On the ring, the two were still fighting fiercely, and they were running through quickly.

The black fog in Moyu Tower surging.

Long Wenmu's flames wrapped around his fist and blasted away from the air.

The fallen sun fire dispels the black air that spreads around.

Since Long Wenmu used Luoyang Tianhuo, the two have been fighting fiercely for a long time.

While this battle between the dragon and the tiger, everyone stared at the stage in a hurry, fearing that they would miss any moment.

It was another collision of strength, and the two figures separated and looked at each other panting on both sides of the ring.

Long Wenmu was breathing rapidly and had many scars on his body. The situation in Mo Yulou opposite him was not better than him.

Long Wenmu slightly calmed the breath in his body, and the fire on his arms also dissipated a little.

Although Luoyang Tianhuo is powerful, it consumes a lot of demonic power. Until now, there is not much demonic power left in the body.

Mo Yulou opposite was also breathing violently. Ordinary demon masters would definitely not be able to deal with Luoyang Tianhuo. It is enough to show that his strength is strong until now.

The black fog around him must be some kind of powerful secret technique. Using this move will consume no less than Long Wenmu.

Long Wenmu panted while grinning.

"Boy, why are you laughing at?" Mo Yulou opposite him said in a low voice.

Now he no longer has the calmness of the first battle.

"Laughing at your disrespectfulness." Long Wenmu said sternly.

He quietly took out a few demon crystals from the Qiankun Ring, and silently absorbed them with his hands behind his back.

Mo Yulou snorted coldly: "What are you doing secretly!"

"What do you care about me?" Long Wenmu kept absorbing the demon crystal.

"I admit that I underestimated you at the beginning." Mo Yulou said again.

"It's great that you can improve your mistakes. You admit defeat, and I'll let you go." Long Wenmu took out dozens of demon crystals with his hands behind his back and held them in his hand.

Mo Yulou's teeth were clattering, and he couldn't see Long Wenmu's small movements. He had an impulse in his heart, wishing he could tear this kid alive.

He never expected that Long Wenmu had the means of Luoyang Tianhuo, and Luoyang Tianhuo was extremely powerful. If he had not mastered some kind of secret technique, it would have been impossible for him to compete today. However, this secret technique also consumed particularly demonic power for him. At this point in the battle, his demonic power had already bottomed out.

How could he not notice that Long Wenmu absorbed the demon crystal? If he hadn't had his own serious physical energy consumption, it would have been impossible for Long Wenmu to give such an opportunity.

He took a step back a little and quickly poured a bottle of powder into his mouth.

When he made this move, Long Wenmu also poured a bottle of liquid into his mouth at the same time.

Both of them are nervous, and sometimes a subtle move or a brief distraction may encounter an unexpected situation.

But if Long Wenmu took the initiative to take things, how could Long Wenmu missed the opportunity? What fell into his mouth was the clear dew given to him by Fei Lie.

As the clear dew entered the mouth, a coolness spread out in the throat, and the dry demonic power actually showed signs of recovery.

Opposite him, after taking a bottle of things, Mo Yulou's breath increased slightly. Sure enough, he also had something to use for restoration.

Neither of them took the initiative to take action, just looked at each other from a distance and recovered silently.

Long Wenmu noticed that his demonic power had recovered a lot, and the dry demonic power in his body had also recovered by 20 to 30%.

Although not much recovery is achieved, recovery of 20% or 30% is likely to be the key to victory in this situation.

After the demon crystal in his hand was completely absorbed, he danced a ball of flames and rushed towards Mo Yu Tower again.

You can't give Mo Yulou too much time to recover. Instead of being passive, it's better to take the initiative.

Mo Yulou also moved the moment Long Wenmu set off.

The two walked away in the ring.

Long Wenmu used the Liuyun Step, and Mo Yulou also used his body skills.

Two figures shuttled quickly, and the flames in Long Wenmu's hand continued to attack with the force of fists, and while Mo Yulou dodged, he continued to fight back with extremely strange moves.

"It's started again." Yun Jia and others looked worriedly in the stands.

"Why didn't that kid recover for a while?" Fei Lie complained.

Qingshen Lu should be able to restore Long Wenmu more, and he shouldn't be so anxious to do it.

To be honest, even Fei Lie is not sure who will win this battle.

On the ring, the battle started again, and various exquisite moves confronted continuously.

