Chapter 7292 - Mo Tianming&Chapter x27;s battle

"Don't worry, Qianyuan Sword Saint has no words, so he must not recognize Hua Tianying." Lin Chen said with a dumb smile.

When Tianle and others heard this, their smiles became even brighter.

Sure enough, Hua Tianying stared at Qianyuan Sword Saint for a long time, but Qianyuan Sword Saint did not say a word.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Hua Tianying's eyes, and she immediately looked at Jin Tian Sword Master again and said politely: "Senior, I'm sorry, I have no intention of passing on your sword art."

Jintian Sword Saint did not answer.

Silence means accepting Hua Tianying's choice.

Hua Tianying put down his hands, disappeared from the battlefield in an instant, and appeared next to Luo Shaobai silently.

Seeing this, Luo Shaobai said: "Brother Hua, don't be disappointed, just keep fighting for it next."

"Of course, the person who finally gets the approval of the Qianyuan Sword Saint must be Hua."

Hua Tianying smiled and nodded, as if she was someone else, and extremely confident.

"He actually gave up?"

Lingtian and Tian Junzi were dumbfounded, thinking that Hua Tianying was a waste of natural resources. If it were them, they would have agreed a long time ago.

"This Hua Tianying acts decisively. He will refuse the inheritance of the ancient sage if he refuses. But this move just shows that he has great ambitions and wants to obtain the inheritance of the Qianyuan Sword Saint."

Seeing this, Ji Xuan, Xing Xue and Long Yuan paid more and more attention to Hua Tianying, because those who can suppress their inner desires and have a strong will are truly terrifying.

"Boss, this Hua Tianying is a character." Tianle clicked his tongue.

"Whatever, if he doesn't get the approval of Qianyuan Sword Saint in the end, he'll be like a chicken flying over an egg. He will definitely regret it in the end." Xiao Huo curled his lips and said.

"that is."

Xiao Guangming and Zhe Tian nodded in agreement, both wanting to see Hua Tianying get nothing in the end.

"This is his decision, we have no right to interfere." Lin Chen said with a smile.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw Long Yuan ascending the fighting platform and turned his attention to Mo Dao: "Mo Tian Ming, do you dare to compete with me, Long Yuan?"

"No need for my brother to take action, I can defeat you." Seeing this, Motianshan laughed.

"When you were in the realm of the Nine Tribulations Holy God, you were defeated by Xiong Biao. Although you are now a half-step ancient saint, you are still no match for me."

Long Yuan smiled and said: "Your brother is different. He was able to defeat Xiong Biao back then. He must be the best in his class and is qualified to be my opponent."

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Motianshan glared at Long Yuan and clenched his fists. His defeat to Xiong Biao back then was a scar in his heart. Being spoken out by Long Yuan today was tantamount to a slap in his face. How could he not be angry.

"I just stated a fact, but you are angry about it. It shows that you are not as good as your brother in terms of character." Long Yuan said.

Motianshan's eyes were like fire, but his brother Motianming held down his arm and said: "Calm down, the person he wants to challenge is me. According to the assessment rules, I cannot refuse to fight."

"Yes." Motianshan took a deep breath, extinguished the anger in his eyes, and his face returned to calm.

Motian Ming didn't say much, patted his younger brother's shoulder, turned into a bloody light, and stepped onto the battlefield.

He has a well-proportioned figure, shiny red hair, and handsome appearance. His flawless white clothes are flowing, adding to his enchanting demeanor.

Looking at Long Yuan opposite, Motian Ming spread out his right hand, the Holy Blade emerged, and said: "Come on."

As soon as these words came out, the void he was in instantly turned into blood color, intertwined with the meaning of Shura, and the aura of killing, spreading the ruthless killing intent.

Long Yuan chuckled, his five-clawed dragon robe swelled all over his body, heavy turquoise water surged under his feet, thunder spread out from his back, he flipped his palms, and with the Thunder Sky Spear in his hand, he stabbed Motian Ming directly.

Boom!

