Gate of God

"Well, since that's the case, you don't have to be merciful." After hearing Dao Xin's words, Dao Shen also nodded gently, and then his eyes also looked at the figure wearing the Yin and Yang mask.

On the scene, the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion who was in charge of Wubi were a little stunned. After all, this Wubi ended too quickly.

After looking at Fang Miao who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes turned to Mu Qingfeng.

After seeing Mu Qingfeng nodding his head, the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, who was in charge of Wubi, finally took a deep breath and announced aloud: "The first battle, Jiuding Mountain's black sword wins!"

"This black knife... is too powerful?"

"Yeah, I thought Fang Miao of the Yin Yang Temple..."

"Cang Tian Bless, fortunately, there is no impulse to register, the five gates of the sanctuary, it really is the five gates of the sanctuary!"

After hearing the announcement of Tiandao Pavilion, all the disciples of the sect had some feelings. After all, they really did not expect that this time Wubi would have such an exaggerated strength gap.

"Okay, now the Second World War, or Yin and Yang Palace against Jiuding Mountain!" After a while of discussion, the voice of the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, who presided over Wubi, sounded again.

As his voice fell, a figure also came out of the camp of the Yin and Yang Temple. A black and white and two-color mask of Yin and Yang was put on the face of the figure, and he could not see the appearance. The only thing he could see was the pair Dark eyes like the abyss.

"Eighteen." The figure of the yin and yang mask spoke, and his voice was cold and calm as if he hadn't seen the previous competition at all.

However, this voice heard the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, who presided over Wubi, and the disciples of the surrounding Zongmen, as if struck by thunder.

Eighteen years old? !

No one is willing to believe his ears, the limit under 30 years old, is it not that the older the age, the stronger the strength? What does it mean to be an eighteen year old?

Is it wrong?

A pair of eyes are looking at the Taoist soul of the Yin and Yang Palace, and the Dao Xin sitting beside the Tao soul, but the answer is calm and silent.

"Really sent an 18-year-old? Yin-Yang Temple, is this going to be abandoned?" Other Zongmen disciples also guessed after seeing the Yin-Yang Temple acquiescence.

"18-year-old? Yin-Yang Temple, is this no one?" After hearing what the Yin-Yang mask youth said, the black knife also showed a cruel smile in the corner of his mouth hidden under the black cloak.

However, the words of the Black Sword apparently did not arouse the anger of the Yin-Yang mask youth, and even the Yin-Yang mask youth did not speak again, but stood quietly in place, with a pair of deep ink-like eyes dull, just Just like the abyss of the sun never seen in hell.

"This...Does Jiudingshan need to be replaced?" The disciples in charge of the Tiandao Pavilion finally responded at this time and said to the black sword.

After all, the rules of this match are three games and two wins. Such rules are relatively free. The person who wins one can choose to continue the fight or choose to withdraw from the rest. The only thing that needs to be followed is, Which side wins the first two games is the winner.

Hei Dao's lips moved, but instead of speaking immediately, he turned his eyes to Bai Fei, a masked young man sitting in front of the Jiuding Mountain camp behind him.

After seeing Bai Fei nodded gently, Black Knife turned around again: "No!"

"Okay, let's start!" The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion heard Black Sword's words, and they quickly stepped back two steps. Then, they announced loudly.

But after hearing the words of Black Sword, Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi frowned slightly, and they naturally saw the action of Black Sword just now.

Bai Fei?

In just less than a few months, has such high prestige under the trees in Jiuding Mountain? Can such a powerful person obey the fate, what strength is this Bai Fei?

Both Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi had some doubts, but this doubt did not last for too long, because the black sword and the yin and yang mask youth's Wubi was about to begin.

Regarding the appearance of the Yin-Yang mask youth, Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi did not have much accidents. After all, the position of the Yin-Yang mask youth determined their position in the Yin-Yang Palace.

However, at the age of eighteen, Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi still thought deeply, both of them frowned deeply.

And at this time, the black knife also took the lead.

