Xiao Ding got on and walked up to the fighting stage step by step with heavy steps. Eight feet ahead of him, a middle-aged man in a yellow martial artist robe could feel a heavy breath coming towards him just when he stood there.

However, there was a hint of violence in this breath, which was obviously the result of another pill.

"Grandfighter? I can't wait!"

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Ding murmured to himself, but his expression did not change at all, and he was calm.

As a breeze blew through the dust on the ground, the man in yellow stepped heavily under his feet, shattering the stone slabs on the ground, and rushed straight away.

At this speed, the distance between eight zhang was only a few breaths. Before he even got close, Xiao Ding felt a strong wind coming, and even breathing was a little difficult.

"Haha, it seems that the ending is decided!"

On the side of the railing of the high platform, Ge Ye stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a faint smile.

Na Ran said nothing, and quietly looked at the man in white under the fighting stage with one hand against her snow-white chin. She vaguely felt that the man in white would definitely take action again and deal with the enemy in a way she didn't know at all.

"Huh, finally no more trouble!" Mo Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, very pleased by Mo Ya's means of doing his best to come up.

His eyes swept across the people of the Motien Mercenary Group, and a killing intention flashed in his eyes. If it weren't for the damn powerful Dou King who had never appeared, how could he have been so troublesome and troublesome?

Invite Nalan Yanran to the scene, but there is still a very likely way to expose something. You must be careful every step you take to ensure that you can get the blue eyes and three flower pupils.

However... took a deep breath, and his eyes moved back to the battlefield again. Suddenly, Mo Cheng rushed to the side of the railing with his eyes fixed on everything in the field.

"Die! Haha"

Half a foot away, Mo Ya grinned a cold smile on his face, his huge fist clenched suddenly, and the yellow fighting spirit on it condensed wildly. In an instant, it turned out to be a energy-generating fist glove. The sharp barbs pierced the air, and the fierce wind blew out the ground, slashing narrow and long ravines.

Just as the fist was approaching, the man in yellow suddenly stopped moving. At this moment, Xiao Ding's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened his angrily, and his hands were kept behind him. At the same time, the blue fighting spirit turned his arm into a wood color.

"The wood is crazy!"

With a low shout, the thick fist as thick as wood hit Mo Ya's chest hard.

"Puff!"

After being hit hard, Mo Ya did not seem to feel any pain, and his expression on his face did not change at all. He just blew out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards. He drew about ten feet away before he hit the stone wall on the edge of the martial arts arena.

"It's exactly the same as before! Could it be that someone really intervened?" Ge Ye, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed his expression. He was originally very sure that no strong man had intervened, but judging from the two identical changes, it must be that some strong man had intervened in this matter.

Otherwise, how could a nine-star fighter defeat a great fighter?

When Ge Ye's thought of this, his face was slightly dark. They were invited by Mo Cheng to dominate the fairness of this battle and avoid anyone making trouble behind the scenes.

Now someone will secretly destroy the fairness of this battle in front of him, which is tantamount to a slap in the face.

However, he was not in a hurry to speak out. This battle was nothing to him. On the contrary, Mo Cheng has been a little too arrogant over the years. Some elders in the Yunlan Sect also complained about Mo Cheng, and they used other people's hands to suppress it slightly to make the former restrain themselves.

"Damn it, it's the case again. Could it be that the powerful Dou King attacked secretly?" Mo Cheng had a gloomy face and stared at the group of cheering members of the Motitani mercenary group beside the martial arts fighting platform.

But if the powerful Dou King took action secretly, he would definitely notice it at the moment of his attack, and during this period, he did not notice any strange aura.

"Haha, we have won two games in three games. The result of this battle is obvious. Elder Mo Cheng, do you think so..."

On the slightly quiet martial arts stage, a faint voice suddenly sounded out of place. A man wearing a white dress and a masked man strangely flew to the center of the martial arts stage. The green-faced and fanged mask seemed very strange in such an occasion.

Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye were slightly surprised. They had noticed the man in white and knew very well that the man in white was not simple.

"You are also from the Motien Mercenary Group? Why should you hide your head and tail?" He glanced at the man in white below with cold eyes, and then looked at him carefully. However, he could not see any name on the man in white, as if he was looking at an ordinary person. This made him slightly startled, and a thought flashed through him, "Can he be the mysterious King of Fighting?"

