Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 895 Final Showdown

"You really didn't disappoint me." In the ninth floor space, Lin Fengying looked at Mo Chen with a smile.

Mo Chen and Dongfanghong still maintained the technique of union, the three of them looked at each other with smiles on their faces, who would have thought that when they gathered in Nanling City, the three of them would become the final contenders of the first round.

"Your strength is also very strong. I believe that it won't be long before you can become a man of the world." Mo Chen praised sincerely.

Lin Fengying said: "I'm only twenty years old, but with such strength, and the means of strategizing, I can't pull the inlaid blue flag back from the edge of life and death. It's just that I'm curious, even I sent Elder Xue to think that I am not your opponent, let me set you as the target, and if I can not be thrown away by you, I am successful."

Mo Chen smiled wryly, Xue Zijie knew his identity, and naturally knew his potential, but Lin Fengying didn't know it, and with his strength and talent, he was more or less dissatisfied.

"The challenge on the ninth floor is very simple. No matter who comes, only one person can be left behind to continue to understand the rules of the ninth floor. Therefore, strictly speaking, we have only entered the ninth floor, but we have not yet accepted the rules of the ninth floor. The nine-story test."

Lin Fengying explained: "At this moment, we are the same as the outside world, but only the soul power can be used, Mo Chen, let me see, what qualifications do you have for me to chase after you."

Dongfanghong frowned and said, "Can only one person be left to accept the test and baptism of the ninth floor?"

Lin Fengying nodded and said: "In the history of Wuhun Hall, no one has rushed to the ninth floor. Only the first person to rush up can see the information left by the ninth floor. I didn't sneak attack you, I just wanted to Let's fight upright, even if we are not as good as you now, I still want to know where the gap lies."

Mo Chen nodded lightly, gladly accepting Lin Fengying's challenge.

He and Dongfanghong separated, and sure enough, the ninth floor was the same as the outer space, except that the rest of the forces were suppressed, and there were no other tests.

Only when there is only one person left, are you qualified to spy on the mystery of the ninth floor. The designer of this Wuhun Tower may have left something for the strongest.

Dongfanghong smiled bitterly, and said: "To be honest, I am definitely not your opponent, but since I have come here, I will naturally not admit defeat, so I will not show mercy."

Mo Chen said with a smile: "The opportunity is rare. We have reached the last step, so naturally we will not give up easily. The three of us, how do we fight?"

Lin Fengying said: "It would be fair for two people to form a team to fight against one person. How about three people guessing punches, the loser will face off first, and the remaining one will not be able to sneak attack. Moreover, the person who fights first, after the winner is determined, must be given to the winner. Take some time to recover."

"The battle of temperament is fair!" Dongfanghong and Mo Chen smiled lightly.

The sub-banners represented by the three have already determined the top three seats. At this moment, they are not fighting for the championship, but for the challenge. The three of them are all outstanding people. It can be said that no one will easily convince others in their hearts.

Especially Lin Fengying, he knew how powerful Mo Chen was, but he still wanted to try to see who was stronger between the two.

Dongfanghong knew that she was weak, but she also wanted to know how big the gap was.

The three of them did not form a team to attack one side, and they won, and they won calmly, so the decision was made by guessing fists.

Soon, the results of the boxing game came out. Mo Chen was a little lucky, and he wrapped two stones in one piece of cloth and enjoyed the final battle.

Mo Chen stepped aside, leaving the battlefield to Lin Fengying and Dongfanghong.

Lin Fengying reminded: "Brother Dongfang, although this place is in the Wuhun Pagoda, fighting is the real fighting of soul power. If you can't hold on, you must admit defeat immediately and choose to be sent out, otherwise you will be killed inside." Destroy the soul power, and after going out, the soul power will be greatly damaged, it will be difficult to continue to break through, and at worst, you will become an idiot, or even die."

Dongfanghong nodded and said, "Thank you brother Lin for reminding me, please."

"Accept!"

Lin Fengying raised her hand and swung it down. Ling Lie's soul power turned into a sharp knife and pierced Dongfanghong's lower abdomen.

Dongfanghong had been on guard for a long time, and her feet flickered, turning into a stream of light and disappearing in place. However, Lin Fengying didn't expect him to dodge, and the sharp sharp knife rang out, turning into infinitely small sharp blades, covering the sky and covering the earth. Down.

Dongfanghong was startled suddenly, frightening soul power bloomed crazily, turning into a powerful shield to block in front of him.

"Pfft!"

No matter the sharp knives, blades or shields are transformed by soul power, they have no substance, so there is no metal-like collision sound, but countless puffing sounds, and sharp blades pierced into the shield, piercing the shield. riddled with holes.

"boom!"

Dongfanghong only felt a powerful soul force crushing her, and her whole body was thrown upside down, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

With one move, just one move, he knew that he was not Lin Fengying's enemy. The soul power of the late eighth rank was indeed no match for a ninth rank martial soul master.

But there was no sign of flinching in his eyes, as if he was constantly ferocious, bursting out with a strong fighting spirit.

"You are not my opponent, but this fighting spirit is worthy of admiration. It looks much more comfortable than your brother's crazy spirit." Lin Fengying sighed in admiration, raised her arm again, extended a long sword, and slashed in the air. fall.

Dongfanghong was full of fighting spirit, and instead of going head-to-head with Lin Fengying, she began to flicker continuously, fighting a guerrilla war.

Outside, everyone stared at the Wuhun Tower without blinking.

