Yes, it would be enough if there was still a little bit of hope, but now there is no hope at all. He can't even withstand one of his moves! Now let him just say that as long as someone can defeat him in ten moves, he will leave here.
No one came forward within the limit of ten moves. This is simply a mockery! Many people hope that Ying Weiwei can stand up and fight, but Ying Weiwei knows her own strength, and with the help of that mysterious power, she can only persist for a short time, maybe a fight, but she can't maintain that state for too long.
If you don't do it, you might even be able to defeat him with ten moves! But it's a pity... She stood below and clenched her fists.
If Yi Jing was still alive at this time, he would never let it go. He definitely had the strength to fight him, but he was already dead. Is there really no hope at all now? Bitterness spreads on the faces of every Taixu monk.
Si Fei Xun felt their sadness and pulled Si Fei Yan's hand, "Sister, why didn't my brother show up? Isn't he very powerful?"
"He... he might have something to do and he won't be able to come." Si Feiyan's mood was very complicated. She hoped that Yi Jing would show up to solve the crisis in Taixu Province, but at the same time she didn't want him to show up because she could feel that Taixu State was in trouble. The man on top is very scary, otherwise it would be impossible for so many people to go up without a single one. Now Taixu State has just returned, and the breath has not calmed down. If time passes, the same genius will appear.
But it takes time to achieve it, not now. Maybe Yi Jing thinks the same way. He can't compete for temporary glory. He can just say what he wants. The road under his feet is his own, and what achievements will be in the future? It cannot be changed by someone else's words.
But the breath in front of me is really despairing, almost a feeling of death!
"Is it true that no one can go on stage! I can't stand it anymore, I have to go!" There was a monk in the audience who couldn't stand the humiliation. He immediately went on stage and rushed towards the indifferent Little Devil, as if going crazy, but soon Obviously, this rush is like a moth flying into a flame, and he has already lost in terms of momentum alone! With a flash of inspiration, blood flew everywhere, and the person who had attacked in anger just now had turned into a cold corpse, which was shocking.
With one move, a master-level monk was instantly killed in front of Xiao Motian. This undoubtedly made the burden on many people's hearts become heavier!
The opponent's power is beyond imagination. There is no need to say anything. In the eyes of the young monks in Taixu Province, he is invincible!
The scene was completely silent. Some people saw the faint sarcasm at the corner of Xiao Motian's mouth, and seemed to enjoy this suppressed pleasure!
But if you can’t do it alone, you might as well do it together! Several young monks were furious and rushed forward together, but no one stopped them. The fear that needed to be vented in despair was exposed, and their fate seemed to have been written.
There were continuous popping sounds, and even Xiao Motian didn't move his body at all. The young monks had become cold corpses.
Si Fei Xun was so surprised that she grabbed Si Fei Yan's hand tightly and said nervously, "Sister, brother, please don't come, that person is so scary!"
He had no concept of the realm of a monk. He only saw living moths of life fluttering into the flame, but they turned into ashes without even sparks flying!
The feeling of fear wrapped around everyone's heart was too strong. Is it really reasonable for such a person to appear to challenge the new Taixu State
"Damn it! You really think that all the people in Taixu Province are dead!" Ying Weiwei gritted her teeth. She was the only monk who had the strength to fight. She couldn't sit idly by and ignore it! She walked directly to the ring, and Xiao Motian finally had some reflections, "That move of yours is very strong, but it's a pity that you can't stay in that state for a long time, so I suggest you make unnecessary resistance." , Taixu Prefecture’s Rucai is not your fault alone.”
"I don't need you to teach me a lesson! Today, I will let you..." Ying Weiwei suddenly found that she could not mobilize that kind of power! She looked at her hand in shock, why couldn't she move it? She was a little confused. Xiao Motian sneered and appeared directly in front of her like lightning. He raised a hand and said, "Although you have great potential and may defeat me, you are not qualified yet, and you are defeated." ,die."
After finishing the word, he went straight to attack Ying Weiwei. You can imagine the consequences of this hit! Si Feiyan was extremely shocked. Although this girl was quite annoying, she had great courage to dare to go on stage at this time, but she was going to die. It was a bit hard for her to accept!
"Bang!" A dull voice sounded, but there was no scream. When everyone saw clearly, they saw a young man directly blocking the domineering blow of the Little Devil, and then punched him back. Three feet away, it's Yi Jing, he's here!
Many people were so excited that they were about to shed tears. They thought this guy had not come back, but it turned out that he came back at the right time!
