down, and everyone's eyes were concentrated on Wang Mo.

"You, lose!" Wang Mo pointed at the golden-armored man with his right hand, and said flatly: "Your other hand, I want it too!!"

The moment the drum was struck just now, the elastic force that reverberated was blocked by the life and death imprint outside Wang Mo's body, but the power of this rebound was extremely great, even Wang Mo dissolved this power after nearly two thousand layers of life and death imprints dissipated.

The imprint of life and death is endless, as long as it does not collapse all these thousands of daos in an instant, it will condense again! This is the real power of Wang Mosheng's four imprints!

"No wonder the black-robed man once said that he has hundreds of millions of life and death imprints to defend himself, even if the immortal capital collapses, he will be safe and sound, this kind of defense is indeed rare in the world!"

And at the same time at this moment, Wang Mo suddenly had a very bold and inexplicable idea in his mind..." Immortal Shelter..."

Besides, the golden-armored man, when he heard Wang Mo's words, his face suddenly became even more gloomy, he snorted coldly, and said: "The old man said that you can't exceed six times, you are stupid, you can't hear the meaning of the old man's words!

As soon as these words came out, even the people in the surrounding stands, there were some people who secretly sighed that this Lord Jin Wei was too narrow!

Wang Mo glanced at the golden-armored man coldly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and struck back, landing on the war drum in an instant.

"Knock!" the seventh drum whined, echoing after the sixth, and this drum sounded as if it had struck everyone's hearts, making everyone's hearts beat and tremble.

A strong force of shock erupted from the drums of war, as if a violent wind swept by, Wang Mo's hair fluttered, and the shattered square of hundreds of zhang around it immediately shook again, as if there were dragons and snakes swimming in it, and the broken stones formed waves and swept over.

Wang Mo's right hand did not stop, he looked coldly at the golden-armored man with a more gloomy face, and his right fist struck again.

"Boom!" The eighth drum whined, through the world, seven before the war drums, if the power of its rebound is a raging wave, then from the eighth sound, the power of this rebound is like a flood!

The demon general Chi Mi'er can ring seven times without injury, but this eighth blow is to force his body to retreat and his armor to shatter inch by inch!

The eighth drum sounded, and at this moment, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the sound of drums and whining formed a storm, with the war drum as the central point, and spread wildly to all sides.

Wang Mo's right hand did not move at all, his body was floating straight in the air, his right fist touched the war drum, and his eyes were staring at the gold-armored man.

In the sky, the eighth thunder also triggered the thunder, and in the rumbling sound, Wang Mo's voice slowly came out.

"Eight times!" The golden-armored man's face twitched slightly, he stared at Wang Mo, and said gloomily: "I will recommend it to the Clan Lord for you!"

Wang Mo shook his head, and said in a flat voice: "I want your hand!"

"Bold!" the golden-armored man shouted, his eyes revealing a thick murderous intent, and shouted, "Say it again!"

"I'm going to want you to have a hand!" The moment Wang Mo's voice came out, his right hand hit the war drum again, and at this moment, the drum roared!

The ninth drum sounded like a thousand waves, rushing out frantically, with Wang Mo's words, as if it had become countless echoes, and swept away frantically in all directions.

"I want your hand!" In the whole heaven and earth, at this moment, it seemed that there was only one voice left.

Especially under the impact of the ninth drum, with the power of the drum, the sky moved, and in the sky, the thunder rolled, as if the heaven and the earth were about to collapse, and in the violent reverberation of the rumbling, that sentence seemed not to be Wang Mo speaking, but this day! but this earth! It was this heaven and earth roaring!

This voice represents heaven and earth!

The sound of heaven and the sound of the earth merge with the sound of the drum and turn into a word! This word is not louder than thunder, but it is more amazing than thunder!

This unimaginable momentum made the golden-armored man's face instantly pale, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back, his face was pale, and his ears were buzzing!

At the moment just now, he had an illusion as if he was facing the might of heaven and earth, and the demonic qi in his body was surging, and he really had the slightest urge to cut off his arm.

The people in the stands around were shocked at this moment, they didn't have the courage to talk like before, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet!

Among these spectators, except for a few people, none of them doubted that if Wang Mo's words just now were to himself, he would definitely really cut off his arm.

That voice just now is the power of heaven! This voice is the rules, and it is the most majestic word between the surrounding heaven and earth!

Among the demon generals, Mi'er took her eyes off the sky for the first time and landed on Wang Mo.

Among the demon commanders, except for the white-robed man who was still unmoved, and didn't even look at Wang Mo, the other seven people, their faces changed slightly, and their eyes looked at Wang Mo, becoming a little strange.

"Kill against the sky!" The seven demon commanders looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

They didn't notice that the unmoved white-robed man, at the moment when the voice echoed, his eyes that had always been closed opened a slight crack, and a smile slowly hung on the corner of his mouth.

Among the deputy marshals, the deputy marshal Peng Lang was completely stunned, and Heng Jun, who was sitting next to him, sighed secretly.

The golden-armored man's face was pale, but he returned to normal in an instant, he stared at Wang Mo, and said slowly: "The sound of the drum is used to attract Tianwei, but unfortunately, you borrowed the power of the Galu war drum, otherwise, if you truly achieve the realm of killing against the sky by yourself, let alone taking my arm, it is taking my life, and the old man will also send it with both hands!"

"It's just that now, if you want to take my arm, it's impossible!" The golden-armored man took a deep breath, stared at Wang Mo, shook his head and said, "If you can ring fifteen times, the old man swears to the ancestor Chiyou here that he will cut off his arm to you!"

"If you can't do it, shut up for me, if it's noisy, the old man can't help but take action and finish you off!"

Wang Mo glanced at the golden-armored man coldly, this person's cultivation is very high, Wang Mo already knew when he received the Sun Spear before, this person's cultivation should have reached the peak of the middle stage of entering the Dharma Dao, and it is only a trace away from the late stage of entering the Dharma Dao!

Although this person's cultivation is only one realm higher than that of the deputy Shuai Hengjun, the gap in this realm is very big for Wang Mo!

This is still secondary, the most important thing is that this person's cultivation method is extremely domineering, and Wang Mo immediately sensed the strangeness of this power when he took the Sun Spear before.

In his opinion, the supernatural power of this golden-armored man is related to the heat, the strength of this supernatural power, with this person's cultivation, is enough to stand at the pinnacle in the equivalent realm, even in the late stage of ordinary Dharma entry, this person dares to fight!

Retracting his gaze, Wang Mo no longer looked at the golden-armored man, but fell on the war drum, he had already struck nine times, and the power of the ninth drum whine broke through nearly three thousand layers of life and death imprints.

"Even if Chixin can't play, I knock nine times, at most one more knock, and I am qualified to enter the top ten, and I should not continue too much, otherwise, once I get injured, it will be more than worth the loss......"