Xue Zijie suddenly said: "Mo Chen and Dongfanghong have spent more time on the ninth floor than Dongfangyu. The three of them are definitely in the top three. As for the ranking, we can only wait."

When Dongfang Yu heard this, a hideous look flashed across his face.

As a ninth-rank Martial Soul Master, he originally wanted to compete with Lin Fengying, bring victory to Xianghongqi, and win the hearts of Xianghongqi.

But now, not only lost to Lin Fengying, but also lost to Dongfanghong.

The results of the Eight Banners are only ranked based on the results of the best person. Although Dongfang Yu's results are also very good, ranking fourth, but Dongfanghong surpassed him, so the results of the first pass are naturally counted as Dongfang Yu's results. Red, thus abandoning his grades.

He was at the ninth level, and all the contestants with the red flag followed him, but he lost to Dongfanghong, and instantly became a stepping stone for Dongfanghong.

After the First World War, Dongfanghong's reputation in the Bordered Red Banner definitely surpassed him, and before he knew the young master, he lost a lot.

He clenched his fists tightly, and there was a little killing intent in his eyes.

"Om."

After a few breaths, a ray of light came from the Wuhun Pagoda, and Dongfanghong's figure was teleported out without accident.

This moment caused an uproar from the crowd.

There are only two people left in the Wuhun Pagoda, and they are Lin Fengying and Mo Chen who bet the most.

Xia Houjin's complexion became more and more ugly, and he clenched his hands involuntarily, the palms of which were actually full of sweat.

Mo Chen has really come to this step, if Lin Fengying is sent out next time, then he will lose completely.

Not only him, but everyone was shocked. Most of them probably didn't expect Mo Chen to come to this point.

At this moment, thinking of Xue Zijie and Shan Jingtian's betting, it seems that it is no accident that the two powerhouses are so optimistic about Mo Chen. From this point of view, Mo Chen's hope of winning the championship is indeed great.

In the Wuhun Pagoda, after defeating Dongfanghong, Lin Fengying began to recover her spirit power, and after a while, she returned to her peak state.

He stood up, looked at Mo Chen, and said, "Finally it's our turn to fight. I really want to know if there is a gap between us."

Mo Chen grinned and said, "That's as you wish."

"Then, be careful." Lin Fengying's smile gradually subsided, her hands suddenly stretched out, and the powerful soul power rushed down like a dense rain of arrows, stabbing at Mo Chen without warning.

At the same time, the distorted space began to transform into a fierce tiger, opening its mouth to bite Mo Chen.

Mo Chen also restrained his smile. Although his state was not as good as Lin Fengying's, in terms of combat experience, he could definitely beat Lin Fengying by a few blocks. When he did the trick with one hand, the whole figure became illusory, ghostly disappearing in place.

At the same time, powerful soul power stretched out like thousands of streams, zigzagging around Lin Fengying's attack, interweaving into a huge net, enveloping Lin Fengying, trying to bind Lin Fengying.

Lin Fengying was slightly startled, both hands changed at the same time, turning into a pair of huge scissors, cutting fiercely towards the air, and there was a clicking sound.

Mo Chen's soul power was continuously cut off, he made a tactic with both hands at the same time, the powerful soul power directly turned into a huge rock, rushed into the scissors fiercely, directly shattered the scissors, and pressed down like a collapsed giant mountain Lin Fengying.

Lin Fengying's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a wave of his big hand, a wave of soul power wrapped down like a waterfall, and two soul powers hit one place fiercely.

"boom!"

A slight explosion sounded instantly, and the terrifying soul power oscillated in the space. The soul power of both of them continued to shatter, turning into countless tiny fragments, and dissipating in all directions.

However, Lin Fengying's realm is indeed stronger. Although the huge waterfall of soul power is riddled with holes, it did not completely collapse, and rolled towards Mo Chen with a whistling sound.

"Mo Chen, if you only have this level of strength, you can't beat me." Lin Fengying shouted, and with a light tap on his foot, his whole body flew towards the sky. Wherever he passed, the space was extremely distorted, and he moved towards Mo Chen. swept up.

His realm really stabilized Mo Chen, and now he broke out with all his strength, forcing Mo Chen to use the strongest attack.

If it is only this level, then the final decisive battle should come to an end.

The corner of Mo Chen's mouth was raised, and he dotted the air a few times with one hand. The powerful soul power changed rapidly, forming a human figure with eyes like stars and face like a knife. His domineering arrogance can be seen by raising his hands, showing his peerless demeanor.

"Lin'er, are you going to attack me?" The peerless powerhouse opened his mouth softly, his eyes flickered with brilliance, he raised his hand lightly, and a sharp blade fell down.

Lin Fengying's body suddenly jumped, and a trace of horror and awe flashed in his eyes, and then he shouted angrily: "Mo Chen, if you use all your means, I'm afraid it will be difficult to change the situation."

This condensed figure turned out to be Lin Fengying's father, Lin Tianying. No matter in his demeanor or temperament, he was so lifelike that he could confuse the real with the fake.

Lin Fengying showed no mercy, and shot with all his strength, terrifying soul power swept out like a tide.

Because he knew that this phantom was transformed by Mo Chen, not his father.

"Nizi, how dare you take action against your father, and still kneel down and admit your mistake!" Lin Tianying let out a rage, the strength in his hand suddenly increased, and a sharp blade came out of his hand, turning into a thunder dragon, and devoured towards Lin Fengying.

"This……"

Lin Fengying's heart trembled, his demeanor did not look like a phantom at all. At this moment, he seemed to really see his father, and he froze in place for a moment, not daring to make another move.

(End of this chapter)