One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Three Princess Yan Clan VS Princess Demon Moon

Some of the true disciples of the five-layered ancient clan at the peak of the sanctuary were also shaken in their hearts.

Among them, some bloodline mastery level is not high, and the combat power is only slightly better than that of Zhufeng, but even if the bloodline mastery level is high, the combat power is far greater than that of the wind, but it is not necessarily the case above Yuanshen.

They clearly saw that Han Feng was able to defeat Zhufeng, relying on the powerful Primordial Spirit's power and the Holy Eye of the Star, which could increase the Primordial Spirit's power.

Only the true disciples of the 6th-level ancient clan at the peak of the sanctuary had a relaxed expression. Their Primordial Spirit might not necessarily be weaker than Han Feng's. After exerting the Blood Vessel, the Primordial Spirit would improve to a certain extent, so there is no need to be afraid.

Yan Haoqi and Zhanfu Shen were even less concerned.

Han Feng stepped off the stage and met Meng Yaqing, and the ancient people who were watching around made low-pitched discussions.

It is nothing to be strong in cultivation, but if the combat power is also strong at the same level, then it can no longer be taken lightly.

On the high platform, the faces of the patriarchs of the ancient clans were all condensed. The warriors from the outside world were somewhat beyond their imagination, especially the patriarchs of the ancient clan, who were embarrassed.

"It's no wonder that the ancestors valued this son. Sure enough, the eyesight of the ancestors is not comparable to me, but even so... as long as Qi'er defeats this son, the impression of this son in the ancestors' hearts will inevitably drop greatly. If you ask Meng Yaqing from the district, the ancestor should not refuse." Patriarch Yan thought silently in his heart.

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The turmoil caused by Han Feng's display of combat power only lasted for a moment and then disappeared. Among the true disciples of the ancient tribe, there are still many who can defeat Zhu Ze.

If it wasn't for Han Feng from the outside world, it was an outsider martial artist, and defeating Zhu Ze would not cause a disturbance at all.

After Han Feng, the first round of knockout rounds came to an end soon, and the True Disciple Competition also ushered in the second round of elimination.

This time, Meng Yaqing's opponent was no longer at the peak of the sanctuary, but a fourth-level peak at the peak of the sanctuary, who was three-fold higher than Meng Yaqing.

This opponent is also a female, from the Ancient Demon Moon Clan.

Because they are all women, this Mo Yuesha from the Ancient Demon Moon Clan has no idea of ​​pity and cherishing jade, and even because of the jealousy she can't hide in her heart, Mo Yuesha is even more of a killer.

"The blood of the devil moon,

Congeal! "

A layer of dreamy dim moonlight enveloped Moyuesha, and an arc-shaped dim moon mark appeared on Moyuesha's forehead.

The Demon Moon Ancient Clan sounds very unusual, but in fact, it ranks in the middle and lower ranks among the major ancient clans in Beizhou Continent. The first true disciple of the clan, only the first true disciple among the women of the Demon Moon Ancient Clan.

The bloodline of Moyuesha is also a top-level holy product, but it is only a top-level elementary level, and what she has at the moment is only able to play a high-level middle-class level. Therefore, after Moyuesha displays the bloodline of the magic moon, her cultivation level is only increased to the sanctuary. The top five.

For this reason, Mo Yuesha also showed her winning face, including the geniuses of the Yan clan, who did not think Meng Yaqing could win.

The gap is too big. Meng Yaqing is only the first level of the peak of the sanctuary. If she faces the fifth level of the peak of the sanctuary from the outside world, there may be a few chances of winning, but facing the geniuses of the ancients, such a gap will kill you. .

"You are the princess of the Yan clan, and this princess is also the princess of the Demon Moon. Today, I will let you know what a real princess is."

Mo Yuesha proudly floated into the sky, looking down at Meng Yaqing.

Suddenly, the dim moon mark on Moyuesha's forehead burst out with the brilliance belonging to the moon, but this brilliance was filled with a faint black, and a smell of demonic energy slowly permeated.

"Knife of the Demon Moon!"

Moon Guanghua took the magic energy and turned into a moon-arc-shaped energy knife, piercing the space and roaring away.

