Looking at the four figures that came indifferently, countless hundred-year-old disciples of the Yiyuan Sect lowered their voices, their eyes were full of curiosity and deep awe, only some of the disciples of the inner courtyard were unremitting, and some were curious. And it's getting more and more evil.......

Especially when Wang Mo killed Li Wenshuo in one move, it was also like a hammer beating the hearts of all the disciples, especially when he knew that Li Wenshuo was in the early stage of the Eighth Palace, he had a very strong interest in this mysterious foursome in his heart, including these masters of the inner court!

Before the second round of the ring match began, in a small attic of the Killing and Nuring Hall in the inner courtyard, the hall master of the Killing and Nuring Hall looked at the disciple in front of him who was quite proud, "Liang'er, what do you think of the battle between Wang Mo and Li Wenshuo?"

At this moment, Bai Liang bowed slightly and nodded, "That Wang Mo is decisive in killing, has a peculiar body, and is a difficult guy, but he doesn't really do it, and he doesn't know his true strength!"

"Well! These four people are too weird, with only thirteen years of experience, they have such strength! Now that the old sect master is not here, Feng Wenruo's family seems to be not doing their job! In fact, they are old and cunning, I'm afraid that these four people were secretly cultivated by him!" After a pause, he was ruthless and ruthless, "Tomorrow, I will try to arrange for you to duel with Wang Mo for the third time, and the second time I will observe Wang Mo's true level!"

"If Feng Wen favors these four people so much, it must not be simple, he would rather kill by mistake than misplace!"

Bai Liang glanced at the Hall Master of the Killing Fury Hall in front of him, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he nodded fiercely........

Back to reality, there were still exclamations from time to time in the crowd, especially some new disciples of a hundred years, the realm in the early stage of the Eight Palaces of the Wounded Sect was really a bit dazzling in the eyes of these disciples, and they were a little immeasurable in the power of that realm, but no matter what, they must be stronger than Lu Feihong, or even stronger than Li Hongru!

Such a strong man was actually killed by Wang Mo with one move? How terrifying must this be.

Under the gaze of many amazed eyes, Wang Mo and the four of them walked into the field, and then arched their hands at the four elders and Feng Wenruo, as well as the white-bearded old man, and said, "I'm sorry, we're late." ”

"It's okay, it's not too late. The white-bearded old man smiled, his gaze at Wang Mo was also a little peculiar, and a feeling of not being able to see through the latter rose in his heart.

This man has hidden too much.

"Now that everyone has arrived, let's start!" The white-bearded old man just wanted to ask Feng Wenruo on the stage, but saw that the latter was half-lying on the chair sleeping, and the snoring could be heard from afar, so he shook his head helplessly, and then waved his hand and said with a smile.

Wang Mo nodded, and the four of them stood aside with Duanqin, and Li Hongru at this time also stared at him with strange eyes, which made Wang Mo glance at them a little helplessly.

But Wang Mo's mind was suddenly on a few people, and most of them were inner courtyard disciples, especially a person in a white robe, standing alone on the side, and the whole person gave people a cold feeling, as well as the masked man and the long-legged woman beside him, both exuding a strong aura on their bodies!

For some reason, Wang Mo actually laughed faintly..........

"The first scene!

With the order of the white-bearded old man, Nalan Tang and the others flew to the stands, only Wang Mo and the three of them walked up to He Yu and told him to be careful against the enemy..........

Ning Butian looked at He Yu in front of him and smiled coldly, "These days, listening to the rumors about your four brothers can make me sick, but now it's okay, I will let you experience what strength is..."

"The peak of the early stage of the Eighth Palace! Although it is not easy to deal with, but the challenge of skipping the level, Lao Tzu has not done it, I will let you lie on the ground and beg for mercy!"

"Haha, it seems that you have a lot of confidence in yourself. Ning Butian laughed loudly, staring at He Yu with his eyes in the forest.

"Can you start?" He Yu smiled slightly, but there was a coldness surging in his black eyes, why is this guy so underwhelming!!

"Then you can come!" Ning Butian's eyes were also surging with coldness, and he said that he would fight, he stepped out, and the majestic immortal power burst out, and the immortal power impacted one after another, shaking out cracks on the ground near it, and all the nearby gravel was also shaken into powder.

"Li Xiaoqing's defeat, this time. I'm going to let you experience it too!" With fierce eyes, Ning Butian didn't hesitate at all, and stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet! The whole earth seemed to tremble at this time, and he bent down violently and slammed his fist on the ground.

Boom!

An astonishing immortal power poured into the earth, only to see that the ground where He Yu was located collapsed instantly, and a fierce immortal power broke out like a sharp spear, blasting at He Yu's legs.

He Yu's body also moved, turning into an afterimage and swept out, and the afterimage was scattered at the same time. His figure had already appeared in front of Ning Butian as fast as lightning.

