Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 209 Now... No one is dissatisfied, right?

All the heroes present looked at each other in blank dismay.

Originally, when I saw that the white board evil star was able to challenge, many people also had the idea of ​​​​challenging.

If I win, wouldn't I be able to become the chairman of the Five Sacred Sacred League Committee directly?
This is to have some confidence in one's own strength.

Although he can't win, but being able to show his face in front of so many heroes in the world, wouldn't he be famous all at once?

This is for the sake of fame.

But all of these disappeared after Mo Wen crushed the evil star of the white board to death.

This is a competition, not a sparring!
Most of the time, there will be nothing wrong with sparring unless you are accidentally injured.

And the contest...

People will die!

The status of the contest.

The nature of these battles was decided early on.

If Zuo Lengchan hadn't intervened just now, there would have been dead people in the second battle.

Perhaps the previous battles were not bloody enough, so so many people wanted to challenge beyond their limits.

a time.

The field fell silent again.

No one showed up, and no one spoke.

Waited a while.

Mo Wen raised his voice.

"Is no one dissatisfied?"

There was silence for a while.

Suddenly a voice came.

"I don't agree!"

Then another one.

"I'm not convinced either!"

"I'm not convinced either!"

……

During the ups and downs, there were more than 20 voices who refused to accept it.

Immediately afterwards, these 20 people stood up one after another.

More than 20 people gathered together and said in unison to Mo Wen.

"We don't agree!"

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is……

I'm doing something!
Pause.

He suddenly smiled.

"If that's the case, then you two will do it together!"

what?
All the heroes were startled.

Go together?

"Is Mr. Mo...too confident?"

Some people couldn't help opening their mouths. They originally wanted to say arrogant, but they changed the word when they came to their lips.

The dead body of Bai Banxie is still in the arena and no one has taken it...

Even so, these people's faces unconsciously showed such expressions.

Those 20 people didn't use the breathing method to restrain their aura. All the heroes present could see that the strength of each of these 20 people was above the second-rate mid-stage!
Several people's strength has even reached the first-class level!
Taken out alone, these 20 people are nothing, of course, Mo Wen crushed one to death with one hand, just like playing!
But if more than [-] people join forces, even if Mo Wen is a natural master, it is impossible to win them!

"Since Mr. Mo said so, then we will come together!"

One of the more than 20 people spoke.

Mo Wen smiled slightly and said.

"Go ahead!"

More than 20 people looked at each other and then shouted in a low voice.

"on!"

Clang clang!
More than 20 long swords were unsheathed, and more than 20 people seemed to have practiced special combined attack techniques. More than 20 people joined forces, but it didn't give people any messy feeling.

"Master Mo is in danger!"

Some people suddenly showed worried expressions on their faces.

The strengths displayed by more than 20 people who know how to cooperate are completely different from those of more than 20 people who fight on their own!

"kill!"

The sword light danced.

More than 20 long swords were stabbed at Mo Wen from all directions.

Each long sword sealed a position, more than 20 people, almost blocked all the roads of Mo Wen!

This is lore!

These people obviously came with the aim of directly killing Mo Wen!
"Master Mo, be careful!"

Yue Lingshan couldn't help shouting.

Even though she had seen the ultimate battle between Mo Wen and Feng Qingyang, she still couldn't help worrying at this moment.

That was the fatal blow of more than 20 masters who knew how to cooperate!
Ning Zhong gave Yue Lingshan a slightly surprised look.

Listening to this tone, when did my daughter get in touch with Mo Wen?
Because Feng Qingyang specifically asked what happened on Huashan Jade Girl Peak, neither Linghu Chong nor Yue Lingshan told Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze.

Yue Buqun glanced at Yue Lingshan, thoughtful.

Everyone turned their eyes to the field.

Faced with such a crisis, what would Mo Wen do?
An extremely tense emotion appeared in everyone's heart!

Mo Wen, who was in the center of danger, just held the handle of the knife tightly.

Count silently in my heart.

3!

2!

"die!"

A brilliant sword light appeared.

No one can describe how beautiful the knife light is, I just feel that it is the most beautiful and beautiful light in the world.

Everyone was staring at that ray of light, and in the eyes of many people, all the beauty that they most longed for appeared.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time.

Goodness left.

In the arena, more than 20 people who were going to kill Mo Wen suddenly stopped in place, as if they had turned into wooden figures.

After a long while, a person's throat suddenly started to bleed.

At this moment, as if a switch had been turned on, all the remaining people's throats began to bleed, and then they fell to the ground one by one.

Their eyes were still open. When many people looked at them, they saw deep fear in their eyes, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying before they died.

One knife... killed more than 20 people?
All the heroes present gasped together, and then looked at the only standing figure in the arena with extremely fearful eyes.

They never thought that a single person's sword technique could be so powerful!

These 20 people are all second-rate mid-term and above masters of the rivers and lakes!
Among the heroes present, more than half of them can't even match the weakest one.

But just like this, more than 20 people teamed up, and when they performed their most powerful blow, they were killed by Mo Wen with a single knife!
"I'm afraid even if more than 2000 of us join forces, we will all be killed by Mr. Mo in the end, right?"

When some people think of this, their bodies tremble involuntarily.

The reason why a congenital master, or a grand master, cannot kill so many people is not because of lack of strength, but because after a few hundred knives have been slashed, the strength will begin to decline.

As soon as the vigor declines, the strength will also decline.

So even if you are a master, don't think about killing more than 2000 people at once.

And Mo Wen...

More than 20 people with one knife!

More than 2000 people?

It's only a hundred knives, and his strength is still at its peak!
Mo Wen was holding the knife, the tip of the knife was still stained with a little blood, and the blood condensed into a drop of blood, which slowly flowed down from the tip of the knife.

drop!
The sound was not loud, and it didn't even spread a few meters, but everyone present seemed to have heard the sound.

That drop of blood didn't seem to drop to the ground, but to everyone's heart.

Everyone held their breath and quietly looked at the king-like figure.

Mo Wen raised the corners of his mouth and said.

"Now...is there anyone who refuses to accept it?"

　Four more...

　　Ask for a ticket...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)