This blow is also difficult for ordinary sanctuary peak sixth heaven to take.

Meng Yaqing's expression remained unchanged, and the five fires quickly condensed.

"Emperor Flame Fifth Layer!"

The five fires merged and erupted, like a terrifying storm that shook the world.

Although Meng Yaqing has integrated the five fires, this does not mean that Meng Yaqing can fully exert the power of the five fires.

If the power of the five fires can be fully exerted, then Meng Yaqing is equivalent to using the top-level high-level bloodline. So far, there are so many ancient geniuses who have top-level high-level bloodline, but they can really exert the top-level high-level bloodline but never had one.

"Although Qing'er's five fires have been merged, the power that can be exerted is only about 30% of the real power, which is enough to resist this blow, but this girl from the ancient Demon Moon clan must not use all her strength, and Qing'er is in danger." Ziyun The ancestor frowned secretly.

Boom!

On the field, the brilliance of the moon and the aftermath of the flames rushed out, like a monstrous wave.

However, the participating warriors outside the venue are not weak, and they each used defensive measures to resist the aftermath.

Mo Yuesha's face froze, and then she sneered: "There are some means, but unfortunately you think this princess has used all her strength?"

From the very beginning, Mo Yuesha kept sneering at Meng Yaqing, and the genius of the Yan clan finally couldn't bear it anymore and cursed.

"Stinky girls, the game is the game, shut your stinky mouth."

"Did you eat shit today, your mouth is so stinky."

"Princess, beat up the devil moon girls so they don't even recognize their mother."

Mo Yuesha's sneering face suddenly froze, her face extremely ugly.

How could the people of the Ancient Demon Moon Clan allow their princess to be insulted like this, and they all shouted loudly. Unfortunately, this is the Yan Clan space and the base camp of the Yan Clan. How could there be so many people from the Ancient Demon Moon Clan? The cry of the Kuaimoyue ancient clansmen was drowned out.

The participating members of the ancient Demon Moon clan looked at the cold light in the eyes of the Yan clan players, and each and everyone secretly complained, this is good, Mo Yuesha offended the Yan clan players, and if the competition meets the Yan clan genius, Then what happens...

On the high platform, the Ancient Demon Moon Clan's face was flushed, and he could only look at the Yan Clan Chief embarrassedly, but the Yan Clan Chief waved his hand: "Hehe, the Demon Moon Clan Chief does not need to do this, it is just a conflict between children's families, and soon It will pass."

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On the field, Mo Yuesha also knew that she had offended some geniuses of the Yan clan, so she stopped talking and concentrated on fighting.

Layers of moonlight brilliance oscillated out like waves.

"Magic Moon Phantom Fist!"

Covering the sky and covering the sun, the moonlight combat fists that filled the entire battlefield burst into Meng Yaqing, and the fierce Qi machine locked Meng Yaqing. These moonlight combat fists were like sharp arrows, with incomparably sharp power.

This move is impressively a half-step high-grade high-grade sanctuary technique. Since Mo Yuesha was only able to comprehend such a sanctuary technique at the early stage of the peak of the sanctuary, it was worthy of being an ancient genius at that time.

The momentum of this punch was huge, and the moonlight brilliance waving from the moonlight battle fist merged, and the entire battle platform seemed to be submerged by the sea of ​​moonlight, with dark moonlight everywhere.

Devoured by the sea of ​​moonlight, Meng Yaqing did not show a trace of panic on her face.

Suddenly, Meng Yaqing raised her palm, and an ice-blue flame appeared in her hand. As soon as the flame came out, the surrounding space froze, and the air became icy fog.

The moonlight brilliance that swallowed Meng Yaqing was also directly frozen into moonlight frost.

The ice-blue flames were terrifyingly burning, and they had the same frequency of fluctuations as the five fires around Meng Yaqing. For a while, with Meng Yaqing as the center, terrifying waves of flames surged out, blocking the Moonlight Fighting Fist in succession. Beyond the flames and waves.

Yan Haoqi's face changed greatly, and he blurted out: "Six fire constitution!"

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