Shout!

He Yu's fingers were curled together, and the blue light flashed on his fingertips, like a magic spear, piercing through the void, and the Qiankun finger stabbed directly into Ning Butian's throat with a ruthless attitude.

"This ability, you also want to cause harm to me?!" Ning Butian grinned, his big hand was in front of his throat, and a gray-white immortal power poured into his arm, which actually made his arm look like it was made of rock, extremely hard.

Bite!

The sharp blue light slammed into Ning Butian's palm, but there was a sound of gold and iron, sparks splashed, and the latter's palm just trembled, blocking the attack from He Yu.

"Get out!"

Ning Butian turned his palm into a fist, and with a punch, the gray-white fairy power gushed out like a tide, carrying a hurried sound of breaking the wind, and smashed it angrily at He Yu.

Bang!

With a wave of He Yu's sleeve robe, his figure shot out backwards, and his toes were stable in mid-air, only to see the light of his palm flashing, and dozens of rays of light quickly blended into the air.

An astonishing wave of immortal power spread out quickly in the sky, and immediately the golden light spirit array directly emerged.

"Formation, such a fast formation speed!" Looking at the formation that appeared in the sky above He Yu, many people were surprised, the speed of He Yu's formation was too fast, what amazing control was needed?

"It's a Formation Immortal again, I'll go! When did a Formation Immortal become so common!"

"Buzz!"

He Yu's eyes were cold, and his handprints changed, only to see that in the golden light spirit array, a golden scimitar full of jagged teeth shot out, instantly tearing the air, turning into a golden light, and heading straight for Ning Butian.

On the stands, Nalan Tang's eyes were suddenly startled, and he subconsciously looked at Wang Mo, who was nearly a hundred meters away from him, his brows furrowed slightly, Wang Mo suddenly felt it, and turned back quickly, but saw that Nalan Tang had already withdrawn his gaze, He Fang stared at He Yu in the field, and said to Wang Mo: "Xiao Mo, it seems that Xiao Yu is also quite talented in setting up formations! When we first came to Yiyuan Sect, he was only a second-level formation immortal! Now he can easily deploy sixth-level formations!"

"Big brother!I can also lay out a sixth-level formation, but it's just not as fast as the third brother!!"

At the beginning, Wang Mo entered the Dragon Emperor Pillar to learn the way of the formation, and the next day it was all passed on to the three of He Fang, and now more than ten years have passed, and the attainments of the three of He Yu in the formation are indeed not to be underestimated...... But for Wang Mo, who has the heart of the formation in the realm outside the capital, there is still a big difference, even though the formation level is the same, it seems that the power is indeed dozens of times different.........

"Sixth-level formation, it turns out that you still have such a means now, but this kind of tattered formation, don't take it out and be embarrassed!" Ning Butian sneered, and on his arm, the green tendons were like dragons, gray and white, permeating the entire arm.

"Rock python piercing Peak!"

Ning Butian didn't show the slightest sign of dodging, his rock-like arm blasted out with a punch, and a low roar sounded, and the gray-white spiritual power swept away with a violent wind, and it was as if it had turned into a gray-white giant python and roared out, slamming into the scimitar that shot fiercely.

Bang!

The gray and white immortal power exploded, and the astonishing fluctuations spread out, and the huge golden scimitar covered with jagged teeth was actually shattered by Ning Butian's punch at this time, and the latter's strength was indeed quite amazing.

"Haha, He Yu, sure enough, the rumors are not credible! you only have this ability?" A punch smashed the golden scimitar, Ning Butian's eyes were even more disdainful, and he smiled mockingly.

However, although the ridicule is ridicule, but after all, Ning Butian is also a strong man at the peak of the early stage of the Eighth Palace, and his sense of battle is quite good, his body swept out, directly approaching He Yu, facing the array of immortals, and fighting with him in close quarters is the most beneficial way for himself, this battle is related to the battle of the seal, it is better not to make any mistakes because of the big deal.

"Punch you in the head!"

A hideous smile appeared on the corner of Ning Butian's mouth, and he smiled at He Yusen, only to see that his gray arm became darker at this time, like the strongest rock.

"Rock Light Fist!"

Ning Butian blasted out with a punch, and the majestic immortal power gushed out, which was actually accompanied by a low lion roar, and the gray and white immortal power condensed, turning into a stone lion with teeth and claws, shattering the air, and blasting at He Yu fiercely.

Bang bang!

The air exploded under the fist wind, forming an arc of qi that intertwined in front of the galloping stone lion.

He Yu looked at the amazing fist wind, there was also a cold glow in his black eyes, his five fingers were suddenly clenched, and three blue light prints flashed out, and they were immediately blasted out by his punch.

The three blue light seals turned into a blue ray, bursting out, and immediately exploded in front of the rushing stone lion, and the amazing immortal power was superimposed like waves.

Bang bang bang!