Nine suns stepping on the sky

On the city tower, Gui Wu's face was as sinking as water, and when he heard the voice in his ear, his eyes sparkled sharply!At this moment, a figure suddenly flew over from Nanming City, with a burst of aura, without concealing its domineering aura!

"Wanyue Lake, 29 rounds of battle cultivator Thunderstorm, fight!"

Swish!

A monk whose body was as strong as an iron tower fell suddenly, and with a "bang", the whole ring seemed to be trembling and moaning.This person was wearing a black and silver battle armor with a hideous expression on his face!

Seeing the battle armor clearly, Gui Wu was sure, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, "Thunder Armor... The monks of Lei Dao Sect actually borrowed this treasure. It seems that they don't want accidents in quota allocation!"

"Thunderstorm's own cultivation level may only be qualified for 29 rounds of fighting, but with this thunderstorm armor, he stimulates his blood, and his strength skyrockets in a short period of time, even surpassing me, which is comparable to 35 rounds of fighting monks! Plus Thunderstorm Armor has an amazing defense, this repair will definitely fail!"

Lu Jiao and the burly young man exhaled lightly!They are all among the ten places, so naturally they don't want any accidents, and defeating Mo Yu with the hand of Thunderstorm is indeed the best result for them!

"Foreign monk! You dare to come to our Nanming City to provoke, today, don't leave!"

With a sinister laugh, the thunderstorm roared fiercely, his eyes were full of excitement!Now, with the Thunder Armor in hand, he is sure to become a blockbuster!As long as he defeats this cultivation, this armor, the suzerain promises to help him get it from Lei Daozong!

You die!

Outside the thunderstorm, the thunderstorm armor erupted in an instant with a dazzling thunder light, twisting and surging, releasing waves of destructive aura!From this person's point of view, it was as if he had transformed into an ancient clan man who controlled Thunder in ancient times!The ring under him was struck down by an electric arc, and there was a "crackling" sound, and the power of that layer of blessing and solid formation fluctuated like water ripples.From this, it is enough to see the horror of its attack!

powerful!

Incomparably powerful induction, lingering in my heart!At this moment, Lei Feng even felt that no one in the Dazun Realm was his opponent!Although this is a delusion, it also shows that its strength is extremely strong!

As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, his figure leaped out with a "huh", and shot him down with a punch!The billowing thunder light converged, making this punch more powerful, and a ghostly shadow of a thunder bead appeared faintly!Released an extremely terrifying and destructive aura!

Mo Yu's eyes turned cold!

With his mentality, it is not difficult to see that this person is showing strength now, which is by no means comparable to the 29-round monk!Since he is ranked here, the problem lies in the battle armor that can release thunder outside this human body... Is this used to prevent him from entering the [-]th round and snatching the place in Nanming City?

But just like this, if you want to force him to retreat, it is too small to underestimate him!Exhaling and drinking, Mo Yu revealed his breath. At this moment, his breath surged. Facing the thunderstorm, he stepped down with a single step, clenched his fist and blasted out!

Bang!

Amidst the loud noise, the phantom of the Thunder Bead trembled violently, then collapsed and dissipated!At the same time, there was also a large amount of thunder, which swept straight towards Mo Yu, and the black robe shattered wherever it passed!There was a slight tingling pain, but his flesh and blood were not damaged in any way!

In terms of physical strength alone, Mo Yu is comparable to the peak of the Zhanhuang. Although this thunder is overbearing, it can't hurt him!

An overwhelming force swept in, and the thunderstorm was uncontrollable, and the figure retreated one after another. Every step made the ring tremble. His eyes widened, showing disbelief!I... actually fell to the disadvantage!What's more, Destroying Thunderbolt failed to cause even the slightest injury to it!

impossible!

Thinking of defeat, the Storm Thunder Armor would be taken away, he let out a roar of unwillingness, and the figure was about to stop forcibly when he stepped back!But at this moment, before he could stand still, there was a figure approaching rapidly in his sight!

Bang!

Second bang!

The qi and blood in his body hadn't dissipated yet, and another powerful force struck him. The thunderstorm couldn't stand it anymore, his face flushed red, and he spurted blood violently!But this blood, never leaving the body, was shattered by the entangled thunder and turned into a misty blood mist!

This person stepped back and was directly blasted out of the ring by a powerful force!

"No!"

The thunderstorm howled, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't stop it!

Bang!

This person fell, smashing the ground out of a deep pit, raging the power of thunder, causing the splashed mud to be blackened in an instant!There was a monk who couldn't dodge, was swept by the spreading arc, and fell to the ground convulsed with a miserable howl, his body was scorched black, and he didn't know what to do!

"I'm not reconciled!"

The thunderstorm roared, his figure jumped up suddenly, and with a flash of thunder, he was about to rush to the ring.

