The second volume of the WTO entry chapter 110 decisive battle
The Kumu Taoist obviously didn't expect this to happen. He was here to cause trouble, and it was understandable for the other party to do this. He felt angry in his heart: Huh, even if you have a way, you may not be able to win. When it's over, you can avenge me for enduring the humiliation! Today!
This is just the beginning, sooner or later I will deal with you one after another.
"It's up to you. Anyway, the decision is in your hands, you have the final say."
Everyone saw that the attacker was evil, so they retreated and prepared for battle.
As Ouyang Zixuan, Leng Qingyue, and Mo Dingxuan came on stage, three more people who didn't look like good people jumped up. One was a big man with a tomahawk, one with a hairy face was holding two crocodile scissors, and a thin man was carrying one on his shoulders.
A long gun, but they were all around thirty years old. The atmosphere on the field was heightened to the extreme. The eyes of the eight people were full of murderous intent, as if a thunder suddenly appeared at the intersection of their eyes.
A streak of ice-cold energy appeared first, and the eight people moved almost at the same time. The weak ones couldn't see the battle on the stage at all. Feng Yu stood there and observed the enemy's moves. Sure enough, he restrained almost every one of the six young masters.
gesture.
However, at this moment, they couldn't take advantage at all. The Six Young Masters had known each other for many years and had never joined forces. However, they had a certain tacit understanding. How could they let the moves that restrained their teammates attack?
Even though they are in the same realm, two of the two eighth-level players are below the eighth-level, but they are quickly suppressed when fighting, and there is no chance to backhand. No matter what kind of vicious tricks are used, the combined efforts of several people can resolve them.
, to avoid targeting one person individually.
"Mo Fengyang!"
"Snow is falling on earth!"
The dark sword energy centered on An Yinan was swept by the strong wind, and the sword light rushed towards the four people on the opposite side one by one. The sword light was extremely sharp, enough to blow hair and break hair. The speed was so fast that it was also mixed with the sound of bursting through the air. Four
When people are in an emergency, they have no choice but to defend. However, they did not expect that for ordinary people, this move is a fatal death with a thousand cuts, but here it turns out to be just a cover, and its purpose is to prepare for the desolate snow falling on the world.
Pieces of crystal snowflakes were falling in the air. Leng Qingyue's sword pointed at the sky. He held the sword in his left hand, and his inner strength sketched out wonderful patterns. With a sweep, the snowflakes flew away like a sharp sword. It was not very lethal, but it could still cut.
There were traces of blood, and the attacks all over the sky were almost unavoidable, so we could only use internal force and external force to shoot down these sharp snowflakes.
"hateful!"
"The blue sea is turbulent!"
Ouyang Zixuan would not let go of this opportunity for the enemy to be in a hurry. The sword energy pushed forward like a wave, overlapping with each other. The big and round bastard had just pulled away and could only block it with his battle ax. The whole person looked like
He was mighty and tall, but under this move, he retreated steadily and had no chance to fight back.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Dingxuan, who had been sleeping, seemed to wake up from his hazy sleep. His bright eyes were shining. He did not speak, but the long sword in his hand was as majestic as a swimming dragon, with green light coming over him.
, the invisible sword light bypassed the three people in front of him, and approached the strong man. The living man who was still breathing just now had a hole in his chest in an instant, and blood flowed across it. The man stood there, but
He was no longer breathing, and the despair that emerged at the last moment of his life still remained in his eyes.
The people in the audience are not stupid. They have long known that this group of people has ulterior motives and is notorious. It is really satisfying to be killed by Mo Dingxuan at this moment!
"Master Sword is mighty!"
"Come on! Defeat them! Kill these scum!"
"How ironic that a thirty-year-old man challenged a twenty-five-year-old man and was killed!"
Tian Sanfeng laughed: "Haha, senior Yan Jianchen is not here, otherwise I would be proud of him. This sword kills beautifully!"
Taoist Kumu led a group of people to stand up, opened his coat, and revealed the black clothes underneath, "We agreed to compete in martial arts, but we actually killed people openly at the martial arts conference. Is this how you behave?"
Tian Sanfeng also stood up and stared at him solemnly, "Ku Mu, right? I don't need to say more about your purpose of coming here. I should have known the outcome a long time ago. Don't pressure me with any righteous rules."
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"In that case, don't blame us for being rude!"
The auras appeared one by one, shocking everyone around them, especially the people who were sitting next to them before. Just now, I had secretly ridiculed these people in my heart. I don’t know where they came from. They were not worthy of the stage at all. Some of them looked like
They are ugly, and some even hide their faces.
Oh my god, there are so many masters, almost all of them are fifth grade or above. The leader Kumu and a few people around him can't tell the realm at all, but the aura is so suppressed that I can't breathe at all, and the whole person seems to be frozen.
, I couldn’t move, I felt like I could be crushed to pieces by just breathing out!
The white-bearded old man who had been drinking beside Tian Sanfeng also opened his cloudy eyes: "Ku Mu, if you want to commit murder in our Tianshan sect, you have to pay the price!"
