Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 1088: Moon-Shaped Sword Qi
The half-moon sword energy that Fang Tianlun swung did not dissipate for a long time. After a while, it gradually dissipated from the arena. With the long sword in his hand, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Mo Qianshan, and said in a deep voice: "Can you Do you want to continue fighting with me?"

"Have you never fought against a monk of the same rank outside the sect?" Mo Qianshan looked at Fang Tianlun who was smiling confidently, and asked him suddenly.

Fang Tianlun was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly and said, "That's right, is there any problem?"

"No wonder you are so arrogant!" Mo Qianshan shook his head slightly, but he did not hide the disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Looking for death!" Fang Tianlun's face changed slightly. Unexpectedly, Mo Qianshan would dare to mock him. His figure flickered, and he appeared more than ten feet in front of Mo Qianshan in the blink of an eye. The long sword in his hand was like a scripture The sky falls like a rainbow, bringing up a pool of clear moonlight, which is full of coldness.

"Good time!" Mo Qianshan let out a long laugh, and patted the gun case lightly with his right hand, and then saw two black mysterious lights flying out of the gun case, and finally landed on his hands respectively, and then he clapped his hands together. Hehe, a dark spear appeared in his hand.

With a spear in his hand, Mo Qianshan stepped forward instead of retreating, and then the spear stabbed out. He saw black light gushing from the tip of the spear, like a storm, towards the moon-like sword Blast away.

boom!
In the blink of an eye, the black light collided with the white sword energy. The sword energy was like a tide, but it continued to dissipate under the erosion of the black light. It was completely annihilated in just an instant, and it was almost powerless to resist.

After the black gloomy light dispelled the sword energy, it continued to blast towards Fang Tianlun, and the speed was so fast that Fang Tianlun couldn't dodge it, so he could only use the magic weapon to resist the blow.

The robe on Fang Tianlun's body shone with countless runes that seemed to be condensed by moonlight, and then turned into a shield, blocking in front of him, and forcibly withstood the bombardment of the black light.

boom!
The black gloom blasted onto the shield like moonlight, and the runes on the shield continued to be annihilated, but more moonlight merged into the shield, which could withstand the black gloom.

After the black light completely dissipated, Fang Tianlun heaved a sigh of relief. He raised his head and looked at Mo Qianshan with a complicated expression, secretly horrified in his heart.

Although he and Mo Qianshan were just fighting each other, the strength Mo Qianshan displayed at this moment is far above him. Shan's opponent, but as a disciple of Suzaku Sect, he will never back down from a formidable opponent, and even if he loses in the end, he will never be scared to admit defeat.

"That's amazing. This young master's strength is indeed higher than that of Junior Brother Fang. It seems that Junior Brother Fang is going to lose this time!" An Jun shook her head lightly. With her eyesight, she could naturally see the relationship between Fang Tianlun and Mo Qianshan. power gap between them.

Ding Sheng's face was slightly blue, and he said in a deep voice: "It's not the end yet, we don't know who will win and who will lose, Junior Sister An, you spoke too early!"

Shen Ying frowned and looked at Ding Sheng, then said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Fang is definitely not his opponent, but with his personality, if he loses a match and calms down, it might be a good thing instead!"

"That's right, I also think it might be a good thing for senior brother Fang to lose!" Xiu'er also nodded with a smile, it seems that they have quite the same opinion of Fang Tianlun.

Ling Tian glanced at An Jun who was standing beside him, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Mo has his own measure, and he will never hurt this Mr. Fang!"

Ding Sheng was originally annoyed, but when he heard Ling Tian's words, he suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice, "It doesn't matter which of the two of them can win, you dare to fight with me, I really want to Look, how powerful you are, a peak cultivator of Void Refining, you don't even pay attention to the chief disciple of Lingjian Mountain!"

An Jun frowned slightly, and said in a crisp voice: "Brother Ding, this young master is just a cultivator at the peak of refining the void, but you are a cultivator at the early stage of Sanxian. Even if you win him, you will still be bullying the younger. If you accidentally lose , I am afraid that the reputation of our Suzaku Sect will be affected, I think it is better to forget it!"

"Junior Sister An, since he doesn't even pay attention to the chief disciple of Lingjian Mountain, why would he be afraid to fight me?" Ding Sheng snorted coldly, then raised his eyes to Ling Tian, ​​and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that you Don’t dare to fight me, if you don’t have the guts, then don’t talk nonsense here!”

"Since you want to fight with me, let's talk about it after they finish this fight!" Ling Tian didn't pay attention to Ding Sheng's provocation at all. Facing an early Sanxian cultivator, he naturally has the confidence to win.

After Ding Sheng heard Ling Tian's words, he was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Ling Tian to actually agree to his challenge. Could it be that this guy has the confidence to defeat himself, an early Sanxian cultivator?

