God-slaughtering King

The thirteen princesses bombarded wildly, and all the moves they could use were played out. They dissipated in less than a moment, and they couldn't even connect with Jinmo Wuke. A vacuum belt was formed within ten meters of the other party, and their attack would collapse and explode if they were closer.

From beginning to end, Mo Wuke fought with one hand, with a natural and unrestrained body and no pressure.

Shaoqing, the thirteen princesses were not killing, and silently shook their heads.

Mo Wuke's realm is too much higher than her, and her combat power is extremely terrible. Bingdi Lotus can't resist each other's palms.

"I lost!"

The thirteen princess looked at Mo Wuke and said coldly.

"Accept!"

Mo Wuke nodded slightly, and the king's arrogance exposed all sides. He complimented: "sister Wanru's realm is slightly lower, and it's normal to lose to me!"

Shaoqing, Mo Wuke's mind turned and said in a deep voice: "sister Wanru, in another three months, I will inherit the position of the less patriarch of Fangcun mountain. All the top forces on the coast of the northwest will come to watch the ceremony. If sister Wanru can come, I will be kind!"

Mo Wuke looked arrogant and wanted to let the thirteen princesses come to watch the ceremony.

In fact, he was not interested in the position of little patriarch and did not intend to inherit it. However, in order to get the heart of the thirteen princesses, he needed Fang cunshan as a backing. Only in this way can he be worthy of each other.

The thirteen princess was silent for a moment and said, "thank you for your kindness! But I won't stay on the northwest coast for too long. I'll leave here in half a month at most. I can't go to watch the ceremony. I hope Haihan!"

The thirteen Princess spoke softly and shirked Mo Wuke's request.

"Is that so?"

Mo Wuke picked his eyebrows and said with a light smile, "sister Wanru is going to the dreamland world. Wu Nian knows it well..."

Mo Wuke was unwilling and still tangled up, but he was forcibly interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Don't worry! I'm not going to the magic sea world."

The thirteen Princess frowned slightly and directly blocked her subsequent words.

On hearing this, Mo Wuke's eyes flashed a fierce look. This woman didn't appreciate it. She had such a hot face and cold ass, but the other party was always as cold as an iceberg and refused to be thousands of miles away.

"Ha ha! I'm rude."

Mo Wuke took a deep breath and said angrily.

For a moment, after swallowing some of the rosefinch power of the thirteen princesses, his rosefinch virtual shadow had reached 190 meters!

The thirteen Princess stepped on the ice lotus and came to the viewing place. Mo Wuke still stayed in the martial arts platform.

Looking up at the 190 meter rosefinch shadow above his head, Mo Wuke is hungry and thirsty. If he swallows the rosefinch power of Nanmen maple, he will certainly be able to break through the height of 200 meters and make the Fengmo mausoleum reborn.

Mo Wuke's breath was a little short, and his eyes looked greedily at Nanmen maple.

"Nanmen Feng, what are you waiting for?"

Mo Wuke roared loudly. He couldn't wait. Only by defeating Nanmen maple and swallowing rosefinch's divine power, could Feng Mo Ling be born.

If you want to become stronger, this is the best opportunity. You can't miss it.

At the viewing platform, the maple at the South Gate grew up, with its eyes full of startling lights and the startling dragons flashing freely.

"Nanmen maple, don't be brave. The second place in Shanhe record is enough to shock the whole Chiyang!"

Eight elders came forward and told him that although Nanmen Feng was not weak, he had no chance of winning against Mo Wuke.

"Indeed! Zirui, everything is based on life. If you can't fight, give up quickly."

Duan Xiwen followed and said cautiously.

Hearing this, Nanmen Feng smiled and said, "master, don't worry. I have a sense of propriety."

When the words fell, the maple at the South Gate jumped with great effort, like an electric shock, and suddenly landed in the martial arts platform.

"Nanmen maple, you can get the second place by participating in the competition of mountain and river records for the first time. You are proud!"

Mo Wuke looked at each other indifferently and domineered.

"You're right!"

Nanmen Feng nodded, turned the front and said fiercely, "but I want to feel the throne of the uncrowned king, what on earth!"

Nanmen Maple did not hide. He felt that the throne of the uncrowned king was obviously to defeat Mo Wuke and replace him.

"Huh?"

Mo Wuke was stunned on the spot, then lost his smile and said, "good courage, but in the situation of losing, why struggle to death!"

"Must lose? The battle has not yet begun, and the victory or defeat is unknown!"

The maple in the South Gate smiled and his whole body was burning with war.

As soon as this remark came out, the onlookers sucked the air conditioner and their eyes were full of incredible color.

"Nanmen maple is so confident and fearless. Shouldn't he still have a strong card?"

"I don't know! This boy is too evil. His combat power is strong when he is strong. He can't see the end."

……

The noisy controversy sounded, and the people of major forces were shocked and inexplicable, and even had the color of expectation.

Nanmen maple is confident and too abnormal, which makes them subconsciously suspicious.

If nanmenfeng still has his cards unused, he may really compete with Mo Wuke.

But it is only limited to this. It is wishful thinking to defeat Mo Wuke.

Inside the fighting platform.

"Win or lose unknown?"

Mo Wuke frowned and said gloomily, "in that case, let me see where your confidence comes from."

In the words, Mo Wuke launched a direct attack.

"The great famine imprisoned heaven's palm; the three famine cut the sky!"

