The silent battleground, the breath in the space is extremely chaotic, filled with a fierce breath,

Countless complex eyes fell on the battle.

The two roads fell on the ground, making the hearts of countless people tense.

Such a fierce battle, in the short life of many young people, is extremely difficult to see, they can't imagine why the two people will fight to this point, why they will fight to such a withered lamp, but also to fight to the death.Here is just a test, there is no hatred does not need to fight life and death.

More importantly, where these geniuses under the protection of the various forces need to fight so fiercely, the crazy strength of the two people has shocked their hearts in the greenhouse, as if something has been awakened.

For the older generation of strong people, such a fierce battle as the two is common, so they are more concerned about the high level of this battle with thousands of cold.

The two men in this battle showed all aspects of it enough to shock anyone.

The physique of a thousand cold and one-of-a-half physical Jinwu war body has truly reached the realm of Nirvana, and has truly entered the ranks of the strong, one step ahead of the category of the younger generation.

And Mo left is attracted the eyes of countless people, whether it is his three-series cultivation and three series are very strong, or the integration of the three-line forces, able to fight Nirvana strong, and, really let these strong people can not sit the sword.

With the bottom of no one who can compare to himself, and the means that these ordinary people can't imagine, Mo can look like this from the peak of the spiritual palace now, and can look like a thousand cold wars.

A thousand cold people are the first generation of the younger generation in the East, and the combat effectiveness is far beyond the same realm, but at this time they are forced to become this appearance by being pushed to a lower level.

If you are in the same state, what if you are cold?

He will be defeated easily.

What is a demon, that is a demon.

“Cough...”

Above the battle, a soft cough came.

Lying on the ground, a thousand cold right-hand support, the difficult propped up his body, staggered up and stood up.

The left hand, like a straw, shook powerlessly as his body stood up.

Jinwu armor has disappeared from him, exposed to the eyes of the people is the broken body that is covered with a wound.Blood flowed from the wounds of these deep visible bones, forming a small pool of blood under his feet.

These wounds were wounded by the intention of the sword, and must be driven out with all their might, but in the fierce battle just now, there was time and extra strength to exorcite him.

The student of the wind thunder Pavilion clenched his fists and bit his lips hard.

Why have they seen the overbearing and endless cold of this wretched look, and the thousands of cold waves in their impressions can destroy the enemy, and the conversation and laughter can make the enemy surrender.

The moon spirit's eyes were a little faint, and she did not expect this battle to such a certain extent.Even if she beat her, she never thought that Mo would have a chance to be better than a thousand cold.

But now, she was no longer sure of the outcome, and it was the first time she had seen a thousand colds.

“Hold on... to call!”

A thousand cold faces, breathing heavily, but his eyes were unprecedentedly bright, and he looked at the body that stood up slowly.

“Hold on... to call!”

Mo left to prop up the sword on the ground, stood upright to his body, and the heavy breathing of the whole field was clear and audible.

At this time, the chest, back, hands, legs, in addition to the whole body of the head, are extremely painful.

All over the body, in addition to a head, the bones of Mo left countless, the surface of the body is also from time to time has a piece of charred black color, is injured by the sun fire.

Holy intend is not afraid of the sun, but more forces are used in the direction of the attack, so the damage is inevitable.

Countless broken bones make Mo's body look a little scary, everywhere the bones are broken.

This is Mo from the monastic so far, in addition to the war with the blood ancestors, the most serious injury, but also Mo left nothing, the most free fight once.

There is a feeling that after this battle, he will change.

“Are you two still fighting?”

Suddenly, the old man spoke.

“The war!”

Without any hesitation, the two weak but full of supreme war sounded above the playing field.

The old man's eyes glittered, and he smiled slightly: "If you stop now, you can be tied for the first, and the reward will not be less."

As you can see, everyone around me is confused.

Never heard that the Dragon Feng list dispute will be tied for the first time, and will give two first prizes.

And Mo left with a thousand cold war, in fact, this time the ranking dispute has not completely ended, but people have ignored this point, they have placed the first name on the top of one of the two people on the stage.