An Jun also looked at Ling Tian in surprise, frowned and said: "Young Master, Senior Brother Ding is a genius of our Skylark Sect. Don't think he only has an early-stage Sanxian cultivation. In fact, even if he faces a mid-stage Sanxian monk, It is also possible not to lose the wind, so I advise you that it is best not to fight against him!"

"That's right, young master, you still don't want to fight him. You only have the peak cultivation of Xuxu. Even if you avoid the battle, others can't say anything!" Xiu'er also smiled at Ling Tian, ​​obviously An Jun and she were worried about Ling Tian. Tianhui was severely humiliated by Ding Sheng in the ring.

Ling Tian and Mo Qianshan were invited by them. If they were severely humiliated by Ding Sheng, wouldn't it be a good intention that turned out to be a bad thing? Moreover, Ling Tian and Mo Qianshan were guests invited by Anjun. Wanton humiliation, in the end it was her face.

That's why she mentioned Ling Tian so repeatedly, in order not to make Ling Tian feel weak in Ding Sheng's hands, but Ling Tian didn't flinch at all, and instead agreed to fight Ding Sheng in the ring.

After a while, although Fang Tianlun tried his best, he still couldn't resist Mo Qianshan's attack. In the end, he could only admit defeat, and then put his weapon back into the scabbard with a livid face, and jumped down from the ring without saying a word Standing behind Ding Sheng.

Mo Qianshan slowly returned the spear to the gun case, then lifted the heavy gun case with one hand, put it on his back, and walked down the ring slowly. Lightly arching his hands, he smiled and said, "I admit it!"

"Since they've finished fighting, shouldn't it be our turn now?" Ding Sheng's face was gloomy, and then he turned his head and whispered to Fang Tianlun who was behind him: "Junior Brother Fang, though optimistic, I will fight for you in this battle." Take a breath!"

"Brother, be careful. I think this kid is not simple. I'm afraid he won't be so easy to deal with. You must not be careless!" Fang Tianlun glanced at the calm Ling Tian, ​​hesitated for a moment, and finally reminded Ding Sheng in a low voice. One sentence.

Displeasure appeared on Ding Sheng's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Fang, do you think I am not his opponent?"

"With the strength of the senior brother, he can naturally crush him, but this kid and that kid came together, even though they are only at the peak of refining the void, they have to guard against it!" Fang Tianlun smiled wryly, although everyone saw that he and that kid There is a gap in Mo Qianshan's strength, but no one understands how strong Mo Qianshan is like him. In a word, when he faces Mo Qianshan, he doesn't even have the slightest chance of winning. The gap is enough to make him despair of winning in a confrontation.

"Hmph, just watch the good show!" Ding Sheng naturally didn't take Fang Tianlun's words to heart, he walked towards the ring, turned back to Ling Tian the moment he stepped on the ring, and said in a deep voice: "Are you afraid, why don't you come up?"

"Brother Ling, I can finally take a good look at your strength this time!" Mo Qianshan chuckled, and then said loudly: "Brother Ling, you must not underestimate the enemy! If you lose to this guy, I will I will definitely laugh at you to the Fallen Flower Valley!"

After Ding Sheng heard Mo Qianshan's words, his face turned livid. Ling Tian was obviously only a peak cultivator, but in Mo Qianshan's eyes, if he lost to him, he would be careless and underestimate the enemy, which made him really unacceptable.

Ling Tian shook his head and chuckled, then walked slowly towards the ring, finally stepped onto the ring, and stood in front of Ding Sheng.

"Mr. Mo, this Mr. Ling is only at the peak of refining Xu, and Senior Brother Ding is extremely strong, why don't you persuade him to give up?" Xiu'er looked at Mo Qianshan with a pair of bright eyes, and looked at him in puzzlement. ask.

Mo Qianshan smiled and said: "Brother Ling is only a peak cultivator, but his cultivation is so strong that I may not even be able to win him. Although your senior brother Ding is powerful, I don't think he is right. opponent!"

"What, he's so powerful?" Xiu'er heard Mo Qianshan's words, couldn't help stretching out her little hand, covering her cherry lips, and let out a low cry.

"You will know after reading it!" Mo Qianshan smiled without saying a word. Although he didn't know how strong Ling Tian was, he knew his strength just by looking at the supernatural power that Ling Tian could display. There is absolutely no difference in strength, even if you face the early Sanxian monks, you can win in battle.

When Mo Qianshan said these words, he didn't hide it, so Ding Sheng on the ring heard his words clearly. He cast his eyes on Ling Tian, ​​and then pulled out the long knife from behind with his backhand, and said in a deep voice. Said: "It seems that your friend is very confident in your strength. If so, let me see how strong you are!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his long saber and pointed it at Ling Tian. Flame-like energy gushed out of his body, and then submerged into the long saber, it transformed into countless runes of true meaning, constantly changing and condensing, and finally turned into a menacing head. The ferocious tiger, entrenched on the blade, seemed to be able to leap out at any time.

(End of this chapter)