The second game.

Chen Mu vs. Ye Wuchang.

In the silent land, the strong men on the Taoist platform had a smile on their faces. If they could appear in the future, they would have time to observe their opponents and find flaws.

Outside the ancient city of Yuanhai, strong men from all directions were watching the scene in the scroll.

Lin Ruoxi looked at Ye Wuchang. They had just fought and were naturally clear about his strength. "That body is his strongest trump card."

The Heavenly Master in the Light Plane said in a deep voice: "That is the body of the top Heavenly Master. After continuous tempering, it has become indestructible."

On the ring.

Chen Mu's white clothes are better than snow.

He stood there and floated out of the dust.

Ye Wuchang had a hint of fear in his eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Strange, my body would tremble unconsciously."

He has never felt this way before.

Ye Wuchang was not afraid of Chen Mu, but his skeleton body was trembling constantly, and the strong men around him could see clearly.

Even the strong men outside the ancient city of Yuanhai could see that the black-robed strong man in the Dead Plan frowned. Yun Mengchen said lightly: "The most powerful method of the Dead Plane is to obtain new life from the dry bones. Ye Wuchang is just the soul in the skeleton, so naturally he can't understand the horror of the skeleton."

Lin Qingdai seemed to understand, and Master Minghong said in a deep voice: "The skeleton feared Chen Mu."

Yun Mengchen nodded slightly.

Ye Wuchang clenched his fists, and he forcibly urged his body to attack Chen Mu. The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the fist mark with faint light arrived in advance.

Chen Mu stood there, still motionless, his body was filled with immortal light, which was more dazzling than the sun. No ordinary strong people could look directly at it. The fist mark fell on the immortal light and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ye Wuchang came closer, and the skeleton's palm fell with a faint light. Chen Mu pinched the sword finger, and waved his hand like drawing a sword, and the sword light overflowed from his fingertips.

The sword light slashed, Ye Wuchang's dark bone palm was cut off, and a golden light emitting from the fracture.

The strong man around him looked solemn, and Zhu Wangu frowned slightly and said coldly: "The strongest is the sword light, but his body is not weaker than the remains of the Heavenly Master. His strength is stronger than before."

Lin Qingdai's eyes were filled with joy.

Master Minghong looked serious, and he could no longer see Chen Mu's strength.

Yan Luo smiled and shouted, "Come on, Chen Mu, avenge your sister and teach him a lesson."

Lin Ruoxi couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled.

On the ring.

Ye Wuchang condensed the Dharma image again.

The Necrotic Magic Face fell down with a dark bone hammer in hand, and the huge arena seemed a little small.

Chen Mu sacrificed his own Taoist soldiers, and the golden sword slashed out from the sky, leaving behind a shadow of the sword light, the surrounding rules and order were cut off, and the world was silent.

That sword.

It's like a different world.

The necromancer's figure was cut off.

Ye Wuchang's soul was trembling. He now knew what fear was and wanted to escape from afar.

Chen Mu did not give him a chance, so he waved his sword again, and a sword passed through the sky, and the flames in Ye Wuchang's skull suddenly went out.

Ye Wuchang fell on the ring.

The strong man in the undead plane was not to mention how angry he was. Master Minghong frowned, "He is too cruel, we are in trouble now."

Yun Mengchen asked back: "If Ye Wuchang is not killed, will the plane of the Dead will not target us?"

The Dead Plane took the lead in attacking, and Chen Mu was chased by Yin Jiuyou. They had long been mortal enemies.

Ye Wuchang's corpse was teleported out, and the strong man in the undead plane recovered the corpse. Yin Jiuyou said coldly: "Ye Wuchang will wake up again."

The second game ends.

A beam of light fell on Mo Jiuer.

Mo Jiuer was teleported to the arena, and everyone knew very little about her, only that it was reinforcements from the Tianhuang plane, and it was not easy to stand here.

"I'm not stupid, there's no need to fight for them." Mo Jiuer glanced at Qin Changsheng, then took the initiative to leave the ring, which made everyone stunned.

Bai Qingxue said in surprise: "Give up the game, it means giving up the ultimate fortune."

Lin Ruoxi smiled, "Is it not possible to do something that cannot be done because of persistence? Isn't it good to live? For her, this trip has gained a lot."

