Su Yiwen Lingzhao

In the ring.

Wen Jueyuan said indifferently: "Although you have entered a lot of martial arts recently, you are still out of your control if you want to fight against me."

Huang Qianjun wiped away the blood stains on the corners of his lips, climbed up with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "After a year, I will leave you behind."

After saying that, he turned and walked off the ring.

Wen Jueyuan frowned slightly, then shook her head in disapproval.

It's just a cruel word from a loser.

Not worth a photo.

Huang Qianjun staggered to Huang Yunchong's side, pretending to be relaxed and shrugged: "Father, I have only this ability now, don't be disappointed."

Huang Yunchong stood up, hugged Huang Qianjun's shoulder tightly, his face full of relief and pride, and said:

"I never thought that you would be able to survive until now, even though you are defeated in this battle, you are still honored!"

Huang Qianjun grinned.

He glanced around, but was disappointed to find that he did not see the figure he wanted to see most at the moment.

The cheers for Wen Jueyuan continued inside and outside the banquet hall.

Here in Guangling City, no matter the people watching the battle by boat on the river, or the ordinary people standing on the riverside to watch the lively, there are heated discussions.

Some big man sighed: "With such momentum, the title of Dragon Gate Big Competition will be picked by the Wen family."

& nbsp; It's just a joke!"

"Brother Ni, what do you think of Brother Wen, he is a big showman today, and he is the same."

Nan Ying's beautiful eyes flowed, attached to Ni Hao's ear, whispering softly, exhaling like a blue orchid.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of her eyes, and smelling the fragrance on the beauty, Ni Hao felt hot.

He looked proud and condescending, "Wen Jueyuan is cultivating in the West Court, and I am a disciple of the East Court, how can Junior Sister compare him with me? Take it!"

Nan Ying smirked and looked affectionately, "What I like most is Senior Brother Ni's self-confidence and contempt, this is the courage a man should have."

Ni Hao's heart was very relieved, but he sighed: "Unfortunately, we are guests this time. According to the rules, people who are not from Guangling City and Luoyun City cannot participate, otherwise I will let Junior Sister, take a look, within ten strokes, how did I get Wen Jue Yuan!"

There is also a lot of discussion in Luoyun City.

"Wen Jueyuan too strong?"

"As a disciple of the inner sect of Qinghe Sword House, he still participates in the Dragon Gate Competition. Isn't this bullying?"

"Hey, is the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition going to be taken away by Guangling City?"

…Compared to the excitement in Guangling City, there was a sigh in Luoyun City.

Many young people who originally planned to join the war have already begun to withdraw and dare not step forward.

"Could it be that no one dares to fight in Luoyun City? If so, this first place will belong to our Guangling City Wen Jueyuan!"

Here in Guangling City, someone shouted loudly.

The sound of roars followed.

This made the faces of the big figures in Luoyun City a little ugly.

Only the city lord Li Jianyu has been very calm.

However, when he saw this scene, he pondered for a while, and said to Mo Haolong, the head of the Mo family beside him:

"Brother Mo, it's getting late, why not let Fu Shan and the others open their eyes?"

Mo Haolong smiled and nodded, "As your lord wishes."

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Where is Tianling, why don't you take action?"

Everyone wondered, did Li Jianyu arrange for another strong person to appear?

No one knows why.

No one noticed, Fu Shan clenched his hands quietly and his eyes flashed.

Only he knew that in order to win Lingzhu Island, Li Jianyu played a real hole card!

"It's just boring to play and fight."

At the same time, as if sensing something, Su Yi looked at the river in the distance and shook his head.

"Huh?"

Soon, Zhou Huaiqiu, Li Tianhan, Huang Yunchong and other great people present turned their heads and looked at the same place.

At this time, other people present also noticed that something was wrong, and the voice of discussion became much quieter.

At this moment, on the far side of the Dacang River, there was a sudden exclamation.

This movement is so big that it attracts countless eyes.

Under the light of the lights, it looks like a goddess is coming!

"This....is this human?"

Someone cried out.

Those big figures can't help but be moved, showing incredible colors.

This is something that can only be done at the level of Qi Gathering!

In the banquet hall, only Zhou Huaiqiu has such ability.

Could it be that it was a big man in the late stage of Qi Gathering Realm?

