The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 232 Mo Yun blew himself up
Immediately, the weapons in the hands of the two disappeared without a trace, and the spiritual power of various colors in the sky spread around, making people dazzled.

It seems that the spiritual power of these two people doesn't need time to accumulate, and they use it lavishly and without restraint.

The two fought from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground. The barrier had already been broken, and they couldn't hold on to a single move. Even Zi Xuan, who had never made a move, made a move, which finally calmed down the worries of those disciples. heart.

This competition lasted from the afternoon of the first day to the morning of the next day. The spiritual power in the two people's bodies was almost exhausted, but there was still no winner.

The stone under the feet can only stand on one foot, and it is very difficult to put two feet on it at the same time, but the two of them can still stand on the stone steadily every time they land.

"Yu Wentian, you are indeed very powerful, not ordinary. If you are given another ten years, I am afraid that there will be no match for you in the entire Tianmo Sect. It is a pity that you have met me now. "

Mo Yun was panting heavily, and the spiritual power on his body was almost exhausted, but he seemed to be more excited than before. Everyone could guess that Mo Yun still had a deadly back move .

On the other hand, Yu Wentian on the other side is more confident than Mo Yun, "I don't know if there will be anyone in the Tianmo Sect who will be my opponent in the future, but what I know is that you are definitely not my opponent now."

"Yuwentian, you are too confident..."

Mo Yun stepped forward with his left foot, placed it on another stone, and formed a seal with both hands. While forming the seal, his body was covered with a layer of energy mist that could not be seen clearly.

Except for Yu Wentian, no one has seen the way of it. This is the Devouring Demon Art, but it is not the real Devouring Demon Art. Instead of devouring the power of nature, he can restore his full strength in an instant.

"Yuwentian, please die."

With a loud shout, he raised his palms together, and rushed towards Yu Wentian. Everyone held their breath. The two most powerful people in this generation of Tianmomen are going to decide the winner after all. what?
Looking at the menacing Mo Yun, Yu Wentian didn't move at all, but his face was calm, which meant that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

It wasn't until Mo Yun's palms had reached in front of him, and when they were about to touch him, that he finally raised his palms and faced them.

Yu Wentian's palms were so weak in front of Mo Yun, as if a ball of cotton hit a big hammer and would be smashed to the ground at any time.

However, the ending that everyone thought did not happen. Mo Yun's palms were still full of strength, and Yu Wentian's palms looked so weak, but they didn't hurt Yu Wentian at all.

Mo Yun's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it was true. He felt a very familiar power in Yu Wentian's palms. This power was very similar to the power on his body now, but it was more He is much stronger.

"This is impossible……"

How could Mo Yun accept such a tragic defeat, gritted his teeth and increased the power transmission again, he did not believe that Yu Wentian had practiced the same technique.

He saw the tricky smile on the corner of Yu Wentian's mouth, but it was too late. He felt that the power in his body was continuously pouring into Yu Wentian's body, which was still passive.

Yu Wentian has been waiting for this moment. Only when Mo Yun's power is brought into full play is the best time for him to absorb Mo Yun's energy.

"You are very lucky. Before you die, you can still see the real magic devouring skill."

Mo Yun's eyes were full of panic, is he going to die in Yu Wentian's hands?He is not reconciled, really not reconciled.

Suddenly, as if he had made a decisive decision, Mo Yun looked at Yu Wentian with ferocious eyes, "Yu Wentian, don't worry, I, Mo Yun, will definitely come back, and I will definitely ask you for today's interest when the time comes."

Yu Wentian secretly said that it was not good, and Mo Yun still had another move, but it was as if Mo Yun had no time to stop, and he was too late to stop, Mo Yun even tried his best to blew himself up and wanted to escape.

It is definitely not a good thing to let the tiger go back to the mountain, but the helpless thing is that he has no strength to catch up now, so he can only stand where he is and watch Mo Yun flee farther and farther.

The Great Elder held back his heartache and resentment, and walked onto the high platform with a face full of reluctance. Everyone pricked up their ears. The final winner was already clear at a glance, but they couldn't help but want to hear the final answer.

"This competition is fiercely competitive, but Mo Yun has escaped now, and Yu Wentian has also fallen to the ground, so this time, there are no demons in this competition."

As soon as the Great Elder said this, there was an uproar immediately. What kind of argument is this? Mo Yun has already escaped, so Yu Wentian is the winner?
Even the disciples of the Great Elder's sect looked a bit ugly. How could they accept such a reckless decision without even consulting the suzerain.

On the contrary, Yu Wentian was as calm as ever, and slowly raised his right foot behind the Great Elder.

"Hurry up, everyone, look, the high priest did not fall down from the high platform, there is still a stone under his feet, the high priest is a well-deserved winner today."

I don't know who in the crowd yelled. The dissatisfied disciples looked at Yu Wentian's feet in unison. Although the stone was not as big as a palm, it was indeed a part of the competition platform. Looking at it now , Yu Wentian did not completely fall off the stage of the competition.

The Great Elder was still very unwilling, and turned his head in disbelief, but the facts were in front of his eyes, there was still a remnant of the competition platform under Yu Wentian's feet, and Mo Yun had already left the Tianmo Gate at this moment.

This small stone has already proved the final result. Even if the great elder has more thoughts, he doesn't know what to say at this moment.

His son, at this moment, didn't know whether it was life or death, but he was asked to announce that the person who made his son like this had won. How could he do it? After opening his mouth for a long time, he still couldn't say a word come out.

"This seat announces that Yu Wentian won this competition, and he is the new devil of our Tianmo sect."

There were cheers from the audience, but it was not only that, there were also rumbling cheers from the bottom of the mountain, and there were not a few people beating drums and gongs. Looking at the past, Elder Qin was on the edge of Dufeng, directing the people in the city below the mountain. common people.

(End of this chapter)