Ling Heng was also a little embarrassed at the moment.

The strength of Brahma Heart was somewhat unexpected.

The opponent defended more and attacked less, and Ling Heng attacked very fiercely, but he did not achieve the expected effect.

"I've heard about Buddhism and I'm good at defense, but when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary!"

Ling Heng's expression was solemn, and after praising it, the cyan long sword in his hand suddenly turned crimson.

"However, the next move can't be stopped by the earthen wall alone!"

Fan Xin's gaze swept over, and he immediately felt the faint power on the cyan long sword, and knew that this Ling Heng was probably about to make a killing move!

Recalling Mo Wudao's muttered words, Fanxin had to touch out a golden Buddha bead.

This Buddha bead is a unique magic weapon of the Great Compassion Sect, which can withstand the full force of the monks below the out-of-body stage.

It's a pity that this is a one-time magic weapon, and it becomes a waste after resisting it.

In the end, Fan Xin and Ling Heng had a draw.

This result was naturally unacceptable to Ling Heng's side, and at this moment, Mo Wudao's side was one game ahead.

"Little monk, you're not honest!"

Mo Wudao still complained, but he couldn't criticize too much.

That Ling Heng must still have a hole card that has not been played, the young pavilion master of Yunxiao Pavilion, where may it only be so powerful.

Now there are reservations, probably because of the existence of Bai Ze's envoy!

If you violate the rules of WTO accession and use more force than the limit, you will be directly disqualified and expelled.

Fanxin has reservations, and Ling Heng also has reservations!

If you are desperate, you really don't know who wins or loses, and if you draw a game, you can barely count this little monk as useless.

After Ling Heng got off the field, his face was a little ugly, his side didn't win a game, this situation was very unfavorable.

"Of the three people on the other side, Yi Mei'er of the Flower Sect is the most threatening, although that Linglan looks dangerous, but the mana fluctuation does not seem to be more than the middle of the Yuan Infant, as for that Qingqiu, there is no need to worry. ”

Ling Heng analyzed it and felt that his side was still very dominant in the remaining three games.

In the third game, Qingqiu played.

Then he fought with the opponent's Ziyang Palace's late Yuanying master for a while, and then took the initiative to admit defeat.

Three innings ended with a draw.

Qingqiu originally belonged to cannon fodder, and he didn't care if he won or lost, in the next two games, they would win.

"In the next two games, we will win!"

Ning Yuan of the Imperial Spirit Sect came on the field.

Mo Wudao smiled and stepped into the ravine-crisscrossed valley.

"You're no match for me. ”

Ning Yuan was full of confidence, and after glancing at Mo Wudao, his eyes turned to Yi Mei'er, who was watching the play off the stage, "She is worthy of my shot." ”

"Win me, I allow you to challenge her again!" Mo Wudao smiled slightly.

Ning Yuan's eyes lit up, and he looked at Bai Ze's envoy who was a guest referee, and Bai Ze's envoy nodded, "If both parties agree, it is naturally possible." ”

"Good!"

A blue spear slowly appeared in Ning Yuan's hand, and the spiritual power on the tip of the spear was entwined, and the cold light was shining.

"Uh······"

Mo Wudao's head suddenly sank slightly, only to feel a sudden feeling of dizziness.

"This spear is really weird, and it can affect the mind before it is shot. ”

As soon as his mind moved, a long sword with a cold light also appeared in Mo Wudao's hand, and the purple light on the sword body was shining, and he couldn't see the virtual and real grades.

This sword is naturally Mo Wudao's natal magic weapon Star Mark Sword, the best spiritual weapon.

After learning about Ning Yuan's extraordinaryness from Yi Mei'er, Mo Wudao thought that ordinary methods could not deal with this guy, so he had to respond to the enemy with the Star Scar Sword.

He is very confident, as soon as the Star Mark Sword comes out, this spear will be wasted!

