Supreme Tianyin

Chapter 26 Mo Potian's Strength

Look at Fang Litian again.

The top ten disciples outside sat high on the high platform, looking down on Fang Litian and the others, just like a high-ranking person looking down on a group of low-ranking people.

Tian Guangyun, who ranked top ten in the outer sect, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Now it's up to you to choose, choose one of us at random, no matter who it is, ten of you will take turns to fight, as long as you win, you can win." Exempt all of you from the pills, that is to say, ten of you bear the fate of nearly 200 people."

"Choose, choose quickly!" Many old-fashioned disciples were booing immediately. It turned out that they came here in the same way. When they saw a newcomer bullying, the little desire in their hearts was immediately satisfied.

Yan Baolong said angrily: "Don't say we are fighting with ten wheels, even I can kill you by myself."

Tian Guangyun glanced at Yan Baolong disdainfully, "Then you choose me, and I'll wait for how you kill me."

"Choose you?" Yan Baolong also snorted, and said disdainfully: "I don't even look at your strength, if I want to choose, I will choose the number one, lest if I win, you will feel that the victory is invincible!"

'Wow! Many people who knew Mo Potian's strength looked at Yan Baolong like a fool.

The faces of Ye Kai and the other three were also full of anxiety, Zhang Langzhi said angrily: "Even if I was misunderstood by others just now, I still have to go up and tell Big Brother Fang. Choosing Brother Mo, isn't that courting death?"

Su Mei pursed her lips, "How could that big man be so irresponsible? If he loses, everyone will be in trouble."

Among Fang Litian's ten people, the three disciples who were only on the eighth level of the cyclone turned their heads and stared at Yan Baolong in disbelief, Li Yi said in disbelief: "Brother Yan, you can't take it seriously, don't you know that Mo Potian How strong is it?"

At the same time, the newcomers surrounding Fang Litian and others had the same expressions as Li Yi. In three days, they had already found out that Mo Potian's strength was comparable to that of the ranked inner disciples, and the top ranked inner disciples were all the least The fighters above the middle stage of Juyuan are also quite strong in combat power, not the kind of Juyuan state in Gangshi Town, where they only have cultivation but no combat power.

It can be said that Mo Potian's strength has surpassed all the outer disciples.

And the weakest of the top ten in the outer sect is the Tian Guangyun mentioned just now. Everyone thought that Fang Litian and others would choose Tian Guangyun, but Yan Baolong chose to challenge Mo Potian out of his mouth.

Yan Baolong glared at these people, "How could I not know, the choice of Mo Potian is the result of our discussion, anyway, you don't need to contribute, just watch."

Li Yi's face was flushed by Yan Baolong's words, and he lowered his voice and said angrily: "Don't you know that there is no chance of winning if you choose Mo Potian, this is a elixir that will affect the next few months!"

Hou Yun sneered and said, "Then do you think that choosing Tian Guangyun has a certain chance of winning?"

Li Yi was taken aback for a moment, and made a secret estimate, then hesitated and said, "It should be [-]%?"

"Fart!" Yan Baolong said: "Which one of the outer disciples doesn't have top martial skills, which one doesn't have a trump card, want to win them? Let me tell you, I don't even have a [-]% certainty of beating Tian Guangyun! It's better to choose the strongest, Seeing how powerful the warriors in the Cyclone Realm can be, it's not a waste of time!"

"This..." Li Yi and others were speechless.

"Okay." Fang Litian smiled lightly, "Let's choose Mo Potian."

Tian Guangyun on the stage was stunned for a moment, then asked again: "Who do you think you choose?"

"Mo Potian!" Yan Baolong said loudly, "Are you deaf, do you want me to say it again?"

When Tian Guangyun got the answer, he didn't care about Yan Baolong's words, with a regretful expression on his face, and said to himself: "It's really not challenging." I don't know who is saying that it is not challenging.

Several people on the stage glanced at Fang Litian and the others as if they were fools, and finally turned their attention to Mo Potian. Tian Guangyun said softly: "Senior brother Mo, they chose you."

"En." Mo Potian responded lightly, stood up, leaped from the stage to the competition stage ten meters away, held the knife and closed his eyes to rest.

"Okay, you can start now, the order of appearance is up to you." Tian Guangyun seemed to have lost his character, and returned to his position after speaking lightly.

"How long do you think they can last?" said the ninth-ranked one.

"Ten people, an average of three breaths per person." Tian Guangyun said decisively.

"I really don't know whether to say they are brave or stupid. They actually chose Brother Mo. We are not even opponents. It seems that it will be resolved soon." The second-ranked person shook his head.

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Hou Yun and the others were discussing the order of appearance, only Fang Litian, Yu Qian and Gu Bing stood silently at the side. After discussing for a long time, there was no result. No one wanted to be the first to go on stage. The more you know about your opponent, the more likely you are to win.

Luo Yue looked at Fang Litian, hoping that Fang Litian would stand up and say something.

At this time, Yan Baolong couldn't bear the quarrel, clapped his big hands, and said angrily: "I go up first!"

Without waiting for anyone to respond, Yan Baolong jumped onto the stage holding a big ax half the height of a man.

