At the city tower, Gui Wu's face was as deep as water. He could hear the sound in his ears, and the sharp light surging in his eyes! At this moment, a figure suddenly flew from Nanming City, with a flash of spiritual light, without concealing his domineering aura!

"Wanyue Lake, twenty-nine rounds of war, monk thunderstorm, fight!"

Swish!

A monk like a strong body fell down suddenly, and with a "bang", the entire ring seemed to be trembling and moaning. This man was wearing a black and silver armor, with a ferocious look on his face!

Seeing this armor clearly, Gui Wu felt sure, and a smile appeared again on the corner of his mouth, "Thunder armor... The cultivator of the Lei Dao Sect actually borrowed this treasure. It seems that they don't want the quota allocation to occur unexpectedly!"

"Thunderstorm's own cultivation level may only be qualified for twenty-nine rounds of battles, but with this Thunderstorm Armor, he stimulated his bloodline and his strength soared in a short period of time, even above me, enough to be comparable to the thirty-five rounds of battles of monks! In addition, the amazing defense of Thunderstorm Armor, this cultivation will definitely be defeated!"

Lu Jiao, a burly young man, also breathed lightly! They were all in ten places, so they naturally did not want an accident. They defeated Mo Yu with the hand of thunderstorm. For them, it was indeed the best result!

"External monk! If you dare to come to my Nanming City to seek trouble, don't leave today!"

With a grim smile, the thunderstorm roared violently, his eyes full of excitement! Now, with the Thunder Armor in his hand, he will definitely make a big splash! As long as he defeats this cultivation, the sect leader promises to help him ask for the Thunder Dao Sect!

Come to die!

Outside the thunderstorm, the thunder armor burst out in an instant, twisting and surging, releasing a breath of destruction! This person seemed to have transformed into an ancient ancient clan who controlled thunder! The ring under his body was shot down by an electric arc and made a "crackling" sound. The power of the strong formation was undulating like water rays. This was enough to see the terror of his attack!

powerful!

An extremely powerful sense lingers in my heart! At this moment, Leistor even felt that no one in the Great Lord realm was his opponent! Although this point was a delusion, it also showed that it was extremely powerful!

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure rushed out and shot down with one punch! The rolling lightning gathered, increasing the power of this punch again, and a faint shadow of the thunder bead appeared! Releasing an extremely terrifying aura of destruction!

Mo Yu's eyes chilled!

With his mind, it is naturally not difficult to see that this person has shown his strength now, which is definitely not comparable to a monk in the twenty-nine rounds of battles! Since he ranks here, the problem lies in this armor that can release thunder outside the human body... Is it necessary to use this to prevent him from entering the thirty rounds and grab the quota in Nanming City?

But just like this, I wanted to force him back, and I underestimated him too much! I exhaled and whispered, Mo Yu showed his breath, and at this moment it suddenly surged, facing the thunderstorm, he stepped down and clenched his fists!

Bang!

In the loud noise, the phantom of the thunder bead trembled suddenly and then collapsed and dissipated! At the same time, a large piece of thunder power swept straight to Mo Yu's body. Wherever he passed, his black robe was broken! A slight tingling pain came, but his flesh and blood were not damaged at all!

With just the strength of the body, Mo Yu is enough to compete with the peak of the War Emperor. Although this thunder is domineering, he cannot hurt him!

A huge force swept over like a sea of ​​ups and downs, and the thunderstorm was uncontrollable. Every step made the ring tremble. His eyes widened and he was incredible! He... was at a disadvantage! Moreover, the destruction of Thunder was unable to cause any damage to this cultivation!

impossible!

Thinking of losing, the Thunder Armor was about to be taken away. He suddenly roared unwillingly, and the figure retreated and forced to stop! But at this moment, before he could stand firm, a figure approached rapidly in his sight!

Bang!

The second loud noise!

The qi and blood shaking in the body had not yet dissipated, and another powerful force came. The thunderstorm could no longer bear it. His face turned red and blood suddenly spewed out! But the blood had not left the body at all, and it was shattered by the thunder and turned into a tragic blood mist!

This man retreated and was directly bombarded by powerful forces from the ring!

"No!"

The thunderstorm howled, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not stop!

Bang!

This man fell down and smashed the ground out of a deep pit, raging the power of thunder, causing the soil to charred in an instant! The monk was swept by a spreading electric arc and fell to the ground with a terrifying howl, his body was charred, and he was charred, and he was no longer aware of his life or death!

"I'm not willing!"

The thunderstorm roared, and his figure suddenly jumped up, and the lightning flashed and he was about to rush into the ring.

Mo Yu looked calm, but just glanced at him lightly and said, "You have been defeated!"

Swish!

The thunderstorm stopped, his body trembled slightly, and the thunder all over his body was even more surging, obviously feeling intense!

After a while, the man roared, turned around and flew into Nanming City, without a trace!

If you fall off the ring, you will lose. If you fight on stage again, it will be a violation of the regulations!

The consequence is death!

This person dared not disobey, so he had to retreat!

Mo Yu turned around, looked at Nanming City, and said lightly: "My Mo is here, challenge Nanming City, and fight the monks in the 30th round!"

There are still a few people in the 29th round of battle in Nanming City, but there is only one person in the thirty rounds, and there is also one person in the upper ranking! Because they are the strongest among the sixth level of the entire Nanming City, occupying the quota for Wushan!

If you surpass this person, Mo Yu can get a place!

...

On the top floor of the tallest tower in the city, several figures sat in it, looking towards the city gate, their brows were frowning slightly.

At this moment, a sound came from afar, and a middle-aged man with a cold face slowly said, "This boy has a very strong cultivation level, and he can't stop him from entering the thirty rounds."

