Heavenly Consort

Chapter 1552: Hematemesis

In the midst of a chaotic voice, the emperor did not express his position, but turned his head to look at Yun Jingchen, frowning slightly.

Yun Jingchen nodded slightly.

The emperor immediately spoke out, and his coercion directly shocked the audience, "Okay! As Pei Wei said, first select the leader of the alliance, and then discuss the countermeasures! For the sake of fairness, everyone must suppress their soul power to the same cultivation base during the competition. , the martial arts must also be maintained at the same level. Everyone has only one chance!"

After speaking, he also specifically looked at Xiao Qianhan and Yun Mojin, "This time it's up to you."

The implication is that even if it is the emperor, the cultivator considers himself not to be Xiao Qianhan and Yun Mojin's opponent!

This kind of information, the emperor looks humble, but it brings motivation to everyone! Motivation to try!

The two juniors dare to say that they surpass their seniors? Although Xiao Qianhan and Yun Mojin didn't say anything at all.

"Xiao Qianhan, I want to challenge you!" Bao Yizhao was the first to jump out, and after he finished speaking, he walked directly to the open space, and when he looked back and saw Xiao Qianhan didn't even move, he said solemnly, "If you don't, Dare to fight is equivalent to admitting defeat, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

Xiao Qianhan sighed and prepared to stand up.

She doesn't care about the **** alliance leader, it's good for everyone to fight in the dark, and it has nothing to do with her! But this Bao Yi Zhao is just too... annoying! If you don't teach him a lesson, you will be sorry for your ears!

"Don't move." The simple words rang in her ears, and then Yun Mo jumped up and came to the open space.

Xiao Qianhan did not move according to the words, but turned his head to look at Bao Yizhao with coldness in his slightly flickering eyes.

"Yun Mo is exhausted?" Bao Yizhao glanced at him, "What do you mean? Xiao Qianhan admits defeat, and then are you going to challenge me?"

"After passing my level, you are qualified." Yun Mo finished expressionlessly, and lightning shot. Guanghua, whose palm was glowing with a soul transforming device, grabbed towards Bao Yizhao's neck.

Bao Yizhao's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't expect Yun Mojin to take action immediately. In the hurry, there is no time to suppress the soul power, and it shows the cultivation of the third-order soul rotation realm.

"You seem to have forgotten to suppress your cultivation base! But your real cultivation base is nothing more than that!" Yun Mo made a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and once again slapped his palm, as fast as lightning!

Bao Yizhao hurriedly attacked, but it was much stronger than the first move! Hearing Yun Mojin's words, his eyes suddenly turned fierce, "You said that I don't have to suppress my cultivation, then no wonder I! Take me a punch!"

Yun Mo was too lazy to speak again, and directly mobilized his soul power to be with Bao Yi and Zhao Zhan!

The ninth order of the Ice Rotation Realm versus the third order of the Soul Rotation Realm!

Yun Mojing not only did not lose in the slightest, but also pressed Bao Yizhao to fight, occupying the complete upper hand!

A third-order Soul Spinning Realm was pressed and beaten by the Ice Spinning Realm. Although it is not that it has never appeared before, it is shocking enough!

Everyone's expressions turned pale, completely putting away their previous contempt!

The cloud is silent, it is indeed no trivial matter!

After playing for a while, Yun Mojing said again, "Okay, you can end."

When the words fell, Bao Yizhao was beaten back with a punch, and he just retreated to the edge of the open space. Taking a step back was not a loss.

"Yun Mojin, you..." Bao Yizhao refused to accept and rushed back to the battle circle.

"Presumptuous!" A strong voice accompanied by a strong soul power appeared out of thin air, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and went straight to Bao Yizhao.

When someone in the crowd saw the situation was not good, they immediately went to rescue.

Although he was on his side, he was still a step behind.

"Wow!" Bao Yizhao didn't even call out, instead he spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he couldn't stand on his knees.

"Emperor, you are too heavy!" The ruthless teacher Tai Fuchen shook, his voice was human, ruthless, one hand had already reached Bao Yizhao's side, and it only took a moment to pull him away.

The emperor also paused, frowned, his eyes flashed across Yun Mojie quickly, and looked at Shitai Wuqing, "Rules are rules, Bao Yizhao should have been punished if he never suppressed the cultivation base, and now he doesn't admit defeat, you guys are bright Zong wants to come from a famous and decent school, is that what he does?"

Wuqing Shitai was said to be speechless and his eyes were cold, obviously very dissatisfied with the emperor! She turned her head and looked at a man beside her.

The man understood and took a step forward, "I, Long Jingye, challenge!"

Yun Mo did not pay attention to Long Jingye's body at all at this time, but looked back at Xiao Qianhan with a smile.

Xiao Qianhan also responded with a smile.

Only the two of them understood what was going on. If they insisted that there were still people, the emperor would barely count as one!

The emperor and Bao Yizhao have no grievances or enmity, even if it is to maintain order, there is no need to make such a heavy hand!

Bao Yizhao's injury was so serious that it would take a Jinhong Pill to heal, or ten and a half days.

This has something to do with Yun Mo, and of course it has something to do with Xiao Qianhan!

When Yun Mojin got up and prepared to end the game, Xiao Qianhan put a ray of corrosive power into Yun Mojin's body and let Yunmo use it to deal with Bao Yizhao!

If you don't do it yourself, you can let Bao Yizhao get the end he deserves!

This time, the emperor is a mute who eats berberine, and he can't tell the pain!

Seeing that Yun Mo was completely ignoring him, Long Jingye didn't speak, and immediately began to suppress his soul power!

He is the eighth-order cultivation of Soul Rotation Realm, which is almost a big realm higher than Yun Mojin! The ruthless teacher asked him to take action, he must win and save face for Guangmingzong!

Because of his rapid suppression, the cultivation base was quickly suppressed to the level of the ninth order of the Ice Rotation Realm, but it was the peak of the ninth order!

The next second, he attacked directly and punched Yun Mojin's heart, but Yun Mojin hadn't turned around yet.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he abruptly increased his strength by 10%, in order to defeat the enemy with one blow! In this boxing, Yun Mojin's injury will only be more serious than Bao Yizhao!

"Be careful!" A woman's voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, and the direction came from Tianlei Peak.

At this time, Long Jingye's punch had already arrived, and it was only half an arm's distance away from Yun Mojin's heart! Even if Yun Mo turned around at this time, it was too late to respond!

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qianhan did not panic.

Sneak attack on cloud silence? Stay tuned!

Her eyes just swept over the person who reminded Yun Mo to do everything, it was Ji Yuehua from Tianlei Peak, the woman who was teased by Jia Zhou.

In the open space, Yun Mojin seemed to have heard the reminder, and his body turned with the source of the sound, "What?"

Swish!

Long Jingye's punch almost rubbed against Yun Mojin's chest, and even the clothes on Yun Mojin's chest were rustled by the wind of the fist!

Although it turned around, it only turned halfway, just to let the punch away!

At the same time, Yun Mo raised his elbow behind him, as if unconsciously, it was a blow to Long Jingye's heart, like a lightning strike!

boom!

With a muffled sound, Long Jingye took a few steps back, until he exited the battle circle, he was able to stand firm, his whole face was blue and purple!

"Wow!" In the next second, a mouthful of blood finally protruded, and his face was restored, pale.

defeat!