"To deal with a commodity like you, Lao Tzu only needs one trick. ”

Ning Yuan snorted coldly, the spear in his hand waved, his figure flashed, and with an incomparably powerful power, he stabbed Mo Wudao's head.

"Humph!"

The true yuan in Mo Wudao's dantian turned wildly, and his body was also extremely fast!

The Star Mark Sword slashed through a purple light, cutting Ning Yuan's spear head-on!

"Boom!"

The two strong spiritual powers collided together, causing a circle of ripples, and the suppressed aura spread out in all directions.

"Interesting. ”

Ning Yuan suddenly withdrew his spear, and then swung it continuously, Mo Wudao raised his sword to parry, the magic weapons intersected, and there was a bang, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Ning Yuan's body shook, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, the flying sword of the other party could actually resist the attack of his spear, which was really extraordinary.

"It should also be a top-grade spiritual weapon, an elite disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it is not impossible to have a top-grade flying sword. ”

Thinking so in his heart, the movements in Ning Yuan's hand did not stop, and he sneered in his heart, the spear in his hand was not an ordinary high-grade spiritual weapon.

"Isn't it enough to do it with one move? What's the matter, this fellow Daoist!"

Mo Wudao's taunt suddenly sounded, but he saw that the other party's long sword suddenly stabbed his chest with a drenching sword aura.

This guy actually dares to fight back!

"Die!"

A flash of murderous intent flashed in Ning Yuan's eyes, and the tip of the spear in his hand suddenly flashed blood-red, as if there were thousands of evil ghosts rushing to his face, making Mo Wudao's heart tremble.

When the Yuan Shen was attacked, the movements in his hands naturally slowed down a little, and a fatal flaw was revealed.

Ning Yuan smiled cruelly, and the spear in his hand stabbed out without hesitation.

I saw a long sword shining with cold light stabbing out obliquely from a very strange angle and striking at the spear.

When the bang!

Ning Yuan's indestructible spear was actually pierced by the flying sword in an instant, and under the sword qi, the spear head was directly shattered.

"Ahh

Ning Yuan was shocked in his heart, and then he was furious, his magic weapon was actually destroyed.

But even more angry in the back, Mo Wudao succeeded in one blow, and with a turn of his body, the Star Scar Sword changed direction and slashed straight down.

This sword was so fast that Ning Yuan couldn't even dodge it, so he had to swing the shaft of the spear sideways!

"Click!"

The barrel of the spear was also broken in two, and the thick energy also slammed into Ning Yuan's True Yuan shield, and he immediately took three steps back.

"The best spiritual weapon!"

Ning Yuan's eyes were fixed on the Star Trace Sword in Mo Wudao's hand, the sword just now, he could see it clearly, the other party's magic weapon was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"What!"

Offstage, Ling Heng and the other monks also widened their eyes, their eyes suddenly became hot!Their eyes flickered, and they didn't seem to care much about the outcome of the battle, but instead looked at the flying sword in Mo Wudao's hand with some greed.

Even the group of Bai Ze envoys were in a commotion!

The best spiritual weapon, that is a real treasure, a top-level magic weapon that only monks who are above the distraction and integration period can have.

Now, it is held in the hands of a young boy!

"I lost!"

Ning Yuan stared at the Star Trace Sword in Mo Wudao's hand, and returned to the stage with a gloomy face.

"In the fourth game, Ling Lan won!"

Two to one!

Mo Wudao's side occupies an absolute lead!

In the last game, the late Yuan Infant of Ziyang Palace fought against Yi Mei'er of the Flower Sect!

Ling Heng's face no longer had the confidence he had before, his face was a little unsightly at the moment, and in the last game, he didn't have much hope.

In this battle of the monks, they have already lost!

This time, the battle for the luck of the emperor who went down the mountain can probably only hope that the remnants of the army of Wei and Qingyue can resist the attack of the Three Kingdoms Alliance!