A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 459: Bitterness calculation

　　The weather in Zhenzong today is a bit gloomy, and the lack of sunlight makes it uncomfortable. The eight mountains around Zhenwuchang were filled with many disciples of the Zhenzong, and they were in a very bad mood at the moment.

　　 In the third test, Song Qingyu was severely injured by Fu Zong's people, and it is very likely that it will even affect Song Qingyu's future foundation.

　　 In the fourth match, Ye Hong surrendered directly. He didn't even have the courage to fight.

　　Fu Zong generously gave the victory to Zhen Zong in the fifth game. Everyone knows that this victory is the biggest insult of Fu Zong to Zhen Zong.

　　 Mu Chenghong walked out slowly, his aura was very strong, like a bright star, igniting the hope of all the Zhenzong disciples. His appearance made the faces of all the Zhenzong disciples happy. Yes, the Zhenzong is not unmanned. There is also Mu Chenghong, the most outstanding disciple of the Zhenzong, Mu Chenghong!

　　"It's Brother Mu!"

　　 "It's great, Brother Mu will play, we will definitely win this one!"

　　 "Brother Mu, teach Fuzong a lot!"

　　All the Zhenzong disciples shouted again, cheering for their brother Mu. Mu Chenghong is their hope, and only Mu Chenghong has the ability to defeat Fu Zong.

　　All the unsuspecting disciples are cheering for Mu Chenghong, but Zhuge Xiaosheng, who knows the inside story, is heartbroken. The excitement of his disciples seemed so ironic in his eyes. Have those disciples ever thought about the outcome of this competition?

　　 Mu Chenghong is from Fu Zong, how could they win the battle! The saddest thing in life is to be sold and still counting money for others.

When the people of 　　 Fuzong saw Mu Chenghong's appearance, they were mocking. They knew that Mu Chenghong had always been on their side. In the past, Mu Chenghong had never lost in the Talisman Competition. That was because Fu Zong deliberately let Mu Chenghong win this competition!

　　Only in this way can Mu Chenghong get the support of everyone in the Zhenzong, and only then will the innate formation masters of the Zhenzong pay more attention to Mu Chenghong, and the people of the Fuzong can also get more internal from Mu Chenghong. news.

　　 But this year is different. The formation sect is doomed to end. They have already negotiated that this year's Mu Chenghong must lose, and he must lose to Fuzong severely, completely destroying the formation sect. hope!

　　The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. If Mu Chenghong loses this year, Fu Zong's people will appear strong and invincible in the hearts of all Zhenzong disciples!

　　 "Mo Ziming, you go up! Mu Chenghong will lose to you." Chang Tiancheng looked at the cheers of the disciples around him and couldn't help but sneered: The more you embrace Mu Chenghong Hope, the more I will blow your confidence!

　　 "Yes! Sovereign." Mo Ziming replied respectfully, then his gaze flickered, and he stood in front of Mu Chenghong.

　　 "Mu Chenghong, don't come here without any problems!"

　　 Mo Ziming sneered at the corner of his mouth, and Mu Chenghong ranked higher than him on the Jixian list, which made him always worry about it. Mo Ziming has always looked down upon Mu Chenghong, even if Mu Chenghong is their undercover Fuzong, but he still looks down upon him. In his opinion, how the identity and status of a Fuzong disciple who has learned the way of formation can be compared to his authentic talisman. Where is the disciple?

　　 "Mo Ziming, how many times did you lose to me?" Mu Chenghong suddenly asked a very strange question.

　　 Mo Ziming tightened his lips. He has always looked down on Mu Chenghong, but so far he has lost to Mu Chenghong seven times in the past ten years according to Chang Tiancheng's requirements. There has never been a real contest between the two of them. It was Mo Ziming who deliberately lost the contest. Although everyone knows this well, the arrogant Mo Ziming is very angry.

　　 "No matter how many times you lose to you, you will lose this year, right?" Mo Ziming said coldly.

　　 "You are right, I hope you can do it lightly." Mu Chenghong sighed. The array of symbols is like a performance, and Mu Chenghong is also the protagonist of this performance.

