Chapter 790

After breathing, Nanfeng and Xuantian looked at each other with a smile, making those disciples unable to see who won or who lost.

At this moment, Nanfeng and Xuantian don't care about the so-called winning or losing, because they are really happy in this battle. This is the battle as a friend, and this is the real battle.

"In this battle, I judge you two to be tied. How about that?" At this time, the eastern evil emperor thought that there was no need for them to fight any more and said.

Because if they want to continue to fight, they are bound to expose all their cards. There are many disciples in Dongyi college, and there are definitely those undercover agents of hostile forces.

In this way, their cards are exposed, which is not good for them to fight for the boundary.

"Draw? Is it a tie again? " Hearing the words of the eastern evil emperor, those disciples around said a little displeased. After all, they were looking forward to the outcome.

However, when they think about it, they can also guess why the eastern evil emperor said they were tied.

"We listen to our predecessors." Hearing dongxie Huang's words, Nanfeng and Xuantian naturally understood their meaning and nodded.

"It's a draw, but you don't have it." East evil emperor laughs a way.

"It's natural!"

After that, the fierce and peak battle ended and the battle continued.

In the fifth battle, Nanfeng's opponent is Bai Jing; in the sixth battle, Nanfeng meets Chen Ruilong, which is another fierce battle; in the seventh battle, Nanfeng's opponent is Zhang Jiaxin; in the eighth battle, Nanfeng's opponent is Zhu Tong; in the ninth battle, it is long Yuxuan.

At this time, long Yuxuan's strength is very close to the peak of the upper Lingwang, while long Yuxuan himself has just broken through the second-class upper Lingwang.

But unfortunately, with the south wind, or a little bit, defeat with the south wind, let long Yuxuan a little depressed.

After all, from the beginning, his strength was stronger than that of Nanfeng. However, he was not only overtaken by Nanfeng, but also seemed to have a bigger gap.

For this, Nanfeng teased, "Yuxuan, after all, I'm your big brother. If you win, you can't be my big brother."

...

and in the tenth battle, Nanfeng's opponent was naturally Mo Wentian.

"Another dragon and tiger fight!" Seeing the battle between Nanfeng and Mo Wentian, the disciples around looked forward to it again.

The battle between Mo Wentian and Xuantian took place in the eighth game, which was also a fierce battle. Finally, the eastern evil emperor came forward and announced that they were tied.

"This time, it won't be a tie, will it?" The disciples said.

"It should be, but even if it's a draw, the collision between them will make us understand. Just look at it." Some other disciples said.

...

"younger martial brother Nanfeng, I know that you should not take what the Bu family told me in your eyes now, but I am entrusted by others, so please forgive me for disturbing you." Looking at the south wind, Mo Wentian said.

"Younger martial brother Nanfeng, I don't know if you can tell me now that the answer is..."

"elder martial brother Mo, since this is the world of martial arts, I think we should use martial arts to solve this problem. If you win this battle, you should follow what you say. If I win it, I should follow what I say. Of course, if I draw, I will lose." Nanfeng said with a smile.

"Younger martial brother Nanfeng, it seems that I am sure of winning." Hearing Nanfeng's words, Mo Wentian said with a smile, "if other people let me draw, I won't accept it. However, younger martial brother Nanfeng, you are the genius of peerless evil. I can only accept it."

"Ha ha, in order to solve the grudge between the Bu family and me, elder martial brother Mo is also very attentive. It seems that elder martial brother Mo owes a lot to the Bu family." Nanfeng laughs.

"As a person, I may not have other advantages, but I will try my best to pay back the friendship I owe." Mo Wentian said, "there is one more point, you need to confirm with younger martial brother Nanfeng. If you win, you won't ask too much, will you?"

"Please don't worry about this. It won't be too much, but it won't be cheap." Nanfeng doesn't pretend, he says directly.

"In this way, I would like to thank younger martial brother Nanfeng first."

Mo Wentian was not dissatisfied with Nanfeng's request, because it was natural that Nanfeng killed the Bu family.

"It seems that this time, I owe Nanfeng a favor." Mo Wentian said in his heart.

For Nanfeng, in fact, he has almost forgotten his grudge with the Bu family, because he has never regarded the Bu family in his eyes. Now that Bujia mentions it, it's not in line with his character not to make a profit.

...

"well, younger martial brother Nanfeng, next, I'm not polite. For you, I'll burst out the peak power at the beginning." Immediately, Mo Wentian's tone changed and he said heavily.

Boom! With the fall of words, Mo Wentian's momentum is directly promoted to the limit.At the same time, a big brush appeared in Mo Wentian's hand. Naturally, it was not an ordinary brush, but a magic brush.

Immediately, Mo Wentian's mystery of ink was all condensed in that pen.

"The heavenly power of ink, the rain of ink, thousands of troops!" In the roar, Mo Wentian pointed out.

Immediately, what he pointed out was that it turned into the black of ink, and in an instant, it expanded and evolved into a black field. Then, drops of ink rain appeared and suspended in the field of ink.

Shua Shua!

After the raindrops of ink merged with the mystery of ink, they all came at the speed of the lightning squad towards the south wind. Where they passed through the space, they were all hit with thick cracks.

Moreover, in the process of shooting, these ink raindrops directly evolved into warriors and horses.

The whole void is like the galloping of thousands of troops.

"This move is absolutely comparable to brother Xuantian's three swords in hell." Looking after Mo Wentian's move, Nanfeng said in a deep voice, "but this time, I have to win."

"Because, in the case of Bujia, I want to kill him well."

At this moment, the south wind's mouth is a trace of evil smile.

Then, Nanfeng's whole body was covered by the swallowing rune, and two mysterious storms swept through the palm of his hands.

"Devour the magic power - devour the storm!"

Rune fusion body, but also fusion storm, sweeping the whole front, with the ink rain evolution of thousands of troops, fierce collision.

Mo Wentian's attack had a wide range, and the south wind naturally collided with the storm.

Boom!

The next moment, engulfing the storm and the rain of ink have collided, and the two broad moves collide like two collapsed domes.

Then everything was submerged.

And just as the air waves drowned everything, the south wind moved again.