"Nonsense!" Yi Jing said two words to the stunned Ying Weiwei, then touched her head and asked her to go down and watch the battle. Ying Weiwei pouted her lips and gave a muffled greeting, then jumped off the ring obediently. At this moment, there are only two men left on the stage. The battle has not yet begun, but the soul power storm formed by the powerful aura between them has swept everywhere!
"Who is this guy?" Many outside monks asked in surprise because they didn't know Yi Jing. But the people in Taixu Province finally saw hope. Mr. Jing is back. He will definitely be able to turn the tide and defeat this bastard!
Si Feiyan was stunned. Unexpectedly, Yi Jing came on stage at the last moment and rescued Ying Weiwei. It turned out that he had been watching from a distance, but when he saw someone he cared about coming on stage, he was worried that she would be in danger. Don’t end the battle!
Si Fei Xun also clenched her teeth nervously and stuttered a little, "Sister, what should I do? My brother is here, will he die?"
"Don't worry, he is very powerful." Si Feiyan smiled. She didn't know where she got the confidence, and why she said Yi Jing was strong.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit solemn. Xiao Motian stared at the young man in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "Who are you? Why don't I know your name."
"It doesn't matter. I didn't know it before. I will let you know soon. Do you think there is no one in Taixu Prefecture for you to bully?" Yi Jing crossed his arms and looked domineering. Wan Yanqing in the audience was still a little worried. However, Ying Weiwei regained her breath and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? He is so powerful that he will not only lose."
"But..." In any case, Xiao Motian's strength is obvious to all. Although Yi Jing is very strong, the opponent is a genuine grandmaster. How can Xiao Zong's cultivation level be used to deal with a grandmaster-level talent? It feels a bit ridiculous to look at it.
Wan Yanqing was worried, and Xiao Motian also discovered this and said indifferently: "You only have the cultivation level of a small sect, and I am a grand master. How can you compete with me."
"Perhaps, the capital you are proud of is your level. If we were from the same starting point, I could suppress you with one hand. Now it is just enough to weaken you by a level, so you can take action." Yi Jing showed no fear, He even started teasing her, but seemed not to take Xiao Motian seriously at all.
People in Taixu Prefecture feel proud and proud. They have always been despised, but now Yi Jing uses Xiao Zong's cultivation level to despise the master-level Xiao Motian. No matter how he feels, he feels very relieved!
The atmosphere in the scene was on the verge of breaking out, especially when Yi Jing opened his mouth to provoke, Xiao Motian suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Very good, I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you. I hope you are arrogant enough." Qualifications, not empty words!”
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I am here, waiting for you to take action." Long mocked lightly, as if the other party was nothing in his eyes, and Xiao Motian narrowed his eyes and waited for you to open them. The moment was full of cold light, "You asked for this!"
"I will make you regret coming into this world."
Xiao Mo Tian took action, his movements were very small, and the ghostly mist was behind him, like a group of demons dancing wildly!
He comes from Taichu, which is said to be a demonic land where everyone considers themselves demonic! And it is said that there are no weak people there!
Because they have been chosen since they were young, and the survival of the fittest is the same decision-making method as in the natural jungle!
At this moment, Yi Jing smiled, what a strong opponent! He took a step forward and punched out! Facing the opponent's menacing attack, he had no intention of retreating. This was an attack far beyond Xiao Zong's. No matter who the opponent was, he was not afraid of it!
When the two figures intertwined on the ring, their auras burst out like lightning, which was frightening. Such battles are rare! I only saw Yi Jing punching into the blur of shadows! Many people applauded, but it was a pity that it was just a strange shadow, not the real body of Xiao Motian! Xiao Motian's magical power is very strange. Will he still insist on defeating Yi Jing in ten moves this time
Many people are eagerly looking forward to it. However, it is obvious that it is unrealistic to defeat this young man's mountain sickness within ten moves, especially since Yi Jing's external cultivation level is only a small one, but in fact he has a certain cultivation level. It's so strong that one has to sigh.
During the fight between the dragon and the tiger, the stage was filled with light and shadow. People with low cultivation levels could not even see what was happening above. They could only feel the fluctuations in soul power that made people tremble with fear. They had to open their eyes to see. Unfortunately, they could still see it despite this. Very vague.
I don’t know how many rounds the two of them fought at this time. In short, the limit of ten rounds of draws has long passed! After a while, Yi Jing unfolded his ghost steps and flashed aside, teasing: "Young man, the ten-round limit you mentioned has passed, why didn't I see you leave?" The words were full of teasing and ridicule, and the latter snorted: "Stop talking nonsense. If you meet a good opponent, I don't think you want to give up the opportunity in vain."