　　 Mo Ziming gave a weird smile: "I won't be merciful. Sovereign said, only the harder you lose, the harder the disciples of the sect will be hit. You are their hope and belief. , When you fall, the disciples of the sect will be completely defeated. Therefore, Mu Chenghong, don't blame me for making too much of my hand! We all act according to the rules."

　　 Mo Ziming lost to Mu Chenghong for so many years, although he lost deliberately, his heart was finally held back. He has always looked down on these disciples who went out to perform undercover tasks, and today he wants to get back the anger of these years.

　　Eight purple talisman paper surrounded Mo Ziming, and the atmosphere of terror gradually permeated the entire array of martial arts, so domineering and indomitable. This breath enveloped all the disciples of the Formation Sect, which seemed quite heavy.

　　 "Then what formation technique do you want to use this year? Or is it your ridiculous phantom formation?" Mo Ziming knows Mu Chenghong’s details. Mu Chenghong’s most powerful formation technique is phantom formation, and he uses it directly every year The magic array defeated Mo Ziming easily.

　　 Mu Chenghong shook his head: "Since I want to perform and the effect of the performance, I will use Song Qingyu's seven-star thunder just now. You are also familiar with the flaws of this formation, aren't you?"

　　 The formation technique of the Seven-Star Sky Thunder belongs to the Zhongtian Formation Technique. Its flaws, Luo Feilong and Ji Wenkai, have already told the people of Fu Zong, so Jiang Xiangdi will just now easily take Song Qingyu's formation technique Take control in turn.

　　 "Good! Refreshing enough! I hope you won't blame me for starting too hard!"

　　 Mo Ziming smiled, next to me

The eight pieces of purple talisman paper flowed away, and his fingertips moved lightly to transform the mysterious tactics. The purple spiritual power rushed out of the talisman paper and gradually condensed on his chest, forming a purple gossip. Then his figure merged into the gossip.

　　 "No."

　　 Mu Chenghong's face was very calm. With a wave of his hand, the seven innate formation bases surrounded him in an orderly manner. As his fingertips couldn't help intertwining, every innate formation was shining with blue light, and then huge thunderballs rushed out of each innate formation, standing in the sky above Mu Chenghong in the direction of the Big Dipper.

　　 The blue arc kept flashing out, and the Huanghuang Tianwei completely suppressed Mo Ziming's momentum!

　　 "Why does Mu Chenghong use the Seven-Star Sky Thunder this Zhongtian formation technique? Why not use the magic formation he is good at?" Chishui Formation Master asked in surprise.

　　Mu Chenghong's magic array even sighs inferior to their innate array masters. He is not called the real first genius because he is not so famous. The people of Fu Zong couldn't teach Mu Chenghong anything on the formations. Everything was because Mu Chenghong had really learned the essence of formations and applied formations to a superb realm.

　　 Zhuge Xiaosheng was silent. In his opinion, what kind of formation does Mu Chenghong use? The result of this test has long been doomed, and Mu Chenghong will definitely lose to Mo Ziming, making Zhenzong's disciples fearful of Fuzong again.

　　 Mu Chenghong gently pointed his finger, and the first sky thunder had already swiftly slashed towards the direction where Mo Ziming had disappeared. The endless coercion enveloped Mo Ziming and forced Mo Ziming's figure out. Mo Ziming snorted softly, his hands were intertwined with shadows and a huge purple spirit palm stretched out from behind him, unexpectedly grabbing the first sky thunder that had been smashed down!

　　 "Give it back to you!"

　　 Mo Ziming showed a vicious smile at the corner of his mouth, and the purple spirit palm slammed hard, slamming the thunder ball in his hand directly towards Mu Chenghong. Mu Chenghong’s second sky thunder bombarded again, but the first thunderball and the second thunderball disappeared abruptly in the middle of the journey. At the same time, there were dazzling white lights on the martial arts field. It was so dazzling that everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.

　　When they opened their eyes again, Mu Chenghong and Mo Ziming's figures had disappeared in the battlefield. Both of them were very quick. They quickly staggered over the battlefield, disappeared, and staggered again.

