Chapter 500 Nine Serenities List (2)

Want to compete against Mo Wentian?

This Youlong probably doesn't know how terrifying Mo Wentian is!

"opinionated……"

Mo Wentian smiled faintly, and continued walking towards the central altar.

"Number seven!"

He touched a small ball at random, and a number appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

"I am number thirteen!"

"I am number twenty-seven!"

...

One after another loud voices came, and a hundred people in the arena drew lots!

Mo Wentian's first opponent had also appeared.

A disciple of the first level of false gods in Huang Yuan!

"Ring battle, start!"

Following You Xi's voice, the next moment, two figures...

Appeared on the ring.

Of these two people, one is a Xuanyuan disciple, and the other is...

Disciples of the Diyuan!

"Student Zhang Meng in the Lower Xuanyuan, please enlighten me!"

The Xuanyuan disciple saluted slightly.

"Zhang Meng!"

The disciples of the Diyuan had a look of disdain in their eyes.

The Zhang Meng in front of him is also at the first level of false gods.

But compared to the disciples of the Diyuan, Zhang Meng's cultivation...

Slightly worse!

"Go down..."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the disciple of the Earth Courtyard, and then the sword in his hand shot out instantly.

"Senior Brother Zhang Meng..."

"Senior Brother Zhang Meng..."

...

In the profound courtyard, exclamations came one after another.

On the ring, the disciples of the Diyuan unexpectedly attacked, this is simply shameless!

"Nine Nether Profound Sword!"

"Buzz..."

A series of sword intents unfolded, and Zhang Meng, who was caught off guard by the beating, finally stabilized.

On the opposite side, the disciples of the Earth Court frowned deeply.

A sneak attack in secret, plus a higher level of cultivation than Zhang Meng...

But he didn't take down Zhang Meng in one fell swoop.

This already shows that Zhang Meng is stronger than him!

"Boss, who do you think will win?"

Xiao Jiao stuck out his head and asked curiously.

"Although Zhang Meng's cultivation is lower than the opponent's, Zhang Meng's foundation is obviously much stronger than the opponent's, and Zhang Meng's sword intent is stronger, so..."

"Zhang Meng will win!"

Sweeping the ring lightly, Mo Wentian said with a smile.

"Zhang Meng will win!"

When Xuanyuan disciples heard this, each of them saw...

It lit up instantly.

"This Mo Wentian really thinks that he is the master of the Jingu Palace. He said that whoever wins will win, so this battle of the Nine Nethers is not allowed to continue. Let him speak!"

"Yes, let him speak!"

"Hahaha……"

...

One after another wanton laughter came from the courtyard.

Not only the disciples of the Earth Court, but also the disciples of the Heaven Court looked at Mo Wentian mockingly, not far away...

That cold and arrogant figure gave Mo Wentian an extra look!

"This kid has good eyesight!"

Jiu Chong couldn't help admiring, Mo Wentian was right, this competition...

Zhang Meng will win!

"Senior Brother Jiuchong, what is this? The battle in the ring is ever-changing in an instant. Although this Zhang Meng has a stronger foundation, the opponent's cultivation base is stronger..."

"Who wins and who loses, maybe!"

You Xi said with a slight twinkle in her eyes.

"maybe?"

In Jiu Chong's eyes, a faint smile rose.

"Just look at it!"

A faint voice sounded, and You Xi, who was about to say something else, opened her mouth.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on the ring again.

She had never seen before that Jiu Chong valued a sword emperor so much!

"Nine Nether Killing Sword!"

"Clang..."

At this moment, there was another collision on the ring.

But at the next moment, the body of the Earth Court disciple suddenly flew upside down, and he saw the Earth Court disciple flying upside down.

Zhang Meng did not continue to pursue, but stood still...

Gather your strength and strike your sword again!

"Xuanjian kills!"

"bump!"

There was a dull collision sound, and the disciples of the Earth Court flew upside down.

Zhang Meng stood on the stage, although his face was a little pale, but it was already...

Successfully entered the top fifty!

"Senior brother Zhang Meng won..."

"Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng!"

...

A series of exclamations came, and the Xuanyuan disciples instantly boiled up.

In the ground courtyard, a group of people have extremely ugly faces!

"Really won!"

You Xi, a gleam of light flashed across her eyes.

"Xuanyuan..."

"What luck!"

You Long's eyes were extremely cold.

"In the first ring battle, Xuan Yuan disciple Zhang Meng won. Next, I invite the disciple who gets the second lottery to fight in the ring!"

You Xi's cold voice sounded again, and the next moment...

Two figures landed on the ring battle again.

In the second arena battle, it was all disciples of Huang Yuan.

The battle between the two was extremely exciting, and at the end they clashed swords, and the winner was decided.

The third arena battle is the battle between the disciples of the Huang Yuan and Tian Yuan...

The fourth arena battle...

...

The arena battle continued until the sixth match, Mo Wentian's eyes...

Just opened it again!

"In the sixth arena match, Youlong will face off against Zhang Miao, a disciple of Huang Yuan!"

You Xi's voice came, and You Long's figure landed on the ring.

The next moment, in the Yellow Courtyard, a figure appeared on the ring.

"I think……"

"Get off!"

"bump!"

A violent collision came, and the disciples of Huang Yuan who were on the opposite side were just about to admit defeat.

But before he could say anything, he was directly sent flying by Youlong with a sword.

"Zhang Miao..."

"Damn it, Senior Brother Zhang Miao has already surrendered, yet Youlong still makes a move!"

"You Long, you are too deceitful!"

...

A series of angry voices came, above the ring, Zhang Miao flew directly out of the ring.

The corner of the mouth was bloody, and the whole person was languid.

"Boss, this Youlong..."

"What a ruthless method!"

Xiaojiao stretched out his head, his eyes flickered fiercely, the battle of the Nine Nethers was nothing more than a struggle, and the killer was killed when the difference in strength was unimaginable!

This is indeed, a bit too much!

"Hardly..."

In Mo Wentian's eyes, traces of coldness flashed by, Youlong...

This is for him to see!

He wants to tell everyone, Tianyuan, no one can provoke!

"The sixth arena battle, Youlong wins!"

"Disciple No. 7 is on the stage!"

"Boss, I'm calling you!"

When Xiaojiao's voice came, Mo Wentian paused slightly.

Immediately, his body jumped and landed on the ring, facing Mo Wentian, a figure...

Stand here already!

"Senior Brother Mo, I admit defeat!"

Before Mo Wentian could make a move, the other party directly surrendered.

This person's cultivation base is in the first level of false gods, which is worse than that of Qi Zong back then. Naturally, this person...

Don't dare to fight Mo Wentian!

"Wow..."

"Senior Brother Mo has won!"

"The opponent directly admitted defeat..."

...

A series of exclamations came, and the eyes of Xuanyuan disciples were full of excitement.

In the Heavenly Courtyard, You Long's eyes became gloomy and cold again.

"This is..."

"It's over?"

Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then shook his head and flew down from the ring.

"Mo Wentian won the seventh ring battle, please invite disciples for the eighth ring fight..."

You Xi's voice came again, Mo Wentian returned to the Xuan Yuan disciples.