The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2897 The top four are out!

Chapter 2897 The top four are out!
Fan Fengyun was furious, obviously facing this kind of humiliation, his heart was also full of resentment, and his powerful aura directly pressed on Mo Qingwu.

Mo Qingwu's face changed slightly. Fan Fengyun is the senior brother of Yuegong's core disciple, but he is stronger than Xiaomu.

Shen Fei also saw clearly the smell of gunpowder at the scene, so when he rolled his eyes, he looked at the remaining two with a smile, "Mo Qingwu, go up, there are only two of you left, your opponent is calling you."

When Mo Qingwu heard the words, his face suddenly collapsed, and the complacent expression just now completely disappeared.

Mo Qingwu had also heard about Fan Fengyun before, this guy was basically invincible in the Moon Palace.

Although Mo Qingwu was confident, in front of Fan Fengyun, he was really not sure at all.

Fan Fengyun jumped onto the ring, with his hands behind his back, looking down at Mo Qingwu.

After Mo Qingwu stepped onto the ring, Fan Fengyun said calmly, "How do you want to die, tell yourself."

"This guy is harder to deal with than others!"

Ling Hantian below squinted his eyes slightly, Fan Fengyun was angry just now, but he stabilized his mood after a while.

It is really not easy to be able to restrain your emotions freely.

Hearing this, Mo Qingwu was upset, and sneered, "Fan Fengyun, I think you are all putting on airs, come on, my prince will compete with you!"

"is it?"

There was a cold smile on the corner of Fan Fengyun's mouth, and then he slowly raised his left hand.

Whoosh!

As the left hand was raised, there was a strong wind blowing, and the wind was really evil.

"This wind has the same origin as the wind in the Jiuyin Mountains in Xiaoqian World!"

Ling Hantian's pupils narrowed slightly, this kind of evil style, I never thought that someone could practice it.

This Fan Fengyun has already risen to the first place in Ling Hantian's important list.

"Ah, Fan Fengyun, what kind of supernatural power is this?"

With the hissing and lung-piercing screams from Mo Qingwu, everyone was shocked to see that Mo Qingwu's divine body seemed to be scraped off by a knife.

"Hehe, these guys are crazy, now it's finally painful to try?"

An elder sneered. As the elders of the Moon Palace, they were naturally unhappy about their previous three-game losing streak.

Another elder also sneered, "I heard that Fan Fengyun has more than this unique skill. It seems that he will be the champion of the competition this time."

"Fan Fengyun has always been excellent. In my heart, he should have won the championship of the Moon Palace Competition."

Another elder stroked his beard and smiled, not hiding his admiration for Fan Fengyun at all.

On the ring, Mo Qingwu screamed again and again, but he couldn't admit defeat.

With one hand behind his back, Fan Fengyun poured out a steady stream of divine power, which turned into a wind eye, spewing out endless strange wind.

Gradually, Mo Qingwu's divine body was left with only a skeleton, and his screams gradually weakened.

Seeing this, Mo Qingfeng frowned slightly, and then cupped his hands at Shen Qiankun, "Protector Shen, I admit defeat for my second brother."

"Well, Mo Qingwu doesn't have the ability to fight against Fan Fengyun at all, this match..."

Shen Qiankun nodded, announcing Mo Qingwu's defeat, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a white-haired old man.

"Guardian, this battle is not a battle between Mo Qingfeng and Fan Fengyun. If you want to admit defeat, Mo Qingwu will speak up."

"Elder Han Tie, the outcome has already been decided, why bother to kill them all? Although Mo Qingwu is not from the main palace, he also belongs to the tent of the Moon Palace."

Shen Qiankun glanced at the old man lightly, this Han Tie's cultivation was only slightly worse than his.

Thinking about it, this person is in the Moon Palace, so he should be qualified to compete for Dharma Protector.

Seeing this, Han Tie moved his lips, but finally nodded.

What Shen Qiankun said was correct, it would be too unreasonable to kill such a genius on a whim.

"In this match, Fan Fengyun wins and enters the semi-finals eighth. It's over."

With a wave of Shen Qiankun's sleeve robe, Fan Fengyun's offensive disappeared instantly.

As for Mo Qingwu, his divine body slowly grew fresh flesh, but his face was frighteningly pale.

Mo Qingwu was lying on the floor gasping for breath. At this moment, he looked at Fan Fengyun, full of fear.

Fan Fengyun's attack was so weird that it was impossible to guard against.

"Okay, after two days of continuous fighting, everyone is a little tired. After two days of recuperation, the battle between the two powerhouses continues."

After Shen Qiankun announced the words, he just flung his sleeves and left.

Shen Fei was startled when he heard the words, and then ran to Ling Hantian and gave a thumbs up, "Boss, you are really amazing, come on, when you become the Holy Son, I will be the younger brother of the Holy Son."

"Oh, Holy Son? Just because he wants to take Holy Son, it's just a dream."

At this moment, there was a piercing sneer, making Ling Hantian and Shen Fei's brows twitch slightly.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the person speaking was an elder with a mustache.

The elder's face was full of disdain and ridicule. He walked over and said, "Tsk tsk, everyone, listen, the ants in this realm of beginning want to take the position of the Holy Son."

"What, because he wants to seize the position of the Holy Son?"

"Hey, I really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. The three of the top four are not all fuel-efficient lamps, so it depends on him?"

The elders who were about to disperse all stared at Ling Hantian and started discussing when they heard this, most of them were ridiculed and disdainful.

From their point of view, Ling Hantian was lucky to have made it this far.

He actually dreamed of taking the position of the Holy Son, if his cultivation could reach the semi-ancestral level, maybe it would be about the same.

"Shen Fei, let's go."

Ling Hantian didn't bother to pay attention to these lowly people, so he walked out with his hands behind his back.

The old man with a mustache did this, Ling Hantian could figure out that this guy was from the previous cold winter.

And he confronted Han Dong in the Grand Competition, causing Han Dong to be reprimanded by the Palace Master, these people will definitely make trouble for him.

It's just that they had thought that it would come so soon.

Shen Fei was also flushed with anger, and stared at the mustache elder angrily, before catching up with Ling Hantian.

"Boss, you must get the first place, and slap these old dogs in the face. Damn, it's so embarrassing."

"Don't worry, you boss, I haven't suffered a disadvantage yet, this face, boss, I'm determined!"

Ling Hantian nodded, his eyes were full of chills, he remembered everything these guys said today.

Back in the other courtyard, Ling Hantian set up an enchantment and told Shen Fei, "Xiao Hei, I will retreat for two days, don't let anyone disturb me."

"Okay, don't worry boss, those old guys dare to make trouble, I will let my uncle fix them."

Shen Fei nodded solemnly, after being angry just now, he obviously wanted to vent his anger.

Seeing this, Ling Hantian walked into the house, swung his sleeves, closed the door, and then sat down cross-legged on the bed.

He wants to cultivate, but it is not to break through his cultivation, but to comprehend the unity of heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)