Mo Yulou's short sword stabbed, and Long Wenmu turned to the side, avoiding the straight sword. He grabbed the loophole for this moment, and the flames wrapped around his fists and landed heavily on Mo Yulou's belly.

Mo Yulou bowed in pain, and Long Wenmu's knee had already hit his cheek.

"Okay!" Many people shouted in the audience.

Mo Yulou spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. How could Long Wenmu miss such an opportunity? This is the first time he has seized such an opportunity until now.

A fist that struck Mo Yulou's cheek fell on Mo Yulou's cheek, and each fist contained the unpredictable Luoyang Tianhuo.

Mo Yulou's short sword was out of hand, fist power, foot power, and various moves kept calling him, and fire burst out, and his body retreated backwards like catkins in the wind.

"Win!" Fei Lie shouted excitedly on the platform.

Long Wenmu seized this opportunity, and the current offensive fell on Mo Yulou without reservation.

The two were almost the same before, but with the current gap, the result was obvious.

No matter how strong Mo Yulou is, it is now at the end of his strength. It is impossible to turn the tables again under such circumstances. This battle is like this, and it can basically be concluded that Long Wenmu won.

The faces of the Tianmo Masters in Qingyun Castle were filled with smiles, and their expectations were the same as Fei Lie.

The atmosphere in the field finally couldn't calm down anymore, and the shouts were loud and the mountains and tsunamis were heard.

On the ring, Long Wenmu tried his best to vent his spare energy on Mo Yulou.

Every punch is full of strength. The power of Luoyang Tianhuo spares no effort to release each punch, and every punch is as heavy as a tremendous force.

Bright flames burst out, and under his attack, blood was constantly splashing on Mo Yulou's body. Under the hot high temperature, his skin was charred and cracked, and he kept humming in his mouth.

The fifteen Heavenly Demon Masters above are ready to take action to stop the battle.

Long Wenmu's fist wrapped around the power of Luoyang's heavenly fire, and he punched it hard, landing on Mo Yulou's chest impartially.

Blood red ejaculated from the mouth of Mo Yulou, his body flew backwards, hitting heavily on the barrier, and then landed weakly on the ground.

Long Wenmu was breathing heavily, and even his eyes were filled with a heavy shadow.

In the last bombardment, he almost used all the demonic power he had just recovered.

Looking at Mo Yulou who was lying motionless on the ground, the corner of his mouth slightly grinned.

He knew he had won.

No matter how strong Mo Yulou is, he will never stand up after taking this offensive.

Long Wenmu's whole body was already sore and weak. Looking at Mo Yulou who was falling to the ground and motionless, his tense heartstrings finally relaxed. He almost fought to the point where the oil was exhausted. If Mo Yulou had not fallen, he would probably be powerless to fight again.

In the stands around, there was never a fierce sound of cheers. The battle between the sky demons finally decided at this moment.

Long Wenmu and Mo Yulou are undoubtedly the two strongest among the warriors in this battle of the Heavenly Demons. This battle is better than any previous one. If you witness such a battle with your own eyes, let alone those ordinary disciples, even the Earth Demon Master and the Heavenly Demon Master cannot suppress their excitement.

On the ring, Long Wenmu was sweating all over, and turned his head toward the highest stand.

Yun Rulong sat quietly on it, looking at each other from a distance.

After winning the Battle of Heavenly Demons, he was qualified to make a request to Yun Rulong.

I tried everything myself and finally got to this point.

The cheers like tides below the court, and those sounds were so illusory in Long Wenmu's ears.

He saw an emcee walking downstairs.

The emcee came to his senses at this time, solemnly folded his hands in front of him and announced to all directions.

"This battle, Yunxuan Country..."

Long Wenmu felt relieved when he heard him calling out the name of Yunxuan Kingdom.

But after listening to it, he didn't hear the words he shouted out.

A very strange feeling suddenly appeared in Long Wenmu's heart. The few words behind the emcee did not shout out, and the cheers in the venue also came to an abrupt end.

Long Wenmu was confused for a moment, looking back at the strange feeling...

He saw a cloud of black mist beside the barrier.

It was the black fog that was not dissipated, and a figure could be vaguely seen in the black fog.

Long Wenmu's heart, which had just become silent, suddenly rose to his throat.

Mo Yulou has not yet failed?

Just as I was determined to continue the fight, my eyes were filled with a flash and I actually lost the trace of Mo Yu Tower.

What followed was a severe pain in the abdomen, and his body was hit by a huge force, and he couldn't help but fly backwards.
To be continued...