Sushu, Tang Mo's water symbol was finished. Looking up, Zhan Tao was still charging.
Tang Mo is speechless. "Do you want people to wait for you to charge you when you fight with others? This level is embarrassed to say that you are a king -level? Still dare to go to our house to challenge, where do you have the courage to come from?
Ah, is it because your skin is particularly thick? "
Zhan Tao's complexion was flushed, and he was angry and shy. He was also used for this trick for the first time. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to control.
The people of the Zha family also felt that their skin was hot, and their performance was really shameful.
The warrior is even more dark like the bottom of the pot, this idiot! It is not worthy of the inheritance of the warrior!
As for the audience and other families below, they are all laughing. It's so funny, but they dare not offend the warrior, and they are a little uncomfortable.
But there are exceptions. For example, Tang You and Tang Miao Miao who laughed into a group, such as the people who mocked the taunt on their faces. There are also Liu Shaozhu who shook his head and sigh.
Then, then
Fu Yunxiu glanced in surprise. He thought that the relationship between the two allies was firm, and it seemed that it was not.
You don't have to think about how everyone thinks of themselves, but it doesn't matter. When he win, these taunt will naturally be covered by the light of victory.
Finally, the spiritual Tomahawk condensate.
Zhan Tao yelled: "Die!"
Then the ax was split, and the spiritual Tomahawk screamed.
Tang Mo waved his hand lightly, and the water runes were printed with a heavenly impact.
Palm seal and Tomahawk met in mid -air and stiffed each other.
However, Zhan Tao obviously had no succession, but Tang Mo had more than ease.
The powerful thoughts poured into the palm seal. In the moment, the water runes were printed with blue light, and the countless water flow was born from nothingness, and then turned into a Tomahawk into a Tomahawk.
The yellow light on the Tomahawk was clear, and it was obviously supported to the limit.
Zhan Tao was cracking, squeezing the only spiritual power in the body, and yelled: "Stop me!"
Tang Mo hummed coldly, "I don't self -measure." Then a spiritual power was remitted into the palm print.
In the next second, the palm printed forward forward, the psychic Tomahawk was broken, and it turned into pure earth spirit.
The palm of the water rune was shot from the bottom without hindrance to Zhan Tao. The latter did not resist at all. After being directly photographed on the ground, "click" a few crispy lings of the bone fracture, it was his painful howling
Then, then
Tang Mo raised his hand to scatter the scattered palm print, and he said high: "The majesty of my Tang family is not provocative, and the next time, it is not just broken legs."
When she was out, she glanced at the battle's family, and her eyes were hidden in the eyes.
The eyes of the warrior were red, and the eyes were hidden in the depths of both eyes, but he did not explode. It was normal for the juniors to fight and kill.
Then, then
Moreover, at this time, there was no good benefit to the Tang family. The two ethnic groups started war. Unless there is a large gap between strength, it will be cheaper for third parties.
Therefore, he couldn't swallow this tone, and he had to swallow it. Everything was taken by the warrior.
When Tang Mo stepped down, he suddenly turned back: "Forget to tell you that you are not only the weakest king level I have ever seen, but also the stupid king level I have seen."
Murder, there is no more than this.
Zhan Tao couldn't bear it anymore, spit out a blood, and fainted directly.
With a "bang" sound, the master of the Zhan family smashed the table next to him angrily, and said in a cold voice: "Go and bring Zhan Tao back."
The two juniors of the Zhan family looked at each other and hurriedly went to the stage to carry people.
However, no matter how angry or embarrassed he is, Patriarch Zhan has no intention of leaving - leaving now is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to gain luck, which is not worth it.
Although everyone in the Tang family had full confidence in Tang Mo, they were also a little shocked by this result. They felt that Zhan Tao was completely like a child in front of Tang Mo, and could be knocked down at the first push. Their strength was not at the same level at all.
Tang Mo just once
Come, Chi Huo jumped back on her shoulder and shouted happily, as if to congratulate her.
Tang Xingrui looked at her with complicated eyes and asked, "How much strength did you use?"
Tang Mo blinked, "Not even 50%." She was telling the truth. From the beginning to the end, she only used one move, which was not the strongest one. Less than 50% was too much.
Tang Xingrui was even more surprised, but then he laughed heartily. He could probably retire early. He was so relieved that the Tang family was in Tang Mo's hands.
Tang Mingchen and others looked at each other in shock. The young master of their family was a little too strong.
The moment Zhan Tao was taken down and the arena became empty.
Fu Yunxiu jumped up directly and raised his eyebrows at Young Master Chang without saying anything, "Please?"
Patriarch Chang's brows twitched, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "Be careful."
Chang Ning stood up and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I'm not a loser like Zhan Tao who relies on pills to break through."
Tang Mo'er had a sharp eye and caught the conversation between the two. He immediately understood that no wonder Zhan Tao was so weak.
Chang Ning walked onto the ring and was observing Fu Yunxiu all the way. He had heard about the Fu family's lightning genius since he was a child, and today he was asked to see if this so-called genius was just a name for himself.
Fu Yunxiu was naturally sizing him up as well. He had just heard from his elder brother that Chang Ning was a wood-type warrior with strong attack and defense and almost no weaknesses.
But what he heard in his ears was that attack and defense were not good, and there were weaknesses everywhere - being average at all means having no advantages.
After all, Chang Ning is not a great genius, and his attributes are still limited by him.
If Chang Ning were replaced by a genius of Tang Mo's level, Fu Yunxiu would naturally believe that he was excellent in all aspects, and whether he was strong or not was relative.
The battle begins.
Open the field directly all year round, and in an instant, the entire arena turns into a green grassland, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, making people extremely relaxed.
Fu Yunxiu became a little interested. This field actually integrated fantasy, which was interesting.
Seeing that Fu Yunxiu didn't respond, Chang Ning thought that his field couldn't take action, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was from the wood type, so if he competed with the thunder field, he would really suffer.
Immediately afterwards, Chang Nian opened his hands, and countless vines sprang out from the field, twisting into a green tree monster nearly fifty meters high in mid-air.
The change only takes one breath, which is much better than Zhan Tao.
Chang Ning said: "If you can take this move, I will lose."
Fu Yunxiu nodded, "As you wish." He did not take out the blood shadow gun, but used the secret technique "Thunderfall" learned from the Nine Thunder Saint for the first time in a long time.
He pinched the Thunder Technique with his hand, and the power of thunder penetrated the sky and the earth. Soon, the sky was occupied by thick thunderclouds.
During this period, the tree monster's attacks continued, but Fu Yunxiu's magnetic field was too powerful and all attacks were deflected.
The tree monster roared angrily, and a ball of emerald green light suddenly lit up in its mouth.
The next second, a pillar of spiritual energy the size of a human head shot out!
Fu Yunxiu pushed back and shouted: "God rebuke!"
The spiritual power pillars were not rebounded, but annihilated each other with the thunder magnetic force field, turning into nothingness one after another.
"Take a move from me." Fu Yunxiu raised his hand slightly, shook it lightly at the thunderclouds in the sky, and said, "Thunderstorm!"
The next second, countless thunderbolts fell, covering the entire arena!
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