"Wen Tao!"

"Senior Brother Wen Tao!"

The elders and disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect shouted out one after another.

Elder Lei's face changed, and he waved a gentle force from his sleeves, holding Wen Tao who flew upside down, and letting him slowly fall among the disciples.

Wen Tao's handsome face became extremely ugly.

The mouth repeated: "Impossible, impossible, I can't lose······"

The audience on the stage was also stunned, and they were all a little dumbfounded.

The power of Wen Tao's sword before was obvious to everyone, and even the monk who was originally optimistic about Mo Wudao also felt it at that moment.

Wen Tao of the Infinite Sword Sect has won the battle!

can be so gorgeous, so domineering a sword.

was actually easily broken by Mo Wudao like this······

That's it?

That's it? That's it?

The audience was not disappointed, and many monks who bet on Wen Tao scolded angrily.

"Hold the grass!"

"What's going on? This Wen Tao of the Infinite Sword Sect can't be a fake match, ······right?

"It's rubbish!"

"Wait, isn't that Mo Lan too strong?"

"The Heavenly Demon Sect is worthy of being the number one sect in the Demon Dao, and any disciple who comes out can easily destroy the genius of the Infinite Sword Sect, who is known as the supreme sword path. ”

"Haha, it seems that my Demon Dao disciple is much stronger than the Righteous Dao disciple, hahaha!"

The spectators in the audience lost nothing more than some spirit stones.

But the Wuji Sword Sect had lost a big face this time, and everyone's faces were very ugly, especially the Elder Lei who was in charge of Wuji City.

His face was ugly and scary, his figure flashed, and he came to the No. 2 sword platform.

"You are by no means a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who are you, why are you pretending to be a junior disciple and hurting my Wuji Sword Sect?"

A cold killing intent flashed in Elder Lei's eyes, and he snorted coldly.

Mo Wudao sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, this Infinite Sword Sect wouldn't admit it so honestly.

"Infinite Sword Sect, can't you afford to lose!"

In the face of Elder Lei's terrifying killing intent, Mo Wudao was not afraid at all, his face was as usual, and a thick color of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Humph!"

Elder Lei's face was awe-inspiring, and the terrifying coercion burst towards Mo Wudao, and said: "You shameless boy, not only pretending to be a demon demon and trying to blame the Heavenly Demon Sect, but also hurting my Sword Sect disciples with despicable means, do you want to provoke the enmity between my Heavenly Demon Sect and the Wuji Sword Sect, or do you want to provoke the dispute between the righteous and the demons in the cultivation realm. ”

"Today, the old man will do the way for the heavens and destroy you, the demon who is in the realm of troubled cultivation!"

Elder Lei actually wanted to kill Mo Wudao in front of these countless monks.

And the reason was just that the other party defeated their genius disciple with one sword.

The audience present was not stupid, no matter how high-sounding this Elder Lei said, they could still tell the truth from the false.

"Roar!"

Mo Wudao also really admired Elder Lei's shamelessness, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Elder Lei, your ability to buckle your hat is really powerful, what kind of battle between good and evil has been raised, do you want to be embarrassed." ”

"The rules of the kendo tournament are clearly written, anyone, as long as the age meets the requirements and pays enough spirit stones, can challenge the top ten people in the kendo tournament rankings, and the winner can get a place to enter the sword washing pool. ”

"Now that I've won, you don't admit it, and you still arrange that I'm not a junior, saying that I'm not a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, hehe······"

"If you can't afford to lose, it's best not to hold this kendo tournament in the future!"

"Wuji Sword Sect, it will be called Shameless Sword Sect in the future!"

Mo Wudao's voice was very loud, and he used his mana, making his voice almost resound throughout the square.

The audience also shouted.

Although this Infinite City is the territory of the Infinite Sword Sect.

However, it was also a little difficult for the Wuji Sword Sect to cover the sky with one hand, and many demon monks who were not afraid of death cheered for Mo Wudao.

"Elder Lei, if you can't afford to lose, this kendo conference will be canceled!"

"Yes, yes, since the sword washing pool is so precious, you can keep it for yourself and enjoy it! However, the name of the world's number one kendo faction, let's hide it by yourself in the future!"

"It's so shameless, it's a shame to lose the face of sword cultivation, what kind of kendo faction are you talking about!"

"I think the sword path of this Wuji Sword Sect is 'cheap and cheap'! hahaha······"

Countless monks laughed one after another, especially those demonic monks who were not afraid of heaven and earth, and they all sneered.

"If it's this 'cheap way', there really is no one in the cultivation realm who can compare to the Wuji Sword Sect. ”

"Hahahaha······"

All of a sudden, there was a lot of ridicule in the audience.

Many people may not be purely complaining about Mo Wudao, but they still like to see it when they take the opportunity to step on the Wuji Sword Sect or the Righteous Dao Sect.

No. 2 than the sword platform.

Mo Wudao had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, looked around, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Elder Lei, you have heard it, this is the will of the people. ”

The killing intent in Elder Lei's eyes still lingered, and seeing Mo Wudao's smug appearance, he said in a deep voice: "Even so, do you think the old man won't dare to kill you?"

As he spoke, Elder Lei raised his palm, as if he had made up his mind, and in the face of public opinion, he wanted to kill this junior who dared to provoke the majesty of the Wuji Sword Sect.

"I'll go!"

Mo Wudao was really so angry that he laughed, this Wuji Sword Sect was too shameless, and with a thought in his mind, the Great Killer Star Scar Sword and Babel Tower were ready to go.

If there is no one to stop it, then you can only admit it and run away first and then make other plans.

The monks in the audience who supported Mo Wudao were also a little stunned.

Is this Infinite Sword Sect really planning to be shameless to the end?

But··· But they could only scold a few words.

They don't have the strength, they don't have the ability to help!

In the cultivation realm, strength is king.

Only with strong cultivation and the magic power to crush everyone can they be qualified to uphold justice and justice.

Inside the Deluxe Box.

The woman in white from the overseas fairy island also sighed helplessly.

Letting go of his breath, the powerful power of the primordial god directly invaded Elder Lei's sea of consciousness, and said in a gentle but domineering voice: "This little guy, you Wuji Sword Sect, you can't move!"

On the No. 2 Sword Comparison Platform, Elder Lei was obviously startled by the voice that suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge.

"Who is here!"

Elder Lei's powerful divine sense spread out like a tide, and his eyes scanned the surroundings fiercely.

Soon, he sensed the vague aura in the box where Mo Wudao was, and Elder Lei's face changed, and he was slightly surprised in his heart.

"It's actually that woman! This woman's cultivation is so strong!"

can silently invade his sea of primordial consciousness and speak, and his cultivation is at least at the same level as him.

In Elder Lei's ears, another puzzled voice came to mind, "Elder Lei, who is that person?"