"I'll come first!"

At this time, Mu Chen stood up and said to Ming Kai.

Although he is indifferent and indifferent to Wang Xiao, he is also his third brother, and he is also a member of the hell of the ten temples.

At this time, the people of Yan Luo League in front of them want to provoke the majesty of Yan Luo in their ten halls. As the fifth, he also wants to fight.

Moreover, as the Lord of the hall of Mingkai, if he makes a move so easily, the price will drop a lot, and he doesn't need to worry about it!

As Wang Xiaokou said, the glory of the ten halls of hell should be defended by him!

"Old five, you come?" When Ming Kai heard the speech, he couldn't help pointing to Yan or and said to Mu Chen, "this boy seems to be the top expert of Yan Luomeng. Are you sure you can fight?"

"What do you think?"

Mu Chen's eyebrows were slightly picked, and he asked faintly at Ming Kai.

"I, of course I think you must have no problem!"

As soon as he noticed Mu Chen's indifferent eyes, Ming KaiDun just shrunk his neck and said weakly.

At this time, if he says "no", I'm afraid the consequences will be very serious.

"Old five, be careful!"

Song Ming, on the other side, also opened his mouth at this time and charged Muchen.

Mu Chen heard the speech, his face was slightly moved, nodded and stood out.

His eyes swept around the members of the yama alliance, and finally fell on the ghost Li. He opened his mouth and said, "the glory of the yama in my ten halls cannot be blasphemed. Do you dare to fight with me?"

Mu Chen's voice was not loud, but with the blessing of internal power, it was like thunder. It echoed in the Wanling in the eastern suburb, and the lingering sound curled up in my ears.

The members of Yanluo League were stunned when they heard Mu Chen's words. Immediately, their faces showed a light, contemptuous and ironic color.

"What did the boy say? He actually wants to challenge our Yan or supervisor!"

"For many years, I haven't heard such an unknown voice for a long time. Young people are too impulsive!"

"Isn't it? I remember the last time I challenged Yan or his supervisor, it was two years ago. What was the final result of that person?"

"Well... It seems that there is no residue left after being blasted by Yan or the supervisor!"

"This boy, it's estimated that it will be the same fate!"

Those members of Yanluo League were all talking. While talking, they looked at Muchen and were full of contempt.

Yan or Wen Yan was stunned by the expression on his face. He didn't expect that someone would challenge him.

He couldn't help turning his head and looking at the moxibustion fish of the leader of Yanluo alliance. His eyes were full of war.

Moxibustion fish can naturally see the excitement in Yan or's eyes. The beautiful eyes move gently and say faintly: "Yan or, this is the first battle of our Yan Luo alliance. Win a beautiful point!"

Hearing the speech, Yan or was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly said, "yes, moxibustion fish alliance leader!"

After getting the permission of moxibustion fish, Yan or also turned around, looked directly at Muchen, and said faintly, "who are you? Report your name, I won't kill nobody!"

Muchen didn't speak. For those who were about to lose in his hands, he didn't even have the interest to speak.

Buzz!

A black knife as black as ink appeared in Muchen's hand and made a clear and loud sound of the sword. It was his famous knife Heishui.

As soon as the black water came out of the sheath, the temperature around suddenly decreased a lot. On the whole body of Muchen, there was also a stream of black water emerging.

Yan or saw this, his face was indifferent, a cruel smile was raised slightly at the corners of his mouth, his hands were folded, and a terrible internal force fluctuated from his body.

For a moment, in the Wanling in the eastern suburb, spies from all directions cast their eyes and stared at them.

This is the first war between the hall of Ming Kai and the League of Yan Luo. Both sides have sent their own top experts. This war will affect the direction of the next war.

In this war, the morale of those who win will rise, and the morale of those who lose will naturally decline.

Boom!

At this time, under the gaze of countless people, Yan or of Yan Luomeng took the lead. His internal power fluctuated and soared As soon as the leg stared, the whole person turned into a virtual shadow, mixed with rolling internal force, and hit Muchen.

When Mu Chen saw it, the Blackwater famous knife in his hand suddenly turned over, and the sharp Blackwater knife awn suddenly burst out of the knife body and smashed away at the figure rushing from the horizon.

Boom!

In an instant, the two collided with each other, stirring up ripples of power. Taking the location of the collision as the center, they shot away in all directions.

This road is like the ripple of power on the lake, which contains terrible power. When people around see this scene, their faces change slightly, and they all turn their internal power and protect themselves in front of them.

The ripples of terrible power bombarded them. Around them, they put up protective covers and were still knocked back for several steps.

For a moment, everyone's face was shocked.

Their eyes looked involuntarily not far away. At the center of the power ripple, a figure pulled out from the inside. After retreating several feet, they stared at Muchen with dignified eyes.

"What a powerful knife. What kind of knife is this?"

Yan or's eyes stared straight at the dark black knife in Muchen's hand and asked in a deep voice

"Japanese famous Dao: Heishui." Mu Chen's face was still indifferent. After hearing Yan or's words, he said slowly.

Finally, he could not help adding: "kill the strong!"

"Hum, arrogant boy, don't think you can be presumptuous in front of me if you have a famous knife!"

After hearing Muchen's words, Yan or's face suddenly sank and said in a cold voice.

Boom!

His fist suddenly burst out of his body, and his internal power was covered with a violent sound.

Then, a black fist with a size of tens of feet burst out from his right hand like a shell, as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the black fist with a size of several Zhang has come to less than ten meters in front of Muchen.

Hiss!

When they saw this scene, they couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning.

Unexpectedly, the boxing speed of Yan or his supervisor has been improved a lot!

Mu Chen saw the black fist like a shell, and his face was indifferent. As soon as his right hand turned over, a black water tide rushed out from behind and rushed away at the black fist, which was several feet large.

Sword like tide, black water like waves!

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