“... Brother, that... Or ......"

"No, you're not his opponent, don't look at that old boy's consumption after the battle just now, but it should not be underestimated in the slightest!

If you go up, there is a chance that you will be defeated, and at this time I can only go up and take advantage of his weakness to send him away completely...... As long as they kill him, their Flaming Sect will no longer be able to pull up many tricks, so that our Qingshui Sect can still maintain the second place as before. ”

Mo Qing wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by the old man just as he spoke, and at first, his tone was quite stern and decisive, and then he probably realized that it seemed a little inappropriate to say this, so his tone calmed down again and explained to Mo Qing.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Mo Qing couldn't find any good reason for him to ask why he wanted to fight, and in this stunned effort, the old man's fingers moved slightly, and he wrote his name on the characteristic wooden card.

This kind of brand is refined by a special secret method, once it is written, it cannot be changed, seeing this, although Mo Qing still wants to say something, he can only stop talking.

The strong man surnamed Liu over there was also a little stunned, he clearly said just now that he wanted to let himself fight, I don't know what happened to the senior brother, and suddenly changed his mind again, without consulting himself, he directly changed his mind.

Zhu Shigu put the wooden card upside down on the stone table in front of him, and then the corners of his mouth moved slightly to communicate with the strong man surnamed Liu, as if he was explaining something.

The strong man nodded slightly, as if he understood something, but after a while, two slightly suspicious eyes looked at Mo Qing, obviously he didn't trust Mo Qing's words just now, after all, a person whose cultivation was similar to him, but what did he say here to hear the transmission of the red boy whose cultivation was a cut higher than them, it was really unbelievable, but the senior brother really believed it.

This made him a little apprehensive in his heart, feeling that his senior brother's approach was a bit too reckless, such a thing is not child's play, and should be considered carefully.

It didn't take long for such a thought in his heart to appear, and it disappeared completely, because the people of the Flaming Gate over there also wrote a wooden plaque, and unveiled it together with Zhu Shigu, and the name written on the wooden plaque over there was a red child!

In this way, the strong man surnamed Liu was a little incredulous, and looked at Mo Qing's gaze, which was a little strange, as if he was thinking about how Mo Qing did it.

It wasn't just him who was stunned, the red boy over there waited until he saw clearly that the person who fought in the Qingshui Sect was Zhu Shigu, his face was also slightly stunned at first, and then he became gloomy, and it seemed that things were beyond his expectations.

Zhu Shigu, who had been watching the movement of the Flaming Gate, found out this, a smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "Red Child Daoist is really hardworking, just after a big battle, he went directly to the battle without resting, this kind of desperate spirit is really embarrassing!"

The red boy blackened his face, snorted and did not speak, the expressions on the faces of the Chen Bald of the Yunmeng Sect over there were slightly relaxed, no longer as serious as before, after all, Zhu Shigu's strength, they are still very clear, they can fight with the red boy on weekdays, at this time the red boy is a tired soldier, the two meet, one is the other, naturally not Zhu Shigu's opponent, these are also what they like to see.

The two of them didn't have much delay here, but after a few words, they walked towards the red square.

The strong man surnamed Liu originally thought that Mo Qing would be overjoyed after knowing that his guess was not wrong, but he quietly looked at Mo Qing for a while, but he didn't find that Mo Qing had any look of joy, but was a little depressed.

What are these young people thinking in their heads now? Why can't they see it? Are they really old?

The strong man surnamed Liu thought in his heart, and then he ignored it, and looked at the field with slightly excited eyes, looking forward to the senior brother beating the hard stubble of the red boy.

Unlike the smile on the surface, Zhu Shigu was actually very vigilant and serious in his heart, because he clearly knew how difficult the red boy was.

Although the other party consumes a lot of money, but he also responds solemnly, without the slightest carelessness, years of experience tells him that there are many times, things are bad in the word careless!

Thinking this in his heart, his attention became more focused, and with a cheer, the duel began.

It's just that there was an unusually hot and fierce battle at the beginning of the game, and after the game started, neither of them acted rashly, but stood on both sides of the square, looking at each other vigilantly, and a heavy momentum quietly emanated from the two of them, one fiery and the other cold.

When the cold and the heat collided together, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the middle of the distance between the two, as if ice water was poured on top of the hot molten iron!

A white vapor rose into the air, and then rolled away in all directions, and in just a moment's effort, the area where the two of them were located was shrouded in this kind of smoke, interfering with the sight of everyone next to them.

This kind of confrontation continued, and the other two people of the Flaming Gate looked ugly, looking closely at the white gas filled square, one of the elders couldn't help but grasp the clothes on his side.

After all, the red children of his own sect have consumed too much, and if he continues to compete like this, he will naturally not be the opponent of the old thief Zhu of the Qingshui Sect!

Unlike their nervousness, the strong man surnamed Liu was much calmer, he looked at the steamy square with slight excitement, as if he was ready to cheer for his senior brother at any time, Mo Qing was still standing there quietly as before, watching the competition between them quietly.

In this way, after about half a cup of tea, there was a childish muffled snort, and it was obvious that the red boy had suffered a dark loss.

The faces of several people in the Flaming Gate tightened, while the big man surnamed Liu was overjoyed, and Mo Qing's expression remained unchanged.

With the sound of the muffled snort, the confrontation between the two people inside was also broken, and the aura and fire flickered in the rising white mist at the same time as the muffled snort, like a giant dragon crossing the river, and the stirring water vapor was scattered and drumming everywhere!

Then there were fierce collision sounds in it one after another, and the battle was extremely fierce, from extremely static to extremely moving, and all the transformations were completed in an instant!

Even Mo Qing had to secretly admit that the battle between the two was indeed very interesting.