There is not much to say hello, nor too much fancy moves, still like the Fang Miao, as soon as he shoots, he directly deceives him.

The long knife with blood flowing straightly stabs in front of it. It can be seen that although the black knife is somewhat disdainful for the age of the Yin-Yang mask youth of 18 years old, it does not mean to despise and keep hands.

"Uh!" The knife came out and moved.

Almost at the moment when the black knife reached the yin and yang mask youth, the figure of the black knife was also divided into two, divided into four, and turned into eight black shadows, which appeared in eight directions of the yin and yang mask youth.

"Boom!" At this moment, a soaring black light also lighted up, centered on the youth of Yin and Yang masks, and broke through the sky.

At the same time, under the feet of the yin-yang mask youth, a blood-red shadow slowly emerged, as if there was blood flowing in it.

This is a very strange scene.

Black light, blood red shadow.

And more importantly, when the blood-red shadow appeared, a sensation of coldness and numbness came out of the body of the young man with the Yin and Yang masks.

"It's a holy place!"

"It's actually a powerful saint!"

"How is this possible? Eighteen-year-old......When is there an eighteen-year-old Sacred Realm in the Holy Land!"

When the black light burst out, the expressions of all the Zongmen disciples were completely dull, because this rich black light clearly shows the strength of the Holy Realm.

Eighteen-year-old holy land?

When is this world so crazy?

No one can think of it, but the scene in front of them is so real that they have to believe, and the sensation of coldness makes them feel involuntarily cold hands and feet.

"Ding!" As the sound of metal collision sounded at this time, it was the sound of the long knife in the hands of the black knife chopped on the young man in the mask of Yin and Yang.

However, this voice is clearly a bit harsh, and, most importantly, the body of the Yin-Yang mask youth did not move.

"What's the matter?!" The eyes of the disciples of Zongmen's eyes were fixed, and when they looked at it again, their eyes were rounded sharply, and their mouths were even more exaggeratedly opened.

Because, in front of the long knife of the black knife, a claw condensed by black light held his long knife more forcefully, so that his long knife did not make a point.

And this is not over yet. While the long knife of the black knife is being held, there are ten full claws that are grabbing towards the surrounding black shadow.

"Boom!" A figure also quickly backed away at this time, the black coat on his body had been torn out several times, and the black cape covering his head was also lifted.

A pale face was exposed, and that face was very ordinary. If it was in the crowd, it would not be noticeable.

It's a black sword!

With just one touch, the true face of the black sword was opened!

If the strength exhibited by the Black Sword before was enough to tremble the disciples around Zongmen, then the strength of the Yin-Yang masked youths made them a little scared.

Eighteen-year-old Holy Realm.

Moreover, judging from the actions of the yin and yang mask youths, it seems that the yin and yang mask youths did not exert much force at all in the blow just now.

too exaggerated.

When I heard Mu Qingfeng's proposal for Wubi, everyone already knew that this time Wubi must be a wonderful success, but to such a degree, it would be a bit unbearable.

After all, the people who can participate in this world alliance can basically be said to be geniuses, but in front of the young people of the Yin and Yang masks, they seem to be nothing.

"Uh!" Just at the moment the cloak covering the face of the black knife was lifted, the figure of the yin and yang mask youth also moved, and rushed towards the black knife directly.

"It's fast!" Not only Zongmen disciples, but even Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi, after seeing this movement of the Yin Yang mask youth, could not help but exclaim.

At this moment, everyone finally understood why the Yin-Yang Mask Youth would stand behind Dao Soul and Dao Xin, but the elders of the Yin-Yang Hall did not even say a word.

"Boom!" A muffled sound came from the air.

Then, the black knife's body also fell straight, and it felt like he was kicked from the air with one foot. Of course, in fact, he was indeed kicked by the Yin and Yang mask youth.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the foot of the yin and yang mask youth still directly stepped on the black knife's face, and the violent impact made the black knife's features completely twisted.

"Boom!" The black knife's body fell heavily on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of the black knife's mouth, dyeing a bright red on the floor paved with white jade.

This is a very fast scene.

