Jian Wumei thinks that his strength and talent have surpassed Zhang Mofan, and he has no idea of going out to compete for the first place in points, this Zhang Mofan, how can he be?

In his opinion, it is very reluctant for them to be able to enter the top ten in points, after all, there are still many martial artists who are stronger than them.

What's more, with the strength they have shown, even if they are not too high in the standings, they will be valued by the Holy Palace in the future.

Of course, just because he didn't have this idea doesn't mean that others didn't have it.

Zhang Mofan was born and wanted to compete for the first place in this point.

It's just that no matter what he thinks, it's hard to figure out how Zhang Mofan wants to fight.

Seeing that there is already half an hour left in the countdown to the trial, there is not much time left for Zhang Mofan.

"I advise you, it's better to keep to yourself. ”

Jian Wumei looked at Zhang Mofan, reminded him again, and said: "That Lei Wu, I'm afraid you don't know his identity, he is the son of the lord of the Thunder Mansion in the Purple Liang Sacred Domain, his status is extremely noble, he is not something you can offend, don't say that you can't kill him, even if you can kill him, you can't do it." ”

He really kindly reminded Zhang Mofan that he didn't want Zhang Mofan to go astray.

"This Zhang Mofan is indeed a little ridiculous. ”

"Although Lei Wu's approach is domineering, he wants to compete for 500,000 points, but he has the strength and qualifications. ”

Many warriors shook their heads.

They can resist Lei Wu, but it is impossible to stop Lei Wu.

Zhang Mofan looked at Jian Wumei and said, "You said so much nonsense, don't you plan to get out of the way?"

He knows what the other party said.

He had already offended Lei Wu, and he didn't care about offending again.

What he wants most now is to kill the Flying Black Tiger King and get 100,000 personal points first.

Jian Wumei was completely angered by Zhang Mofan's words, and he kindly persuaded him, since the other party was so obsessed, since this was the case, he wanted Zhang Mofan to see his true strength.

"What can you do if you don't get out of the way? My subordinates are defeated, and if you have the ability, you will wash away your humiliation. ”

Jian Wumei sneered.

I have to say that Jian Wumei is very conceited, and only Jian Ji is the most holy, so conceited.

I really thought that I had defeated Zhang Mofan, so I thought that I was stronger than Zhang Mofan.

The corners of Zhang Mofan's mouth lifted an arc, and said with a smile: "Wash away the humiliation?"

As he spoke, he jumped and rushed directly to Jian Wumei's side, and a golden essence sword had already condensed into his palm.

This is the big sword of the Eastern Emperor Fighting Spirit, at this moment, he is like a real fighting soul possessed, in his mind, there seem to be many swordsmanship of the Eastern Emperor gods, directly against Jian Wumei with a sword slash away.

This sword truly integrates the power of fighting spirits and martial arts, and in the swordsmanship, it integrates the swordsmanship of the gods.

This sword light is not sharp, not sharp, mighty, ordinary, ordinary, but like a god, in the sword light, there is no trace.

This is the sword of the Eastern Emperor, which was not launched by Zhang Mofan himself, but by Zhang Mofan with the help of the Eastern Emperor Spirit.

Under the sword, all the conspiracies and tricks were disintegrated, like a god descending on the mortal world, and all things were surrendered.

This sword completely surpassed the Holy Dao.

At the moment when the sword light appeared, it was as bright as a meteor, cutting through the sky, and it was fleeting, so that no one present could react.

Bang!

After the sword light, Jian Wumei's whole person was stunned in place, with a bloody mark on her face, and finally directly turned into energy shattering, leaving behind a boulder with 10,000 points.

Zhang Mofan didn't hesitate at all, as if what he had just done was no longer ordinary, and he rushed directly towards Lei Wu.

And just when he rushed towards Lei Wu, countless people were shocked, and they were amazed by his sword, which was simply not something that ordinary people could use.

Especially Zhou Kaitian of the Blue Fang camp, who thinks that he is a genius with superb swordsmanship, is now also promoted to the middle stage of Mu Xuan, and he is also playing the drum in his heart, he is very capable of taking over Zhang Mofan's sword.

"Gollum!"

When Li Kuang saw this scene, he also swallowed his saliva and said, "Is this Brother Zhang's real strength? Why is it so strong? He actually killed Jian Wumei in one move? This is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

You must know that Zhang Mofan was defeated by Jian Wumei, although the realm of the two is already on the same starting line, but Zhang Mofan can't be so strong that he can directly kill Jian Wumei in seconds, right?

"One move, a simple move, the demon sword Wumei of the god fighting soul was defeated like this, that sword Wumei, but it is called the demon of the Holy Land of the Middle Zhou Dynasty over the years. ”

"The sword is not a plum demon, and Zhang Mofan is even more demonic. ”

Many warriors around were amazed when they saw this scene.

Zhang Mofan naturally didn't know that the sword he had just now had shocked many geniuses.

He had already rushed in front of the Flying Black Tiger King, and the long sword in his hand was directly swung out, wanting to kill the Flying Black Tiger King.

"Look for death!"

Lei Wu shouted angrily, and the halberd slammed on the Eastern Emperor's sword, directly knocking Zhang Mofan out.

No matter how clever Zhang Mofan's swordsmanship is, he is still a little powerless in the face of absolute power.

Zhang Mofan really knows that his current strength is not Lei Hu's opponent.

Lei Wu frowned, looked at the substantial big sword in Zhang Mofan's hand, and couldn't help frowning: "What kind of sword is your big sword? It doesn't look like a Xuanbao." ”

Although his halberd provoked Zhang Mofan's attack, he felt that Zhang Mofan's was unusual, and ordinary Muxuan peak martial artists might not be able to hit such an attack.

"Kill your sword!"

Zhang Mofan held the Donghuang Sword tightly in his hand, and felt that the Xuan Qi in his body was also passing wildly.

Xiao Lengyu said coldly: "I'll hold him back, you took the 100,000 points, no matter what, you can't let him win 500,000 points." ”

If Lei Wu really gets 500,000 points alone, it will be equivalent to slapping all the martial artists in the face.

Even if Lei Wu's first lock is locked, he can't let him get 500,000 points.

Zhang Mofan nodded and said, "Okay!"

After the two discussed, they immediately started to act, Xiao Lengyu resisted Lei Wu, and Zhang Mofan went to kill the Flying Black Tiger King.

Now, the Flying Black Tiger King has been seriously injured, as long as Zhang Mofan finds points, he will definitely be able to kill him.

Many martial artists, seeing the scene of the high-altitude battle, also stopped, and stopped killing the Integral Yuan Beast.

Whether Zhang Mofan can kill the Flying Black Tiger King or not is related to their glory, and they don't want Lei Wu to get 500,000 points.

A camp that competes for 500,000 points will determine the victory of the camp, and if Lei Wu wants to get 500,000 points, he does not take all the martial artists of the Zhou Tian List in his eyes.

(End of chapter)