Mo Yu looked calm, just glanced at him lightly, and said: "You have lost!"

Swish!

When the thunderstorm stopped, his body trembled slightly, and the thunder all over his body was hesitating and churning. It was obvious that his inner emotions were intense!

After a while, this person let out a sharp roar, turned around and flew into Nanming City, disappearing without a trace!

Falling off the ring is a defeat, and if you fight on the stage again, it is a violation of the rules!

The consequence is death!

This person dare not disobey, so he can only retreat!

Mo Yu turned around, looked at Nanming City, and said calmly, "Here Mo is, challenging Nanming City, the No. 30 round warrior!"

There are still a few fighters in Nanming City in the 29th round, but there is only one person in the [-]th round, and there is also only one person in the higher rankings!Because they are the strongest in the sixth order of the entire Nanming City, occupying the places to go to Wushan!

If he beats this person, Mo Yu will get a spot!

……

On the top floor of the tallest tower in the city, several figures sat among them, looking towards the direction of the city gate, their brows were slightly frowned.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with an indifferent face heard the sound coming from afar, and said slowly: "This kid's cultivation base is extremely strong, he broke into thirty rounds, and he can't stop him."

"Using the Thunder Armor is a last resort. If we do it again and again, even if we block it, my Nanming City will lose face!" Wearing a thunder-striped Taoist robe, with a small purple sword stuck in a bun The old man sighed helplessly, "Sect Master Lanyue, since Thunderstorm has lost, there is no need to say anything about the rest. Please return my sect Thunderstorm Armor."

The lord of Wanyue Lake, Lan Yue, wore a fur robe, and his face was quite majestic, but his brows and eyes were full of evil spirits at the moment, "Sect Master Lei Dao, don't rush, since I lost, I, Wanyue Lake, won't be greedy for your sect violence." Lei Jia! But right now, fellow daoists are going to watch, my Wanyue Lake loses a place in Wushan?"

The indifferent middle-aged man glanced over, "Not willingly, but actually powerless to interfere."

"Hmph! If the No. 30 rounder is your cultivator from Purgatory Valley, can Fellow Daoist Lu Han still deal with it so indifferently?"

"What does Sect Master Lan mean?" When this person frowned, there was an overwhelming ominous aura, which faintly pierced through the indifference on the surface, making the air instantly sticky!

Lanyue was not afraid, and sneered: "It's very simple, if you don't try to force this person back, our sect will temporarily borrow the sect's treasure, the Yinyue Pearl, and give it to Xianyue, so that he can challenge him for 32 rounds before facing this person." The end of the cut season!"

The corner of the Purgatory Valley Master's mouth showed ferociousness, and he said slowly: "Very good! This Valley Master will hand over the thirteen earth thorns to the end of the season, and you will let the junior Xuan Yue come to challenge and see who will die in the end!" He In the front of the language, there is already a murderous intent!

"you……"

"Two fellow daoists, calm down for now!" an old man in black clothes spoke slowly. This person was obviously dignified. Both Lan Yue and Lu Han paused for a while, then restrained their breath and remained silent.

The old man nodded slightly, and turned his head to look, "Sovereign Lanyue, you can see the current situation clearly. If you don't want to give up this quota, then come up with a way to prevent this son from breaking into the [-]th round! But, for the time being The method of bestowing treasures can no longer be used, I, Nanming City, at least have to save some face!"

Lan Yue pondered for a while, and said in a cold voice: "This sect really can't stop this cultivator from breaking into the [-]th round, but dead people don't need quotas!"

"Sect Master Lan probably forgot that in the ring battle, no monks of the seventh rank or above are allowed to intervene! Otherwise, my entire Nanming City will have to bear the wrath of all forces in Chennan Land!" Lu Han sneered endlessly, "Will you If Yuehu wants to cause trouble, don't implicate us!"

"The owner of Purgatory Valley is right!"

"It's absolutely unacceptable to lay down your head on this child!"

"This sect disagrees!"

The old man in black robe frowned, showing a little coldness.

But Lanyue didn't panic, he cupped his hands together and said, "Dear fellows, don't worry, Lan won't break the rules of the ring due to small losses! What I said is this..." After a long while, he stopped talking, looked To the surrounding monks, "This is Lan's plan. If you don't fall for this practice, let it go, otherwise you will die! At that time, this difficult problem will be solved by itself!"

The black-robed old man was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, "So, you can give it a try."

The owner of Purgatory Valley snorted, but did not object.

Soon, everyone passed the matter.

Lanyue waved her hand with a sneer, and a command letter instantly condensed, roaring through the air and leaving!

……

arena.

Mo Yu waited quietly, he had already invited the battle, if the cultivator of Wanyue Lake didn't dare to make a move, he would automatically lose after a certain time limit, at that time, he would also advance to the No.30 round and get one of the places to go to Wushan !

