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"Yes!"

Yue Tianming figure walked out.

The cultivation base of Zhanfeng is comparable to him, no matter what angle he starts from, he has no reason to be timid.

"Not bad, not bad!" Zhan Feng said with a gloomy face: "I thought you would not even have the courage to fight."

"What do you think you are worthy of making me afraid to fight?" Yue Tianming responded coldly.

These extraterritorial evil races are arrogant one by one.

"It's nothing, but it's not a problem to abuse you."

The cold and evil aura on Zhanfeng's body was like a storm bursting out.

"Let's wait and see!"

Yue Tianming's body also had an icy breath erupting, tit-for-tat it.

People of the Yue family are all good at ice, and he is naturally no exception.

"Chichi!"

The two forces were completely different, but at the same time, the same icy-cold power converged and collided with the void, creating a terrible chill.

Some people even shuddered in Devil City.

They looked at the space, were frozen layer by layer, and then continued to be shattered. Dangerous confrontations erupted all the time.

"Frozen!"

Yue Tianming suddenly shouted.

In an instant, the strength of that ice-cold suddenly became stronger, crushing the peak of the battle, causing the space to continue to be frozen.

And spread towards it.

"It's going to win!" The crowd showed excitement, and they saw a layer of frost emerging from Zhanfeng.

Moon Destiny has the upper hand.

"Looking at the entire Profound Realm, the Yue Family's Cold Star Art, no one knows, no one knows."

"That kind of behavior of the evil race outside the territory is tantamount to playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong."

Someone smiled and slapped Yue Xingming's flattery.

"A group of idiots!" Zhan Feng's gaze swept in the direction of the town of Demon City, and the cold spit out a voice.

His arms are covered with frost, but how can it affect him?

The black light flowed over his body, and saw his arm tremble, and the frost was shaken away.

"boom!"

His figure burst out, like a dark divine light, attacking the moon and destiny.

The ice is constantly being shattered and annihilated.

The peak of the battle at this moment seemed to release true strength and invincible.

"Frozen!" Yue Tianming shouted again.

However, it was of no avail. Under the horrible black light, the figure of Zhanfeng, like a ghost, descended directly in front of Yue Tianming.

Yue Tian's fate changed suddenly, and the light of thunder flickered under her feet.

"Raising Thunder!"

His figure turned into thunder and burst back, with an astonishing speed.

However, I didn't wait to be delighted, I saw a black light like a tarsal bone, piercing through the space and sticking to it.

"Can you escape?" Sen Leng's voice, as if from Jiu You, made Yue Tianming's heart startle.

I just felt that I was being stared at by the **** of death.

"Ben Lei Sword!"

The sword of thunder flashed in Yue Tianming's hand, and he shot out.

I saw that group of black light, not dodge or avoid, let the sword of thunder penetrate through, and laughed sullenly.

"Aren't you going to slap me to death?"

Yue Tianming's eyes sank, and he couldn't respond, and hurried back with a sword.

But it was too late.

In the black light, there is an arm, condensed and born.

Immediately, Yue Tianming felt that his neck was directly clasped.

As long as the opponent exerts force, he will die.

The space became stagnant, and many people's eyes sank, mixed with disappointment.

Lost.

Lost again.

Some people from the Xuantian Continent have a particularly complicated look.

In the past, in their eyes, the proud of the heavenly palace was an existence that was beyond expectation.

High above, unattainable.

Today, however, they discovered that the so-called prince of heaven does not seem to be so.

In front of the evil races outside the territory, they didn't look so enchanting.

The only victory was won by Mo Fan.

"Impossible waste stuff!"

Zhan Feng let out a voice coldly.

Directly slammed Yue Tianming's figure to the ground, embarrassed like a dog.

"boom!"

The ground trembled violently.

Many evil races from outside the territories followed closely and laughed out loud, making the crowd feel a deep humiliation, and their faces were dull.

"Check out!" Zhanfeng looked at the Heavenly Palace powerhouse on the town of Demon City.

"Can't afford to bear it, kill it!" Mo Fan said lightly, making Yue Xingming's face sinking, and shouted angrily: "Shut up, it's not your turn to speak here."

"Why can't you talk?" Mo Fan asked quietly, "Is the magic weapon that I won back after my hard work was wasted for these gods?"

On weekdays, the proud son of the Heavenly Palace is a kind of honor.

But at this moment, it fell into the ears of everyone, but it looked unusually harsh.

Yue Xingming didn't respond to Mo Fan's words, and with a wave of his sleeves, he threw out a storage ring.

"Here are ten Tianzun-level magical artifacts!"

Zhan Feng readily took it, kicked Yue Tianming directly at the crowd, and continued: "Who else?"

The town of Demon City fell into a weird silence.

Some celestial pride looked at each other, and among them, there were not a few of them at the second-rank supreme state.

However, no one dared to say that it would definitely win.

Because of their strength, they are in the same position as Yue's destiny.

"A group of trash without eggs!" Zhan Feng and other evil races from outside the territories continued to sneer.

The gloomy voice, like a slap in the face, slapped everyone on the face.

Even Xuan Wuji's face looked a little gloomy.

Looking at this scene, Luo Wushu finally understood...why it is said that the human race loses more and wins less.

In addition to the strength of the evil race outside the territory itself is not weak, the more important thing is that the method of false solution is helpless.

The easiest way to deal with virtual solutions is to directly suppress space just like him.

Secondly, it is an absolute force to achieve a crushing crush.

Or, he is also very good at space together.

But for many people, these three methods are not easy to master.

"Luo Wushu, you can do it!"

At this moment, Ouyang Yan said.

Luo Wushu looked towards Ouyang Qian. At this time, her face was covered with frost, and she looked extremely angry.

"Okay!" Luo Wushu nodded thoughtfully, and did not refuse.

Looking at the figure he walked out, there were many gazes, which seemed extremely complicated.

Among them, there are many people who hate Luo Wushu.

But at this juncture, they can only pin their hope on Luo Wushu, relying on Luo Wushu to win back the face lost by the human race.

Xuan Wuji also stared at Luo Wushu's back at this moment, which seemed rather complicated.

In fact, when he was in the lower realm, he knew that Luo Wushu was not weak in talent.

But at that time, Luo Wushu did not accept his appreciation and chose to follow him in practice.

And he also thought in his heart that that was the most stupid choice Luo Wushu had made in his life.

Even if Luo Wushu can still come to the Profound Realm to practice, but without him, Bole, it won't take long for Luo Wushu to be fascinated by everyone.

After all, the Profound Realm has never lacked talents.

It was too difficult for Luo Wushu to grow up step by step on his own.

But the fact is that he underestimated Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu's talent was far more enchanting than he thought.

From the Lower Realm to the present, many years have not passed.

But Luo Wushu reappeared in front of him with a brand new attitude.

And the gap between the two sides is far from being as big as it was at the beginning.

Even before he saw Luo Wushu again, he heard the almost legendary deeds of Luo Wushu again.

"You are Luo Wushu?"

Staring at the figure in white clothes that approached, deep in Zhan Feng's eyes, there was a deep sense of dread that kept crawling out.

He doesn't know many people about the pride of the human race.

Xuan Wuji is one.

But the one who has heard the most is Luo Wushu.

I've never met before, but I'm familiar with it.