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the man who stepped on the water like a **** and a demon showed his figure, jumped in the air, and landed on the Longmen Bridge.

Seeing the shock in the expressions of everyone present, the man couldn't help laughing out loud, as if he was very interested, saying:

"Think everyone, I just stepped on a wooden board, not a person in the Qi Gathering Realm."

Only then did everyone see that there was a wooden board floating on the surface of the river.

Obviously, the man just stepped on the plank and ran on the river surface, not the real water.

This is both a relief and a shock.

And being able to do this in the blood-moving realm, one can imagine how strong and terrifying this man is!

"It's the villain!"

In the seat, Zhou Huaiqiu frowned and his face sank.

Ni Hao and Nan Ying also recognized the person, and both showed surprise.

Mo Tianling!

Later, he left Yunhe County and went to the Scarlet Scale Army under Yunguang Hou, and has been fighting on the front line.

No one thought he would appear here.

"It turned out to be him, the 'ferocious man' of the Mo family in Luoyun City!"

"Didn't you say he served in the Red Scale Army, why did he suddenly come back?"

At the same time, there was a lot of discussion in the field, all talking about Mo Tianling.

"This son has a lot of murderous aura. It seems that in the Red Scale Army, he has killed a lot of people..."

Fu Shan frowned.

At this time, even the big figures in Guangling City realized that the situation was becoming more delicate.

The first place in the Dragon Gate Competition will belong to Wen Jueyuan. But obviously, Mo Tianling's arrival has changed this competition!

"Tianling, don't waste any more time, go to the war!"

Besides Luoyun City, Mo Haolong, the head of the Mo family, spoke in a deep voice.

"Although the Dragon Gate Competition is boring, since you have already spoken, how can I refuse?"

Mo Tianling laughed and strode onto the ring.

All eyes on the scene shifted.

"Come on, I'll give you a chance to shoot the sword. If I shoot first, you probably won't even have the chance to shoot the sword."

Mo Tianling glanced at Wen Jueyuan and smiled.

He stood lazily, his eyes were frivolous, and he looked like a condescending child.

These gestures and tone are extremely arrogant.

However, this aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

Clang!

Wen Jueyuan drew his sword out of the scabbard, and the sword was sharp and terrifying.

"Pull your knife."

Wen Jueyuan looked solemn and spoke coldly.

"You're not worthy of me."

Mo Tianling shook his head, speaking casually, as if stating a fact.

Wen Jueyuan couldn't help being agitated.

He no longer hesitated, stepped forward, his figure was like an arrow from a string, extremely fast.

Shhh! Swish! Swish!

In his hand, twelve swords were stabbed in an instant, each sword was faster than the other, sharp and dazzling, and captured the soul.

Twelve Swords of Light.

This is the swordsmanship of Wen Jueyuan pressing the bottom of the box.

"It's a little interesting."

Mo Tianling's lips curled slightly.

He didn't hide, he looked calm, and when the sword shadow swung by Wen Jueyuan came to kill, a loud shout came out of his lips:

"One punch is enough to beat you!"

I saw his aura suddenly change, and the original lazy figure rushed out with a ferocious and intimidating might.

As he shouted, he slammed his right hand and punched out.

In a trance, in the eyes of many people, Mo Tianling is like an incarnation of a fierce beast, opening a big mouth to choose people, and the fierce and **** aura makes people tremble.

I just heard a harsh collision sound of "Clang!", resounding in the ring.

Push! pedal! pedal!

Pfft!

blood-stained placket, hot and dazzling.

One punch!

Wen Jueyuan, who was favored by everyone in Guangling City and thought he could win the first title, was defeated!

The sword flew out of his hand, his figure took nine steps backwards, his lips coughed up blood!

The audience was silent and silent.

In the banquet hall, all the great people lost their minds, and countless spectators lost their voices.

The visual impact of that punch is too great!

It's almost unbelievable.

On the arena, Mo Tianling shook his head and said, "It's too weak, are the descendants of Qinghe Sword House still so undeveloped?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked around, his eyes deliberately looked at Zhou Huaiqiu, Ni Hao, and Nan Ying for a while, and the corners of his lips curled into undisguised irony.

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PS: Tomorrow will be a climax of the early stage, which is the pretentious act that everyone likes to see.

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