"Yes or no, isn't it obvious? Elder Mo Cheng, you haven't seemed to have answered me yet?" The voice coming from under the mask was young and calm, and it did not change because of Mo Cheng's expression that wanted to devour people.

"Haha, you are the strong Dou King, why do you have to do this?" Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his dry palm slowly poked out his sleeves, curling slightly. The violent fire-attribute Dou Qi condensed in his palm, emitting a deep red light, and the printing of the palm was slightly strange.

Although it was just a tentative statement, it was almost certain that the man in white who seemed young must be a powerful man in the fighting king.

Listening to Mo Cheng's words with some cold murderous intent, the man in white shook his head slightly and took a step slowly. A slightly violent aura emanated from his body. The man in white raised his head slightly, and a sarcastic smile seemed to appear on his mask, "Oh, I didn't expect that the elder Mo Cheng would be such a person who was untrustworthy. Tsk, Yunlan Sect is really collecting all kinds of garbage!"

As soon as these words were said, Nalan Yanran's elegant expression suddenly became slightly deeper. The words of the man in white made her feel very uncomfortable. She had never heard of it since she became a disciple of Yunlan Sect. Who could mention Yunlan Sect so plainly?

Mo Cheng's face was gloomy. How could he not feel the specific strength of the man in white now? The Nine-Star Fighter is completely different from the powerful Dou King he thought.

With two wins in three games, the ending has been decided, but after doing so much, how could he give up? Even if something is exposed, he is willing to bear the consequences.

Mo Cheng stared at the man in white below. His old face looked slightly distorted and ferocious, his mouth twitched slightly, and his palm suddenly waved. Suddenly, some of the Mo family strong men behind him jumped off the platform, and surrounded the man in white in a few steps. Behind the Motitan Mercenary Group and others, the closed door of the martial arts arena suddenly opened, and hundreds of soldiers holding weapons rushed in with murderous aura, surrounding the people of the Motitan Mercenary Group.

"Haha, kill my Mo family. I really think it can be done with just a fight. What kind of dream of spring and autumn?" Mo Cheng said in a stern tone.

"Stop saying those boring and harsh words. If you have the ability, come here!" The man in white said something chuckled again shocked the audience.

"Okay, okay, sir, so brave!"

With gritted teeth and laughed loudly, Mo Cheng jumped off the platform, and a powerful aura suddenly burst into his body. His robe swelled and burst out under the pressure of this aura.

"Eight-Star Douling Spirit, this old guy is getting stronger and stronger!" Feeling the oppressive momentum that slowly spreads, a hint of surprise flashed through Ge Ye's eyes.

Beautiful eyes stared at the martial arts arena where the incident happened again, and her eyebrows frowned slightly, turned her head, and whispered to Ge Ye: "Uncle Ge, do we need to intervene?"

"Wait, that powerful man from Dou Wang has never taken action. I guess he is afraid of Yu Yunlan Sect. If he doesn't take action, we will have nothing to do. Although the man in white is not as simple as it seems, it is still very difficult to deal with Mo Cheng." Ge Ye shook his head and pondered.

Looking at the murderous face of his elder, the Mo family strongmen around him were pressing forward step by step, and the fighting spirit gushed out. More than a dozen fighting masters and the auras from the fighting spirit powerful men were mixed together, and they actually felt oppressive like the fighting king's strong men.

"Haha, I am really persevering, probably for the sake of Qinglin." The man in white tilted his head, smiled faintly, and looked at Mo Cheng.

The man in white said this, and Mo Cheng's face suddenly changed. This time he did not say anything nonsense. His face was as cold as a ball of ice. With a wave of his hand, he shouted sinisterly: "Kill him!"

As Mo Cheng's shout fell, the Mo family strongmen around him shouted loudly. Nearly ten powerful men of the level of the great fighter quickly summoned out fighting spirit armor, holding weapons, or using the fighting skills that made the tiger powerful. Two fighting spirit powerful men, one of whom used the fighting spirit to condense into shapes, and two fire tigers roared towards the man in white.

"Qingyun, be careful!"