Just like the black sword against Fang Miao, it can almost be said to be a kind of strength rolling. The only difference is that Fang Miao can't afford to kneel, but the black sword quickly turned up at the moment of landing.

Even though his face was as pale as snow, even though, the blood in his mouth was surging, but he still stood up from the ground with strong support, and the long knife in his hand was still tightly held.

"You are very good!" Black knife held the chest with one hand, holding a long knife with one hand, and Sen Leng's eyes also revealed a sharp light like a knife.

"Retreat." At this time, Bai Fei, who was sitting in front of Jiuding Mountain, was wearing a white masked youth and finally opened his mouth.

"Yes..." Black Sword's body shuddered. From a look point of view, Black Sword was obviously a little unwilling, but he didn't have any objections to the masked youth Bai Fei. He didn't even hesitate. Directly returned to the camp of Jiudingshan.

"Jiu Dingshan conceded defeat?"

"Black Sword, it seems there is still a battle!"

"Although the Black Sword does have the power to fight, but the difference in strength between the two people is still too obvious, even if they fight again, the result is the same."

"Well, it makes sense!"

The disciples around Zongmen froze for a moment after seeing the black knife retreating, but they soon expressed their understanding.

"Okay, the second battle was won by the Yin and Yang Temple. In this way, the Yin and Yang Temple and Jiuding Mountain will have a one-to-one draw. Jiuding Mountain can send another person to fight!" Too tangled, after all, Jiudingshan's black sword has receded, and the result is naturally obvious.

"Hiss, I didn't expect that there would be a powerful saint realm!"

"Yeah... The Holy Realm under 30 years old, no, it's 18 years old...too exaggerated!"

"The five gates of the sanctuary are really unfathomable!"

Although the surrounding Zongmen disciples were not surprised by this result, they were still somewhat unbelievable about this situation in Wubi.

"Master, the black sword is defeated, let me go!" A figure walked out of Jiuding Mountain and came behind the masked young man Bai Fei.

"No." The masked youth Bai Fei shook his head. Then, his eyes also looked at the yin and yang mask youth standing in the field. His eyes seemed to be thinking about it, but this kind of thinking did not take too long. Bai Fei also stood up: "We Jiudingshan, admit defeat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ admit defeat?"

"Aren't you fighting?"

"In the case of a one-to-one draw, Jiudingshan even gave up?"

Bai Fei's words just fell down, and the surrounding Zongmen disciples also boiled up and confessed directly. Such a result was obviously unexpected again.

"This Bai Fei... It's kind of interesting!" Daoxin's eyes also looked at Bai Fei at this time, and then, he didn't say anything more.

And the disciples in charge of the Tiandao Pavilion also looked at Mu Qingfeng at this moment. After seeing Mu Qingfeng nodded, he quickly came to the side of the Yin and Yang mask youth: "Since Jiuding Mountain actively gave up, this The round of Wubi was won by the Yin and Yang Palace and advanced to the second round!"

"Wait a minute!" At this time, Mo Shanshi also spoke again, and his eyes swept across the crowd. Finally, he also fell on the youth of the Yin and Yang masks in the field: "Yin and Yang Temple advanced to the second round. Opinion, just, does this Wubi gauge need to be verified?"

"Metric? Lord Mogu, how do you want to verify it?" The disciples in charge of the Tiandao Pavilion, who heard Mo Shanshi's words, asked quickly.

"Wubi's gauge is that the age of the disciples participating in the war cannot exceed 30, and everyone should have no objection. And the younger brother of Yinyang Temple also said just now, that age 18 is naturally within the gauge, only However, the little brother didn’t show up, and didn’t make a name. Is this a bit too mysterious? The 18-year-old holy land... Ha ha, I don’t believe in Momou!" After Mo Shanshi finished speaking, the corners of his mouth were also obvious Gave a sneer.

(After dinner last night, the computer was turned off by my wife and my wife. Uh... The update time was three hours later than expected, but it is still updated, and there will be a chapter at night! Please brothers and sisters Support a lot, subscribe a lot!)