Mo Wuke shot it with one hand. His majestic palm power was like an ancient sacred mountain. His palm power was powerful and overbearing, cut through the sky and appeared in front of Nanmen maple in an instant.

The palm is extremely fierce, the palm strength flies, the void collapses and cracks up to hundreds of meters, and the terrifying power is sweeping across the world.

Nanmen Feng's eyes are round. The strength of the other party is really invincible under the age of 30. You can kill ordinary Dongtian seven experts with a wave.

The onlookers were silent and did not dare to breathe. They all looked at the young man in white.

Nanmen maple, can you resist this palm?

The hidden fog in the thirteen princess's eyes gradually faded, and her exquisite eyes were locked down. She had fought against both of them, so she had a rough estimate of their combat power. Nanmen Maple could fight with Mo Wuke for a moment, but it was inevitable to lose to each other.

"A bloodless weapon!"

The fighting power of the maple in the south gate is fully open, and the nine ape fighting pills are madly urged. The endless power of the cave is filled with the soul breaking sabre, and the sabre intention is flying all over the body. The first-order peak Sabre intention has never been reserved.

In addition, there is a light red light rising from its body surface, the wolf of Qi and blood appears in the air, his eyes are scarlet staring at the front, and his fangs and sharp teeth are ready to go.

The blade ran across the world and passed away like thunder. It immediately fell on Mo Wuke's palm strength.

Like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, it was deafening. The raging afterpower swept the whole martial arts platform. Nanmen Feng and Mo Wuke were covered with smoke and dust.

The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.

A white light flied out until hundreds of meters away.

The onlookers looked around and sure enough, this person was Nanmen Maple!

Now, Nanmen Maple's face is a little pale, and Mo Wuke's palm strength is too burst. Although he has successfully resisted it, his internal organs are violently tumbling and turbulent.

Fortunately, the cultivation of forging body divine formula reached the third level, otherwise this palm alone would be enough to make him lose his ability to move.

"Nanmen Feng, where's your confidence?"

Mo Wuke stood in the wind, smiled lightly and said sarcastically, "the victory and defeat have been divided. The gap between you and me is like a towering gap, which can never be made up."

Then Mo Wuke looked at the thirteen princesses, and his mouth showed a trace of satisfaction.

Both incarnations can exert 60% of their own combat power, and their power can not be underestimated.

At the viewing platform, Li juechen looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but bow his head and meditate. No matter how he looked at it, the incarnation of Nanmen Maple was very similar to his "Jiuyou illusion".

But there is a big difference. His illusion can condense 15 illusions, but Nanmen Maple only condenses two.

Inside the fighting platform.

Mo Wuke lost his smile and looked at the three Nanmen maple in front of him with a mocking face.

"It's just a phantom. It's vulnerable. What's the use of even more?"

Mo Wuke doesn't pay attention to it at all.

"The great famine prisoners the palm of heaven; six wastelands cross the sky!"

"Broken!"

Mo Wudang waved his palm and came out. The palm was mighty and powerful, sweeping and attacking the three Nanmen maples.

This palm is more ferocious than the previous one. Even the eight experts in Dongtian have to avoid the edge for the time being.

The onlookers all shook their heads and sighed. Facing this move, Nanmen Maple seems to have no chance of winning

Either died on the spot or was seriously injured and unconscious. In short, Mo Wuke will win.

Shaoqing, three extremely cold blades finally hit the mighty palm strength.

The sound of banging and roaring continued, and the three swords broke one after another. The powerful palm power collapsed in the air, and the remaining power spread like a sea and a tide.

The three South Gate maples shook violently and flew back tens of meters, leaving several long scratches on the ground.

"What?"

"Nanmen Maple broke this palm. It's really powerful!"

"I can't believe these three Nanmen maples are all real!"

"It's really a card. This boy can hide himself!"

……

At the viewing platform, the rustle of discussion fluctuated. This scene in the venue was too scary for anyone to think of such a situation.

Of course, the power of xuanxu realm can not be included. Their perception is so powerful. When Nanmen Maple just performed the three body formula, he saw the mystery.

However, they were still surprised that Nanmen Maple could break Mo Wuke's palm.

At the moment, the combat power of Nanmen Maple has increased several times, which is by no means comparable to Xie Kui, Nie Tian, Li juechen and others.

Thirteen Gongyu's lips are slightly open, and she looks a little stunned. She didn't expect that Nanmen Maple still has reservations. It seems that she has lost well!

At the gathering place of Xianyue sect, eight elders, Duan elders and law enforcement elders all swallowed their saliva. Many true disciples were stunned and couldn't return to their senses for a long time.

The ferocity of Nanmen Maple frightened them completely.

Indeed, in this competition, Nanmen maple is still in absolute weakness, but it only flew backward less than 100 meters! Does it not represent the combat power of Nanmen maple, which is no more powerful than Mo Wuke.

The eight elders and Duan Xiwen looked excited. If they had no confidence in Nanmen Maple before the war, but now Nanmen Maple can go upstream and show amazing combat power, which can't help but let them see a glimmer of hope.

Nanmen Feng fought hard from an unknown pawn to the final. As his master and elder, of course, he wanted to see Nanmen Feng win over Mo Wuke and ascend the throne of the uncrowned king.

Even they can predict how broad the future of xianyuezong will be. As long as there is Nanmen maple, it will certainly be able to carry forward the zongmen in less than ten years.