Vol 8 Chapter 4629: : peerless double arrogance

Finally, it is the turn of the last five-fifth match. The top of the power list is no suspense. Even if the Shenlong family does not add the initial score of 18 points, it is still the top spot.

Of course, all of this is attributed to Ye Mo. If there is no Ye Mo, it is difficult for Shenlong to get such a high score. Even, it may not be able to get the top spot.

In the mid-term mastery, Ye Mo took twenty-six points. The other forces’ mid-term masters, the highest scored seven points, and had a 19-point advantage. If the mid-term master of the Shenlong family is not Ye Mo But other disciples, he also scored at most seven points.

It is only a suspense that the Shenlong people want to get the power list.

In the last five-fifth confrontation, some elders were not very interested. However, when they saw Ye Mo’s confrontation with the Phoenix, the entire platform was blasted, and they did not expect that Ye Mo’s natural and Feng’s city Right.

Feng Qingcheng, definitely the Yanhuang League, the most legendary figure, more than a hundred thousand years ago, her limelight is not much more than Lin Biaoer, many geniuses have fallen under her pomegranate skirt, including some elders now They have all pursued the Phoenix City.

Moreover, there is still an identity in Fengchengcheng, that is, the eldest daughter of the Qing Palace, and in the future, it is very likely to inherit the position of the palace.

"This Ye Mo has already won the victory, and Feng Qingcheng also won the victory. In the last battle, the two wins were actually right."

"Two wins, there will be one person who will end!"

Everyone is looking to the platform of Yemo and Fengcheng.

"You are Fengchengcheng?"

Ye Mo saw his opponent, but it was a beautiful woman, wearing a light blue dress, temperament and quiet, giving a feeling of isolation.

He can recognize each other at a glance, naturally because when their five disciples are together, Long Hai once said that among his level, the strongest recognized strength is the Fengcheng City of Qinglan Palace.

The last battle of their battle was the Qinglan Palace. Naturally, it was possible to run into the Phoenix City. However, what Ye Mo did not think was that his opponent was actually Fengcheng.

In other words, this last battle, let yourself be the strongest disciple in the Yanhuang League.

Feng Qingcheng nodded and did not say much.

"Feng Qingcheng, I heard that you are the strongest disciple in the current Yangong League. I want to beat you. It is estimated that there is not much hope!"

At this moment, Ye Mo has a sudden feeling: "I don't want to be able to beat you, because I know that I am fighting with you at this level. There is nothing to beat, but I still Want to fight with you, the upright battle, do everything you can, and defeat you directly!"

"I know that you defeated Huang Mo, and it is still unarmed, so I will not use the device!"

Feng Qingcheng said: "Your background is very strong. Otherwise, you can't beat Huang Mo. I am at your level, definitely not as good as you. Even if I win you, I still lose."

"Winning and losing for me doesn't make much sense. For you, it doesn't make much sense, isn't it?"

Ye Mo smiled faintly.

At this time, they did not know that almost everyone, not only the giants of the nine palaces, the elders, and even the disciples of the Yanhuang League, turned their attention to them.

Obviously, this battle is the most exciting battle in the Yan and Huang battles.

In this battle, there are even many elders who gamble privately. Of course, they are betting that Ye Mo has lost in the first few rounds.

The battle between Ye Mo and Feng Jiangcheng was originally an unfair battle. Ye Mo wanted to win unless there was a miracle.

"Ye Mo refueling, even if you lose, don't lose it so ugly, your performance is enough to shock the entire Yanhuang League!"

"Ye Mo's younger brother is too powerful, actually won a twenty-six-game winning streak, but also defeated a few of the peaks of the big master, this battle, even if lost, nothing, when the other side of the Phoenix!"

The disciples of the Shenlong people, looking at the picture of the dragon mirror in front of them, are also a little faint and excitement. In their view, the Shenlong people are vying for the top spot. There is no suspense. What they want to see most is that Ye Mo can hold on for a while. .

Of course, Ye Mo didn't know about this. He looked at Fengcheng, and he took a few steps back next time, pulling away the distance from the other side.

In terms of strength, he has no advantage at all. It is difficult to be weak and strong.

"let's start!"

Feng Qingcheng looks calm, her jade hand wave, countless green awns, gathered into a lotus flower, constantly rotating, facing Ye Mo swept past.

Qinglian moved slowly in the air, but suddenly it burst out and turned into a blue-green petal. It was as thin as a flap, and it was a murderous machine. It formed a huge sword and directly killed it.

This sword is only a slap in the face of Fengcheng, but it is very powerful. Any strongman who dominates the peak will not be easy to follow this move.

Everyone thinks that when Ye Mo wants to reverse the reversal of destiny to resist this move, Ye Mo does not use this trick. Everyone can feel that Ye Mo Mingming looks very calm, but his face The expression, as if there have been thousands of changes, is constantly changing.

Everyone doesn't know what is going on.

Just in that sword is going to be killed, Ye Mo directly bombarded a punch, this punch is a punch that Ye Mo has just realized, and he is also a punch he wants to display.

Since he was promoted to the main dominance, he has not been able to display it. Now, after countless battles by the Yanhuang Alliance, it seems that he just realized that he will absorb the three thousand emotions absorbed into the body~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It broke out.

This punch, even if it has just been condensed, has not really improved, and it has made this punch powerless.

Boom!

Ye Mo's long fist bombardment on the Qinglian long sword, as if the long sword also means emotional fluctuations, constantly oscillating, and finally broken directly, as for Ye Mo, it is not moving.

"How is this possible? Actually blocked a blow? The sword of Fengchengcheng, but there is no mercy, and directly blessing five hearts."

Some people in the place have become extremely shocked. The previous blow, in their view, Ye Mo could not resist.

"It’s the one that Ye Mo’s punch is very strong, and it’s far beyond the level of the heavens!”

Yan Di stared at Ye Mo, saying: "This guy, the supreme **** of cultivation, more than one!"

"What? More than one?"

The giants of the Eighteenth Hall of the Eighteenth House, all of them have their eyes wide open and they are supreme. They are all inevitable. The general masters, even if they fall, are hard to turn into supreme gods, but want to practice. It’s hard to get a **** out of it. It’s almost impossible to have two doors.

They have cultivated two supreme gods throughout the Yanhuang League, and they can figure out their fingers.

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