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On the battlefield, Mo Wen and Tong Ming were fighting very fast, making hundreds of moves in just a few breaths. In the eyes of ordinary people, they just picked up the tea cup, drank two sips of tea, and then the battle was over.

Tong Ming and Mo Wen stood ten meters apart. Compared with before the battle, neither of them seemed to have changed much, but the way Tong Ming looked at Mo Wen was quite complicated.

"Donor Mo, I am convinced."

Tong Ming clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and then slowly stepped back. Only he knew what happened in the fight between the two just now. He had never thought that Mo Wen could be so strong, even in his physical body.

He vaguely felt that among the "Tong" generation of the Golden Buddha Sect, perhaps no one could compare with this young man Mo Wen, and even the strongest senior brother Tonghui might not be able to defeat this young man.

"In this martial arts competition, I can meet a young hero like Donor Mo. It is a worthwhile trip. I have nothing else to ask for, so I will say goodbye."

After exiting the venue, Tong Ming saluted in the direction of the rostrum and the audience, and then led a group of disciples of the Golden Buddha Sect to leave the Dragon's Nest. He didn't even bother to argue about the sect's ranking.

Originally, the Golden Buddha Sect lost to Mo Wen and had no chance of ranking first or second, but they could still compete for the third position.

But now it seems that people from the Golden Buddha Sect obviously no longer have that interest.

Hu Shuo's expression on the Evil Wind Sect's team was extremely ugly. In a pure competition of body refining techniques, Tong Ming actually lost. Although he didn't know the specific process, he could tell that Tong Ming had indeed lost to Mo. Ask, that boy. Even at such a young age, he actually has such terrifying attainments in the art of body refining.

From his fight with Tongming, it can be seen that this boy is also quite amazing in the use of power. Even if he cannot reach the level of Tongming's Thirteenth Layer Wave, he is still at the level of Wutielang. Otherwise, there will be no return to nature. Moreover, Mo Wen's body is definitely stronger than Tong Ming, otherwise he would not be able to defeat Tong Ming.

"The more terrifying you are, the more uneasy I feel, like a lump in my throat. No matter what, I must get rid of you."

Hu Shuo took a deep breath and withdrew from the battlefield with a gloomy face. Then he clasped his fists at the presidium: "The Evil Wind Sect is withdrawing. It no longer wants to compete with other sects."

With that said, Hu Shuo led a group of warriors from the Evil Wind Sect and left the Dragon's Nest. When passing by Mo Wen, he paused, looked at him meaningfully, and then turned around and left.

The Golden Buddha Sect did not compete for the ranking in the martial arts conference, and the Xiefeng Sect also had no interest in Dugu Nuba. Because one person, a young man, suppressed their entire sect. How could they have the face to compete for this ranking? Besides, this ranking was not taken seriously by the sects in Penglai Wonderland. Otherwise, they would not be able to compete for this ranking. I will not come out to participate in more than ten sessions in a row.

This time I came out, firstly because of the temptation of the goddess world, and secondly because there were already sects from Penglai Wonderland participating. Therefore, other sects also came to join in the fun. They never expected that they would meet such a pervert like Mo Wen, who would challenge one of their sects.

Hu Shuo knew very well that he was no match for Mo Wen. He might be better than Tong Ming, but he was definitely limited. He would rather be defeated by Mo Wen alone. It would be better not to participate, as it would not be too embarrassing. And compared with the martial arts conference, there is a bigger thing, which is to quickly return to the sect, report the news of Mo Wen's appearance, and then plan a plan to deal with this kid.

The Golden Buddha Sect and the Evil Wind Sect withdrew, and the other sects in the Penglai Wonderland had no shame to continue. They chose to withdraw one by one. In the blink of an eye, all the eight major sects in the Wonderland withdrew from the competition, even the ** Sect was no exception. Do not stay.

On the viewing platform, everyone was dumbfounded. The eight major sects of Penglai Wonderland actually chose to withdraw one by one. For a time, among the top eight sects, except for the Blood Evil Palace that was eliminated midway, only the Generous Sect remained.

For a moment, everyone looked at the young man on the central battlefield. Everyone knew that the reason why the eight major sects in the fairyland withdrew was all because of this young man. How majestic it is to force the eight major sects of Penglai Wonderland back with one person's power. At this moment, the figure of that young man is deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

Mo Wen's expression was also very strange. He didn't expect that the withdrawal of the Golden Buddha Sect would cause such a reaction. All the sects in Penglai Wonderland actually left.

However, he also knew in his heart that those sects probably also understood that they were no match for him together, so he simply quit, not fighting but retaining a sense of mystery. He now has a low opinion of his own strength. Those warriors from the sects in Penglai Wonderland may not all be his opponents.

In a sense, those extreme warriors in Penglai Wonderland were no longer on the same order of magnitude as him. This growth in the original space far exceeded expectations.

Of course, he did not look down on the sects in Penglai Wonderland. Some sects had peerless experts who were even in the Dou Zhuan realm. One can imagine how profound their backgrounds were. The people who came to participate in the martial arts conference were probably just sent there for fun, and were not the strongest group of people among the Yuanshen realm warriors.

