Chapter 150

After two battles, one person was seriously injured and the other died.

Such an outcome deeply shocked everyone in the field.

Su Moyu silently walked in the direction of ya'er and them, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and saw that not far away from him, the little fish stood with his negative hand and looked at himself quietly.

After their eyes met, the little fish said faintly, "a little progress."

Su Moyu gritted his teeth and didn't know what to respond. He had to shake his head and walk forward with big steps.

Due to Yang Wen's arrangement, all the images of Tianmo Dao did not appear on the side of Guanwu platform.

So the white star sitting on the martial arts platform didn't see the scene of two people looking at each other.

At the moment, he sat in a chair bored, surrounded by some sticky Pearl Princess.

"If you win this competition, you will probably be included in the top 500 of the martial arts competition? I remember your announcement that as long as you can enter the top 500 of the martial arts competition, you can be called inner city disciples, right?" Bai Xingchen asked coldly.

"It seems that I heard the eldest brother say so. It's true." Princess Mingzhu nodded aside.

"If I want to kill your inner city disciples, will you turn against me?" Bai Xingchen turned his head and stared at the Pearl Princess with his eyes.

Pearl was stunned and immediately understood what the white star meant.

She put her hand on Bai Xingchen's arm and said in a greasy voice, "don't worry, brother Bai. I've already talked to the big brother about the enemy you said before. He said he would solve the matter. Just rest assured."

Bai Xingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly, "the son of the world, Yang Wen? I heard that he has been designated as the successor by the Dragon tooth king. With his promise, I have nothing to worry about."

At the same time, within the third floor of the Nine Emperor tower, the war did not stop.

As Su Moyu and his party went upstairs the latest, each of them took part in one of the first seven fights.

The result, of course, was an overwhelming victory for the seven.

So far, nearly 1000 players remained in the field, which began to face up to the existence of Su Moyu and his party.

There are two people in Su Moyu's party, but there is a great contrast.

One is a twig.

This fight is very new to her. Even if the opponent's level is not enough, she has always maintained an almost excited state.

The other is uncle Yan.

From the third floor, his heart was not here. Now he was sitting alone in the corner, with his head down and frown, looking like a bitter enemy.

"How about... Let's abstain?" Uncle Yan said for a long time.

Others were all right. When Xiaozhi heard what he said, his face suddenly turned pale and said, "why?"

Uncle Yan shook his head and said, "the person we're looking for is not here, and their friends are not here. Staying here is just a waste of time. It's better to quit as soon as possible and do some business."

Hearing what he said, Su Moyu and dumb son looked at each other, nodded slightly and agreed.

After all, I came to join this fight in order to sneak into the inner city of Bailong city.

Now that the goal has been achieved, there is naturally no need to stay.

"But... But..." twig kept turning her eyes to find a reason to stay. Suddenly, her eyes flashed and said, "Uncle Yan, you said that the adult has the blood of the king. Should he have extraordinary skills?"

Uncle Yan was stunned and nodded, "of course!"

Twig said with a smile: "in that case, let me say that the adult may not have been eliminated, but he deliberately hid his identity. Among these players, he used his special skills to escape uncle Yan's spiritual knowledge."

Uncle Yan was stunned and hesitated for a long time: "this... Is not impossible!"

As soon as twig heard that he was loose, he quickly hit the railway while it was hot: "so, if you abstain now, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret if you miss the adult? And if you don't abstain, even if the adult is not here, we can go outside the tower to find it. It's just a delay of two days at most, don't you?"

After she said this, uncle Yan was completely stunned. After thinking for a long time, he said, "it's... There's some truth."

"So don't give up?" twig asked with big eyes.

Uncle Yan pondered for a moment and said, "look first."

While talking, he looked up at Su Moyu and showed an apologetic expression.

"It doesn't hurt." Su Moyu shrugged and sat aside, closing his eyes.

After this conversation, uncle Yan swept away his previous depressed mood, stared at everyone around him carefully.

In particular, the players in the next competition can't be more careful.

On the third floor of the Nine Emperor tower, nearly 500 duels have to be played, one after another. Naturally, it takes a long time.

If you meet two opponents with good cultivation skills, it seems that you can still mention some temperament. Unfortunately, most of the players are in the wild style with mediocre cultivation. After only watching a few games, Su Moyu is sleepy.

Such a boring viewing lasted for two days, but there was not a duel in which Su Moyu was interested. On the contrary, uncle Yan didn't close his eyes for two days, and he didn't miss one.

At the end of this round of fighting, Su Moyu, who was dozing off, was suddenly awakened by a cry.

"What's the matter?" he hurriedly asked ya'er around him.

But ya'er stared and pointed to the front with her hand.

Su Moyu looked at her hand and saw two people standing opposite in the middle of the crowd.

One of them is the "corpse" of Tianmo Dao, while the other can't see his face clearly.

His whole body seemed to be pierced by tens of thousands of needles. His flesh and blood were blurred. He couldn't die again.

Up to now, there have been many dead people in this round of fighting.

Including Su Moyu's killing he Dadao, more than a dozen people have died, but no one has died so miserably.

"Did I win?" the "Mummy" asked the examiner.

The gray haired examiner was startled when he heard his voice and hurriedly said, "yes, yes!"

"Dried corpse" smiled strangely and walked back to his companion slowly.

"What a vicious means!" Uncle Yan, who had been watching the war, looked very ugly at this time.

"Uncle Yan, what happened just now?" Su Moyu missed the scene just now because he dozed off, so he had to ask Uncle Yan for advice.

"He untied the bandage on his hand, and then shot countless air needles from his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, the man opposite died." Uncle Yan explained solemnly.

Su Moyu nodded solemnly.

Just then, the next pair of players came on the field.

One of them is the little fish of Tianmo Dao.

"Please point more..." a green shirt swordsman opposite wanted to say some polite words, but he stopped before he finished.

The figure of the little fish floated past him, and a blood flower bloomed on his throat.

This move is the same as Su Moyu's sword to kill he Dadao.

It's just that the small fish makes it cleaner.