The barrier opened and Marshal Yu jumped off the ring.
There was a voice of regret among the spectators.
Marshal Yu was a little silent. Judging from his appearance, Long Wenmu knew that his consumption was quite serious.
Let Fei Xiaoyu take him back to the stands.
"Should the competition!" the master said loudly.
A special demon master came on stage and repaired the arena with corresponding magic tricks.
The ring was ruined most of the time in the previous battle, and this kind of ring is no longer suitable for the next competition.
As the demon masters attacked one after another, the ruins gradually turned back to the ring.
Where the stands of Qingyun Castle are located, several demon masters communicate with their divine thoughts.
Although the final battle was held, the current situation is not optimistic.
The last person in the country of Yang is Mo Yulou. This person is undoubtedly the strongest among the three people in the country of Yang. To fight against such an enemy, the many Tianmo Masters in Qingyun Castle do not think it is easy.
To be honest, even if Long Wenmu is extremely powerful, it is a pity to defeat such an enemy.
While everyone was whispering, several figures came to the scene together.
"Young Master, drink water." Ye Lan trotted up, holding a teacup in his hand.
"Why are you here?"
At midnight, Yun Jia and Qing'er all came.
"What? Come down and see if you can't?" Yun Jia said with a smile.
Two days ago, Long Wenmu did not leave the secret realm, and she was depressed for two days. Today, Long Wenmu returned, and his sadness disappeared in the past few days.
At night, he was extremely attentive and surrounded Long Wenmu and asked about his well-being.
Long Wenmu picked up the teacup and drank it lightly.
"You guys are worried that I will come." Long Wenmu asked with a smile.
"Who is worried about you?" Qing'er said angrily, "If you weren't for your sake, I wouldn't bother with you."
As arrogant as ever, her lips pouted slightly, her eyes glanced away, and her tone turned again: "I don't worry about you, but the adults must be worried about you. Even if you are for her, she will definitely not want to see you get hurt. Wait for a while and just treat it for the adults, be careful."
Her voice became lighter and lighter, her face couldn't hold back, and she stomped her feet: "Anyway, I'll tell you about this, there's nothing else, don't get me wrong."
Long Wenmu smiled slightly, how could Long Wenmu not know why the three of them came?
Taking advantage of the moment before the final battle, they all came to remind themselves.
Long Wenmu's last battle was a big deal. No one could predict what the outcome would be like in this battle.
It would be fine if he could win, but if he lost in Mo Yulou, everyone could not imagine what consequences would be.
Even if there are thousands of words, how can they express their feelings at this moment?
Long Wenmu drank all the water in the teacup in one go.
"The ring is restored, and the last fighters from both countries will come on stage!"
The emcee announced loudly!
The ring has recovered as before under the joint efforts of several demon masters, and the final battle has begun.
"Young master, you must win." Ye Lan said confidently.
In her eyes, Long Wenmu could survive even the greatest crisis.
Just like when they were on the foggy mountain, when they faced the irresistible monster, Long Wenmu was still able to turn the tide. Or when facing the Liu family in Lao Kang City, facing such a powerful Liu Yuan, Long Wenmu had never been defeated.
In her heart, there was a long time ago the idea of Long Wenmu being invincible. In her heart, it seemed that nothing in the world could stop her young master.
Long Wenmu smiled at her.
Yun Jia gently reached out to help him clean his collar: "You can do whatever you want for someone, but you also have to know that there are people here who can do everything for you."
Long Wenmu nodded at her with a smile, turned around and walked towards the ring.
Yun Jia's heart moved slightly and reached out to hold him, but the outstretched hand just touched his cuff and finally grabbed the empty hand.
The figure walked towards the distance without looking back, gradually moving away, and suddenly felt so far away.
There were loud cheers in the crowd watching.
The final victory or defeat of the Battle of Heavenly Demons is decided in this battle, and everything will come to an end in this battle.
Long Wenmu's footsteps were silent and gradually stepped onto the ring.
While he stepped onto the ring, Mo Yulou walked up at the same time opposite.
The two walked towards each other, and their intention to fight increased by one minute every time they stepped further until they reached a distance of a few steps.
"You really have the courage to go on stage." Mo Yulou said with a smile.
"If you dare, I will dare." Long Wenmu smiled faintly.
"I hope you won't regret it."
"I never regret it."
The eyes are opposite, without any fear or retreat.
The Heavenly Demon Master above spoke and waved his sleeves: "Get war!"
The barrier fell and wrapped around the ring.
With the signal of war coming, Mo Yulou and Long Wenmu took steps at the same time and stepped forward.
Everyone held their breath and focused. This was the final battle and would be the battle that decided everything.
That step, in the eyes of the tense people, seemed to have experienced as long as tens of millions of years...
As the footsteps landed, two faint ripples spread out... However, at that moment, the two figures disappeared at the same time.
boom!
At the moment when everyone was caught off guard, a violent roar had already come from the barrier.
People at the disciple level, people at the Earth Demon Master level, or even the Heaven Demon Master, their eyes widened at this moment.
The violent waves of air dispersed in the middle of the arena, which was the aftermath brought about by the collision of two forces.
The impact hit the surrounding barriers, and even the barriers set up by fifteen Heavenly Demon Masters were shaking.
Everyone stared at the right moment and saw clearly that in the middle of the arena, two figures had already collided.
