"Puff..."

Yan Huowu's delicate body fell heavily on the battle stage, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was shocked.

No one expected that Yan Huowu, who was at the ninth level of the warrior, would be vulnerable in front of Mo Qingchen.

"It seems that your strength is just that." Mo Qingchen shook his head, and a contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Bastard, my aunt must beat you up and look for teeth all over the floor!"

Yan Huowu is very competitive and can't bear such humiliation?

She suppressed the injury, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then shouted softly, and attacked Mo Qingchen again.

"Phoenix dances nine heavens!"

The aura in her body exploded to the extreme, and the long whip of flame suddenly became as hard as iron, waving towards Mo Qingchen.

The air around was bombarded with a blast.

"Yan Huowu himself has the cultivation level of the ninth level of the warrior. If she was not careless, she would not be at a disadvantage in the first round." Someone around him analyzed.

Among the "Four Beauties of Rouge", Yanhuowu's reputation is the most reputable.

Her strength ranks first among the "Four Beauties of Rouge" and her personality is even more strong.

Many people hope she can win.

The hot temperature spread throughout the battle stage, and the flames were whipping, and Mo Qingchen's face still had contempt.

Mo Qingchen stood still, and waited until the long whip of flame was about to attack, and he slowly took action.

Two fingers poked out and grabbed the long whip with great accuracy.

Then, the flames on the long whip slowly faded away, and Yan Huowu looked like a ghost.

The flame on the long whip is not an ordinary flame, but a kind of extremely powerful beast fire.

Mo Qingchen can actually break it easily.

"These tricks are of no use to me."

Mo Qingchen shook his head, then fired his hands like lightning, and his fists burst out continuously like heavy rain.

Bang, bang, bang!

In the air, bursts of explosions sounded, and Yan Huowu's delicate body flashed, urging her body to the extreme. The figures of the two of them passed by the battle platform like lightning.

Finally, at some point, Mo Qingchen seized the opportunity, broke through Yan Huowu's attack, and punched her left shoulder with a punch.

Suddenly, Yan Huowu's delicate body rose into the air.

Mo Qingchen was in power and refused to forgive him. He grabbed her snow-white neck and held her high.

"It seems that the younger generation of the Great Zhou Dynasty seems to be very weak."

Mo Qingchen grabbed Yan Huowu and mocked him contemptuously.

Yan Huowu was almost suffocated by pinching, and was finally thrown heavily on the ground by Mo Qingchen.

"What did he say?"

"The younger generation of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Is this person not from my Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"A bastard, you dare to be so arrogant! I really want to go up and kill him!"

Everyone in the audience shouted angrily.

"What's going on?" Su Yang raised his brows, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

He glared at He Qing, who quickly searched for Mo Qingchen's information.

In the end, he found that all Mo Qingchen's information seemed to be forged.

And he is not a member of the Great Zhou Dynasty at all!

"Vice Master Su, it was my dereliction of duty. This person is not from my Great Zhou Dynasty at all."

"I'll take it down now!"

He Qing moved his body and wanted to take action.

If a martial artist from another dynasty can lead the way in the assessment of Zhenwuzong Mansion, it will not be a good thing for the reputation of the Great Zhou Dynasty and is very embarrassing.

"What, is Zhenwu Sect Mansion so unrestrained? If the younger generation does not take action, will it be necessary to bully the small ones with the big ones?"

"I think if this is spread, not only will the reputation of Zhenwu Sect Mansion be damaged, but even the Great Zhou Dynasty will be lost!" Mo Qingchen said calmly.

Obviously, he had already prepared his words.

"Stop, of course this person needs to be caught, but not now."

"I have to wait for my pride of the Great Zhou Dynasty to defeat him, and it will not be too late to capture him!"

Su Yang said, clenching his fists.

As Mo Qingchen said, he must be defeated by people of his peers.

If He Qing takes action, it will obviously break the rules.

"If no one dares to fight, then I will leave." Mo Qingchen glanced at the crowd, glanced at him and said in a contemptuous tone.

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

They could not tolerate it at all, Mo Qingchen was so presumptuous in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

However, Yan Huowu was so strong that she was defeated by Mo Qingchen at will. Who else could be his opponent among the people present?

Then, everyone's eyes gathered on Xiao Wuji.

Now, only Xiao Wuji has hope to defeat Mo Qingchen.

If Mo Qingchen is allowed to step down from the battlefield like this, then the younger generation of the Great Zhou Dynasty will become the laughing stock of other dynasties in the future.

"I'll meet you!"

Xiao Wuji shouted in a deep voice.

After the words came to his mind, he jumped and rushed to the battlefield.

Seeing Xiao Wuji stand up, the geniuses of the Great Zhou Dynasty suddenly made roars like roars and thunders.

Now, in their eyes, Xiao Wuji is undoubtedly a hero.

"you?"

"The strength is pretty good, but you are not my opponent."

Mo Qingchen stretched out a finger and shook it contemptuously.

"If you are your opponent, you will have to fight before you know."

Xiao Wuji's expression was calm, but there was a fiery fighting spirit in his pupils.

"war!"

"Blame that arrogant guy!"

"Avenge Miss Huo Wu!"

"Let him know that our Great Zhou Dynasty is not a place where he can despise it at will."

...

The shouts echoed around like thunder.

The hopes of many younger generations are placed on Xiao Wuji at this moment.

Xiao Wuji took a deep breath, clasped the ancient Sword of Seven Killings with his palms. The tripod-shaped inscription on it seemed to be guided, and there were bursts of light.

Then, he rushed out like a cheetah.

The speed was so fast that there were also afterimages behind him.

"The speed is not slow, but in my eyes, there is no threat." Mo Qingchen sneered.

His strength is his speed, so how could he be afraid of Xiao Wuji?

As it flew out, two black vortexes in Xiao Wuji's pupils turned, looking very strange.

"Look at how I defeat you!"

Mo Qingchen shouted loudly, stretched out a palm directly, trying to catch the sword that Xiao Wuji cut down.

Bang!

The ancient Seven Killing Sword suddenly fell down, and the tripod-shaped inscription flashed to the extreme.

With a bang, Mo Qingchen only felt that his arms were about to be broken.

Even his feet were smashed into the battlefield.

The battle platform made of steel actually cracked and spread like a spider web.

At this moment, the pain was so heartbroken that Mo Qingchen let out a roar like a hungry wolf.

His pupils suddenly became ferocious and as red as blood!
Chapter completed!