　　 The rays of light surging between the formation technique and the rune technique, there are only five of the seven sky thunders in the sky, but they have not been cut again. For a while, it seems that no one has won the control of the sky thunder.

　　 Chang Tiancheng vaguely discovered something wrong, he frowned and asked, "Junior Brother Zhou, have you ever talked to Mu Chenghong? Why did he fight Mo Ziming so inexplicably? There is even a bit of victory?"

　　 Zhou Jinglin bowed his head respectfully and said: "Sect Master, don't worry! Mu Chenghong dare not resist. I have already told him that he must fail this time!"

　　"That's good." Chang Tiancheng was relieved a little, and then he showed a sneered smile, because all the Zhenzong disciples had cheered at this moment!

　　"Senior Brother Mu is able to apply the Zhongtian formation technique to such a high level, and he is even on par with Mo Ziming. It is really amazing!"

　　"Did you find it! Brother Mu obviously has the upper hand!"

　　"Mo Ziming is going to lose! Great! Brother Mu killed Fu Zong's miscellaneous hair!"

　　All the Zhenzong disciples were extremely excited, and Mu Chenghong finally defeated Mo Ziming steadily. It's time to be proud!

　　 But at this moment, the sudden change! A figure fell heavily into the air and hit the ground fiercely, resounding in everyone's hearts like a torn sandbag.

　　All the Zhenzong disciples were stunned, because the one who fell down turned out to be Mu Chenghong who obviously had the upper hand!

　　"Why? Why would Brother Mu be defeated by Mo Ziming?"

　　"How is this possible! Brother Mu clearly had the advantage just now!"

　　 The disciple of the Formation Sect was already half-hearted, never expected that Fu Zong's Mo Ziming would still defeat Mu Chenghong! All the innate formation masters who didn't know the truth stood up abruptly, looking anxiously at Mu Chenghong who was struggling to get up from the ground, very anxious!

　　 "Sect Master, Mu Chenghong is in danger!" Chishui Formation Master said eagerly.

　　 Zhuge Xiaosheng looked cold, he snorted heavily, and said: "This is the rule, we can't interfere!"

　　 He was anxious that Mo Ziming would kill Mu Chenghong, but he understood that this was just a bitter ploy performed by Fu Zong, and where Mu Chenghong would suffer any substantial harm, everything was just that they were directing and performing themselves.

　　 "I gave you the thunder this day!"

　　 Mo Ziming waved his hand, and the third sky thunder blasted down, sending Mu Chenghong out! Mu Chenghong fell on the edge of the battlefield again, but just like Jiang Xiangdi against Song Qingyu~IndoMTL.com~Mo Ziming kicked Mu Chenghong back into the battlefield.

　　 "There are four sky thunders!" Mo Ziming's expression became very calm, and the domineering sky thunder blasted down again!

　　"Brother Mu, run away!"

　　 "No!"

　　All the Zhenzong disciples shouted desperately. Mu Chenghong's left body had been scorched to black, his eyes were terrified, and he was still covering his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 In the horrified eyes of all Zhenzong disciples, Mu Chenghong was once again struck by the sky thunder, and this time, the sky thunder hit Mu Chenghong's right arm, directly exploding his right arm into flesh and blood. I have fallen on the battlefield, Jiao

The black palm is still shaking slightly!

　　"What?"

　　 Zhuge Xiaosheng frowned, but Mo Ziming blew Mu Chenghong's arm into the air? This means that Mu Chenghong will become a handicapped person. Will he spend such a huge price in order to perform a bitter trick? Is it that Mu Chenghong is so worthless in the eyes of their Fu Zong people?

　　 He didn't feel sad for Mu Chenghong, but he was still faintly worried. Because if the people of Fu Zong really intend to abandon Mu Chenghong, who is going to give Fengmu the battle without Mu Chenghong? How can Fengmu activate the array to protect the array?

　　 "No! This scene is over-acted!" Zhuge Xiaosheng started filming the scene. Although he was willing to watch this ridiculously bitter scene, Mu Chenghong must not have an accident now!