Mo Jiuer returned to the outside of the ancient city of Yuanhai, and she looked up at Chen Mu in the scroll.

A ray of light fell on Zhu Wangu, and everyone looked at him at the same time. Everyone knew that the next game should be quite interesting.

Zhu Wangu was teleported to the arena, wearing a blue shirt, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and sword intent soaring into the sky, like a towering green mountain standing there.

Chen Mu could feel that Zhu Wangu is a sword cultivator, and he had not encountered a decent sword cultivator for many years.

Zhu Wangu sacrificed his natal Taoist warrior, with a green edge and the cold light of the sword edge that made people unable to look directly at it.

"please!"

Chen Mu reached out to signal.

Zhu Wangu had no expression on his face. He waved his sword forward, the green sharp edge roared like a dragon, and the sword light came to the ground, even leaving traces on the ring.

Chen Mu also waved his sword light.

Two sword lights annihilated when they collided.

Chen Mu and Zhu Wangu came to the middle of the ring. Their Taoist soldiers collided together, and the two swords continued to collided, and the gorgeous sword light was very dazzling.

"They are so strong!"

Lin Qingdai's eyes were filled with admiration.

Yun Mengchen could feel that neither Chen Mu nor Zhu Wangu used all his strength. The former was to enjoy the battle, while the latter was to test more.

Zhu Wangu suddenly retreated, but Chen Mu did not chase him. He knew that the latter would give his all.

"Don't waste time."

"Let us decide the outcome with one sword!"

Zhu Wangu held the Qingfeng in both hands. He held the Qingfeng high. The terrifying sword light soared into the sky. The sword light broke through the sky, thousands of feet high.

The terrifying sword intent permeated.

The strong men on the Taoist platform looked solemn, while the strong men outside the ancient city of Yuanhai were shocked. Even the powerful master of the heavenly rank felt the threat.

Zhu Wangu's blue shirt was rushing in the wind. He held the green hair with his hands tightly, his eyes wide open, and the sword light that soared into the sky seemed to pierce the silent land.

Chen Mu held the long sword in his hand tightly, and various rules and orders wrapped around the sword.

When Zhu Wangu swung his sword, Chen Mu also swung his sword. His sword light carried a ray of clouds, like a rainbow. When two sword lights met, a terrifying explosion appeared, deafening, as if the sky collapsed and the earth was cracked.

Chen Mu's sword light was even stronger, and it was destroyed by the death of Zhu Wangu's sword light was cut off.

"it's over!"

Rebelling against Qiankun shook his head slightly.

The strong men around him all saw that Zhu Wangu's swordsmanship was still far behind Chen Mu.

On the ring.

Zhu Wangu had not given up yet. He transformed into a sword with his body and blended with his natal Taoist warrior. The powerful sword light shone on the heaven and earth, and Qingfeng rushed straight towards Chen Mu.

call out!

The green breeze broke through the air.

Chen Mu was not careless. He raised his sword and accompanied by the thunder sound, and the ray of light appeared on the ring, which happened to collide with the green breeze.

However, the green breeze passes through the rays of light.

This sword condensed everything from Zhu Wangu, and wherever Qingfeng went, it was unstoppable.

Chen Mu had to be serious. He waved the Taoist soldiers in his hand again and collided directly with Qingfeng. The terrifying energy fluctuations spread around him.

bite!

A crisp sound.

Qingfeng broke, which was Zhu Wangu's natal Taoist soldier. The powerful people around him were dumbfounded. The Taoist soldier broke and was seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Chen Mu had solemnity in his eyes. Qingfeng was broken by Zhu Wangu himself. He did not hesitate to break his natal Taoist soldiers and launched the final attack.

The sword edge of the broken sword penetrated through the immortal light, Chen Mu's left shoulder was pierced, Chen Mu's shoulder was lying with blood, and various regular energy prevented the wound from healing.

The broken sword was shocked by Chen Mu.

Zhu Wangu turned into his original deity. He looked pale and coughed up blood, but laughed loudly, "Haha, it seems that you are not invincible, you will also bleed."

Chen Mu said lightly: "You go."

Zhu Wangu is now even more injured. Chen Mu has the ability to kill him, but he doesn't want to do that. They have no grievances and no grudges. It's understandable to try their best on the ring.
To be continued...