The old man lamented in his heart that he had plans to speak so.

Mo and a thousand cold, no longer need to use what to prove their strength and talent, at this time the strength of the two people is almost on the same level line, if you want to split the victory, may cause more damage to the two people, the old people who have always regretted their talents are not willing to see such a scene.

As for the reward of giving more, it is really nothing for him.

But what makes the old man can't help but laugh is that Mo and a thousand cold ones are still full of war-minded answers.

"Adults don't have to worry, only if they really go through such a battle, the two of them can be transformed."

Behind the old man, the middle-age man whispered, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

He knew very well that the reason why Mo Yi and thousands of colds now insisted on fighting was not for the reward of the Heavenly Pavilion, but because of his own Taoxin.

To win, to win; to lose, to lose, to lose heartily.

Fighting until the end is the greatest respect and respect for each other.

The old man nodded his head and said nothing more.

In the space of the playing field, there was silence, except for the heavy breathing of the two people, and everyone did not dare to make a sound, lest they quarreled.

After a long time, the two people's breathing began to sound relaxed.

"I have a sword."

"I have another trick."

In the silence, they both spoke at the same time.

He looked at the sword in his hand and smiled.

Above the body of the spirit sword, there is a crack in the road, which was caused in the fierce collision with thousands of cold.

After all, the sword is only a spiritual instrument, and it is refined in the East China, and the refining means are far from the middle of the mainland, so even in the spiritual instrument is not a top-level existence, and now it is completely impossible to keep up with the pace of discord.

Mo let go of spit, took the sword back in the tai chi, eyes slowly closed.

At this moment, his mind was all empty, and his understanding of martial arts flashed through his heart like a flash of light.

The three forces quietly blended, and the hands slowly tied the seal.

Between the hands, a green handprint, a blue handprint and a blue handprint slowly fit together.

Then the three-color handprint under the control of Mo's mind, slowly elongated, and gradually formed a three-color sword.

The old man looked at this long sword from the five spirits, and he could already see how much effort was under the five-spirit imprint.

At this time, the control of the five spirit seals is not as blunt as before, and it has been completely integrated and there are thousands of changes.

Then he looked at the sky, and there was some concern.

I hope they don’t see it.

...

Beyond the light curtain, that from the beginning, has not missed the beautiful figure of the battle, suddenly shocked.

“Is this... five seals?”

She wondered in her mind how the five spirit prints.

The five spiritual seals are the warriors of the Ji family, and it is the one who created the master and can successfully practice them, and only those who have the blood of the family.Because only the blood of the Ji family can create a strong physique and spiritual body in the world.

She muttered, “Is he...”

Shaking his head, if he was a member of the Ji family, he seemed extremely abnormal when he appeared in the East.

She had red lips and hoped not to be seen by the people of the family.

However, her concern is not strong, because for the battle of the Dragon and Feng list, the current stage is not in their eyes, so no one should watch this battle.

Just as the rest of their family is proud of themselves except her.

...

A thousand cold right hands gently patted himself on his chest, his mouth was slightly open, a drop of red blood ejaculating from his mouth, suspended above his right hand.With the appearance of this drop of sperm, his face was bloodless, and his body would fall to the ground under the shaking.

Fortunately, he shook his head and firmly stabilized his body.

The blood of the red is different from the blood of ordinary people.

The endless scorching breath emanates from the blood, like a hot magma, and in the blood, there seems to be a three-legged figure.

A thousand cold and scarred right hand gently on the drop of sperm.

“Jin Wu, the sky!”

The weak voice sounded, and the golden figurine in the drop of blood suddenly croaked its head.

The next moment, it flaps and flies high, as if it broke the obstacle of that drop of blood and returned to the world.

The blood disappeared, replaced by the golden wow, which was formed by the real fire of the sun, left a deep scalding trace in space, as if it could burn out the terror of the world, emanating from the body of this Jinwu.

At the same time, a stunning three-colored sword sprang up into the sky and quickly swept away toward Jinwu.

The two collided.