Time flies by, and at this moment...

Swish!

A startling rainbow roared from Nanming City, and soon stopped on the ring, withdrew its light, revealing one of the young monks with an ugly face!He looked at it, and suddenly showed cold disgust, "In the crescent moon of Wanyue Lake, I don't think I am an opponent of fellow daoists, just admit defeat!"

"But with the strength of a fellow daoist, why come to our Nanming City to grab the quota! Now there are only nine monks who can enter our city, but one more person can enter Wushan in the city where a fellow daoist is, this is too low-handed!"

He showed grief and indignation, and his voice became louder and louder as he spoke later!The sound of howling roared endlessly in the air!

At the arena, many monks who had been intimidated at first became silent after hearing what he said clearly!But when they looked at the black-robed figure on the stage again, the awe in their eyes turned into anger and disgust!

"I said why I have never heard of this person's reputation, so it turned out to be a foreign cultivator!"

"Despicable! With such a method, I robbed the opportunity that originally belonged to me in Nanming City!"

"Why do you want to snatch my place in Nanming City? Get off the ring and go back to your own city!"

"Get off! Get off!"

I don't know who yelled first, and the surrounding area of ​​the ring suddenly became a sea of ​​anger!The role of the group made them temporarily forget the terrifying strength of the monks on the stage. They were full of anger and burst out crazily!Even if the quota does not belong to them, it still belongs to them in Nanming City. What qualifications do outsiders have to snatch it?Thinking like this, the voices of the angry monks became louder and louder!

Slowly, some monks came out from the city, and more and more gathered around the arena, the darkness was overwhelming and there was no end in sight!Many of them didn't even have the chance to compete for the spot in the ring!But they are also roaring!

"Get off!"

"Go back to your place and save a spot!"

"Go away!"

Waves of cursing came from all directions!

Mo Yu frowned, and he looked at Wanyue Lake Xianyue. Although this person looked sad and indignant, the pride in his eyes did not hide from his eyes!If outsiders are not allowed to participate in the arena, it can be explained before, why wait until now...

Is it another calculation?Come to think of it, it shouldn't be that simple.

I will wait and see, what means do you have?

Xuanyue's heart suddenly turned cold, he glanced at Mo Yu full of surprise, took a deep breath, and suppressed the sense of horror when he saw his eyes!Right now, things are as expected by the Suzerain, as long as they are guided, great things will be accomplished!At that time, this self-cultivation dies, and his quota belongs to him, and he can come back again!

Thinking of this, the man's eyes welled up, and he said loudly: "All the repairmen of Nanming City, please listen to me!"

"The rules of the arena are determined by the peak monks of my human race. This person has already won a quota, so we can't take it back by force! But if the quota that belongs to me in Nanming City is taken away like this, we will not be reconciled in our hearts!"

"So, let me ask on behalf of everyone, foreign cultivators, do you dare to continue to challenge? As long as you can frighten all the monks fighting in the arena in my Nanming City, what if I offer this quota with both hands in Nanming City?"

As soon as the crowd fell silent, there were echoes from every corner!

"Foreign cultivators, dare to continue to challenge?"

There are more and more voices, and finally they are like rolling stormy waves!

"Foreign cultivators, dare to continue to challenge?"

"Foreign cultivators, dare to continue to challenge?"

"Foreign cultivators, dare to continue to challenge?"

……

Surging sound waves, echoing endlessly in space!

Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Xianyue, easily aware of the tension he pretended to calm down, and suddenly said: "If I refuse, I can also get a place, if I want to come to you or the person behind you, I will decide I will be extremely disappointed... so, I agree!"

His voice was not high, but at this moment, it was clearly heard by all the monks!Anger froze on their faces, and they all sensed the monstrous anger hidden in this calmness!

Originally, as long as Mo Yu entered the [-]th round and got a spot, he was ready to give up!

But now, since the repair of Nanming City forces him to continue to challenge, then...you can do what you wish!He would like to see, who can stop him from cultivating more than [-] rounds of battles in Nanming City!

Swish!

Mo Yu turned around and said in a low voice, "Mo is here to challenge the arena. Anyone who has fought for more than [-] rounds in Nanming City can come and fight!"

"First, who will come first?"

Under the arena, the countless Xius of Nanming City were dead silent for a moment, and then the pot exploded!They didn't expect that Mo Yu not only agreed, but also dared to speak out like this directly. Could it be that he didn't take his cultivation in the ring battle of Nanming City into his eyes at all!

"Insanity!"

"court death!"

"Where is my Nanming City's strong man above [-] rounds? Quickly attack and kill this person!"

The angry crowd was like a raging sea, trying to engulf the black-robed figure on the ring!Facing this scene, Mo Yu was expressionless and calm, but the chill in his eyes was getting heavier and heavier!