I saw Lei Tianba's spear, which was both thunderous and dragon-like. It was extremely domineering. The light of the thunderous spear flashed out, and dragon shadows flashed out, making endless dragon roars, rushing straight into the spiritual world of Motian Ming.

But in his spiritual world, a surge of blood suddenly surged into the sky, and a blood-haired Shura descended, killing everything mercilessly.

Long Yuan snorted coldly, her thoughts turned, and an ancient thunder dragon swam out of the spiritual world, waving its claws to resist the blood-haired Shura.

And the Thunder Sky Spear he thrust out has been blocked by the holy blade of Ferris Fate. The tip of the spear collided with the tip of the blade, producing dense thunder gun light and blood-colored blade light. The surrounding dragon shadows and killing shadows were all killing. .

The two people looked at each other, and the divine body, bloodline, power of the ancient saint, and energy and spirit collided wildly, making a muffled sound that could only be heard with spiritual power.

Behind Motian Ming, an eight-armed Shura emerged, roaring ferociously, and attacked Long Yuan.

Seeing this, Long Yuan's hair was full of blood, the dragon's roar shook the sky, and an ancient thunder dragon pounced on the eight-armed Shura.

"A half-step ancient saint from the ancient times of the Great Wilderness, is this all he has?"

Long Yuan raised his arms, moved his feet, carried a roll of heavy water, and wielded the Thunder Sky Spear, splitting the sky's destiny from top to bottom.

Without saying a word, Ferris Ming swung out the Holy Blade, killing people from bottom to top, both cold and ruthless.

It is the top level formation of the universe, Shura Holy Kill.

Lin Chen recognized it at a glance.

He had used this method when he first went to Motian Mountain to compete with Motian Fate.

You know, this is his trump card, and it was really beyond Lin Chen's expectation to display it so quickly.

Tear!

I saw the heavy water pouring down, being split in half by the Saint Luo blade, and struck the Lei Tianba spear with a clang.

With a "clang" sound, Lei Tianba's gun bent, overwhelmed by Shura's murderous aura, which shocked Long Yuan and staggered back.

Ferris Ming went backwards, and a pair of blood wings sprouted from his back, which were the wings of Shura. He fanned out hurricane-like Shura energy, dyeing the void where Long Yuan was in blood red.

Long Yuan held the Thunder God Spear horizontally in front of him for defense, then stretched out his left hand to transform it into a claw and grabbed twice.

Heavy Water Dragon Claw!

Heavy water poured down like a waterfall, and a emerald dragon claw stretched out to grab the Holy Luo Blade.

Puff!

The emerald dragon claw was split in half, but Mo Tianming continued to swing the Holy Luo Blade again, slashing Long Yuan in the sky.

Long Yuan snorted coldly, and swung his left claw again, which was the Thunder Spirit Dragon Claw, which was both domineering and tricky. He grabbed the Holy Luo Blade that was slashing up with lightning speed, and shouted coldly: "Break it for me."

"Shura Holy Killing Slash!"

Mo Tianming also shouted coldly, and the Holy Luo Blade turned in the Thunder Spirit Dragon Claw, and with a click, it split it open, and then slashed Long Yuan's face.

"Thunder Spirit Dragon Body."

Long Yuan shouted loudly, and thunder runes intertwined all over his body. A thunder dragon surrounded the divine body, exuding a strong dragon power.

At the same time, he shook the Lei Tianba Spear with both hands, and in an instant, he merged with the spear and stabbed the Holy Luo Blade violently.

Dragon Emperor Water Mine Spear!

At this moment, Long Yuan also displayed his supreme spear skills, bursting out with a terrible spear power, and actually stabbed the Holy Luo Blade away.

Bang!

Shura's killing intent collapsed, but Long Yuan's momentum did not decrease. He then stabbed Mo Tianming violently and shouted: "Defeat."

Mo Tianming remained calm, and used all his Shura body to toughen Long Yuan, who was merged with the spear, and Shura's killing aura soared.