Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 500: Nine You List (2)

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Want to fight against Mo Wentian?

I'm afraid this Youlong doesn't know how terrifying Mo Wentian is!

"I think I am..."

Mo Wentian smiled faintly and continued to walk towards the central altar.

"Number Seven!"

Randomly touched a small ball and a number appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

"I am the 13th!"

"I am the 27th!"

……

Noisy sounds came from one after another. On the ring, a hundred people were drawn!

Mo Wentian's first opponent has also appeared.

A disciple in the realm of false gods in the Huangyuan!

"The ring battle, start!"

As You Xi's voice sounded, the next moment, two figures...

Appeared on the ring.

These two people, one is a disciple of Xuanyuan, the other is...

The disciple of the courtyard!

"The disciple Zhang Meng in Xiaxuanyuan, please enlighten me!"

Xuanyuan disciple, bowed slightly.

"Meng Zhang!"

The disciple in the courtyard, with a touch of disdain in his eyes.

Zhang Meng in front of him, his cultivation is also a false god.

Compared to the disciples in the courtyard, Zhang Meng’s cultivation base...

Slightly worse!

"Go down..."

The disciple in the courtyard, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand immediately shot.

"Brother Zhang Meng..."

"Brother Zhang Meng..."

……

In the Xuanyuan, a series of exclamations came.

Above the ring, the disciple in the courtyard, unexpectedly attacked, this is simply shameless!

"Nine Nether Profound Sword!"

"Buzzing..."

Sword intent unfolded, and Zhang Meng, who was caught off guard, finally stabilized.

The disciple in the courtyard opposite, frowned deeply.

Secretly attacked, plus the cultivation base is higher than Zhang Meng...

But he didn't even take Zhang Meng in one fell swoop.

This has already shown that Zhang Meng is better than him!

"Boss, who do you think will win?"

Little Jiao stretched out his head and asked curiously.

"Zhang Meng's cultivation base is lower than the opponent, but Zhang Meng's foundation is obviously much stronger than the opponent, and Zhang Meng's sword intent is a bit stronger, so..."

"Meng Zhang will win!"

A light glance at the ring, Mo Wentian said with a smile.

"Meng Zhang will win!"

When the disciples of Xuanyuan heard this, they all saw...

It lit up instantly.

"Mo Wentian, he really thinks he is an adult in the palace, he said whoever wins will win, then this Jiuyou battle is not allowed to continue, let him make it!"

"Yes, let him say!"

"Hahaha..."

……

Laughter bursts of laughter came from the courtyard.

Not only Diyuan, but the disciples of Tianyuan also looked at Mo Wentian mockingly, only not far away...

That cold and arrogant figure looked at Mo Wentian more!

"This kid, good eyesight!"

Jiu Chong, can't help but sigh, Mo Wentian is right, this fight...

Zhang Meng will win!

"Senior Brother Jiuchong, what is this? The battle of the ring is ever-changing in an instant. Although Zhang Meng has a firmer foundation, his opponent's cultivation base is stronger..."

"Who wins and loses, maybe!"

You Xi, her eyes flickered slightly.

"Maybe?"

A faint smile appeared in Jiuchong's eyes.

"Just look at it!"

A faint voice sounded, and You Xi, who was about to say something, opened her mouth.

In the end, nothing was said, but his eyes fell on the ring again.

She has never seen her before, Jiuchong attaches such importance to a sword emperor!

"Jiuyou Killing Sword!"

"锵……"

At this moment, there was another collision on the ring.

But the next moment, the body of the disciple in the underground courtyard suddenly flew out, and he saw the disciple in the underground courtyard fly out.

Zhang Meng did not continue pursuing, but stood still...

Gather your strength to make a full sword again!

"Xuanjian kill!"

"Touch!"

A dull collision sound came, and the disciples of the courtyard flew out.

Zhang Meng stood on the ring, although his face was a little pale, he was already...

Successfully entered the top 50!

"Brother Zhang Meng won..."

"Meng Zhang, Meng Zhang!"

……

A series of exclamations came, and the disciples of Xuanyuan instantly boiled.

In the courtyard, a group of people looked ugly!

"Really won!"

You Xi, a ray of light flashes in her eyes.

"Xuanyuan..."

"Good luck!"

Youlong, his eyes are extremely cold.

"Xuanyuan disciple Zhang Meng won the first round of the ring, and then please, the disciple who got the second pick will go to the stage!"

You Xi's cold voice sounded again, the next moment...

Two figures fell into the ring once again.

In the second arena, all disciples of the Huangyuan.

The two played against each other, it was very exciting, and finally they faced each other with a sword to tell the victory or defeat.

The third ring battle is the battle between the disciples of Huangyuan and Tianyuan...

The fourth ring battle...

……

The ring battle continues until the sixth ring battle, Mo Wentian’s eyes...

Just opened it again!

"In the sixth ring battle, Youlong vs. Huangyuan disciple Zhang Miao!"

You Xi's voice came, and Youlong's figure fell on the ring.

The next moment, in the yellow courtyard, a figure appeared on the ring.

"I recognize..."

"Get down!"

"Touch!"

A violent collision came, and the Huangyuan disciple on the opposite side was just about to admit defeat.

But he didn't say anything yet, he was directly shot by Youlong with a sword.

"Zhang Temple..."

"Damn it, Senior Brother Zhang Miao has already given up, but You Long actually made a move!"

"Youlong, deceive people too much!"

……

An angry voice came, and Zhang Miao flew out of the ring directly above the ring.

The corners of the mouth are full of blood, and the whole person is wilting.

"Boss, this dragon..."

"What a powerful method!"

Xiao Jiao stretched out his head, his eyes flickered with fierce light, and the battle between the Nine Nethers was nothing more than a struggle, and the difference in strength was a killer!

This is indeed, a bit too much!

"Strong..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a faint light of coldness passed by, Youlong...

This is for him to see!

He wants to tell everyone, Tianyuan, no one can provoke!

"The sixth ring battle, Youlong wins!"

"The seventh disciple enters the ring!"

"Boss, I called you!"

Xiao Jiao's voice came, and Mo Wentian paused slightly.

Immediately, his body leaped and fell on the ring. Opposite Mo Wentian, there was a figure...

Standing here long ago!

"Brother Mo, I give up!"

Mo Wentian hasn't shot yet, and the other party directly admits defeat.

This person's cultivation is in the realm of the pseudo-god, which is even worse than the original Qi Zong. This person is naturally...

Don't dare to fight with Mo Wentian!

"Wow..."

"Brother Mo won!"

"The other party directly conceded..."

……

There were a series of exclamations, and the disciples of Xuanyuan looked excited.

In the courtyard, You Long's eyes became gloomy again.

"This..."

"Over?"

Mo Wentian paused slightly, then shook his head, and flew off the ring.

"The seventh ring battle, Mo Wentian won, please invite the disciples of the eighth ring..." You Xi's voice came again, and Mo Wentian returned to the Xuanyuan disciples.