The good show finally started, and everyone turned their attention to the competition arena.

Mo Potian and Yan Baolong stood ten feet apart. Yan Baolong didn't have the slightest awareness of facing a master, and laughed loudly: "They all say that you are strong, but I don't know where you are strong. So I chose today." You look at your strength."

Mo Potian said indifferently: "You will know soon, take action."

"I'm not polite." Yan Baolong was not polite at all, and roared angrily. He held a huge ax that weighed over a hundred catties in his hands, and stepped on it with wonderful steps. He was close to Mo Po in the blink of an eye. Heaven, the ax was shining with earth-yellow energy fluctuations, chopping down fiercely like a mountain.

Seeing Yan Baolong's attack, someone in the audience exclaimed, "Why are the beginner disciples so strong this time? They are stronger than some veteran outer disciples. This strength is enough to rank among the top [-] outer disciples."

However, facing Yan Baolong's blow that was enough to break mountains and crack rocks, Mo Potian just stretched out a hand lightly. Suddenly, the ordinary aura on Mo Potian's body changed, and he became like a peerless weapon out of its sheath. The sharpness of the knife is still visible.

"Unity of soldiers and soldiers!" Li Tian under the stage stared at Mo Potian closely, shocked in his heart, he had already reached the realm of unity of soldiers and soldiers, so he could see Mo Potian's realm at a glance.

A faint saber air lingered in his hand, and the sound of gold and iron was delivered, and Yan Baolong's terrifying blow was blocked.

"Overlord's Axe!" Seeing that his attack was blocked by Mo Potian, Yan Bao's dragon and tiger stared wide-eyed, using a low-ranking high-grade martial skill, truly worthy of the word "Overlord", with incomparable power and power, he slashed out one after another, The entire stage was completely shrouded in ax light for a moment.

Mo Potian knife was still not out of its sheath, he held the knife with one hand, and slashed in the air like lightning, without seeing the trajectory of the knife at all, the next moment he saw Yan Baolong spitting blood from his mouth and flying backwards.

Yan Baolong's face was sluggish, the ax fell beside him, he still felt a little unbelievable, finally struggled to stand up, and said in a low voice: "I lost, damn it, it's really strong, it's not at the same level at all. "As he spoke, he picked up his weapon and jumped off the stage.

There was silence in the audience, and suddenly there was a huge gasping sound. From Yan Baolong's attack to the final defeat, it just confirmed Tian Guangyun's words, no more than three breaths, not even three breaths, only two Just breathe.

"So strong!" Standing beside Fang Litian, Yu Qian couldn't help saying in shock.

It is said that Mo Potian is very strong, but few people have seen Mo Potian make a move recently. Others are vague about how strong Mo Potian is. Only after a hundred moves can the winner be determined, but Yan Baolong, who was only slightly weaker than her, lost in the blink of an eye.

Lost so simply.

Fang Litian became serious, and nodded: "It's very strong! I'm not sure of defeating him."

Yu Qian glanced at Fang Litian in surprise. If someone else said that, she would think it was a blatant nonsense, but she didn't think so when Fang Litian said that, because Fang Litian was the only person she couldn't see through, not even Mo Potian. Give her that feeling.

"I just wish the defeat looked better." Yu Qian smiled wryly, she could see the situation clearly and would not speak arrogantly.

Fang Litian was noncommittal and did not speak.

The atmosphere of the newcomers who had just started was oppressive, and there was no debate about the order of appearance this time. In the face of strong strength, everything else was just a matter of tricks. Four warriors from the eighth-level cyclone came to the stage one by one. Increase your winning rate a bit.

These four warriors on the eighth floor were shorter than what Yan Baolong insisted on. It can be said that they were defeated as soon as they went up, and they didn't even see how they were defeated.

"It's my turn!" Wang Kaizhi stepped onto the competition stage with a sullen face. His cultivation had reached the ninth level of the cyclone, which was almost the same as Yan Baolong.

Wang Kaizhi's weapon is a sword, and his strength is considered medium in the ninth level of the cyclone, but the realm has not even reached the unity of man and soldier, and he is not Mo Potian's opponent at all. He was slapped on the chest by Mo Potian in just a few rounds lost.

The top ten disciples of the outer sect on the stage looked at it with a smile on their face, Tian Guangyun looked bored, "I said earlier that there should be no more than three breaths, it seems that I was right, it's so boring."

It was a waste of time to watch this kind of one-sided competition, but because Mo Potian was on stage, they didn't dare to leave early.

Mo Potian's expression has never changed. He is neither impatient nor ruthless. He controls the injuries of every opponent he defeats. To be able to do this, Mo Potian is undoubtedly very strong. .

As time passed, Fang Litian didn't play, he was the first to enter, so he should be the last to play.

Gu Bing and others were defeated one after another, and in the end only Yu Qian and Fang Litian were left.

Just as Yu Qian was about to go up, Fang Litian stopped her, "I'll go first."

Yu Qian glanced at Fang Litian in confusion, "Why?"

"His strength has not been consumed, and he is still in a state of complete victory. I want to fight him."

Hearing this, Yu Qian took back her steps.

(End of this chapter)