Heavenly God Mnemonic

After Yang Qingxuan's words were finished, the whole hall was quiet.

Zhuang Quan didn't sneer again, but looked solemn and stared at the surroundings vigilantly, as if being moved by Yang Qingxuan.

Ye Wusha also condensed his eyes slightly, and a little bit of cold star flashed on the scimitar.

A sigh came from the void, "I always look up to you, but I still look down on you unexpectedly."

A little fluorescent light suddenly appeared where the sound came from, and in a trance, a man's figure appeared, his whole body made of light, and his true body was constantly revealed.

Zhuang Quan's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

That real body slowly solidified, his gray-clothed mysterious robe, and his face calm, it was Mo Ting.

"Master Mo Ting!" The ferryman disciples were pleasantly surprised.

Mo Ting smiled faintly at everyone, then gave Yang Qingxuan a deep look, and said, "I didn't find the wrong person."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "I found the right one and found the wrong one again. The fault is that I exposed you."

Mo Ting said, "I will show up sooner or later, it's just a matter of time."

Zhuang Quan gritted his teeth and said: "I really hope you never come out, and it's so good to pretend to be dead from beginning to end. It's embarrassing now. Now that we have met, we will have to fight."

Mo Ting smiled bitterly: "I don't want to come out either, but Yang Qingxuan is all about it. How can I have such a thick skin?"

Zhuang Quan said: "Thick-skinned people can live, but thin-skinned people often have short lives."

Mo Ting sneered at each other and smiled: "Master Ye Sheng's words are childish. You and I are all here, so how can there be real life and death? And everyone is the pinnacle of heaven. Under World War I, there will be no result."

"Ye Sheng? The dark night left Ye Sheng!"

Everyone was shocked. Although they guessed that this person was a high-level person in Yunxiu Palace, his identity was revealed by Mo Ting, which shocked everyone.

Ye Wucha snorted, and said hoarsely: "Brother Mo Ting, tell you one thing. I have gathered the entire Tuye high-level now and stand by at any time. As long as Brother Mo Ting doesn't give face and dare to take action, I will immediately He gave an order to use all the power of Tuye to eliminate the 36 strongholds of the ferryman in the Black Sea. Brother Mo Ting felt that with the power of the ferryman, how long can he resist? Ten days? Half a month?"

Mo Ting sneered, "How come Brother Wusha is as naive as Brother Ye Sheng? If you Tu Ye had been under the supervision of Yunxiu Palace long ago, if you were all dispatched, I am afraid that Yunxiu would have been caught by Yunxiu before arriving at the ferryman's stronghold. The palace is destroyed. If you don’t believe it, Brother Wusha can try it. Don’t think that Brother Ye Sheng can control the power of Yunxiu Palace. You must know that under the will of the Black Sea, everything will be crushed to ashes."

"You...!" Ye Wusha was furious, and said coldly: "Brother Mo Ting, don't underestimate my determination. For the things in the White Tiger's palace, I can press the whole Tuye and let him be buried. Can you too?"

Mo Ting said coldly: "Since Brother Wusha is persistent, there is nothing to say. The last time I went to find Brother Wusha, the round was not over yet, so I can just continue."

"Okay! Last time I made you a speculation and won a half move, this time it depends on how you die!" Ye Wusha shook in place and disappeared.

Mo Ting gave a chuckle, which also turned into a ball of light, which would disperse in a flash.

Everyone was shocked. From the conversation between the two of them, they learned that they had used their hands before, and Ye Wusha had lost half of the move.

In the entire Black Sea, Ye Wusha's reputation is second only to Yehou's existence, while Mo Ting is much more low-key, and his reputation is not obvious. Unexpectedly, the strength is still above Ye Wusha.

With the disappearance of the two, Wulong and Qingluan, which were frozen in the sky by the ice formation, suddenly shattered and all turned into ice and evaporated.

At one end of the dome, the divine brilliance flashed, Mo Ting appeared, his hands kept pinching the tactics, and the five rounds of light appeared in front of him.

But Ye Wusha's figure flashed out, and the scimitar cut the sky off with a cut, the blade was directly inserted into the light wheel, and a strong black air radiated out, pressing on the light.

Mo Ting flicked his hands to disperse the light wheel, letting the scimitar slash on his body, but only split the afterimage. The real body had already appeared behind Ye Wusha. He gave a soft drink and patted several palms. Penetrate Ye Wusha's body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A light mark exploded in the air.

Ye Wusha's figure flickered, turned into black smoke and dispersed, and soon condensed in the distance again.

The two of them happened to be one light and one dark, one light and one shadow, at a standstill.

"Kill! Killed all, not one left!"

Zhuang Quan raised his hand, directed the people in Yunxiu Palace under his control, and pointed forward.

Yang Qingxuan said loudly: "Don't be afraid, we have an overwhelming advantage, and we will definitely win." Seeing everyone's guilty conscience and signs of retreat, he hurriedly boosted morale.

Everyone immediately understood that the hall was locked up and everyone was in the same boat. If the ship capsizes, no one can survive. Immediately, his heart shook, and he rushed forward and slashed with the disciple of Yunxiu Palace.

Zhuang Quan's face was gloomy, and when his figure shook, he stepped forward and strode forward. With a claw in his hand, he inserted five fingers into the vest of a warrior, and the air of the night poured into it, directly blackening the warrior, turning it into a puppet, and raising the knife to slash at his own person.

Yang Qingxuan's heart jumped, and he shouted in a deep voice: "All the heavenly powers will take action with me, slay Ye Sheng, and be careful of his dark night power!"

As he said, he rushed up first, and the six suns palmed up, the radiance was like a wheel, and he slashed with great momentum, "Boom!--"

Without changing his face, Zhuang Quan raised his hand, pointed at the mountains and rivers, and countless black qi gathered into a line, shuttled past, and penetrated the palm of the six suns. The power of the fingers turned into a black line, without losing power, and shot past Yang Qingxuan's chest.

Lei Jun, Yuan Kui, Lu Buran, Mo Nansheng, Liu Yihuai and others all shot at the same time, attacking Zhuang Quan from different directions.

"Huh, a bunch of ants!"

Zhuang Quan shot out abruptly, the air exploded like a curtain of beads, and the domineering vigor swept everything. The space was like a weapon in his hand, under the agitation, all five people were suppressed.

"Bang! Bang!—"

With a series of sounds of trampling on the ground, all five of them desperately backed away, resisting the blow, stepping on the ground and space violently, and barely supported it.

Zhuang Quan frowned, seeming a little surprised. He glanced at the five people and sneered: "The bigger ant is still the ant." His fist changed, his five fingers spread out, and countless runes lingered around the palm of his hand before hitting. To the Quartet.

"Boom boom!"

All five of them trembled tremendously, as if they had thousands of palms hitting their bodies, each of them shook up blood and vomiting blood.

Not only the five people, but the powerful celestial powers who rushed up together were all shocked and frightened.

Zhuang Quan's face was cold, and he was about to attack another killer. Suddenly, his body was stagnant, and his heart beat inexplicably. When he raised his head, he saw three feet away, a beam of fire exploded, transforming Yang Qingxuan's figure, fluttering with one move. Miaomiao, the solemn and mighty dragon fist, hit it straight down!

//It's about 1 o'clock in the next chapter.