This side of the martial arts stage.
Nalan Xingchan looked at Heng Mo Ping Phetsu in front of him and suddenly raised his spearhead.
“May I dare to fight?”
As his words came out, a majestic aura instantly surged around his body.
Outside the field.
Venerable Hachiman also looked at the Grand Elder of the Martial Union.
“Senior Xuanyuan, since their youngsters want to fight.
We might as well go along with their wishes?”
Now that Heng Mo Ping Pheasantzu, the bottom card, had been exposed.
It was better to make the best use of it.
It was a pity that they had not been able to lure Lin Mo into the bait.
In that case, they could only waste this Nalan Xingchan.
Anyway, they were all young martial artists from China, so it was just the right time to execute the ‘Decapitation Layer’ plan.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Ming just smiled easily.
“Emissary Hachiman, if you don’t mind this wheel battle.
Our Martial Union naturally has no problem with it.”
After saying that, he also had a secret contempt in his heart.
Just when the secretary of the Five Ghost Yin Soldiers under the name of Yin Mountain Sect felt invincible under the world?
This Nalan Xingchan was a top genius expert in China.
There are only a handful of people who can compete with him.
Just one Heng Wu Ping Phenchen is obviously not enough.
Seeing that Xuanyuan Ming had agreed to his proposal.
Venerable Hachiman instantly showed his face with joy.
“Naturally we won’t mind, what we Heng Mo Ping Pheasantzu are most unafraid of is wheel-to-wheel combat.”
“Since Senior Xuanyuan agrees, then let the bout continue.”
The Hengwu Pingpianjin in the ring naturally had no problem with it.
The Yin Pole Totem, not only allowed the host’s strength to soar.
And it could also quickly restore one’s physical strength.
Although he had just fought with Bamboo Leaf Green.
But after this short period of recuperation, the physical energy had already been restored to its peak.
Twisting his neck that was clicking.
Heng Mo Ping Phenchen licked his lips.
“Since you want to be Lin Mo’s scapegoat, I will satisfy you with that.
The blood of the First World of China should be even sweeter.”
After saying that he once again used that breathtakingly fast body technique.
And once he was close to Nalan Xingchan, he thought of using the same method to deal with this person.
However just as he arrived at Nalan Xingchan’s back, before he could strike.
A bit of cold light came straight towards his brow.
This ….
What a quick reaction!
At this moment Heng Wu Ping Phetsu also knew that he had been lightly defeated.
A little bit of his feet.
He then thought of distancing himself from his opponent.
But what he was not clear about was this.
The lance was meant to be a long-range offensive weapon.
By taking the distance, he would be able to get close to his opponent’s heart.
Seeing Heng Mo Ping Pheonjin retreat.
Naturally, Nalan Xingchan would not let him off so easily.
Following closely behind, his spear stabbed at his opponent like rain.
No matter how much Heng Mo Ping Pheonjin dodged.
The bitterly cold spear stayed close to him, not giving him the slightest chance to close the distance.
Even though he had already increased his body speed to the extreme, he still could not shake off his opponent.
For a long time.
Heng Mo Ping Phenchen’s mind also gradually became irritated.
However, when his mind was in turmoil, the rhythm of his footsteps also became steady.
Noticing this minuscule development.
Nalan Xingchan immediately faked a shot.
Waiting for his opponent to dodge again.
He swung his point steel spear with force and swept out.
Heng Mo Ping Phenchen also suddenly reacted to the fact that he had fallen for his opponent’s calculation.
He was too late to dodge and was directly hit in the ribs by the handle of the snatch.
The tremendous force shifted his organs.
With a fishy throat, Heng Mo Ping Phetsu spat out blood.
At this time.
Nalan Xingchan also put away his lance.
“So you’re not strong either, just relying on your agile stance to suppress Zhuyeqing.
Cut, so I wasted a chance to strike for nothing.
What a bore.”
According to the agreed rules.
Each player on both sides, regardless of whether they win or lose, only has one chance to strike.
Nalan Xingchan was only uncomfortable with Heng Mo Ping Phenchen’s unforgiving behaviour.
He wanted to teach him a lesson.
I never thought that he would make an exception.
However, to his disappointment, it seemed that Heng Mo Ping Phenchen was not that strong.
Hearing Nalan Xingchan’s taunting words.
Heng Mo Ping Phenchen suddenly burst out laughing.
“You brought this on yourself!”