Feeling the fierce aura on the fighting stage, Xiao Ding, who was tired of fighting, turned around and shouted loudly.

Standing there, Lin Qingyun did not act like a long order. When several sharp weapons were about to be chopped onto their bodies, a black flame suddenly surged out of his body, wrapping it in.

"laugh…"

After the sharp weapon wrapped in Dou Qi touched the strange black flame, in just a blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of hot iron in a shocked gaze. The fire tiger produced by the Dou Qi condensed into a shape and only insisted on breathing, and then a puffed sound encouraged the black flame.

A few wisps of flames rushed out, and suddenly, the unlucky guys were unable to dodge and were rushed to their bodies by the flames. At that moment, there was only a slight dull sound. Several powerful Mo family members even screamed, but they turned into a bunch of black ashes and fell down in a scattering wave.

The tragic situation of several Mo family strong men shocked Ge Ye. Looking at the man in white, he cried in a low voice: "Is this... strange fire?"

"Black Flame? Why are you so familiar? Who are you?"

A touch of solemnity appeared on Nalan Yanran's pretty face, and the feeling in the dark became stronger and stronger. The intuition told her that she absolutely knew the man in white in front of her, but she couldn't remember who had walked into her memory.

The flames slightly converged, Lin Qingyun raised his hand slightly, flicked his fingers slightly, and nothing was necessarily flying out. Some Mo family strongmen suddenly groaned, and their eyes were dull and fell to the ground with no spirits. Only two fighting spirit powerful men remained, looking at the man in white with a slight look of horror.

After flashing, Lin Qingyun suddenly appeared in front of a Mohist fighting spirit powerhouse on the left.

"I'll fight with you! Red Fire Mad..."

However, before he finished speaking, what he was greeted was a black paint.

"Ah, fight!"

A side kick of 366 degrees was filled with all the qi and blood in the body into his right foot, making it extremely heavy, containing the power in it, and even pressing the space into a slightly visible arc.

Bang!

In an instant, the body of the Mo family's fighting spirit powerhouse flew backwards, like an arrow leaving the string, piercing through the walls around the martial arts arena and nailed tightly inside.

"Huh, the physical strength is small, it's pretty good!"

His thighs drifted in a graceful arc in the air, and then he gathered together and walked slowly towards another fighting spirit powerhouse.

"This matter has nothing to do with me, I am just doing it on order! I offend you so much, say goodbye!"

The powerful Dou Ling man looked pale. When he saw Lin Qingyun's green-faced and fanged face, he seemed to have seen the evil ghost in the underworld. He immediately sprinkled a bunch of liquid on the dry ground, soaking the ground.

"roll!"

He shouted in disgust, and Lin Qingyun turned his head and looked at Mo Cheng.

"Who is your lord? But the strong man from Dou Wang is in front of me? I, Mo Cheng, never seemed to offend you, just for the revenge of those dead tribe members. Do you know, the backstage of my Mo family..." The thundering method of the man in white also made Mo Chen's heart suddenly sink. Is this really a nine-star fighting master? Thinking about it now, it is impossible. A sense of uneasiness gradually lingers in his heart.

"Hehe, your Mo family's backstage is Yunlan Sect, right? This is not the capital for you to do whatever you want. Even if Yun Yun is here today, you can't keep you Mo Cheng." Lin Qingyun sneered and interrupted Mo Cheng's words, as if he had thought of something, and said meaningfully: "Even if Yun Yun is in front of you, he will slap you to death. Do you believe it?"

"So, do you have any last words?" Lin Qingyun took a step forward slowly, and suddenly felt murderous intent in his ordinary words.

"Hmph, are you too arrogant? You can insult me, Mo Cheng, but Yunlan Sect and Yunyun Sect Master, can't tolerate you to defile!" Mo Cheng's heart couldn't help but tremble when he noticed the murderous aura in the words of the man in white. His hands were trembling, but he still hardened his neck and shouted righteously.

"This flattery is good, but I said before, today, you will die!" Lin Qingyun smiled faintly, and his feet slowly stepped forward again. Suddenly, his body trembled, and an energy exploded under his feet. Lin Qingyun instantly turned into a white light and shadow, and appeared in front of Mo Cheng as if teleported.

"You can die!"
Chapter completed!