Long Wenmu and Mo Yulou each protected each other with one arm.
The movement just now was just the movement caused by the two people's brute force collision.
"You are stronger than I thought." Mo Yulou said with interest.
"If you are afraid, you can admit defeat!" Long Wenmu took the lead and fell in the air.
Mo Yulou raised his arms to block it, and pointed his backhand at Long Wenmu's throat.
Long Wenmu used the power on his feet to flip the air again, and Mo Yulou's energy passed by him.
He didn't give him another chance to make another move, Long Wenmu raised his palm and shot out a ray of energy.
Mo Yulou sneered, and his body retreated like a phantom.
In just a moment, the two clashed several times. Long Wenmu landed on the ground, and his body burst forward, and suddenly roared.
Everyone watching the game couldn't take their eyes away, and no one spoke. In front of everyone, they could only see two figures passing by on the ring, leaving behind the battle phantoms.
Attacks condensed by various demonic forces flew everywhere, flooding every corner of the arena like a storm.
Two figures shuttled through each other, and they often had dozens of battles in one collision. Before most of the spectators could react, they had already started the next round of battle.
Long Wenmu's shallow hidden sword in his hand cut out a sharp arc, and Mo Yulou blocked it with the short sword in his hand.
By the time the distance was opened, the heavy rain-like arrow had already landed at the location of Moyu Tower. Moyu Tower waved his sleeves lightly, drew a circle with one hand, and used the demonic power to transform into a mirror to block the dense attacks.
The rain of arrows had not yet fallen, and everyone was still guessing their moves, and only then did they find that what they left was nothing but a phantom. The Lord had already launched a more intense offensive and defense in another place.
In the stands, Fei Xiaoyu and Yu Dashui looked at each other in surprise.
"Can you see their movements clearly?" Fei Xiaoyu asked in surprise.
Marshal Yu shook his head violently.
How can I see clearly?
When the two men's battle began, he could not catch the movements of these two men.
Whether he is, Fei Xiaoyu, or other warriors in the stands, even if they are both warriors, they cannot keep up with those two people.
No one knew at all when Long Wenmu was so powerful.
Several Tian Yaomasters who were supervising the battle had their mouths half open.
"They two..." The demon master of Youtian said nothing.
It is incredible that Mo Yulou has such strength. Why can Long Wenmu play such an opponent indistinguishable?
Their strength is considered to be at the peak among the great demon masters.
Even several Tianmo Masters heard some rumors, and it is said that Long Wenmu's cultivation level may not have reached the great demon master.
A little demon master? Has this strength? Is this possible?
Qingyun Castle has a long history, but I’m afraid that since the founding of the sect, there has never been such a little demon master among his disciples.
Several Tianmo Masters felt that this was like a dream.
On the ring, the two of them fought back and forth, and they separated in a collision.
The two of them lined up on both sides of the ring and walked slowly facing each other.
Long Wenmu walked horizontally, and clear light flowed from the shallow hidden sword.
Mo Yulou is even stronger than he imagined. Among the great demon masters, he has never seen an opponent like Mo Yulou.
Although Long Wenmu did not use all his strength, Mo Yulou did not use all his strength. Long Wenmu had no doubt that if he had entered the secret realm, he would definitely not be a match for Mo Yulou.
This is the first time I have encountered such an enemy.
Mo Yulou was also stepping sideways, and his light smile was still hanging on his face.
He admitted that Long Wenmu was much more powerful than he thought, but if it was only this level, it would have disappointed him a little.
"What's wrong? Could it be that you only have this kind of strength?" Mo Yulou hooked at him.
Long Wenmu remained silent and rushed forward again, slashing out four or five feet of knife arc.
Mo Yulou laughed and grabbed it with one hand, pinched the palm forward, and pinched the knife light directly.
The sword light condensed by the demonic power could no longer advance in his hands.
In the stands, many powerful people at the level of the Earth Demon Master stood up one after another.
If you want to block such a move, you can't do it without extreme strength. How could a great demon master have such power?
"This child's strength is immeasurable." The demon master of the Heavenly Demon touched his beard and exclaimed.
Mo Yulou's palm tightened and the sword light suddenly shattered.
At the same time, Long Wenmu appeared beside him, and the blade rose from the bottom with an unfavorable spirit.
The sharp sound of the blade is like a dragon's roar.
The sword light just now was just a cover-up, and this sword was the real killing move.
This sword is from the dead corner of Mo Yulou, and even the powerful human face is difficult to deal with.
However, Mo Yulou's eyes were filled with jokes and turned around lightly. He turned into a black shadow and flashed to the side, and he actually avoided it lightly. When he moved, he was like an invisible phantom. The blade raised by Long Wenmu cut in the space without any achievements.
Got through!
Mo Yulou's dodging just now was quite strange, as if he was a strange body movement.
"Be careful!" Fei Xiaoyu shouted in the stands.
The sword flashed across Mo Yulou and appeared behind Long Wenmu almost at the same time.
The short sword in his hand stabbed Long Wenmu's waist straight.
Long Wenmu's previous strength had not yet disappeared, and his later strength was not enough, so he had no spare energy to avoid this piercing.
Seeing that the sword was about to stab, a strange scene appeared. The sword actually penetrated directly from Long Wenmu's body, bringing up a hazy mist.