"It is a last resort to use the Thunder Armor. If you stop it again and again, even if you stop it, my Nanming City will be completely disappointed!" The old man wearing a thunder striped robe and a purple sword in his hair, sighed helplessly, "Master Lanyue, since the thunder Armor has been defeated, there is no need to say much about the rest. Please return the Thunder Armor Armor of our Sect."

Lan Yue, the leader of the Wanyue Lake, was wearing a fur robe and had a majestic face, but his eyebrows were full of evil spirits at this moment, "The Master of Thunder Dao does not need to urge him. Since he has been defeated, I, Wanyue Lake, will not be greedy for your sect's thunder armor! But at present, may all fellow Taoists be watching, will I lose a Wushan place in Wanyue Lake?"

The cold middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "I didn't want to, but I was actually unable to interfere."

"Hmph! If the 30th wheeler is your purgatory valley monk, can fellow Taoist Lu Han still deal with it so calmly?"

"What does Master Lan mean?" This man frowned and there was a fierce aura that faintly penetrated the surface, making the air sticky for an instant!

Lan Yue was not afraid and sneered: "It's very simple. If you don't try to force this person to retreat, our sect will temporarily borrow the treasure of the sect, Yin Yuezhu, and let him challenge Ji Mi of the thirty-two rounds of slashes before facing this person!"

The Lord of Purgatory Valley showed ferociousness on the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "Very good! The Lord of this Valley will hand over the thirteen Earthly Demon Swords to Ji Mo. Let the junior Xian Yue come to challenge him to see who died in the end!" He was already full of murderous intent in his words!

"you……"

"Two fellow Taoists, please calm down!" An old man in black clothes spoke slowly. This person was obviously quite majestic. Whether Lan Yue or Lu Han, after a moment of pause, they each restrained their breath and remained silent.

The old man nodded slightly and turned to look, "Master Lanyue, you can see clearly the current situation. If you don't want to give up this place, then take out a way to stop this man from breaking into the thirty rounds! But, the method of giving treasures for the time being cannot be used again. I, Nanming City, have to leave some face!"

Lan Yue pondered for a moment and said in a cold voice: "This sect really cannot stop this cultivation from entering the thirty cycles, but the dead do not need a place!"

"Master Lan is afraid that he has forgotten that in the arena battle, no cultivators of seventh level or above are allowed to intervene! Otherwise, my entire Nanming City will have to bear the anger from all forces in Chennan!" Lu Han sneered, "If you want to cause trouble in Wanyue Lake, don't implicate me!"

"What the Lord of Purgatory Valley said is good!"

"It is absolutely not feasible for this son!"

"This sect does not agree!"

The old man in black robe frowned and showed a little coldness.

Lan Yue was not panicked, so he bowed and said, "Don't worry, fellow Taoists, Lan will not violate the rules of the arena due to small losses! What I said is to do this..." After a while, he stopped and looked at the monks around him, "This is Lan's plan. If this cultivation is not deceived, it will be abolished, otherwise he will die! At that time, this problem will be solved without any attack!"

The old man in black robe was silent for a moment and nodded slowly, "This is the case, you can try it."

The Lord of Purgatory Valley groaned, but did not object.

Soon, everyone had already passed the matter.

Lan Yue waved her hand with a sneer, and a letter of order condensed instantly, roaring through the air and leaving!

...

The ring.

Mo Yu was waiting quietly. He had invited the battle. If the cultivation of Wanyue Lake did not dare to take action, he would automatically lose when the time limit reached a certain time limit. At that time, he would also advance to the 30th round of battle and get one of the places to Wushan!

Time passed by, just now...

Swish!

A shocking rainbow roared from Nanming City, and soon stopped on the ring, converging its escape light, revealing one of the young monks with an ugly face! His eyes looked at him and suddenly showed cold disgust, "In the Xinyue of the Wanyue Lake, I believe that I am not a match for a fellow Taoist, and just admit defeat!"

"But with the strength of fellow Taoists, why do you need to come to our Nanming City to grab the quota? Now there are only nine monks in my city to enter. However, one more person can enter Wushan in the city where fellow Taoists are. This move is too despicable!"

His face showed grief and anger, and when he spoke, his voice became louder and louder! The sound of anger roared in the air!

At the ring, many monks were originally shocked, but now they heard the meaning of his words clearly and became silent! But they looked at the black robe figure on the stage again, and the awe in their eyes turned into anger and disgust!

"I said why I have never heard of this person's reputation? It turns out that he was an outsider!"

"Despicable! Using such means, we will seize the opportunity to cultivate the Nanming City that originally belonged to me!"

"Why should I grab my Nanming City quota? Get out of the arena and go back to your own city!"

"Get down! Get down!"

I don’t know who yelled first, and the surroundings of the ring suddenly turned into an angry ocean! The role of the group made them temporarily forget the terrifying strength of the monks on the stage. They were full of anger and burst out wildly! Even though the quota was not theirs, it was their Nanming City after all. What qualifications are outsiders to snatch it? Thinking of this, the angry monks’ voices became louder and louder!

Slowly, some monks walked out of the city and gathered more and more around the ring, and the darkness was endless! Many of them did not even have the chance to climb onto the ring to grab the spot! But they were also roaring!

"Get down!"

"Get back to your place and leave a place!"

"Get out!"

The angry and scolding came from all directions!

Mo Yu frowned, and he looked at the Wanyue Lake Xinyue. Although this man looked sad and angry, his pride in his eyes was not hidden from him! If outsiders were not allowed to participate in the ring, we can explain before, why should we wait until this time...

Is it another plan? I think it shouldn't be that simple.
To be continued...