Gu Jingman stood quietly next to Mo Wen, with a smile on her lips. Those people cheered, went crazy, and screamed because of her brother... She enjoyed this feeling very much and hoped that Mo Wen could be so dazzling every moment. She just I want to stand by his side and be his foil. From the beginning to the end, she never took action or showed any strength. She just stayed by his side quietly. As long as her brother was around, she would rather be a quiet kitten.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

The eyes of the ruthless young master were filled with madness and inconceivability. He didn't believe it. He didn't believe that all of this was true. Why! Why is that Mo Wen, why can't he be so famous, and that damn Mo Wen, Zeng Jin is not as good as him. He felt like he was going crazy. A fierce flame rose from his heart. It was the fire of jealousy. This flame could almost burn him to ashes and burn away his sanity.

Yang Zonglin, who was standing next to the ruthless young master, looked very ugly, and his whole face seemed to be twisted together. That Mo Wen, given time, might threaten their Blood Demon Palace. If this son has a future, it will definitely be theirs. Nightmare.

"Calm down."

Yang Zonglin suddenly found that the ruthless young master next to him had a ferocious face, his eyes were blood red, and the light in his eyes was getting more and more crazy. He was suddenly shocked. This was a sign of being possessed. If he was not careful, he might die at the hands of his inner demon. Go against the grain. Snapped! He knocked the ruthless young master unconscious with a slap, and then quickly left the Dragon's Nest with him on his shoulders. It was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Wang Yinru's eyes were full of excitement. She had never thought that the Dafang Sect would be so majestic one day. With one person and one sword, they could scare away the eight major sects of Penglai Wonderland. Such a prestigious reputation was far greater than the number one sect in the Wulin Conference. After this After that, there is probably no warrior in the world, including Penglai Fairyland, who does not know the Generous Sect.

Ling Feng, Tan Qiyue and others also looked at each other and were speechless for a while. Who is their leader? And he is still a young boy!

"Brother Mo is mighty 87!"

Su Waner raised her arms and shouted, her face flushed. Mo Wen was a hero in her eyes, a great hero who saved people from suffering. The hero in her heart showed great power. She was so excited that she was speechless. He seemed to be more powerful than herself. So majestic and exciting.

Wang Qian was also excited and clenched the corners of her clothes, her little hands turning slightly white from exerting herself. She came to Dragon City just to see the heroes in the world, but she had never thought that the most dazzling one was here. around her. Moreover, they had gone out to collect medicine together, sat down to eat together, and... and she had cooked rice and made porridge for him to drink.

Thinking of these, Wang Qian felt dizzy and dreamlike.

"interesting!"

Yaoyu was wearing a mink coat and a tight-fitting black dress underneath. Her exquisite curves were fully exposed, her thighs were slender and straight, and she was wearing a pair of stiletto heels that were as red as blood. The whole person exuded an extremely charming aura, which was most shocking. What makes people look at her is that under the charming aura, there is actually a noble and dignified charm. The two are mixed together without conflicting at all.

"Miss, this person should be comparable to ordinary saints." Next to Yao Yu was an old man wearing ancient gentleman's clothing. This man had white hair and an old face, but his eyes were very energetic. He was like a slave, bowing humbly, with a look of humility on his face.

However, if anyone could know this old man, they would definitely be shocked, because this person is a holy power in the Demon God Alliance, and he is not an ordinary holy man. It's just that this person lives in seclusion, devotes himself to practicing hard, and doesn't care about worldly affairs. Only a few people know him.

But no one could have imagined that such a person would be as humble as a slave in front of Yao Yu.

"This is also what interests me. At first, I really didn't take this little guy seriously. If he hadn't taken the initiative to mess with me, I probably wouldn't have looked at him twice."

Yao Yu looked at Mo Wen with great interest. The gambling agreement between her and Mo Wen was just a trap deliberately set by her, and she didn't take it seriously. If it weren't for this boy and his female companion singing and provoking her, she wouldn't be too lazy to be like a teenager.

I just didn't expect that this young man was somewhat extraordinary.

"I didn't expect that he could grow to this point in a short period of time. Could it be that he also received some ancient inheritance from the Chinese world?"

On the other side, Jingxue said in amazement. Half a year ago, when she met Mo Wen in Fuso Kingdom, he was still very weak. Unexpectedly, he would become so powerful in a blink of an eye, almost catching up with her, a candidate saint who had accepted the ancient inheritance of the Alliance of Gods.

"However, with his current strength, it seems that he cannot defeat Yao Yu. I'm afraid there is still a long way to go. But I am looking forward to him fighting Yao Yu more and more."

Jingxue pursed her lips and smiled. Originally, she didn't think Mo Wen had the ability to challenge Yao Yu, but now it seems that he doesn't seem to have any qualifications. Although the possibility of Mo Wen defeating Yao Yu is still equal to none, at least it won't be too much. It's not satisfactory, and the content of the bet between the two is very interesting.