This voice reached everyone's ears like rolling thunder, like the gods above the nine heavens speaking, giving everyone hope.
Feng Yu was also suppressed by this aura, and he could feel that the strength of these two people should still be higher than that of the second grandfather. Whether they were in the Dongxuan realm or not, he could not see clearly.
"Taoist Wuwei, fight with me! Listen to the Seven Killers, they will kill without mercy!"
In the blink of an eye, both of them soared into the sky, heading towards the sky, and soon disappeared.
An Su and Yun Wen said to Tian Sanfeng: "Master Tian, you are presiding over this martial arts conference. You give the order. We will go together, so there is no need to be afraid of them."
Tian Sanfeng also had internal energy surging throughout his body, and the strength of the Wen Dao Realm was clearly visible. He led the masters in the stands: "Everyone, follow me to kill the demon bandits and protect the safety of the world!"
With this order, not only the people in the stands but also those under the stage drew their swords and charged towards the group of men in black.
Of course, unnecessary sacrifices are not advisable. The leader-level strength is against those around Kumu. They are all connected and heard the truth. Dozens of people choose another battlefield and sweep away towards the valley. Those who are left behind are all
He is a warrior in the realm of communication between the enemy and ourselves.
Led by the Sixth Young Master, Mo Dingxuan had killed the strong man just now. His morale was now high and he had no intention of retreating.
Feng Yu knows that once a warrior's strength reaches the seventh level, it is a qualitative change. It cannot be equaled by the sum of several sixth levels. Some weak sect disciples staying here will only increase casualties and mess up the situation.
It has no effect at all, but more people will cause trouble. This is not the time when more people will give you an advantage on the battlefield.
He started walking with Tianluo steps, without any desire to fight, and his target was only pointed at the location of the Sixth Young Master.
He knocked back several people with a single palm, grabbed Leng Qingyue's arm and pulled her back. Leng Qingyue was puzzled, thinking he was an enemy, and struck him with a sword. Feng Yu had no choice but to hold the long sword between his two fingers.
He explained loudly: "The most important thing now is to preserve your strength and let the disciples below the sixth grade evacuate first. The enemies are all elite warriors. If they stay, they will not be able to help but will die miserably in the chaos. You are the head disciple of the Tianshan Sect. You
Go and say it, quickly!”
Leng Qingyue was still surprised just now that someone could catch his sword with two fingers. After a few words, he realized that the people participating in the martial arts conference were not only the masters who competed on the stage, but also many young disciples of the sect.
"Thank you."
Then he turned around and rushed to the stands, using his inner strength to face the crowd below and shouting loudly: "All the disciples of the sixth grade, please retreat to the Tianshan Sect's cauldron at the foot of the mountain first. The disciples of the sixth and seventh grades will cover the retreat, and the others will block it."
them!"
The words of the leader's disciple worked well, and soon the crowd was divided. The fighting was still going on on the competition stage, with the upper-seventh-grade and eighth-grade disciples blocking the way. Those weak people were not stupid, and they knew
The meaning of my own existence is that going down the mountain is the best choice at this moment. I went down the mountain in a reasonable and orderly way.
Feng Yu was also escorting. Suddenly, he turned around and saw several familiar figures attracting his attention. When he saw them, he couldn't help but chuckle. Those were the people who came to Tianji Tower this time. The sixth-grade people were escorting the evacuation, and the seventh-grade ones were
They fight and say no mercy.
"Yo yo yo, you still dare to chase me, take a handful of my medicine powder." The green medicine powder flew in the air, knocking down many sixth-grade men in black.
"Hey, hey, hey, stop inking and follow the brothers from the Tianji Tower over there. Come on, come on, come on, move!"
Looking at them, Feng Yu felt very friendly. Although they were all at the sixth or seventh level, their methods were many and poisonous, and ordinary people couldn't do anything to them. With them around, he felt relieved, at least there wouldn't be much problem with this large army.
He pointed at the people around him and shouted: "Follow the people from the Tianji Building over there, they will take you to a safe place, and wait for the people above to annihilate the enemy and come down the mountain to celebrate!"
The leader from Tianji Tower also heard it and turned to look at the masked man, "Hey, brother, what do you call me?"
"Yan Wuming!"
"Oh~, I understand, I understand, that man suddenly gave me a flirtatious look, and his tone made people want to punch him.
However, he couldn't act recklessly at this moment. Feng Yu left behind a sentence of "Don't speak nonsense and went up again."
"Don't worry, brother, we are here, nothing will happen."
In the competition arena, a bunch of seventh- and eighth-grade people are intertwined, and their inner strength is constantly being released. Feng Yu found the person he was looking for, Liu Ye, Jiang Xingwan, An Yinan, etc. They were okay.
Everything is fine.
Feng Yu was relieved, turned around, his whole person changed, his momentum was like that of a tiger, he attacked decisively, killing many sixth-grade ones with one blow, the face under the mask was resolute and steady, and his kingly demeanor was revealed.
, that flowing movement made many people around him shine.
Who is this masked person? How come such a master didn’t see him take action on stage just now?